Kunlun God of War comforted Xu Linger and said, "Linger, don't worry. With me here, nothing will happen."

That's good.

Xu Linger subconsciously covered her lower abdomen.

The Kunlun God of War made a strong hand,

The ropes that bound his hands and feet snapped.

He walked to the prison door again and pulled hard.

The door lock broke on the spot.

Kunlun God of War said: "Linger, you can rest here for a while."

"I'll take you home in no time."

good!

The Kunlun God of War took great strides to leave.

Xu Linger looked at the back of the Kunlun God of War, her eyes a little confused.

She faintly felt the breath of Xu Dahai from the Kunlun God of War.

This is... the breath of my father.

submarine hall,

The members of the Blood King Palace are still revelling,

The scene was smoky and the smell of alcohol was pungent.

The Kunlun God of War was approaching them, yet no one noticed.

The Kunlun God of War patted the shoulders of the members of the First Blood Palace next to him: "Dude, borrow a fire."

The other party laughed and said: "Come here, try the Huazi I just bought from Daxia. It is said that this is the most expensive cigarette in Daxia..."

But halfway through the conversation, it stopped abruptly.

He suddenly felt that the man who borrowed fire in front of him was a little unfamiliar, but also a little familiar.

Unfamiliar, because he is not a member of the Blood King Palace.

It's familiar, because it's familiar, as if I've just seen it.

Soon, his brain flashed and he remembered.

Isn't this Tian Xingjian's driver?

He was locked in a cell, and his hands and feet were tied,

How did he escape?

A huge sense of crisis hit.

He opened his mouth to shout,

However, the Kunlun God of War made a preemptive strike and knocked him unconscious with a punch.

It was dimly lit, smoky, and noisy, and no one noticed what was going on here.

Kunlun God of War walked towards the four people who were playing cards in the corner.

"Dude, borrow a fire."

The four of them didn't lift their heads and focused on playing cards: "Take it yourself."

Kunlun God of War: "Sorry, out of reach."

A bearded man scolded and picked up the lighter and handed it to the Kunlun God of War: "Go away, don't disturb Lao Tzu playing mahjong."

Grass!

The Kunlun God of War was furious: "You dare to scold me? Die!"

Um?

The beard froze for a moment, then raised his head.

Dare to speak so arrogantly, could it be a leader?

He raised his head and saw a ferocious twisted face.

His heart skipped a beat, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

Just as he was about to speak, the Kunlun God of War punched him.

The other party fainted.

The other three were shocked and looked up quickly.

Can,

Their heads are not lifted,

The fist of the Kunlun God of War arrived as promised.

The other three were also knocked unconscious.

The Kunlun God of War originally wanted to stealthily kill this group of people, lest they escape.

But I didn't think of one of the guys who was knocked out, holding a wine bottle in his hand.

After he fainted, the wine bottle fell to the ground, making a crisp sound that resounded throughout the audience.

Everyone's eyes swept over.

After discovering the Kunlun God of War, the people in the Blood King Hall were stunned.

"Huh? What's the situation? Weren't you locked in a cell? How did you get out?"

Kunlun God of War pretended to be calm, stretched out his hand and pointed at one of the scarred faces: "He let me out."

The people in the Blood King Hall suddenly looked at the scarred face with angry eyes: "Grass, why the hell did you let him out."

Scar blushed anxiously: "You listen to his nonsense, I've been here all the time, but I don't have time to let him out."

If everyone thought about it, what they said was right.

In the midst of suspicion, a figure suddenly fell into the crowd and smashed wildly.

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