Chapter 133

The death of the woman changed the faces of the mercenaries who had rushed madly towards Luo Yunyang. The reason why they dare to rush towards Luo Yunyang is very simple, because they think Luo Yunyang has no strength.

But I didn't expect that Luo Yunyang still had such means! It can be said that this throwing knife has suppressed all their last energy and spirit.

"Kneel down and don't kill!" Luo Yunyang, who stands proudly on the beach, still has a calm voice, but in this calm, there is a dignity that makes people tremble.

Santo was the first to kneel on the ground. Although he was very cruel, he also had to face different people.

All the mercenaries knelt on the ground and dared not move at all. At this time, Luo Yunyang quickly cut down the Throwing Knife towards the hands and feet of many mercenaries.

The throwing knife driven by the spirit doesn't give people the strength to resist at all. Although Santo and other mercenaries are in great pain, they dare not make any sound.

Now they are fish, while Luo Yunyang is in charge of their life and death, so they dare not complain.

"He's very careful!" The old man on the small mountain has a trace of admiration in his voice.

While Alice quietly looked at Luo Yunyang, who was like a javelin, and said faintly, "I'm afraid it's difficult for his body to resume action now. The spear just now should have drained all his strength."

The old man said with fear in his voice, "Miss, that spear, even me, is not easy to avoid. It's terrible!"

Alice didn't speak, but there was a strange brilliance in her eyes when she looked at Luo Yunyang.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yunyang finally recovered his ability to move. He stepped onto the yacht, and no one dared to make any sound when he walked towards the yacht.

Luo Yunyang came to the greedy wolf. He ignored the greedy wolf with big eyes and took down the wrought iron spear directly.

There was no blood. The refined iron spear had no trace of just killing people. It was still heavy, but at the moment, Luo Yunyang held it, but there was a kind of flesh and blood connection.

When he opened the door, Luo Yunyang saw the man bound with Pipa bones. A trace of anger appeared in his eyes.

The man with only one eye saw Luo Yunyang at this time, and a strange look burst out of his eyes.

"Boss Luo, I didn't expect to see you here. Hahaha, i... I'm so happy."

Luo Yunyang looked at the man with one eye. In his originally calm eyes, a trace of madness suddenly appeared.

He knew this man very well. Although he was not too outstanding or too ostentatious, he was one of the people who accompanied Professor Qin out of the sun and Moon Palace.

In ZuLong mausoleum, although he was seriously injured, he survived, but now, he is tortured by no one, no ghost!

"Boss Luo, the secret recipe... I said more than half of the secret recipe. I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will cause huge losses to our thirteen Oriental cities. They sent me all the way to ask the top spiritual master to search my soul. They don't believe... Me!"

"I know that I committed a heinous crime. I betrayed the thirteen Oriental cities, but... But I have no way."

When the man said this, only one of his eyes shed tears, which were bloodstained tears.

"I should keep my greatest loyalty, but they caught my daughter. She's only 13 years old. Boss Luo, I'm her father."

The man looked extremely sad. He breathed heavily. Such a rapid breath was related to the pain in his body and his daughter. It was like trying to relieve the pain through breathing, otherwise he would suffocate and die. Luo Yunyang looked at the man who was wearing a lute bone and didn't have a piece of good meat, and burst into tears.

Men have no tears!

Luo Yunyang has always put this sentence in his heart, but now at this time, he finds that he can't do it at all.

"Tell me, why did you get caught here in Tianxiong army?" Luo Yunyang grabbed the man's arm and asked in a deep voice.

The man didn't say anything, but Luo Yunyang's mental strength was not comparable to that of a man. He said in a deep voice, "don't you want to save your daughter?"

"It's Nie Xin. He led people to catch me." The man gnawed his teeth, full of resentment!

Nie Xin! Luo Yunyang was only familiar with one of these two words, but the moment he heard it, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Nie family?" Luo Yunyang looked at the man and asked solemnly in his voice.

"Yes, even the Nie family, I didn't expect that he would do such a thing!" Some crazy men shook their mutilated arms in pain, and drops of blood flowed from his wound.

"Don't get excited, the future is long!" Luo Yunyang came to the man and said in a deep voice.

"Boss Luo, I have run out of oil and the lamp is dry. They hang my life by special means. The reason why I insist on living is to see my daughter survive." The more sober the man is, the more calm he is.

"I'm so stupid. How can I believe them? In fact, after they killed me, my daughter..."

At this time, his wounds became more and more ferocious.

Luo Yunyang looked at the crazy man and gently shook his head. Although he had a wooden source of vitality, at this time, the man's injury, as he said, was exhausted and the lamp was dry, so he couldn't live at all.

"Poof!" Outside the yacht, a mercenary who ran desperately towards the sea and wanted to run for his life in the water was cut in two by Luo Yunyang's throwing knife.

TOSAN and others, who were ready to move, seemed more frightened. They knelt on the ground one by one and dared not act rashly again.

"Boss Luo, i... bury me in... In the sea. I have no face to go back to the East!" The man calmed down slowly, but there was no look in his pupils.

Luo Yunyang nodded and said faintly, "Liu Cai, don't worry. As long as your daughter is still alive, I will save her."

Hearing Luo Yunyang's promise, Liu Cai, who was nailed to the post, seemed to relax, and a trace of relief came out of the corners of his mouth.

Luo Yunyang was extremely silent. He looked at Liu Cai who had been tortured. Now he died silently. It was like a wild fire burning madly in his heart!

This kind of burning is more turbulent than he heard that the prescription was stolen!