"Twenty six." Shaoyang road of Chu.

He killed twenty-six people in a row in this instant, which has already shocked everyone.

The people in the Wanhua building looked at him as if they had seen a murderer from hell. Their eyes were full of fear and fear.

Their legs were soft, and they wanted to escape, but the murderer was blocking the door, making them dare not move.

Chu Shaoyang turned and faced them.

There was no expression on his pretty face. He said faintly: "I asked this young master to inquire about a person's information, but he refused to tell me. I had no choice but to kill someone. I hope he can tell me what I want to know before killing all of you. Otherwise, you don't want to leave here alive today."

His tone was calm, like telling a simple fact.

But no one thought he was bluffing, because they all witnessed Chu Shaoyang's method of killing people.

There was a terrible look on everyone's face.

"Please, please, don't kill us."

"We don't know anything."

"We are all innocent, innocent!"

They knelt down one after another and begged bitterly, but Chu Shaoyang didn't even lift his eyelashes.

"It's no use begging me. Your lives are in the hands of this young man. If he says a word, you can live."

As soon as his voice fell, his fingers lifted and a small piece of wood popped up. The strong wind blew out and hit one of them on the forehead.

The man yelled, rolled over and died, blood gushing out of a hole in the middle of his forehead.

"Twenty seven." Shaoyang, Chu.

A small piece of light wood can knock a hole out of a person's hard frontal bone. Who can believe this skill if it's not seen by your own eyes!

Mr. Qian Mian almost broke his finger.

Only then did he find that Chu Shaoyang was more powerful and terrible than he had imagined.

And he is not afraid to play, he will really kill all the people in wanhualou!

Wanhualou is a very secret contact of Zixiao Pavilion in Nanyue capital. It will be destroyed once it is destroyed. How can Qian Mian not feel sad.

Although there is no Zixiao Pavilion among the people killed by Chu Shaoyang, their people will soon be exposed, and the result is that they will all die in Chu Shaoyang's hands.

"Young master, please help us!"

"This childe, no matter what he wants to know, please tell him, he will really kill all of us!"

All of them were frightened by Chu Shaoyang. They didn't even dare to look at him again. They all turned around and begged Qianmian.

The young man with thousand faces raised his head, and there was no expression on his face.

How can he look at these ants' lives!

Chu Shaoyang, you don't want me to admit defeat!

"Well, what's the use of a bunch of rubbish in this world?" Chu Shaoyang sighed. Another piece of wood flew out. More than a dozen people turned over and died.

The rest of them were so frightened that they could not afford to beg. They gave a cry and turned to the back door to escape.

However, Chu Shaoyang's body was like a ghost, fluttering, and then he slapped him in the back of his heart, and the man spewed blood to death.

His left sleeve flew out and swept over a person's head. It was like a heavy hammer that his light sleeve beat his brain.

"Want to escape? It will only make you die faster. " Chu Shaoyang said coldly.

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