To be honest, the guys in Songtao Villa are indeed a rabble.

Today, they finally managed to make a big vote, but now they can all go to the righteous hall to eat and drink and guess boxing, and there is no one on duty around the villa.

Xu Yang, who floated into the wall of Songtao Villa, was a little anxious.

At this time, he had no way not to hurry.

This group of cultists of the White Lotus Sect is the object of his bent heart to deal with.

If it were in normal times, Xu Yang would not have appeared in person at all.

Because just a few of them are no match for others at all.

With his current level of strength, what he can do is to follow behind these guys, determine their whereabouts, and then call someone to come over and encircle them.

Now, those five cultists of the White Lotus Sect are not only tied hand and foot, but they are also tightly tied.

And one of them was also cut off by the bear owner of Songtao Villa.

In this case, it is the best time to deal with these few White Lotus Sect cultists.

But now, seeing that chubby guy, he was about to break the rope tied to his body, but this group of wine bags and rice bags in Songtao Villa didn't notice it at all.

Just imagine, when that fat man whose martial arts cultivation has reached the pinnacle of first-class middle grade successfully breaks free from the rope, who can control him among these small fish and shrimp present?

At that time, even if he is allowed to go with those guys in Songtao Villa, it is estimated that he will only be stabbed.

This result is not what Xu Yang wants.

Therefore, Xu Yang could only risk revealing his identity and go down in person to see if he could take the opportunity to solve the problem.

"Master Xiong, be careful, the rope on that fat man's body is about to be broken by him!"

Before the person arrived, a high-pitched cry had already erupted from Xu Yang's mouth.

The owner of the bear farm, who was still the old god, was frightened by Xu Yang's warning on the spot.

How many catties and taels he has, he knows better than anyone else.

If it weren't for the skillful Ma Liangxing, who relied on one mouth to fool these five guys, even if he sent the entire Songtao Villa people to the field, he wouldn't be able to keep these tough guys.

I just killed one of the other party's people, and now if the fat man in front of him breaks free, then where can he still live?

In addition to palpitations, this guy surnamed Xiong quickly raised the long sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood, and slashed at the fat man.

Compared with his own life, those windfalls without shadows are no longer important.

And the fat man of the White Lotus Sect was extremely depressed at this time.

You must know that what was tied to them was Ma Liangxing's specially taken hemp rope that had been soaked in water.

This thing isn't that easy to break.

Thanks to the fact that when he was lying in the dungeon, he grabbed a small angular stone from the ground.

Then it took a lot of time to grind a small opening.

It was because of that opening that he would now try to break the rope with internal force.

Seeing that he was about to break the rope that bound him, he was almost free again.

As a result, that mouthy bastard actually shouted such a sentence at this critical moment, which caused him to fall short.

Looking at the long sword in the hand of the bear owner, it was about to stab him in the throat.

This fat man from the White Lotus Sect was full of unwillingness in his heart.

In the next second, I saw him open his mouth, take a big mouthful of thick phlegm, "poof", and spit it on the other party's face.

Shit, even if it's a dying person, I'm going to turn into a terrible ghost and give you hateful bastards a good look.

Seeing this large mouthful of disgusting thick phlegm coming straight to his face, the owner of the bear farm subconsciously flashed to the side.

And then, the unexpected happened.

Taking advantage of the fact that the owner of the bear farm was avoiding the thick phlegm, the tall thin man who was negotiating with him just now actually lowered his head and hit him directly.

That's right, the hands and feet are tightly tied to a tall thin man, and now he can only rely on his not too iron head to help the fat man delay a little time.

The owner of the bear farm, who was forced to flash to the side by a mouthful of thick phlegm, saw a tall and thin man who was tied up like a dumpling, and actually wanted to sneak attack him with his head.

The owner of the bear farm was furious on the spot.

That fat man uses saliva to disgust people, forget it, you fucking dare to use your head as a secret weapon.

Is it true that the long sword in the hand of the owner of this village is a vegetarian?

Angry, the owner of the bear farm didn't care about the fat man.

I saw that his wrist flipped, and the long sword in his hand had already changed its target, and it was directly cut at the head that hit him.

Seeing the long sword with a cold glow slashing at his head, the tall thin man who wanted to buy some time for the fat man couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

With his hands and feet tied, where can he be flexible to dodge?

In desperation, the tall and thin man could only turn his heart sideways, directly grab the ground with his head, and try to use the tumbling move to avoid the opponent's attack after falling to the ground.

But the bear owner of Songtao Villa is also a second-rate martial artist.

If he can't even deal with this guy who ties his hands and feet, where will he have the opportunity to be the honorary speaker of Songtao Villa?

The tall and thin man's dying throes only took him a little more time.

After the other party rolled forward for two weeks, the blade that followed him directly cut off the tall and thin head.

Don't look at the time from the thin and tall man hitting someone with his head to his head being cut off by the bear owner, it took a few breaths in total.

But just a few breaths of time are extremely critical for that fat man.

Because when the owner of the bear village lifted the bloody long sword again and was about to go to the other party for trouble, the fat man with red eyes suddenly shouted, "Break it for me!"

In the next second, the soaked hemp rope tied to him was broken into several pieces on the spot.

And these broken hemp ropes, like flying silver snakes, flew out in all directions.

Seeing this, the bear owner of Songtao Villa shrank his head in fright on the spot, turned around and wanted to run outside the village.

At this time, nothing is more important than a small life.

Right now, this guy who can break the thumb-thick wet hemp rope directly into several pieces is not something he can deal with.

It's a pity that this honorary speaker of Songtao Villa still ran too slowly.

When he turned around to run, the fat man, who was full of fire, had already caught up.

This guy in front of him not only instructed the nonsense-filled goods, but also numbed them with sweat medicine.

And just now in front of him, he killed two of his companions

How can this kind of hateful scum be easily let go?

Martial arts cultivation is a fat man who has reached the peak of the first-class middle grade, that is not covered, after regaining his free body, he immediately showed his terrifying level of strength.

The owner of the bear farm, who turned to run away, had only run a few steps, and the fat man who was galloping towards him had already crashed into the other party's back.

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