Chapter 72: Tiger Yama, Wu Song

and smelled the fragrance. Take the path next to the post station, and then go round to the back kitchen of the post station.saw that Wu Shik, who had just saved him, was cooking food in the kitchen....Song Wan asked, "the boss said, what are we going to do"

"drugging alcohol is a common and good way, but if the other person is an old quack, it may be detected." On the contrary, we will give them time to prepare, and since we have called down all the brothers in Liangshan this time, let's go straight to it! "

Song Wan grabbed a fan in his hand, slapped it heavily on his own hand, and viciously issued an order: "wipe all these people's necks to me, and leave none of them!"

"Yes!"

Song Wan waved his hand: "Brothers, come with me!"

hundreds of people surround the restaurant in great numbers.

Wu Zhi followed Wang Lun with Bai Sheng.

this Wang Lun never cared about the people around him, nor did he doubt his identity when he saw Wu Zhi as a stranger.

at this time, all he could think about was the treasure. And after Chai returned to the country, he will be able to become a high-ranking official of the Jin Luan Dian list, and then he will return to his hometown with endless heirs!

soon, Zhu Gui's liquor store will arrive. The weather is so hot now that more than a dozen people are sitting in the woods outside the restaurant to rest. Although Wang Lun does not know kung fu, his vision is not bad. At first glance, he saw Wu Song, who was relying on a big tree and squinting his eyes to rest.

he didn't know Wu Song, but from his figure and his posture, he could tell that this man was extraordinary. He made a move to Song Wan with a fan.

when Song Wan approached, Wang Lun said, "when you attack, you will personally lead our best fighting brother in shanzhai, and take the lead in killing the leading man!"

Song Wan smiled and said, "Don't worry about being in charge." Let alone a man, even if he is a tiger, I can still beat him to death today! "

while speaking, Song Wan personally led dozens of people and quietly touched them towards Wu Song!

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when they completely surrounded Wu Song and others, Song Wanti's iron ring broadsword jumped out of the forest: "Ha ha!" Now you can't run away! "

all of a sudden, hundreds of people rushed over.

that Song Wanyi took the lead, showing his ferocious appearance. He pointed at Wu Song with a broadsword and roared angrily: "Boy, this is the boundary of our Liangshan Mountain!" If you want to get through here, you must leave all your money behind! If you know each other, do as I say, or else you won't even have anyone to collect your bodies when you dump the bodies in the wilderness! "

Wu Song, who relied on the tree trunk to rest, slowly opened his eyes and said in a rough voice, "after waiting for such a long time, here we are."

the voice fell, and Wu Song grabbed the two steel knives on his back with both hands.

"Zheng!"

with the rattling of both swords, Wu Song turned into a shadow path and committed suicide to Song Wan!

two cold rays flicker past in the sun!

that Song Wan's reaction was not slow, so he grabbed the iron ring knife in his hand and stood in front of him.

"Ping-ping!"

just listen to the broken blade and watch the blood spatter!

before and after a few words of shouting, Song Wan felt that his head was suddenly light and fluttering, and then the sky turned around!

at the last moment of his life, he found that what was spinning was his head, his body still standing in place, the cut-off neck, the bright red blood like a stream from a mountain stream!

when Song Wan was dying, his head rolled down and said with difficulty: "who are you" "

" Hu Yanluo, Wu Song! "

as soon as this remark came out, the thieves in Liangshan suddenly took a breath!

this is Wu Song, who killed the tiger with his fist on Jingyanggang.ause of this woman that he has embarked on this road of no return and made him neither male nor female!Ximen Qing has no other happiness in his life!now, all that remains in his chest is endless hatre...