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Chapter 158: The idea of ??piercing the sky! (Seeking full order)

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At this time, the nursing staff of Anle Yuan also heard the news and rushed upstairs with knife rollers, intending to teach the troublemaker a profound lesson. When they saw Hua Niang lying in a pool of blood, they were all shocked and wanted to rush forward to take action.

Someone who was following the second master of the Chen family quickly shouted: "Save my second master quickly. If anything happens to the second master, your boss will not be able to bear the consequences!"

The nursing staff obviously knew that the second master of the Chen family had an unusual identity, so they hurriedly sent two people to rescue Hua Niang, while the rest of them all shouted and rushed towards Hua Twelve.

Ma Chunhua was about to stop him when Hua Twelve grabbed the second young master with one hand and used the blade of the Lengyue sword with the other hand to pat the second young master on the forehead and laughed loudly:

"Whoever dares to come here, I will kill him!"

Hua Twelve's three blows were very powerful. The second young master was knocked so hard that he screamed and became dizzy. Three big bumps were visible on his forehead. He screamed heartbreakingly:

"Don't come here. If I hurt a finger, you will die badly!"

When he shouted, all the thugs who were guarding the hospital stopped, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Just kidding, if something happens to the second young master from Chen Ge's hometown, even the Yangzhou magistrate wouldn't be able to handle it. They little shrimps would be doomed.

These home guard thugs did not dare to step forward and shouted to Hua Twelve: "Let the second master go quickly, otherwise you will not be able to get out of this happy home!"

Hua Twelve was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and ordered to Ma Chunhua: "Tip their acupuncture points for me!"

Ma Chunhua immediately used the "Tian Luo Di Net Shi" body technique, and like a wisp of green smoke, it floated around the second floor slowly and quickly, using the orchid brushing hand to hit the acupuncture points of the guards and followers.

Stop and stop them from moving.

In addition, in order to prevent these people from yelling and making her father unhappy, she simply sealed their mute points. At this time, these people could not move except their eyes.

Hua Twelve nodded with satisfaction and said to Ma Chunhua: "Go and order everyone on the first floor and in the backyard. Before we leave Yangzhou, we can't let these people get in the way!"

Ma Chunhua responded, moved her steps lightly, and walked downstairs.

Hua Twelve turned to look at the Zhang sisters. The two little girls were frightened by the bloody scene in front of them. The two sisters hugged each other and shivered.

He pointed at the guards who had their acupoints tapped, and asked the two sisters: "Which one is Master Zhao, who is sparring with your father? Point it out so that I can get to know you!"

Speaking of this, both sisters showed anger on their faces. One of them, the bold one, pointed at one of the thugs and said with a cry:

"That's him. It's not a competition at all. My father is a tofu maker and doesn't know martial arts. How can I have a competition with him?"

Another followed: "He came to the door with the deed of sale and asked my father to sell us and compensate the flower girl. My father refused, so he beat my father and injured him. Wuwu..."

By the end I was crying.

The person the Zhang sisters were referring to was a mighty-looking man among the nursing staff.

Hua Twelve turned his head and said to Master Zhao with a smile: "You love to compete with others so much, you must be a master. It just so happens that I know how to do it. Let's compete with each other. I will chop you with a knife now. You

If you don’t agree, just say something!”

The martial artist surnamed Zhao had his acupuncture points tapped. He couldn't speak, and how could he speak? He was so anxious that cold sweat covered his forehead, but he could only stand there motionless, with the same look in his eyes as the Zhang sisters before.

The meaning of fear.

Leng Yue's sword passed through his neck silently, and before blood spurted out, Hua Twelve kicked him out and rolled him directly next to the old bustard.

The old madam had already died from excessive blood loss, and the martial artist named Zhao who was ordered by her to injure Doufu Zhang soon followed in her footsteps.

At that time, Hua Niang and Zhao Wushi were both swordsmen, but now they have become nothing but fish.

Tomorrow will be the result of today's consequences. This is the retribution in this world, and there is no escape.

Mr. Chen was so frightened that the two people he ordered to be the swordsmen were dead. How could he, the mastermind behind the scenes, get away with it? He exclaimed: "You can't kill me, you can't kill me. Our Haining Chen family

There is plenty of money, and I will give you whatever you want..."

Hua Twelve threw him to the ground in disgust, kicked him with his toes, hit an acupuncture point on his waist, and was about to kill him with a knife.

Second Young Master Chen felt numb all over and could not move, but he could still speak and said in a trembling voice: "My third brother Chen Jialuo is the chief rudder of the Red Flower Club. You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

Hua Twelve shook his head with a look of disdain. Among the three sons of the Chen family, the eldest is Qianlong, the current Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and the third is the chief rudder of the Red Flower Society. The second one who stayed with his parents is nothing.

The fact that the third son of Chen Ge is the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club is so secret. The second son of Chen Ge actually announced it in public just to survive. He is really a loser.

At this time, Ma Chunhua came back and said to Hua Twelve: "Master, they are all clicked. We can't untie them until we have half a day!"

Hua Twelve pondered for a moment, and then ordered: "Go and see if there is a carriage in this An Le Yuan. If there is, get one parked at the door. Let's take these two girls and leave together!"

Ma Chunhua nodded and said with a smile: "I just knocked down all the grooms in the backyard. At that time, I saw two large cars parked outside the stables. Please don't wait, I will go and hitch the cars now!"

After saying that, he hurried away again.

Hua Twelve then looked at Mr. Chen Er, who looked expectantly. When the latter looked at him, he trembled again:

"My third brother is really the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid there will no longer be a place for you in the world!"

The second young master Chen thought that Hua Twelve did not kill him immediately because he was intimidated by the name of the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Club. At this time, he spoke again. Although he was still a little scared, he was more confident and even threatened him.

Already.

Hua Twelve curled his lips in a funny way: "So what about the Red Flower Club, what about Chen Jialuo, are you sure you can suppress me when you bring him out?"

He remembered that in the original plot, during the World Heads Conference, all the heads of the Red Flower Club came to the capital with Chen Jialuo to pay homage to Princess Xiangxiang.

Not to mention, if you kill Chen Er now, you will really have a chance to confront Chen Jialuo.

But as Hua Twelve himself said, so what about Chen Jialuo.

When he was about to chop this loser to death, something suddenly occurred to him. Qianlong held a meeting of leaders, and Chen Jialuo was also going to the capital. If he got this loser Chen Er to the capital, Chen Ge's three sons would gather together.

.

Hua Twelve suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a shocking idea appeared in his mind.
Chapter completed!
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