Chapter Eighty-Six: The Final Battle
Dugu Evil Martyr was not born with a golden key to grow up, he experienced the darkest moment in his life when he was a child, in order to protect himself, Dugu Evil Martyr hid the most true emotions in his heart, airtight.
Who is the most important person in this world? There is no doubt that apart from his mother, that is his lover. As for the killing maniac, it may be a special master-servant relationship.
Dugu Jinghong has lived most of his life, and he has never been so desperate as he is now, and his own son actually said that he hated himself in front of him! Let me ask, is there anything more sad in this world than this?
Looking at his son's crazy expression, Dugu said self-deprecatingly: "Hehe, this may be God's punishment for me!
"Hmph, it's this clichΓ© again, all I have in my heart now is hatred and anger! My poor old father, just watch how colorful it will be tonight!"
Dugu sneered and turned to leave.
Dugu let out a long sigh, took out a cigar from his arms, and then smoked, coughing while smoking, his body was really getting worse and worse.
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Looking at the huge manor of the Dugu family, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion in his heart, he still came after all.
"I said, Master, that devil's house is too big!, how many people do you have to loot to reach such a scale!" Jiang Ming exclaimed.
"I said Jiang Fatty, your level of nonsense is getting higher and higher, according to Skynet's intelligence, this is a serious industry of the Dugu family, and there is not even a little water. I heard that the Dugu family's influence in Britain is not small! Dugu was even given the title of earl by the Queen of England, but he is a real nobleman! So it is normal for them to have such a mansion. Zhan Yanjun on the side explained.
"Yan Jun is right, if we didn't have the support of the Dragon Group, if we wanted to attack the Dugu family, we would still be a little lacking. Chen Yufeng said.
Su Qingwu chuckled lightly and said, "This is also an agreement reached after intense discussion above, after all, the Dugu family has done too much." β
Chen Yufeng stretched his waist and said, "Tonight is the night of the burial of Dugu's evil soul, and he can't run away." β
In addition to Chen Yufeng and Su Qingwu tonight, Chen Yufeng also brought Jiang Ming, Zhan Yanjun, Xue Gui, Dust Feiyang, Lone Sword, and some brothers from Yutianmen, which can be said to be the whole army dispatched, in order to get rid of the Dugu evil evil!
Xue Gui and Jiang Ming walked to the gate of Dugu's house with machetes in hand, it was late at night, when the guards saw the two of them holding machetes, exuding murderous aura all over their bodies, they couldn't help but raise their vigilance, and said sharply: "Who are you?
Jiang Ming sneered and said, "Who are you asking?" This question is easy to answer, because we are the ones who killed you!"
"Flutter!"
Jiang Ming slashed through the guard's neck with just the right amount of force, without much effort, and cleanly. The other guard was taken aback, and was just about to make a move, but Xue Gui acted, and his actions were not inferior to Jiang Minglai, and he also ruthlessly took his life with just one sword!
The whole process did not take more than a minute, and it can be seen that after many battles, Jiang Ming and Xue Gui's strength has improved significantly.
"It's really boring, is the defense of the Dugu family as fragile as tofu?" Jiang Ming said dissatisfied.
Xue Gui patted him on the shoulder and said, "Isn't there still a shadow guard?" Don't worry, I'll let you kill him in a while!"
Jiang Ming chuckled lightly and said, "To be honest, I really didn't expect that I would become such a cold person, and I didn't even frown when I killed someone, which was unimaginable before." β
Listening to Jiang Ming's ridiculous words, Xue Gui lit a cigarette and said softly: "This is the path we have chosen, even if we will go to hell in the future, there is nothing to complain about." β
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Jiang Ming and Xue Gui led the brothers of Yutianmen to break through, and soon killed in the garden of Dugu's family.
"I said you, don't you think it's too rude to kill so many of us?"
At this time, a deep voice sounded, like a thunderclap, so that Jiang Ming, Xue Gui and the others couldn't help but stop.
This is an old man, dressed in servant clothes, although he looks old, his voice and momentum are not inferior to those of young people.
