The night feathers and scorpions were gently picked up, and suddenly they flashed through the scene in the Tiger Mountain. That night was a similar scene, except that the two men were dressed in black.

Thinking of this, the night feathers and scorpions are gently closed, and the spirits are explored outside the body, no!

As the night feathers expected, the mental power could not sense the existence of the two white people.

"Is it out of the sand?" Long Xiaopeng had a piece of rabbit meat in his mouth, and he was squeezing into the middle of the night feathers. The little oily hand was wiped on the black windy clothes.

"The two white men." Night feathers squatted toward Nunu's mouth.

Long Xiaopeng glanced at him, his mental strength was slightly increased, and his eyes showed a dignity: "The chicken is like the person in the place."

While chewing rabbit meat, Long Xiaopeng joined the camp of those diners and began to watch the good play below.

In the middle of the hall.

The young man in his twenties looked at the crowd around him in horror, and looked desperate and knew that he couldn’t run today.

The two white people suddenly smashed out and sealed the retreat of the young man from left to right.

The young man looked at the two figures in front of him, and his eyes were desperate except for panic, and they forgot to resist!

Hey!

The two white men’s hands were like sharp edges and they fell directly into the chest of young men.

"Hey!" The young man glanced at his chest with amazement, his pupils quickly smashed, his head glimpsed, and his life was screaming.

Two white people pulled out their palms with no expression, and took out a short knife in their hands. They cut their hands and cut the head of the young man directly.

The body was thrown away at random, and a white man raised his hand and shot two things.

A triangular piece of iron is nailed directly to the body of the body.

There is also a small bag of gold coins that falls directly to the counter and is considered a compensation for the restaurant.

After doing this, the two turned and left.

From entering the door to killing, and then leaving, the two white people did not say a word.

Such decisive murderous methods, such a calm departure, even those mercenaries who are looking for life on the tip of the knife feel cold in the back.

"Hey, it’s really awkward to start."

"Go back." The night feathers glanced at the door, and the two white men had disappeared.

Some people in the lobby on the first floor have sneaked away, leaving some daring whispers to guess the identity of the two men.

In the restaurant, arbitrarily killing people, this clearly does not give Yangjia face, it is estimated that the Yang family's **** team will come over to deal with this matter.

Re-close the door, in addition to the dragon chubby, the face of the night feathers are a little dignified.

"Well? What are you doing, why not eat?" Long Xiaopeng looked at a few people, and picked up a roast rabbit from the table.

Black wind and a bitter smile: "Long Ye, just watched the scene, you also eat."

"Cut!" Long Xiaopeng showed a disdainful look: "What is this, quite a thousand people encircle... Forget it, tell you that you don't know, you don't eat it and return it to me."

Long Xiaopang continued to bow his head and fight.

The night feathers blinked a few times and looked at the black wind: "Do you still have something to eat?"

"No, no appetite." The black wind licked his mouth.

The black yarn also shook his head.

"Day, you two go to find a good inn, rest for a night to go to Yangfu tomorrow." Night Yu said.

The windy day nodded, and the black yarn was about to leave.

"Little black, wait." Long Xiaopeng looked up and screamed at the black wind: "Let the buddy urge the kitchen, the rest of the dishes hurry up."

Black wind days...