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That shadow is not someone else. It's zuono who Ling he arranged to stay in the front hall to deal with.

Before, zuono, who was at the end of the line, now had a crack in the corner of his eye. The blood ran through his knife cut cheek. If it wasn't for the monsoon smoke to stop people in time, he unloaded most of his strength and fell on the ground directly, I'm afraid that zuono would not die and lose half of his life.

"Little Miss... " Zuo Nuo's painful facial features wrinkled up. He wanted to stand on his feet in a hurry, but he couldn't stop fighting.

The eyes of monsoon smoke narrowed. She raised her head and looked towards the hall.

In the hall, Su Lingmin stood in a striking position, holding up her chin proudly, and Lei Min stood on her side.

A man with a strong face and a big body stood in front of Su Lingpeng, clenched his hands into fists. When he saw the monsoon smoke, he raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, put down his fists without panic, and looked at the embarrassed Zuo Nuo arrogantly.

"You can't help it?"

Zuo Nuo bit his teeth and tried to rush through, but he was firmly held by the monsoon smoke.

Linghe's face is very ugly. Just then, Su Lingmin and Lei Min suddenly break into the house with this strange man. Linghe asks Zuo Nuo and others to watch and runs to the backyard to look for monsoon smoke.

But he can't think of it, but after a while, the man started directly!

Not only did Zuo Nuo get a beating, but also the other guards in the hall were in a mess. All of them were blue and purple, and some of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

All the guards in the house were once beaten down on the battlefield. Linghe dared not to fight with iron teeth. They were the strongest soldiers, but their hands were definitely not compared with those of ordinary people. However, more than ten guards in the hall were injured by the man Su Lingpeng brought!

"What do you want to do?!" Linghe's face was so gloomy that he pulled out the heavy sword on his back and blocked them in front of the monsoon smoke.

The man glanced at Ling He and picked up his eyebrows slightly.

"You're not qualified to talk to me and get your master out of here."

Linghe stares at the man, and his sword hand is tight again.

"Boss, this man's strength is very strong..." Zuo Nuo, suffering from severe pain, hurriedly opened his mouth.

Ling He squinted.

The man sneered, as if he had not seen Ling He in his eyes.

"Where do dogs come from? They like to bite people." The sound of monsoon smoke rang from behind Ling He. She stepped forward, handed Zuo Nuo to Ling He and walked to the man.

The man slightly frowned, looked at the monsoon smoke coming up, looked up, swept the thin body of the monsoon smoke.

"Are you monsoon smoke?" The man said.

The monsoon smoke chuckled, and a free and easy step sat on the front of the hall, raised his legs, raised his chin and looked at the arrogant man.

"Find someone who can speak, barking, I can't understand!"