When he saw the weapon taken out by the ghost-faced killer, Jiang Jiangping's face turned pale.

This Mitsubishi tip cone weapon is the most vicious. Once it is stabbed, it takes only three points to penetrate the flesh to make it blood flow.

And today he was just treating guests to dinner, so how could he have thought of this situation? He didn't even bring any weapons.

"Brother, how sure are you?" Jiang Jiangping asked without looking back on Wang Xiaohei's head.

"I have no confidence, but I will fight anyway. The ghost face shows up and no grass grows!"

"Okay, I'll try my best to create a chance for you in a while... You are the only one who can hurt him here."

Before the two had finished discussing, the ghost-faced killer suddenly moved.

The target was aimed directly at Wang Xiaohei and left.

Wang Xiaohei retreated suddenly, but the Ghost Face Killer was faster. Even though Wang Xiaohei retreated suddenly as the Ghost Shadow Killer started, he was still bullied in front of the Ghost Shadow Killer.

In an instant, Wang Xiaohei's figure shook and he actually split into two from the middle.

"Clan Body Fantasy?" The ghost killer murmured, turned around in place, and the pointed cone of his left hand stabbed Jiang Jiangping beside him.

"Surprising Palm!"

Jiang Jiangping was not willing to be outdone. His internal strength surged and his palm flew over. He instantly sacrificed his 20-year-old hard practice.

"Hmph, the mantis arm blocks the car!"

The ghost-faced killer sneered disdainfully, and the sharp cone instantly accelerated its piercing.

"Puchi--"

The pointed cone penetrated deeply into Jiang Jiangping's palm and penetrated through it.

But Jiang Jiangping changed his usual reaction, stretched out his arms and let the sharp pierce into his palm until the last handle.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiangping showed a hideous smile on his face against the ghost-faced killer.

The pierced palm grabbed the ghost-faced man's right hand with force, and raised his left hand instantly.

"boom--"

The Jingtao palm hit the chest of the ghost-faced killer—

"My storm is in my left hand! Hahaha..."

Even though his painful expression was ferocious and distorted, he still made a heroic and proud laugh.

The ghost-faced killer who took Jiang Jiangping's palm suddenly also cracked his mouth and showed a hideous smile.

"Although your palm is as soft as a sissy, you, a poor garbage, actually slapped hard on my chest? Very good... You succeeded in making me decide that I can't solve you so easily."

As he said that, he raised his left hand, and the Mitsubishi tip cone in his left hand flashed coldly.

"Sun!" Jiang Jiangping's face suddenly turned pale and he shouted suddenly, "Brother, what are you waiting for--"

"Plum Blossom Imprint!"

A roar exploded from behind the ghost-faced man. Wang Xiaohei raised the plum blossom palm print with both hands and blasted towards the ghost-faced killer's back.

The ghost-faced killer let go with his right hand and instantly turned sideways. He stabbed Jiang Jiangping's chest with his left hand, and Wang Xiaohei was thrust with his right hand.

"Puchi--"

Jiang Jiangping grabbed the Mitsubishi tip cone with his left hand again with lightning, but still let the Mitsubishi tip cone penetrate his shoulder. Wang Xiaohei's palms also instantly fought with the ghost-faced killer.

With a loud bang, the terrifying internal force fluctuations spread like a wave of air.

The two tables of wine and food in the private room exploded instantly, making the private room messy.

Jiang Jiangping only felt an incomparable anger, as if there was a spring of anger gathering in his chest, and was constantly surging out anger.

Today he treated him to a meal, but his face was completely wiped out. Since joining the town department, Jiang Jiangping has never been so shameless? Even though he is just a policeman in Qingyi, there are many gangs around him who have to give him some face.

But today, it was a great humiliation.

"Fuck--" Jiang Jiangping roared to the sky. With this vent, the rippling internal force fluctuations swelled from Jiang Jiangping's body.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiangping's lower abdomen turned into the center of internal force gushing, and the internal force shocked more and more violently.

The ghost-faced killer who was facing Wang Xiaohei turned around in surprise, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Have you opened the orifices? Can you get the product in this way?"

"Hahaha... Two ninth grades, you're done with one or two!" Wang Xiaohei said with a ecstasy laugh.

"I want to break the mirror? Did I agree?" As he said that, a powerful force surged out.

"boom--"

Wang Xiaohei's skills were already three points short of the Ghost-faced Killer, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and was shocked to the spot.

The ghost-faced killer turned around suddenly and showed a playful sneer at Jiang Jiangping.

"I want to break the mirror and get the product, I will let you die with hatred!" As he said that, he blasted at Jiang Jianping's dantian where he was breaking through.

At this moment, the window exploded instantly.

A figure rushed into the room surrounded by countless window fragments.

His body was like a stream of light, and he instantly bullied himself in front of the ghost-faced killer. Everyone was stunned and printed on the ghost-faced killer's chest.

The Ghost-faced Killer's palm was less than three inches away from Jiang Jiangping's dantian, but he could no longer move a little bit.

The body instantly soared into the air and hit the wall like a cannonball.

"boom--"

The wall was deeply sunken, and the ghost-faced killer pressed against the wall, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

Several arrows shot from the window behind him. Su Mu quickly lifted up the round table and blocked it behind him, and the arrows shot into the round table like nails.

A cold light flashed in Su Mu's eyes, and he took out three flying knives from his waist. His wrist shook, three white light flashed, and the three flying knives disappeared.

After a while, three screams rang out, and the arrows shot stopped abruptly.

"Jiang Ping, what's going on?"

"boom--"

A cyclone suddenly exploded on Jiang Jiangping's body, and the qi sea of ​​Dantian was opened. The internal force rippled and the cyclone flowed.

"Satisfactory-" Jiang Jiangping whistled to the sky.

"Ahemhem—"

The ghost-faced killer coughed while spraying blood. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Su Mu's eyes with angry murderous intent.

"One more is looking for death. I'm not prepared and sneak attacked secretly... You deserve to die!"

He roared angrily, and his body instantly came towards Su Mu. He raised his punch and blew it down at Su Mu's face.

Su Mu looked at the ghost-faced killer coldly, as if there was no other person in his eyes.

Gently raise your palm and face the fist of the ghost-faced killer.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own ability!" A cruel sneer appeared on the face of the ghost-faced killer.

"Do you really think that the sneak attack was successful just now, but you think that your strength is above me? I am invincible under the eighth grade!"

boom--

The fists and palms intersected, and in an instant, it seemed like a flash of lightning flashed.

The vision picture turned black and white.

Under the invisible ghost-faced killer's fist, from the fist bone to the shoulder bone, it burst inch like popcorn!

"ah--"

The shrill screams were like a yellow-flowered girl with her clothes torn.

The ghost-faced killer took a few steps back under his feet, and his entire right arm drooped like noodles.

He stared at Su Mu with incredible eyes, and cold sweat fell like rain.

"Just this? Is invincible under the eighth grade?" Su Mu smiled coldly and walked slowly towards the ghost-faced killer.

"Do you think about the consequences of the people from the Town Division?"

The ghost-faced killer turned his eyes and rushed to the window beside him without thinking. He had just approached the window, but suddenly a flash of light in front of him. Su Mu's figure was blocked from the window like a ghost.

The ghost-faced killer ran into Su Mu's hands like he bumped into him.

Su Mu took the opportunity to pinch the ghost-faced killer's neck and slowly lifted it up.

"Say, who are you, what purpose do you have, and why do you want to attack the people from the Town Division?"
Chapter completed!