The bullet left a hole on the sofa, and the surroundings were burned, and slowly blue smoke came out from it.

Jin Dafang gasped. If this hit him in the head, he would be a headshot.

"I'll give you the last minute to sign immediately, otherwise..."

"How about it?"

Masato Inoue suddenly grinned: "Your daughter was tied up by us, and I forgot to tell you that your family is now surrounded by us!"

When Jin Dafang heard this, he panicked: "What did you say?"

"If you don't sign..." As he shook his head, Inoue Masato said: "We Fusang people have always been lustful in the hearts of you Chinese. Since your daughter is very beautiful, why not show you how lustful we are!"

"If you dare to touch our daughter, I...I will fight you!"

"Don't be excited." Inoue Masaru shook his gun and said word by word: "If you don't sign, then you won't die Zhou Yuhang. Today, your Jin Dafang family will become a nanny!"

"Okay, okay, you're ruthless..." At this point, Jin Dafang simply took the initiative and smiled sadly: "Whatever you want!"

Masano Inoue was stunned: "What did you say?"

Jin Dafang ignored Jingou Zhengsu, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, let out a long sigh, and said to himself: "Son-in-law, your father-in-law, I have done everything I can..."

...

As agreed, after the three of them met the time, Zi Tong rushed to the back door, while Si Hongchu and Huang Hun came to the front door.

Huang Hun looked around and confirmed that no one was there. He suddenly asked, "What are you using?"

Si Hongchu shook his head helplessly: "There is nothing available."

"Can you use a flying knife?"

Si Hongchu doesn't know how to use it, but he is quite accurate with his experience of killing birds in the countryside. It was because of this ability that Si Hongchu could win completely with his darts with Lao Hei.

“It’s almost useful.”

Huang Hun threw something to Si Hongchu: "Teacher Zi asked me to give it to you."

This is a bunch of black straps, about one arm long. After being unfolded, it is densely packed with flying knives.

These flying knives are a little bigger than the thumb, without a handle, and are very sharp on one end and blunt on the other end.

"Why didn't Teacher Zi give it to me personally?"

Huang Hun didn't answer, but just said, "It's best for you to use it. Inject all your strength into it and aim at it. If you can't use it, there is no other way."

"You haven't answered me yet..."

Huang Hun interrupted Si Hongchu's words: "Time is up, do it."

The door was locked, Huang Hun kicked over, and with a thunderous sound, the entire door fell down in an instant. Si Hongchu even felt that even the ground shook a few times.

There were two Fusang people in the door, wearing straight dark gray suits, saying something.

When they saw someone breaking in, they were stunned at first, and then rushed over together.

Si Hongchu subconsciously pulled out a flying knife and shot at the first Fusang man. Although this was the first time he used it, Si Hongchu felt comfortable.

The flying knife hit the head of Fusang man and burst into a bloody flower with a "bang". He fell to the ground like a zombie who was shot in the game.

Another Fusang man raised his fist and hit Si Hongchu. Huang Hun pulled out a soft sword from his waist. In just a flash, he burst into a ball of silver light, covering the Fusang man's arm.

The Fusang people immediately screamed, and saw blood mixed with minced meat splashing out of the ball of silver light. When the silver light dissipated, only bones remained on the whole arm, and the flesh and blood were slashed cleanly.

Si Hongchu couldn't help but gasp in his eyes. This yellow soul was so powerful, and the scene in front of him was too terrifying.

The Fusang man screamed and staggered away. Si Hongchu pulled out a flying knife and shot it on his chest.

This flying knife seems to have been specially designed and is completely different from an ordinary flying knife. It can burst out with power that is far more powerful than * when used with superpowers.

The Fusang people's chest was blown open, and their flesh and blood were blown away, and they could see pale ribs.

The fight alarmed the other Fusang people. More than a dozen people rushed down from the building, holding high * and rushing towards Si Hongchu and Huang Hun.

It was not until this time that Si Hongchu saw clearly that Huang Hun’s weapon was not an ordinary soft sword.

This sword is very thin, and under normal conditions, less than one arm long, with double-sided blades, which looks not much different from ordinary short swords, but only has the hilt, but there is no dragon swallowing mouth and guard guards. In fact, the soft sword is divided into more than twenty sections, connected to each other by a machine spring. Huang Hun just swung hard and spread it out like a long whip and rolled it towards the Fusang people.

The soft sword seemed to have life in Huang Hun's hand, and it changed into various incredible shapes. The silver snake wrapped around the Fusang man in front.

When Huang Hun pulled the sword back, most of the body of the Fusang man had been peeled off, and he was still in a position to rush up, and his hand was still holding high.

Si Hongchu rushed up, took the handful, and then kicked the body down.

A Fusang man rushed over from the side, Si Hongchu took two steps back, gave way to the other party's knife, and then adjusted his * and stabbed him in the other party's lower abdomen.

