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The atmosphere in the house instantly became tense.

The wretched old man flicked his wide brown sleeved robe, and there seemed to be a strange aura brewing in it. He was about to speak when he suddenly saw a dozen black hole muzzles facing him, and his face sank: "Heng Feng, you really have to take care of it. This matter? If you don't intervene, you will have a share of the stuff here."

Heng Feng didn't blink his eyelashes: "Rules are rules."

Xie Yao arched his hand to the middle-aged auctioneer and said, "Old Heng, I am in love." Then he looked around the masked man in a room and the only old man who dared to show his true face. He said with a sullen face: "You, you, And you, eight people, don't even want to run."

Heng Feng looked at him suddenly and interrupted: "One person goes out every ten seconds."

Xie Yao turned his head to look at him: "..."

After two seconds of silence, he turned around instantly.

"If you are not afraid of death, please come after it!"

He didn't say anything, he slammed the door out, with a hurried expression, and a man who said the most ruthless things and did the most intimidating things, he disappeared outside the door in an instant.

"Humph! Damn it, he escaped."

A woman wearing a fox mask, who does not know whether she is beautiful or not, but whose curves are really full, stomped her feet, her voice was very charming.

The old man smiled: "Don't worry, you guys, the old man knows a secret method, he can't run away."

His palm stretched out his sleeve robe, and there was a cloud of mist on his palm, and there seemed to be white spots shaking inside.

The other people looked at the big water mist with a slightly surprised fist, looking at it, this old man was actually a mysterious air trainer, and he was not of a low grade!

In this way, several other people had already given up, and they were mobilized with greed and enthusiasm.

"Senior Feng, I'm not talented, I'm willing to take care of you!" said a man wearing vintage chain mail. His vitality fluctuated extremely fiercely, and he was complete and comfortable. He already had nine holes, and seemed to recognize the identity of the wretched old man.

"Hehe, Jiuqiao, just hide behind!"

The old man surnamed Feng didn't appreciate it, but looked at the two cool-tempered men on the other side: "You are still about the same."

The two of them didn't say much, but they all took a step forward. Around them, they seemed to approve of his superior attitude.

This made the previous man blush for a while, but fortunately the mask blocked his invisible embarrassment.

At this time, the old man was already looking at Heng Feng gloomily: "Ten seconds, are you here?"

Heng Feng uttered a loud voice, before turning around and leaving.

And the old man surnamed Feng had thick black fog rising from his feet, like a ghost like a charm, chasing after the side door.

He wants to intercept Xie Yao as soon as possible!

The pupils of the other people shrank. These speeds are not inferior to the second-order martial arts, and the qi-trainer is not good at moving the body. This person is an alien among them, is it a legendary body? Double repair?

At this time, the old man surnamed Feng had rushed to the door aggressively.

"Quickly keep up!" The guy in the chain mail took the lead in the charge. Although he had just been looked down upon, he was not angry at all, but wanted to show his sincerity in front of the opponent.

This is wasteland. As long as you are strong enough, it doesn't hurt to trample on the dignity of others.

And the old man surnamed Feng clearly has this qualification, a seventh-rank spiritual warrior!

The next few people also quickly followed up, lest they would go too slowly, and be robbed of their heads by others, and they would get less spoils than others.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still for a second.

When the old man arrived at the door, his head exploded without warning, like a ripe to purple watermelon!

The Jiuqiao Wufu who followed him couldn't even blink his eyes, followed by a headshot, blood from the back of his head shot on the wall, a large piece of white and red, and a round hole pierced by the explosion. !

thump!

thump!

Two bodies fell to the ground one after another.

The few people who followed farther behind, looked horrified, watching the two men who were still fierce and wicked just a second before they disappeared in an instant.

It was only then that the soft sound of the ‘bang’ that was obviously silenced was heard by everyone with amazing ears.

"Fuck!"

"Dodge!"

"There is a sniper!"

Several people drank violently, one by one, like agile wild monkeys, jumping up and down.

Bang bang bang!

Several shots were shot on the ground and on the wall, causing the wall to penetrate through and splashing with rocks.

At this time, the crowd near the gate of the auction finally realized what had happened.

"Fight!"

"Run!"

I don't know who took the lead and let out a scream. In an instant, everyone around was crying and screaming, clinging to his head, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Far away, facing the gate of the auction, Xie Yao's shadow dragged the gun back and put it in the bag.

The next three shots were missed, but his eyes were not disappointed, but somewhat clear.

His marksmanship is not accurate enough, and it's okay to shoot static objects, but he is not qualified to shoot moving targets.

But it doesn't matter!

I can't hit you, I can aim at a point and wait for you to send the gun up by yourself!

Although the gun is a sniper rifle, it is not a sniper.

It's a trap!

This first shot was able to do meritorious service, in fact, thanks to the other side's dumbfounded.

As soon as the old man surnamed Feng arrived at the door, he saw that Xie Yao not only didn't escape, but was still looking at himself with a smile.

This made him both puzzled and wary.

It is a pity that the vigilance was behind, which caused him to directly lose the opportunity to react, and was instantly headshot and killed.

That body's profound Taoism, evil demon secret skills, all kinds of treasures, there is no longer a chance to display it.

And then, the martial arts inside were prepared, and after a while, Xie Yao was completely emptied.

Master Xie of the human body stroke, only a gunner!

But no loss.

A shuttle went down, and the warlock who threatened him the most was violently killed!

Xie Yao glanced at the corpse of the wretched old man, and after confirming that he had completely disappeared above his neck, he showed the evil smile of a standard villain, and greeted him with a knife.

And next, it was hand-to-hand combat.

boom!

Xie Yao kicked the already crumbling iron gate, his eyes were violent and excited, like a wolf searching for food on the grassland.

"Only three concentrating? Haha, weak!"

With a wave of his hand, he split open the row of chairs in the way, and the blade pointed at the six people who were hanging from the ceiling or hiding in the corner of the wall, laughing.

They tried their best to avoid bullets just now, and their strength was undoubtedly revealed. The three early contemplations were beautiful women and a pair of swordsmen who were suspected of being brothers.

The other three are all nine orifices, and their breath is not weak.

At this moment, being entangled by Xie Yao's Qi machine, these people did not dare to escape easily, otherwise they would suffer a stab!

"Let it go, how about?"

"There are so many people here, we will lose out and we will only make others cheaper!"

"Friends, stay on the sidelines and see each other well in the future!"

The beautiful woman said first, and the other people also hurriedly interjected when they saw it. They all had a retreat.

Xie Yao smiled: "Want to go? You can get out from here~lightnovelpub.net~!"

He pointed to his crotch impressively!

"you!"

"court death!"

The crowd was furious.

Of course Xie Yao knew that saying that would only irritate the other party, and he wanted this effect.

Let me see, how many ordinary intents like yours can be beaten by my kind of heavenly tribulation.

He switched the knife to his right hand, and drew the long sword with his left hand. He looked at him with a stern look, and said with a slight madness: "If you don't kill me today, no one will want to leave!"

"Fuck, this lunatic!"

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