"Ah...my hand..."

Jin Zhiyong hugged the bloody cut-off arm and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

Wen Jing on the other side was not much better, and she lay motionless at the desk, not knowing her life or death.

Zhu Dachang narrowed his swollen eyes, carefully identified the person in front of him, and then burst into laughter excitedly: "Hahahahahahahahaha...I...I know..."

"Hiss..." I don't know where the wound was touched, Zhu Dachang grinned in pain, "I... I knew Brother Chen would come to save me."

Chen Mu touched the oil paint on his face and said depressedly: "Damn, you can recognize this?"

He put on makeup on purpose just because he was worried that if someone recognized him.

"There are people I know who are willing to come and save me, and who can save me... except Brother Chen, there is no one else!"

"So that's it!" Chen Mu suddenly realized, then kicked Jin Zhiyong, who was crying and howling, and turned around and squatted down to help Zhu Dachang untie the wire rope.

"Is that what, I've been searching for you for a long time, and I finally found you! Don't play so much next time. If I come later for a few seconds, you will be burping."

Zhu Dachang grinned in pain: "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

"You must be careful of others, don't you know?"

Zhu Dachang shook off the wire rope wrapped around his hand and spit out blood: "Brother Chen taught me a lesson...I asked myself about this today."

At this moment, footsteps came from the door. He was shocked and saw that it was a woman with oil paint on her face, holding two unconscious men in her hand.

"This is my friend. I heard that something happened to you, so I came with me to save you."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Dachang hurriedly thanked him.

Si Nan threw the two men in his hand to the ground, closed the door and said, "Hurry up, someone will come soon."

"good!"

Zhu Dachang responded simply, bent down and grabbed the dagger and wire rope on the ground and walked towards Wen Jing in front of the desk.

There is a wire rope that wraps Wen Jing's hands and feet around her.

Zhu Dachang grabbed Wen Jing's hair and slapped him hard on his charming face.

"Baoba!!!"

Wen Jing, who was hit by the back, woke up. When she saw Zhu Dachang who was close to her and the shaking blade in her hand, a look of fear immediately appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"You...what do you want to do?" Wen Jing said as she struggled desperately, but her hands and feet were tied up. With her first-level warrior's strength, she was not enough to break the wire rope!

Zhu Dachang gasped and said, "I...I feel very bad now...I'm in pain all over my body. In short, you can say whatever I ask you. If I don't say it, or if I'm slowing down, I'll stab you."

Wen Jing said with a fierce look on her face: "You dare!"

"Then try it!" Zhu Dachang wanted to show a fierce expression, but his face was swollen and bloody at this time, "Say, where is Yu Xiaomu?"

Wen Jing looked at him coldly without saying a word.

"Puchi!" Zhu Dachang stabbed her in the thigh with a knife.

"Ah..." Wen Jing covered her legs with both hands and screamed.

Zhu Dachang pressed the knife on her face, "If you scream again, I'll cut it in the face."

Wen Jing shut up in a sensible way, but tears were dripping from the ground. At the same time, she looked at Zhu Dachang with hatred, as if she wanted to cut him into pieces.

Zhu Dachang ignored it, "Where is Yu Xiaomu?"

“…”

"Puchi--"

"ah……"

"Shut up!" Zhu Dachang had just suffered a non-human beating, and he was very cruel and ruthless when he took action. "Where is Yu Xiaomu?"

Although Wen Jing also had many lives on her hands, she rarely experienced social beatings. Therefore, her willpower was not firm, so she couldn't stand it after two blows. She said in tears: "I...I don't know, go and ask Mr. Feng."

Zhu Dachang immediately asked, "Why are you catching Yu Xiaomu? It's not just because of that secret treasure, right?"

Wen Jing: “…”

"Puff!"

"Ah..." Wen Jing screamed.

Zhu Dachang: "Hurry up and say it! If you don't say anything, I promise that the next stab will stab you in the face!"

Wen Jing's face was so painful that she distorted and changed color, "Because...because...because..."