*The body came out, and the Fusang man shook his body a few times, and his eyes gradually became unconscious.

Si Hongchu pulled out *, slashed in the chest, and kicked it up at the same time.

The Fusang man fell to the ground without saying a word, and another Fusang man rushed up from behind and slashed at Si Hongchu with his head.

Si Hongchu raised the knife and blocked it, and his arm suddenly felt a trembling and a little sore. But Si Hongchu did not hesitate and kicked the other party's chest. The other party retreated and avoided it. Si Hongchu followed a step and stabbed the knife straight into the chest.

For a moment, the Fusang people kept screaming and fell down one by one.

Driven by strong anger, Si Hongchu became more and more braver in the battle, and later he did not dodge at all. The other party slashed the knife over, and Si Hongchu greeted the knife faster.

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded, Huang Hun's body shook, and a wisp of blood flowed down his shoulders.

A Fusang man stood on the stairs and fired his gun. Si Hongchu raised his hand and knocked the Fusang man's arm with a gun to pieces. Then another knife broke the Fusang man's abdomen.

Si Hongchu came to Huang Hun: "How is it?"

"It's okay." Huang Hun simply wiped the wound: "It's just a skin trauma, and the bullet didn't stay inside..."

Huang Hun and Si Hongchu stood side by side, not paying attention to the movement behind him. Before Huang Hun finished speaking, a shining * slashed towards Si Hongchu.

If this knife was implemented, half of Si Hongchu's shoulder would be removed, but the knife stopped at a distance of only a few inches from Si Hongchu.

It was Zi Tong who rushed over. She used a pair of iron rulers. Fusang also had similar weapons, but it was called the ronin fork. She pierced the Fusang man's arm, forced the blade to stop, and the other one was pierced on the Fusang man's chest.

The Fusang people on the first floor were basically wiped out, with blood and internal organs scattered everywhere. Many corpses were posing in strange positions, and in some places the corpses were piled up together, which looked quite terrifying.

"It's so lingering..." Huang Hun sighed and asked Zi Tong anxiously: "When you came in, did you find anything?"

"No." Zi Tong shook her head: "I just came all the way and met you, and I didn't encounter any other situation!"

Huang Hun immediately asked Si Hongchu again: "Where is your friend locked up?"

Si Hongchu sighed helplessly: "I don't know."

Zi Tong also sighed: "I can only search one by one..."

As soon as Zi Tong finished speaking, the ground suddenly swayed slightly, and the shaking was very regular, and there was also a "bang bang" sound.

Looking in the direction where the sound came, the three of them were a little surprised, and a huge fat man was shaking down the stairs.

Some people say that fat people should be treated well, because fat people are all chickens

A short chicken will not pose a harm to picking up girls. Some people also say that most fat people have good tempers and will not fight back if they bully them.

But this fat man was different. He came to the three of them with a fierce murderous aura and smiled coldly, saying something in Fusang's words.

The three of them looked at each other: "Who will?"

"Leave it to me." Si Hongchu took a deep breath and slowly vomited out: "Go upstairs and go to save Zhou Yuhang, please."

Huang Hun and Zi Tong bypassed the fat man and quickly went upstairs, while Si Hongchu stood in front of the fat man.

This is really a heavyweight opponent, super fat, and with just one step, even the earth seems to be trembling.

His hair was very long, combed smoothly on the back of his head, and then tied his temples. Although he was wearing a very loose fusan kimono, he could feel the fat on his body trembling constantly.

It can be said that this is simply a mountain of meat, with a height of more than Si Hongchu.

"It's a bit fierce!" Si Hongchu stood at the attack angle and raised her high.

Soon, the meat mountain moved and rushed towards Si Hongchu.

Si Hongchu raised the knife and slashed it over. Although the meat mountain was fat, its reaction speed was not slow at all. He slapped Si Hongchu's wrist holding the knife.

Si Hongchu's wrist numbed and dropped the knife. He covered his wrist and quickly took a few steps back.

The meat mountain rushed over again, and Si Hongchu shot with the flow, right in the middle of the abdomen.

If this kick is really done, it will be aborted by half of its martial arts.

However, the meat mountain did not respond at all. The fat meat on the abdomen trembled a few times, which almost knocked Si Hongchu away.

The two of them fought, and in a few rounds, Roushan exerted great destructive power, and almost all the objects wherever he went were turned into powder. He also suffered a lot of punches and kicks, but the rich fat acted as a buffer and was not hurt at all.

This meat mountain may be a sumo wrestler. Although her huge figure is a little clumsy, it also has an advantage.

The reason why sumo wrestles appear in Fusang is probably because the Fusang people realize that being too thin in the slashing and slashing can easily hurt their internal organs. The neck is also the most fatal weakness, so they not only try to eat into the fat, but also evolve the neck, eventually forming this invulnerable body shape.
Chapter completed!