Vol 2 Chapter 2908: Omen of a big killing

The firewood room quickly returned to calm.
Two bright star-like eyes suddenly appeared in the dark, and they were also sharp like eagles.
This is the old butler opening his eyes.
A Qi was palpitated by the strength of the old housekeeper, he could not think that this old man who seemed to be in his declining years was actually a peerless master!
"Who is shouting outside!"
The old housekeeper said calmly.
The Han family executioners standing on both sides are also unclear. So, who is so courageous to make trouble in the Han family in Futian City?
Don’t you know that Han Wuya is the first instructor of the penalty department?
"Okay, I get it now."
The old housekeeper woke up in the next moment.
Although the voice was as loud as thunder and full of confidence, it was a young martial artist who listened to it after all. It was the young man named Xu Baiyi who had hit the door.
The old butler looked at Ah Qi lying on the ground in extreme pain, and smiled indifferently: "I didn't expect anyone to care about your fate."
A Qi's face was sweaty, and the pain made him unable to breathe evenly, and kept twitching.
"Well, he is the initiator. We have worked so hard, isn't it just for the mental formula."
The old housekeeper slowly got up, his rickety body exuding a torrent of weather.
"Elder Han Qian, a mere young man, why do you take the shot yourself?" The executioner on the left dismissed.
Han Qian waved his hand and smiled at the corners of his shriveled lips: "When I take off half of the white clothes, the Nine-Layer Cultivation Technique is what is in the bag. You are not ruthless than the means."
When the two executioners heard this, they felt their throats dry and panicked.
They took orders from the old housekeeper for half their lives and were used to seeing too many heinous cruel tortures, but at this time they heard him speak so casually, and their backs were still cold.
The old housekeeper stopped abruptly, stood at the door, and said, "Cut off his other two fingers."
......
The thunder yelled, attracting many martial artists from the Han family. Hundreds of people rushed to the courtyard and saw a man and a woman in white.
The old butler also appeared, and everyone surrounded him, as if the stars were holding the moon.
Among the crowd, Xu Liusu felt the strongest position at once, and his gaze went around the crowd and locked on Han Qian.
"Wan'er, step back first. There will be a fierce battle later. If you can't handle it, hide in the sword gourd."
Xu Liusu held a jade charm at his fingertips and handed it to Wan'er.
"Master, be careful..." Wan'er has also experienced several life and death trials, large and small, and her psychological endurance far exceeds that of girls of the same age.
She looked decisive, and Yushou did not know where to take out a long sword with six wind speed inscriptions, which Lu Chunqiu asked someone to make specially for her.
Xu Liusu looked at Han Qian, with a deep smile on his face: "You should know why I came."
The skin on Han Qian's face was like withered and rotten wood. He nodded, his voice very hoarse: "I know."
"Release."
Xu Liusu only gave two words.
"No way."
There are four or five short scars on the corners of Han Qian's lips. When talking, those short scars look like ferocious centipedes.
"Then I have no choice but to rush, whoever dares to stop me, I will kill anyone until Ah Qi and Xiao Fuzi can leave with me safe and sound." Xu Liusu said.
"impossible."
Han Qian shook his head, sighed, and then said: "I cut off the young boy's five fingers. He can't leave with you safe and sound. Stay with him."
The so-called extreme anger.
It is calm.
Xu Liusu was very calm.
But Wan'er knows well that the expression of the young master is a sign of the murder...
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