"Who are you? Could it be that you are the lackey of the Dugu family?" Jiang Ming asked sharply.
The old man shook his head and said, "The young people are so arrogant now, it seems that we old people are outdated. Alas, I have received the favor of the head of the Dugu family, and now the Dugu family has suffered this catastrophe, and the old man really can't see death without saving. β
As soon as the words fell, several shadow guards appeared out of thin air and killed the brothers of Yutianmen with lightning speed, and surrounded Jiang Ming and Xue Gui.
"Damn, you scumbags, if you dare to kill our brothers in the door, we won't let you go!" Before Xue Gui could speak, Jiang Ming took the initiative to attack, holding a machete and killing the old man.
The old man sighed lightly, his eyes became cold, and as soon as he stepped out, the bluestone slab suddenly burst open, and in the interval of Jiang Ming's surprise, a punch smashed on his body, and suddenly, Jiang Ming's mouthful of blood spurted out and flew out upside down.
"Fatty!" Xue Gui exclaimed, wanting to come to his aid, but was surrounded by the shadow guards.
"Get out of the way for me!" Xue Gui roared, and directly launched a stormy attack on the shadow guards. The Shadow Guards are not a group of wine bags and rice bags, and in the face of Xue Gui's offensive, they saw the moves, and they were inextricable for a while.
Jiang Ming stood up slowly, looking at the old man in front of him in surprise, he didn't expect such an old person to have such strength.
The old man walked towards Jiang Ming step by step, and said lightly: "The old man has been in China for decades, and I haven't seen any kind of person. Young man, as long as you get out of the Dugu family now, the old man can not blame the past. β
Jiang Ming clutched the machete tightly in his hand and said coldly: "For the sake of the master, I will not give up like this, even if it is a strong enemy, I will not retreat." β
"I have a lot of backbone, but if I don't have the strength, it's futile after all. The old man smiled disdainfully and punched out, but Jiang Ming struggled to dodge, and then slashed out horizontally, pointing directly at the old man's neck.
The old man was not in a hurry or impatient, his steps were light, he dodged Jiang Ming's attack, and then swept towards Jiang Ming with a fierce whip leg.
"Bang!"
Jiang Ming was kicked away, leaving bruises on his arms. The old man took advantage of the situation and stepped forward and threw countless punches, each punch hit Jiang Ming's body, the force was almost the same, but the resonant blow made Jiang Ming suffer serious internal injuries. A mouthful of blood spurted out, Jiang Ming was powerless to fight again, and the machete fell aside.
"This ...... What is it...... What kind of punch?" Jiang Ming asked with a stammer, gasping for breath.
The old man glanced at him and said, "Lost Fist." β
Lost boxing is one of the Han boxing techniques, from the Shaolin Temple. It is characterized by light and agile movements, flexible and changeable, paying attention to waist and leg skills, thick feet, upright power frame, and sufficient force. It is said to have been created by the Shaolin Dharma Patriarch, and Huo Yuanjia, a generation of heroes, is proficient in this boxing.
"It turned out to be the famous Lost Trace Boxing, hehe, the one who can practice the Lost Trace Boxing to this level must not be a nameless person. Jiang Ming sighed lightly.
The old man didn't answer Jiang Ming's words, but said calmly: "I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, do you want to die?"
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Chen Yufeng and the others came to Dugu's house, and because Jiang Ming and others opened the way, they did not encounter the slightest resistance.
"It's strange, what about them, could something have happened to them?" said Dusty Flying worriedly.
Chen Yufeng patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, although Jiang Ming and the others are usually a little tricky, they still have their own sense of proportion at critical moments." β
Dusty nodded, no longer thinking about these things.
"I said Chen Yufeng, you are too relieved of your subordinates. β
An evil voice, a pair of blood-red pupils, Dugu Evil Corpse stood on the big tree, his expression extremely cold.
Chen Yufeng pulled out the Ming Hong Knife without saying a word, and said coldly to Dugu Evil Martyr: "You have finally appeared, and tonight is the last battle between us." β