"Who are you?"

"Huang Ye?"

Tiger and Logan asked in unison.

What came in was Huang Ye Huang Debiao, the biggest mountain treasure dealer in Jiwen Town, who was also a master who traveled south and north back then.

When Logan was a child, he liked to listen to him tell stories from outside the mountains, but he never said much, and occasionally told stories that happened during the Cultural Revolution.

According to Ge Ye, when the Cultural Revolution was implemented, Huang Ye went to the imperial capital and was reviewed by Taizu. He also once ran to the Luohu port with a group of Red Guards, where he was preparing to smuggle to Hong Kong, saying that he wanted to spread the glory of Taizu to the world. He also participated in a martial arts fight, but he was frightened by the battle, so he secretly ran back.

Of course, after seeing the big world, my horizons naturally broadened a lot. Later, after the reform and opening up, Huang Ye was the first batch of people to take the mountain treasures to Shenzhen, of course, he also had a lot of other things later, and the most beautiful time was the collapse of the Soviet Union, and he became an international master.

But now it seems that this Huang Debiao is definitely not as simple as Ge Ye said.

At the very least, the blood stains on the knife in his hand are still bright red, which directly shows that this is also a guy who kills people like hemp and treats human life as nothing.

"Xiao Luo, it seems that this is the case with your life. You can't even catch a splash of wealth for you, you deserve to be a janitor there for the rest of your life!" Huang Debiao said with a sneer.

It's just that before he finished speaking, a saber had already appeared in his lower abdomen quickly and ruthlessly, as if as long as he stretched out a centimeter further, this so-called Huang Ye would be disemboweled. At the same time, there were three gunshots, completely blocking the opponent's retreat. If it weren't for the purpose of catching alive, these three shots would definitely hit Huang Debiao's fatal place.

But there is never a likeness in this world, and there is no possibility or possibility. The difference of one centimeter, at this time, is like a moat, the saber in the tiger's hand has used all his strength, and it is still one centimeter short, so he can only sigh.

It's hard to believe that a bad old man who looks like he's about to die has such a great strength, doesn't it mean that he is afraid of being weak and strong? Even if this Huang Debiao has cultivated his internal strength, at this age, he has a great loss of qi and blood, and it is absolutely impossible to compete with a young man like Tiger who has been trained for a long time. Otherwise, why do you want the tigers to come out and do it? Aren't all the old worshippers in the eight places settled when they come out?

I saw that after Huang Debiao held the tiger's saber, it was directly a powerful side kick. Blood sprayed all over the sky like no money, and the tiger's whole person also crashed into Yang Ming who was rushing over like a cannonball.

Then, with a shake of his body, like a cheetah attacking at full speed, the knife in his hand cut out a sword-like light, and he slashed directly at Yao Hong. Fortunately, Yao Hong's reaction was also fast, and the steel gun in his hand was sideways, blocking the fatal blow stubbornly. But the next punch was not so pleasant, like a red-hot steel drill, stabbed directly into his stomach, his eyes were black, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

The two rookie warriors in the eighth place attacked at the same time as they were dying. Immediately afterwards, Yang Ming, who put down the tiger, also joined the battle group. All three wisely abandoned their guns, and all of them used their knives. The four of them started an extremely tragic fight in this small place.

At this time, it is all about experience, physical strength, and ferocity towards the enemy and cruelty to oneself. With a few muffled snorts, the hunting knife in Huang Debiao's hand flashed a few times, and several deep blood marks suddenly appeared on the two soldiers in the eighth place. This is still under the premise of Yang Ming's desperate support, otherwise, as long as the knife in Huang Debiao's hand is raised up a little distance, the throats of those two fighters will definitely be cut.

At this time, Huang Debiao was not unscathed, and he also had scars on his body. However, the old guy's movements were extremely strange, and at the same time as the knife stabbed his body, it was followed by an extremely special writhing. In this way, although the knife wound seems to have been stretched a lot and the amount of bleeding seems to have become a little large, it is not deep, and it does not affect the tendons, except for a little pain, it does not cause much damage.

"Boy, the knife is a good game. Come, continue to play with your master!" Huang Debiao smiled evilly, and then pounced like a tiger.

The speed is faster, the knife is swung more sharply, and the angle is more tricky. Yang Ming is fighting for his life, and Huang Debiao is simply exchanging his life for his life. This time the confrontation lasted for a shorter time.

It can almost be said that under one face, the two fighters in the eighth place basically lost their combat effectiveness. Yang Ming's cheek had a deep gap, and Huang Debiao's body was just a few more wounds that didn't hurt or itch.

As soon as the two soldiers from the eighth place fell, the position was vacant, and the 9253 people, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, did not hesitate to draw their guns and shoot. It's just that as soon as the muzzle of their guns was raised, they heard the sound of three bowstrings, and almost at the same time as they heard the sound, a pitch-black feather arrow appeared on everyone's shoulder blades!

"It's okay for a few young men to bully a bad old man, and when a fair duel is dueling, he actually shoots a black gun? Many old guys told me that young people nowadays will do whatever it takes to win, and I don't believe it, it seems that this old man with gold really has the same personality as him, and his heart is really black enough. Lao Huang, you owe me a favor, and in the end I will be paid an extra 10%. Remember!"

Hearing this, Logan and the others were completely dumbfounded.

It's Ge Ye!

It's the Ge Ye who looks like he's smiling at all times and likes the lively boys!

When they got together to eat, they kept pouring meat into their pot to Yang Ming, the Ge Ye!

Ge Ye, who raised Rogan so big!

"You cunning deer beater, if you don't make a move, I can deal with those little cubs! After Huang Debiao finished speaking, the hunting knife in his hand was faster, and after changing direction, he slapped Yang Ming's head directly with the blade of the knife. Yang Ming suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and he immediately fainted.

Ge Ye squinted his eyes and glanced at Yang Ming, who had fainted, and then smiled.

"The strength is good, but it just stunned this kid. Looks like you're worried about those old monsters in the reserve camp coming to trouble you?"

Huang Debiao glared at Ge Ye viciously, and then looked at the wounded soldiers all over the ground. Snorted coldly and said, "What are these little cubs like now? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's recitation of that little incense back then, these people would have died a long time ago.

However, alas, ran one. The one named Xing Jie was smart, and when he saw that the momentum was not right, he immediately pulled away. This determination is very much like his grandfather Liu Jiaming. But Luo Geng, this kid doesn't have a good brain, the Xing family kid didn't listen to him so many times, how did you teach him?"

When Ge Ye heard Huang Debiao say this, he also glanced at Luo Gen helplessly, shook his head and said, "Give him a good time." ”