Before Wen Jing finished speaking, Si Nan, who was standing at the door, said: "Someone is coming... many people!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh came from outside: "Is it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar!"

When Chen Mu heard this voice, he knew that the person who came outside was the handsome little master Shen Jianfeng.

His voice is very distinctive, with a confident voice like a dragon aotian-like honey.

Si Nan opened the door and saw a group of people coming outside, holding knives or guns in his hands, surrounding the office.

The person who stood quietly in front of the crowd was Song Jianfeng, who should have "dead".

At this time, Song Jianfeng looked at Chen Mu with his eyes curled up and said, "Brother Chen, long time no see!"

Chen Mu in the room looked around pretending to behave, then pointed to his nose and said, "You... are calling me? You are wrong. I am not a brother Chen. My name is Wu Dazhi. I am known as Hunyuan Pili Hand in the martial arts world."

Chen Jianfeng sneered: "I know Pili Hunyuan Shou, but his name is not Wu Dazhi."

Chen Mu touched the oil paint on his face and said strangely: "How do you know my identity? Am I really as distinctive and outstanding as a fireflies in the dark?"

Chen Jianfeng joked: "That's not the case, it's mainly due to the camera."

When Chen Mu heard this, he looked up and was stunned.

I saw two corners of the ceiling, one on the left and one on the right, each with a concealed pinhole camera...

Chen Mu laughed and said, "Oh, you're so embarrassed to see this incident... By the way, we always thought you were dead, but we didn't expect you to live well?"

Chen Jianfeng didn't say anything at all, but said quietly: "Are you surrendering, or do you want me to take action?"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "If you surrender, don't surrender, do I want to be face-saving?"

"Since that's the case, then move your muscles and bones!" After Chen Jianfeng said, he waved his hand and all the gunmen and thugs around him dispersed. "If someone wants to escape, he will kill him!"

Chen Mu looked at this scene and exclaimed: "It's good to have money. He's surrounded by people everywhere he goes, and he's really good at it!"

“…”

Si Nan looked at him speechlessly, and it was so angry that he was still studying whether there was a card or not. He was really nervous.

Then, without waiting for Chen Mu to speak, she stepped out of the office, moved her hands and feet for a while, and exuded her momentum and said, "Come on!"

"Hmph!" Song Jianfeng smiled coldly, "No wonder he is so arrogant. It turns out that there is a level 4 warrior!"

After Song Jianfeng finished speaking, he also burst out with energy, and the protective energy made his clothes rush, and he was also a level 4 warrior!

Si Nan, Chen Mu and Zhu Dachang all showed unexpected expressions on their faces.

Especially Chen Mu and Zhu Dachang, they knew that before entering GH2048, Song Jianfeng was still a third-level warrior without protective energy.

Unexpectedly, in less than half a month, he actually became a level 4 warrior.

Just when the few people were surprised, Shen Jianfeng had already soared into the air, like a big roc, pounced towards Si Nan.

Before the person could come, his fierce energy had already slashed his eardrums.

Si Nan was not willing to be outdone, so he rose up from the ground, and his hands stretched out eighteen palms in the air, turning into palm shadows, fighting against Song Jianfeng!

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"boom--!!!"

As the two intermediate warriors collided, their powerful energy shook and dispersed.

The ordinary gunmen around who had not even reached the level one warrior were suddenly blown to the point of being blown around by the strong wind.

Even a small number of first-level warriors retreated continuously.

There was only one old man in black in the crowd, standing there silently, watching the two of them with expressionless face!

Of course, there is Chen Mu.

In the air, Si Nan and Song Jianfeng fought for more than a dozen moves in a row.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"Puff puff puff puff!!"

"Click--"

Both of them were promoted to intermediate warriors not long after, and their strength was comparable, so they were hard to match.

Because the battle speed is too fast and people with insufficient strength cannot even see the battle process, they can only see two groups of black shadows.

Chen Mu can see clearly with his fiery eyes and golden eyes!

I was so excited at this moment.
To be continued...