I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 397 Use your head as a hidden weapon

To be honest, those guys in Songtao Villa are indeed a bunch of rabble.

Today they managed to make a big ticket, but now they all go to the Juyi Hall to eat wine and guess the game. There is no one on duty around the villa.

Xu Yang, who was floating inside the wall of Songtao Villa, felt a little anxious.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be in a hurry.

The cultists of the White Lotus Sect were the ones he wanted to deal with.

In normal times, Xu Yang would never show up in person.

Because they alone are no match for others.

With his current level of strength, what he can do is to follow behind these guys, determine their whereabouts, and then call people to encircle them.

Now, those five heretics of the White Lotus Sect were not only bound hand and foot, but were tightly tied up.

And one of them was beheaded by the owner Xiong of Songtao Villa.

In this case, it is the best time to deal with these White Lotus Sect cultists.

But now, seeing that fat guy was about to break the rope tied to his body, the group of wine bags and rice bags in Songtao Villa didn't notice it at all.

Just imagine, when that fat man whose martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the first-class middle-rank smoothly breaks free from the rope, among the small fish and shrimps present, who can stop him?

At that time, even if he is allowed to go up with those guys from Songtao Villa, he will probably only suffer from the knife.

This result was not what Xu Yang wanted.

Therefore, Xu Yang could only take the risk of revealing his identity and go off in person to see if he could take the opportunity to solve the problem.

"Master Xiong, be careful, the rope on that fat man is about to break!"

Before the person arrived, a high-pitched shout had already gushed out from Xu Yang's mouth.

Owner Xiong, who was still in the old god, was startled by Xu Yang's warning on the spot.

He knew better than anyone else how much he weighed.

If it wasn't for the eloquent Ma Liangxing who limped these five guys with a single mouth, even if he sent the entire Songtao Villa on the field together, he wouldn't be able to keep these tough guys.

He just killed the other party just now, if the fat man in front of him breaks free now, how can he survive?
Feeling palpitations, this guy surnamed Xiong quickly raised the long sword still dripping with blood in his hand, and slashed at the fat man with all his might.

Compared with my old life, those windfalls that have no shadow are no longer important.

But that fat man from the White Lotus Sect was extremely depressed at this moment.

You know, what was tied to them was the hemp rope that Ma Liangxing had specially soaked in water.

This thing is not so easy to break.

Thanks to when he was lying in the dungeon, he buckled a small rock with a little edge from the ground.

Then it took a lot of time to grind a small hole.

It was because of that opening that he would try to break the rope with internal force now.

Seeing that he was about to break the rope that bound him, he was just a little bit short, and he would be able to regain his freedom.

As a result, that talkative bastard actually yelled such a sentence at this critical moment, causing him to fall short.

Looking at the long sword in Master Xiong's hand, it was about to stab his throat.

This fat man from the White Lotus Sect was deeply unwilling.

In the next second, he opened his mouth, took a big mouthful of thick phlegm, and spit it straight into the opponent's face with a "puchi".

Damn it, even if it is a dying person, I will turn into a ghost and give you a bunch of hateful bastards a good look.

Seeing this disgusting mouthful of thick phlegm hitting his face, Master Xiong subconsciously dodged to the side.

And at this time, an accident happened.

While Master Xiong was avoiding the mouthful of thick phlegm, the tall and thin man who was negotiating with him just now lowered his head and bumped into him directly.

That's right, he was a tall and thin man whose hands and feet were tied tightly, and now he could only rely on his not-so-strong head to delay that fat man for a while.

The owner Xiong who was forced to move aside by a mouthful of thick phlegm, saw this tall and thin man who was tied up like a rice dumpling, and actually wanted to attack him with his head.

The owner of Xiong Zhuang was angry on the spot.

It's fine for that fat man to disgust people with his saliva, but you fucking dare to use your own head as a hidden weapon.

Is it true that the long sword in the owner's hand is a vegetarian?

In the face of anger, the owner of the Xiong Zhuang didn't care about the fat man.

With a flip of his wrist, the long sword in his hand had already changed its target, and chopped off directly at the head that was bumping towards him.

Seeing the long sword with a cold light slashing towards his head, the tall and thin man who wanted to buy some time for the fat man couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

With his hands and feet bound, how could he dodge flexibly?
In desperation, the tall and thin man could only put his heart on the sidelines and grab the ground with his head, trying to avoid the opponent's attack with a rolling move after falling to the ground.

But the owner of Songtao Villa, Xiong Zhuang, is also a second-rate middle-rank warrior.

If he couldn't even deal with this guy who tied his hands and feet, how could he have a chance to be the honorary speaker of Songtao Villa?

The tall and thin man's dying struggle just cost him a little more time.

After the other party rolled forward for two weeks, the sword blade that followed like a shadow directly cut off the tall and thin man's head.

Don't look at the time it took from the tall and thin man hitting someone with his head to the time his head was cut off by the owner of the Xiong Zhuang.

But such a few breaths of time are extremely crucial to that fat man.

Because when the owner of Xiong raised the bloody long sword again and wanted to trouble the other party, the fat man with red eyes suddenly shouted, "Break it for me!"

In the next second, the soaked hemp rope tied to his body broke into several pieces on the spot.

Moreover, these broken hemp ropes flew around like flying silver snakes.

Seeing this, the owner Xiong of Songtao Villa shrank his head in fright on the spot, turned around and wanted to run out of the villa.

At this time, nothing is more important than life.

Right now, this guy who can directly break a wet hemp rope thick as a thumb into several pieces is not something he can deal with.

It's a pity that the honorary speaker of Songtao Villa still ran too slowly.

When he turned around to run, the fat man, who was full of anger, had already caught up.

This guy in front of him not only instigated that slob who was full of nonsense, but also paralyzed them with sweat medicine.

And just now in front of him, he killed two of his companions

How could such a hateful scumbag be easily let go?

Fatty, whose martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the first-class middle-rank, is not a cover-up. After regaining his freedom, he immediately showed his terrifying level of strength.

Owner Xiong, who turned around and ran away, only took a few steps when the fat man galloped towards him and ran behind him.

(End of this chapter)