Three days before Zhang Biao was about to enter the hall to offer incense, his sister, Zhang Xiaomin, his only sister, the only relative he had left in this world, died.
Zhang Xiaomin died on Da Yimin's bed. When Little Zhuge Mochao brought this news to Zhang Biao, Zhang Biao almost broke his fingers. He held his usual dagger in his hand and rushed out of the door with a low roar like a beast. Gao Xiaohu stopped them outside the door---Gao Xiaohu was recovering well under Jin Ju's care. He had just left the hospital last week.
"Dodge!" Zhang Biao lost control of his emotions and roared,"Dodge!" If you don't dodge, you'll die!" As he spoke, his body shrunk and he jumped up like a cheetah. The dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light as he stabbed fiercely at Gao Xiaohu who was still blocking in front of him.
Naturally, as one of the three sabers of the Rising Dragon Hall, Gao Xiaohu was not weak either. After a few punches and kicks, Zhang Biao was still furious. He only remembered the word 'ruthless' when he attacked. Although the dagger left a shallow wound on Gao Xiaohu's arm, he was still pressed to the ground by Gao Xiaohu."Big Brother, you can't act on impulse!"
Zhang Biao was still struggling on the ground. His pair of big hands threw away the dagger and scratched the hard stone road repeatedly, as if it was Da Yimin. He wanted to cut Da Yimin into pieces bit by bit. His nails were broken, cracked, and his fingers were worn out. Blood drew eye-catching marks on the hard stone road.
Mo Chao was a man with very shallow eyelids. He cried when he saw the scene in front of him."Boss, don't be like this, don't be like this!”
"Why are you crying?" Gao Xiaohu had never expected Zhang Biao to be so strong. There were a few times when he almost let Zhang Biao escape."Cry, cry, cry, quickly help me hold Boss down!”
At this moment, a black sedan drove quickly along the hard stone road--then, it braked to a halt in front of Zhang Biao. The car door opened, and the one who got out was One-eyed Lang Xie, who was known as the fierce saber of the Rising Dragon Hall. Lang Xie was still in his usual black suit. He was bald and a black eyepatch covered his left eye.
Lang Xie's left eye was blinded by Ding Yong, who was known as the Thunder God, when he tried to save Da Yimin, the leader of the Rising Dragon Hall. In the end, Ding Yong cut Lang Xie's left eye into pieces. According to the legend, Lang Xie even ate the pieces of meat with Erguotou liquor. As for whether it was true or not, Zhang Biao had asked Lang Xie, but Lang Xie only smiled and did not answer.
Lang Xie was an orphan. He could be said to be the half-son of Da Yimin, the leader of the Rising Dragon Hall. In terms of loyalty in the Rising Dragon Hall, if Lang Xiegan ranked second, no one would dare to rank first, not even Zhang Biao.
If he followed Lang Xie down, he would be Da Yimin!
Da Yimin was a fair and clean person, very refined. With his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like a scholar.
Da Yimin got out of the car and went straight to Zhang Biao. Perhaps it was intentional or perhaps it was careless, but his polished leather shoes stepped on Zhang Biao's hand, which was still scratching on the ground.
A low, miserable groan came out of Zhang Biao's throat,"Son of a b * tch, I'll kill you!”
"I heard that you and Old Master Du kowtowed and became sworn brothers?”Da Yimin didn't seem to have any intention of moving his feet. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Biao was sworn brothers with Du Yong, the leader of the Azure Dragon Hall, he would have killed Zhang Biao to prevent future troubles. As the leader of the Rising Dragon Hall, he knew the character of each of the three knives in this hall. If he didn't know the character of these three knives, how could he use these three knives?
"Go away!" Mo Chao, who had been wiping away his tears, saw that Da Yimin's foot was still stepping on his brother Zhang Biao's hand. He let out a rare roar and knocked his entire body out. The person who was hit was Da Yimin. Da Yimin had never expected that the big man who was crying would suddenly do this to him. Da Yimin didn't think of this. Even Lang Xie, who was by his side, didn't think of this. Lang Xie had seen Mo Chao a few times. In Lang Xie's mind, Mo Chao was just a follower of Zhang Biao. Not only did he like to cry, but he was also famous for being as timid as a mouse. However, it was this cowardly crybaby who dared to use his body to crash into the boss of the Rising Dragon Hall, Da Yimin, without hesitation.
Da Yimin cried out in alarm. His body leaned back and he fell back hard.
He was in great pain, the back of his head had really hit the hard stone pavement. Although Lang Xie had helped him up in time, he was still seeing stars! He looked at Mo Chao angrily, and a thick killing intent leaked out from between his eyebrows.""Who are you?"
Mo Chao snorted coldly with tears in his eyes. He did not respond to his words. Not only that, he even turned his head and gave Da Yimin the back of his head. Da Yimin, the leader of the Rising Dragon Hall, had not only knocked into an unknown junior, but had also eaten the back of his head. This was an insult, a great humiliation. Killing intent instantly filled Da Yimin's face."Xie 'er, go and teach him some principles!”What was Dayimin's principle? It was very simple-respect all the strong who were stronger than themselves!
When Lang Xie heard this, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Mo Chao. He raised his hand and punched Mo Chao's stomach. Hei Chao's body flew backward and then fell to the ground. He held his lower abdomen and curled up into a ball. Lang Xie had once said that his knife was powerful, but his fist was even more powerful. He said that his fist could defeat Mike Tyson easily! Even if Lang Xie was bragging! However, Zhang Biao believed that Mo Chao was in a terrible state. He had personally witnessed Lang Xie smash six red bricks into pieces with just one punch. Mo Chao was not allowed to be beaten to begin with. Even if he was a person who was forbidden to be beaten, whose stomach could be compared to six stacked red bricks?
" Wa---" This time, little Zhuge Mochao really cried. In his crying, he spat out mouthfuls of blood. Looking at the blood, he cried twice and fainted.
"Heh heh, this guy is even scared of blood!”Lang Xie smiled and walked towards Mo Chao who was lying on the ground. As long as Da Yimin did not stop, he would not stop. Even if he killed Mo Chao in the next moment, he would not stop. He himself admitted that he was a knife, a knife in his hand. A saber held in someone's hand had no emotions. In the Rising Dragon Hall, if Lang Xie was the second most ruthless person, then no one could be the first!
Lang Xie's large hand once again lifted Mo Chao, who had fainted on the ground. He sneered and slowly clenched his fist!
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