Finally, the group of guys are settled. Yue listens to the wind and is relieved. Today is not a vain visit.

Lu xiuche stood beside him, stunned. Is it over?

Before he even had time to do it, he saw Yue Tingfeng jumping and spinning in a pile of fallen people. The stick in his hand was playing tiger making wind. He was not tall, but he was very flexible. The movements of the adult men were slow. Yue Tingfeng's stick seemed to have long eyes, and it was aimed at their weaknesses The injured place was beaten, and those people were beaten in a short time. They all fell down, like dead dogs.

The two teenagers stood out in the middle of a group of fallen people.

Lu xiuche didn't know how to describe his feelings in words. He looked at Yue, listened to the wind, and looked at the ground. He couldn't help swallowing.

It's not easy for him to live to the present. Thanks to his rich father, otherwise he would have been killed long ago.

Looking at Yue Tingfeng again, Lu xiuche silently shrinks his neck. Now he has two words in his mind - gap!

He asked Yue Tingfeng, "we are now "Go?"

Yue Tingfeng still had blood on his stick. He didn't let it go to prevent someone from suddenly getting up. He said, "why don't you go? Do you want to stay here with them?"

Lu xiuche shook his head: "no, of course not."

Yue listened to the wind and stepped over a man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive. "Then don't dawdle and go quickly."

Most of the people in this room are dead. We must report to the police immediately.

Otherwise, if it's late, it's estimated that there will be some unnecessary troubles.

Lu xiuche follows Yue Tingfeng closely for fear that he will fall down. He just walks too flustered and doesn't see his feet clearly. He steps on a man whose arm is about to break, and even steps on someone else's wound. The painful man, like a corpse, gives out a shrill scream and rubs.

Lu xiuche rushed forward. In a hurry, he stepped on several ghost houses in a row. The ghost house, which had been a little quiet, became lively again.

Yue can't help but roll his eyes when he listens to the wind. I didn't expect that the boy would be so suspicious.

"Lu xiuche, you're too counsellor. In the future, you'd better not say you know me. I feel ashamed."

There were a lot of people who were trampled by Lu xiuche. He was so scared that no matter whether he stepped on people again or not, he ran all the way to catch up with them: "Hey, Yue Tingfeng, don't do that, you walk slowly, wait for me, these people are so scary."

Yue Tingfeng's mouth twitches to scare people. He's either dead or disabled. These people have lost their fighting power. What else can they do to him? It's a coward to say it a hundred times.

Lu xiuche catches up with Yue. Listening to the wind, he holds his arm and refuses to let go of anything.

Yue Tingfeng tried to shake him off. He said angrily, "my hand is not for you. Please let go, let go I'll let you loose... "

Lu xiuche is afraid: "for a while, I'll loosen it when I get out of here, OK?"

"No, let go."

Yue Tingfeng felt that he was holding a boy in his hand. He was disgusted by what he thought and felt that something was wrong.

His hand, holding Qingsi is enough. As for the others, hum, please go away.

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