The Sword of Six Doors Points at the Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 92 Eighteen Bloody Hands!
"Hehe! That Ye Xiuwen really wanted to die. He actually left 'Yanzhou City'. I just happened to do it!"

In the living room of the Ax Gang, when they heard that Ye Xiuwen had left Yanzhou City, the leader of the Triad Society, 'Yuan Feng' laughed.

His triad society was wiped out by 'Zhou Chong', the commander-in-chief of Yanzhou City, precisely because of Ye Xiuwen.

He has been brooding.

But in Yanzhou City, he was afraid of Zhou Chong's power, so he didn't make a move, and kept his troops on hold.

Today, he can finally exhale and raise his eyebrows. He is about to set off to Sanhe Wharf, kill Ye Xiuwen, and take revenge for the destruction of his gang!
"Are you really going?"

King Kong Buddha closed his eyes and murmured.

"Hmph, I'm not like you, what kind of shit business are you going to do with such a small character?" Yuan Feng sneered.

"Little people can often affect the whole chess game.

He can use Zhou Chong's hand to kill you, and he can definitely kill me too.Aren't your subordinates eaten by him in batches? " Vajra Buddha asked indifferently.

"Hmph, that Zhou Chong didn't know what kind of ecstasy drug Ye Xiuwen gave him, but he was so focused on listening to him.

I think there must be something hidden in this! "Yuan Feng said angrily.

"This is Ye Xiuwen's excellence. Then why didn't Zhou Chong listen to you, and he didn't listen to me, instead he listened to him instead?" King Kong Buddha asked again.

And if it weren't for his fierce appearance, many people would mistakenly think that this Vajra Buddha would be an eminent monk of the Tao!
He speaks neither too fast nor too slow, and always talks about 'reason'.Anyone who listens to it is so Zen-like.

The same is true for Yuan Feng. He felt that what Vajra Buddha said made some sense. After thinking about it, he said: "I don't have such a high level. Xiuwen must die!"

"Then you killed Ye Xiuwen, how do you explain to Liu Hong?" Vajra Buddha asked in vain, which made Yuan Feng startled.

After a long time, Yuan Feng got up slowly and said, "Hmph, then I'll ask him and see what he has to say!"

After Yuan Feng finished speaking, he strode out.
"hold head high?"

Yuan Feng suddenly noticed that there was someone outside the door, and he flew out with a stride.

The person outside the door was startled, bowed quickly, lowered his head,
"Huh, Mao Shizi? What are you doing here? The slave of the three surnames, I can't be trusted when I see you."

Yuan Feng was already angry, but when he saw the lion who was close to Ye Xiuwen eavesdropping outside the door, he slapped the lion and sent it flying.

Mao Shizi is only a martial artist in the ninth stage of physical training.And Yuan Feng is a martial artist with a high vitality.

With the power of this palm, it is conceivable that Mao Lion's body flew away like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

"puff!"

Mao lion, when people are in the air, they vomit blood.

There was a bloody palm print on the chest, which was the 'Eighteen Bloody Hands' who were from the Jianghu people.

This kind of kung fu is very weird. After the palm force penetrates into the human body, the injured cannot recover. Centering on the palm force, it will gradually fester. Even if it is not killed on the spot, it will inevitably die of festering three days later.

Yuan Feng sneered and said, "Mao Lion? This method of death is the most suitable for you!"

"You, why do you want to kill me?" Mao Shizi asked puzzled.

"Do you need a reason to kill such a small character like you? Hmph!" Yuan Feng said disdainfully, with his feet touching the ground, he entered the room, then disappeared and left.

At this moment, outside the moon gate, a big man in black walked in, followed by two people, but when he saw the fallen lion, he said in surprise, "Brother? What's wrong with you?"

The person who came was none other than 'Black Panther', the master of the Ax Gang.

The black panther and the Mao lion are brothers who worship the handle, and they are now at the initial stage of blood coagulation.

As for Mao Shizi, he was able to fall into the Ax Gang, and he was the one who introduced the door.But I didn't want to, my brother actually fell here.

He helped Mao Shizi up, Mao Shizi, trembling his lips slightly, said: "Yes, it's Yuan Feng, eighteen, eighteen bloody hands, help me, Black Leopard, if you ask the Lord, I can still live, Otherwise, within three days, I, I will die,"

"Brother? Don't worry, I'm going to ask the leader right now."

The black panther ordered two of his men to support the Mao lion, while he pedaled to the living room in the inner courtyard.

The Vajra Buddha was still sitting on a chair, pinching a rosary and chanting sutras, but in fact, he already knew that Yuan Feng was hurting people.

Just imagine, the strength of the Vajra Buddha is one realm higher than Yuan Feng, the realm of double vitality.

Although he didn't leave the house, he knew everything outside.

The black panther knelt down with a thud, kowtowed to the Vajra Buddha and said, "Master, Mao Shizi is my brother, please be merciful, old man, and save him!"

The black panther kowtowed, but the Vajra Buddha remained indifferent, pinching the Buddha and chanting sutras unceasingly, until the sutras were finished, he said: "Only Yuan Feng can understand the kung fu of eighteen blood hands, please beg me What's the use?"

"Guild Master? Go ask Yuan Feng, he will give you this face?" Hei Bao begged.

"Ang?" Vajra Buddha cast a gloomy face and glanced at the black panther.

This glance made the black panther feel cold all over, and he lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Go down! Don't bother me to chant sutras!"

Vajra Buddha said in a deep voice, the black panther had to retreat again.

When he saw the Mao lion, the black panther shook his head frequently.

Mao Shizi closed his eyes slightly, and thought, "I'm afraid I'm doomed."

"Brother? I don't want to die here, can you send me down the mountain?" Mao Shizi said.

"Going down the mountain? What can I do if I go down the mountain?" Hei Bao sighed, but no matter what he thought about it, at least he had to buy a good coffin for his brother.

"Go, find a door panel, and carry my brother down the mountain!"

The black panther ordered that the two big men in black put the hatchet on their waistbands, went to find a door panel elsewhere, and carried the lion down the mountain.

Someone on the road asked about it, and they all shook their heads when they heard that he was injured by eighteen bloody hands.

This kind of martial arts is extremely vicious. Although it is not a poisonous palm, once the palm is hit, the person's body will start to fester from the palm.

Until three days later, the person died of sepsis.

And the only solution is, the hitter, with the palm strength of the eighteen bloody hands, hits another palm in the opposite direction, and hits out the previous palm force, and the injured are healed.

But obviously, this is impossible!

Yuan Feng's purpose was to kill Mao Shizi, how could he save him?

So all the people shook their heads, thinking that this time Mao Shizi would definitely die.

The man carried it down the mountain, but the black panther didn't know where to go, and asked, "Brother? Where do you want to go? My brother will definitely send you there?"

"My good brother? Take me to Sanhe Wharf quickly. If there is one person in this world who can save me, it must be Lord Wu!"

(End of this chapter)