"What did you say?" Ghost Cry plucked his ears: "I didn't hear clearly, you say it again." ”

The steward smiled stiffly, and with a move of the hand hidden behind him, the thugs around him gradually approached, and he gritted his teeth: "Ghost master, you do this, it's not good!"

"Isn't it good?" Ghost Cry looked around, then shook his head, "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Ghost master, although I don't understand how you did it, but there is no one else around you who did this kind of thing. ”

Ghost Cry was shocked: "It's not me, I don't, don't wronged people." ”

The steward sighed: "Ghost master, this thing is not fun. ”

Ghost Cry suddenly grinned, "Do you have proof?"

There was a sound of brushing, and a knife with a cow ear was dragged out.

In the bright knife edge, the steward took a step back and hid behind a group of thugs: "Ghost master, we don't need evidence." ”

Under the ghost crying, Old Ghost Lin trembled. As an old fritter, of course he knows that the sword has no eyes, once the fight starts......

As soon as he thought of this, he struggled with all his might. However, the hand of the ghost crying pressed on him like Tarzan, and he could not break free.

Ghost Cry frowned, and suddenly bent his finger to the back of his head, and suddenly, he fainted.

Then, Devil Cry threw the bag he was carrying on the table, reached in, grasped the hilt, and pulled out the long knife with a thud.

When the steward saw this scene, his expression was awe-inspiring: "It seems that the ghost master has been prepared, but I don't know how I provoked you." ”

Ghost Cry laughed: "I'll talk about it after fighting." ”

"Up!" I don't know who is not interested, and a group of thugs swarm up.

The wind is up!

The bright blade shook dazzlingly, and the ghost cry narrowed his eyes, and took a step forward, and the long knife in his hand delivered a short blow.

There was a "clang", and a sharp knife fell to the ground.

One of them hugged his arms and screamed. This knife can be regarded as blowing the horn of the charge.

The ghost cave only had time to cut out a knife before the rest of the people rushed up. He stepped back, another knife, and one fell to the ground with his leg clutched.

Two sharp knives stabbed at him, and Ghost Cried dodged one of them, and kicked the other one away with his foot. The man flew out and knocked over the two of them, falling to the ground, clutching his chest and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

A diminutive thug bent his waist and quietly walked around Devil Cry's side, and handed out a knife that stabbed him straight in the waist.

It's not that he doesn't want to go around behind Ghost Cry, it's just that the position where Ghost Cry stands doesn't allow him to do so.

Devil Cry had his back to the table, half a step away from the table, a distance that allowed him to advance and retreat freely, and just enough to keep others from getting behind him.

At the same time, as a person who has practiced martial arts all year round, it is a basic operation to see and listen to all directions. Therefore, this sneak attack naturally failed.

Ghost Cry had already noticed this sinister guy, he pretended to be ignorant at first, and when the guy handed out the knife, he kicked him in the knee, and he fell directly to the ground.

Then, a knife forced back the other thugs, and then a knife handle smashed into the head of this guy.

There was a muffled "bang", and the guy was covered in blood, lying on the ground and humming.

The rest of the thugs did not dare to step forward easily, gesturing with sharp knives and pushing each other.

Ghost Cry put the knife on his shoulder and raised his chin: "Hey, do you still want to fight? But if I fight again, I won't keep my hand." ”

Beads of sweat rolled down the butler's forehead, he had always heard about the ghost master's ability, and now he had seen it.

A group of people surrounded him, and he was injured a few, but he didn't break his oily skin at all, this is the first time he has seen this ability.

He has ever seen the most capable fight, that is, the godson of the boss.

The guy took five people and more than 30 people to fight against each other, and finally killed more than 30 people, covered in blood, and killed three brothers.

But even so, it can't compare to the understatement of the ghost master in front of him.

Another person poured in one after another, and when I counted it carefully, the number of people had reached more than 20 people. The steward's expression changed, and finally gritted his teeth: "Up, Dark Qingzi greets!"

Suddenly, sharp knives, axes, and lime bags flew head-on.

Ghost Cry's expression changed, and he jumped backwards, turning over on the table, and the table was also overturned, standing upright. Suddenly, those hidden weapons hit the table with a ding-dong bang.

Wind reversal!

Ghost Cry half-knelt on the ground, shoulders on the table, listening intently.

Messy footsteps rang out, and someone flanked from both sides.

Crisp ringtone, suddenly ringing!

The ghost cried with his hand to his waist, and threw his head back without looking back.

Immediately followed, lunged forward, and rolled out.

A scream came from behind him, and as soon as one of the thugs came up, he saw a cold star flash, and then he was stabbed in the chest.

He felt a sharp pain, and his strength was drained, and then he fell to the ground with a scream, and the accomplices behind him shrank back in fright.

And at this moment, Devil Cry has already turned over and gone out.

The knife flashed, and one person fell to the ground with his leg clutched.

In another flash, a person was pierced by a knife, screaming in pain, and grabbed the blade of the knife hard.

Devil Cry drew the knife, and the bloody arrow shot out, and all eight fingers fell to the ground in unison, rolling in all directions.

The man fell to his knees and let out an even more terrible wail.

The two rushed to the front one left and one right, and the man on the right only felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and he was hit by the ghost crying in the chest.

In the chest, in a crackling sound of bone crackling, the whole person rose into the air and flew out upside down.

The other let out the howl of the fat pig before he died, and he slashed indiscriminately with a knife.

Oni Cry stepped back, avoiding the messy light of the knife, then held his breath and raised his hand to slash down, bright red blood splattered on the roof, and an arm holding the knife fell to the ground.

The man paused, and a straight line of blood spread from the top of his head through his eyebrows to his crotch.

The next moment, the blood mist exploded.

The man was split in half and fell to the ground on both sides.

Large expanses of hot blood spurted out, and steaming internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The three thugs in the vicinity were covered in blood, two of them screamed and turned their heads and ran, and the remaining one was shaking like an electric shock, the stench came out, and the crotch of his pants was already wet.

He watched the ghost cry, already frightened, his upper and lower teeth bumping, and constantly "clucking......".

Finally, I rolled my eyes and fainted.

"Ahhhhh......h

Smooth sailing!

The four of them went around the table and rushed over from the side screaming frantically.

The long knife in his hand shook slightly, and there was a buzz.

Ghost Cry raised his hand with a knife, and the light of the knife was like a silver line obliquely dividing the world into two, and the person in front of him spurted blood on his chest and was directly slashed to the ground.

A man immediately behind rushed forward and slashed out.

Ghost Cry's short body flashed, and the two staggered, and Ghost Cry suddenly raised his hand, the knife pointed outward, and slashed across his waist.

The man ran a few steps, and the internal organs spewed out, and he quickly stopped, threw down the knife, grabbed the fallen internal organs, and wailed in despair.