Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 527: Dark night

Papa.

　　 The gunmen of several cars next to him rushed out of the car.

　　 They looked in horror at the man who killed two cars in an instant.

　　 is this man, who was beaten by them just now like a dog.

　　 I have heard many legends about this man. They thought this man was very powerful, but he was still like a dog just now, which made them almost all have the illusion that they are already super masters.

　　 It's just that when the burning car made a burst of explosions down the mountain, and when the blood dripped from the knife, they found that the man in front of them was so terrifying, just like his rumors.

　　 "Shoot me!"

　　 A voice sounded, the voice of the person who gave the order before.

　　Everyone wakes up like a dream, even if the person in front of him is more powerful, but he is still alone, there are more than twenty on his side, and guns!

　　 Everyone picked up their guns and shot.

　　 They hope to see the man beaten into a dog again.

　　 However, they seem to have forgotten.

　　 This is not a courtyard house.

　　 They formed a circle in the courtyard, and there was no place to hide in the courtyard, and there were lights in the courtyard.

　　 And now, it's in the wild.

　　 There are many cars, only moonlight.

　　 The black figure flashed past the moment the shot was fired.

　　 just disappeared into the night.

　　 Then, there was a scream.

　　 Someone suddenly noticed that the hand of the person nearby had broken.

　　 Just when the hand was broken, on the other side, a person’s head was gone!

　　 People wanted to capture the black figure in the dark night, but found that the dark night gave him the best cover.

　　He means darkness.

　　 This is a unilateral massacre.

　　 When there was a cover and the opponent did not form an encirclement, Zhao Gangyu killed them like a dog.

　　The long knife cut through the bodies of unknown people.

　　 Within a minute, the gunfire stopped.

　　 Various people lie on the ground.

　　 They died terribly.

　　The ground is full of blood.

　　 The blood slowly flowed to the side drain, and then down the drain, it slowly gathered into a stream of water.

　　 or blood flow.

　　The only person standing is the man with a braid tied to his head.

　　Zhao Gangyu knew this man, his name was Lin Teng'er.

　　 One of the two guns under the hands of the King of Inner Mongolia.

　　Everything seems to have become clear.

　　 "Or it's Huang Mao suddenly repented, you died when you entered the house." Lin Teng'er's braids were wrapped around his neck. Although all his men were dead, he was not panicked.

　　Zhao Gangjun had a gunshot wound before.

　　 Because of the bullet resistance, his internal energy has been consumed almost, plus he killed so many people present.

　　 Zhao Gangyu now has less than one-fifth of his usual combat power.

　　 A warrior who has no inner energy and is injured is as vulnerable as a lamb.

　　, at least in Lin Teng'er's view.

　　Zhao Gangjun looked at Lin Teng'er without speaking.

　　 Lin Teng'er took out a two-hundred-bent Arabian knife from behind.

　　 "Wait a moment, I will cut your body with your own hands, and pave the way for the old prince to go south with your blood."

　　 Lin Teng'er grinned and rushed towards Zhao Gangrong.

　　With his S-class 　 combat power, the current Zhao Gangrong is able to catch him.

　　 Zhao Gangjun's hand still hangs naturally.

The blood on the 　　 knife has become so thick that it won't drip anymore.

　　Zhao Gangjun looked at Lin Teng'er.

　　 Lin Teng'er rushed in front of Zhao Gangyu.

　　 His double knives flickered coldly, and the speed and strength of the knives reached a very high level.

　　 Zhao Gangyu raised his hand and raised the knife.

　　 Then, he slashed it down.

　　噗.

　　 Lin Teng'er's scimitar pierced Zhao Gangrong's shoulder first.

　　 However, the scimitar only pierced about three centimeters and then stopped.

　　 "What!"

　　 Lin Teng'er was shocked. Her machete can be equipped with internal Qi, not to mention the human body, even if it is reinforced concrete, it can be easily cut. Right now, Zhao Gangrong's internal gas is empty, and his knife can be used all at once. Zhao Gangjun cut it in half, why did it only go in three centimeters?

　　噗!

　　 Lin Teng'er's surprise stopped with the sound of a knife piercing into the flesh.

　　 He saw a hand fall on the ground.

The scene of 　　 just appeared in Lin Teng'er's head.

　　 It’s just that, in Lin Teng'er’s imagination, Zhao Gangrong’s hand should have been dropped, but now it’s...

　　 What a familiar scimitar.

　　 Lin Teng'er looked at the scimitar in that hand.

　　 Then.

　　噗.

　　 another cut.

　　 Lin Teng'er also dropped another hand on the ground.

　　 "Have you heard of it, people stick?" Zhao Gangrong's voice rang out.

　　 A few seconds later, Lin Teng'er fell in a pool of blood.

　　His hands and feet are gone, but he is not dead yet.

　　Zhao Gangyu bandaged the wounds on his hands and feet, and at the same time used the best medicine he had kept on Lin Teng'er.

　　 So Lin Teng'er is still alive.

　　Zhao Gangju grabbed Lin Teng'er's braids and pulled Lin Teng'er to his car in this way.

　　He Shuntian, standing by the car, looked at Lin Teng'er, who had been chopped down into a stick, with a coolness, pounced on his head from the soles of his feet.

　　 "Go."

　　Zhao Gangju dragged Lin Teng'er into the car, and said in a voice that was so calm that it made people horrible.

　　 He Shuntian ran back into the car tremblingly and started the car.

　　 Modern medical technology is indeed very developed.

　　Zhao Gangju sent Lin Teng'er to a private hospital, and then used various medicines to drag Lin Teng'er's life.

　　"Zhao Gangyu, there is a kind of pleasure for me."

　　 Lin Teng'er's voice is faint, but she can hear a bit of fierceness.

　　 "No hurry."

　　Zhao Gangyu glanced at his watch~IndoMTL.com~ and said, "You can't die now."

　　 Not long after, Lin Teng'er, who was briefly treated, was sent to a car.

　　 There is a freezer in the car. Lin Teng'er was put in it, leaving only one head outside. Later, the car drove to the airport and boarded Zhao Gangrong's private jet.

　　The plane flew to Inner Mongolia overnight.

　　 A few hours later, Lin Teng'er appeared outside a high-level club in Hohhot.

　　 It was close to the early morning, and there were already many people on the road.

　　 When Lin Teng'er was thrown outside the high-level clubhouse, the whole street was frightened.

　　The man responsible for throwing Lin Teng'er, cut Lin Teng'er's artery in front of the street, including the security of the clubhouse, and drove away.

　　Lin Teng'er's body was taken in by people in the clubhouse.

　　 Since then, there has been no news about Lin Teng'er.

　　At this time, Zhao Gangyu had arrived at the crematorium with Huang Mao's body.

　　 There are no people in the crematorium, just a few of Huang Mao’s cronies.

　　Some people know what happened, and some don’t.

　　"Burn it."

　　 Zhao Gangyu said to the staff at the crematorium.

　　 "Hmm, good."

　　The crematorium staff pressed the coffin's transmission button.

　　The coffin was sent into the crematorium.

　　Zhao Gangju stood outside the crematorium.

　　The flames shone on his face.

　　 There is peace.