- The words "no chance" have a double meaning in the impression of high potential.

An ordinary meaning, but just a miss of chance; There is also a special meaning, which exaggerates a sense of crisis.

But at this time, Gao Qian looked at the situation in front of him, and the four words "no chance" hoarsely came out of Cen Chi's throat, which not only seemed to refer to drinking, but also seemed to vaguely reveal another meaning. However, with just the two people in the house who were intoxicated with drinking dreams, how could they move him to dive high?

Even if the strength of wine can strengthen people's courage and increase their reckless strength, but he is the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the defense of the enemy is based on martial arts, not to mention two drunken madmen, that is, twenty more drunken madmen, are not his opponents.

What's more, at this time, Cen Chi, who didn't know martial arts, was in a state of poison again, and he was already a wasted person.

Therefore, after Gao Qian was stunned for a short time, he turned around and looked at Fang Wu who was drunk and slumped in the chair. According to Gao Qian's understanding, Fang Wu has martial arts to hide, but he almost never reveals it, so in this somewhat strange environment in the inn room at this time, Gao Qian's vigilance against Fang Wu will be higher.

Another point is that if Cen Chi is really poisoned, then the only way to save his life is to find a way to make Fang Wu have no shots.

However, when he looked back at Fang Wu, he saw that the Daoist did not look awake at all.

The Taoist also seemed to see Cen Chi who was coughing up blood at this time, but in his drunken and misty eyes, Cen Chi was not coughing up blood, but spitting wine, so he just slapped the armrest of the chair indiscriminately and shouted intermittently: "Just drink it, vomit." Spoil! Waste ......"

"Mr. Cen is poisoned, Mr. Fang, wake up quickly, is there any way to suppress the poison first?" Gao Qian ignored Fang Wu's drunken nonsense, and just slapped his face with his hand while calling him.

At this moment, Gao Qian's love is still relatively calm.

However, sitting two steps behind Gao Qian, Cen Chi, who was coughing up blood, looked at the scene in front of him. But he frowned. His spirit was still very clear, but his emotions were a little fluctuating, not because of the pain in his body, but because he was a little anxious about one thing.

The hesitation was only in an instant, and Cen Chi's figure deviated to the left and fell from the chair.

Hearing a muffled sound of "bang" from behind, Gao Qian's eyes turned around, and he saw Cen Chi fall under the table, and the situation was unknown.

The high dive had to temporarily let go of Fang Wu's side. Run under the table.

"Sir!" Gao Qian squatted down beside the table and grabbed one of Cen Chi's arms as he had just dragged Fang Wushi. Pull him up from under the table.

And at the same time that Gao Qian grabbed Cen Chi's forearm and lifted it up. He suddenly felt that the body under his command, which should have become very heavy due to the poisonous coma, was suddenly as light as a flying feather...... Fly to him!

Falling off the chair was originally Cen Chi's control of his body and acting, not because of fainting.

So after his body hit the ground, the hand that was pressed under one side of his body had actually gathered his strength to support the ground. Just wait for Gao Qian to crouch down at the table and pull him again. And he will leap to his feet.

If Gao Qian hadn't squatted down, Cen Chi might have been a little hesitant.

But Gao Qian really squatted down as expected, and Cen Chi would not give up this opportunity!

"Bang!"

Cen Chi used all his strength to jump up, like an octopus, hanging on Gao Qian's body. Push him to the ground.

Those who practice martial arts first practice the next plate, usually standing up. As for when squatting, the lower plate is still stable, and the ratio between yes and no is a bit hanging. Cen Chi only had a gamble, according to what he knew, in the face of external attacks, most martial arts practitioners were not as stable as when they were standing, but they didn't know how accurate this routine could be on Gao Qian.

But apart from this opportunity, he couldn't find any other attack opportunities in the high dive.

So he can only bet!

"Old way!"

While pounced on the high dive like a wolf, Cen Chi roared.

When Cen Chi suddenly counterattacked, Gao Qian was surprised for a moment, but as the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he had received a lot of training, and he had also seen a variety of emergencies when he traveled with the Prime Minister, so in the face of the unexpected situation in the inn room today, he could quickly calm down and clearly smell a trace of danger.

What threat can a waste person who doesn't know martial arts pose to himself?

If it weren't for the prime minister's order there, it would be superfluous to kill this scholar who suddenly became troubled.

As for the middle-aged Taoist, maybe he would have some tricks, but with only a pair of fleshy palms, it would be difficult to avoid his ten moves.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gao Qian's mouth, from squatting to standing up, his figure was indeed unstable, but it was not so bad that he would be pounced on by Cen Chi, who had no martial arts foundation. Not only did he not fall, but he also did not let go of the hand holding Cen Chi, but his five fingers were like a pair of pig iron pliers, suddenly tightening by three points, and the hand bone of Cen Chi's right arm was "Gege" softly, and it was constantly cracked.

And just when Cen Chi's right forearm was about to be broken off by Gao Qian, the sky suddenly swelled with a piece of white powder!

Gao Qian subconsciously closed his eyes, and the strength of the five fingers of Cen Chi's arm slowed slightly, and then he smelled a faint aroma of flour......

It's actually flour!

Gao Qian realized that he had been fooled, and before he opened his eyes, the five fingers that were grabbing Cen Chi's forearm had already exerted force in advance. He had already realized that this scholar who was similar to waste in his eyes was actually extremely insidious and cunning, and he regretted it a little, he should have been more ruthless just now, and directly abolished this person with one palm, instead of just fighting with one arm.

But his realization was half a beat after all.

At the same time that Cen Chi was snorting in pain beside him, Gao Qian also felt the coldness on his neck.

This coolness is thinner than a blade, so it also makes Gao Qian even more uneasy.

He vaguely remembered what kind of artifact it could give people a feeling, but he couldn't remember it very clearly......

This is because he used to watch this kind of object stalk to others, but today he is experiencing for the first time what it feels like to be wrapped around his neck.

"Die!"

A roar beside him!

The voice still came from the scholar who usually looked modest, gentle, thin, and sick...... Cen Chi!

"You!" The moment he opened his eyes in the white mist of high potential, he also roared angrily, like a beast falling into a trap.

But he only had time to roar.

Wrapped around the neck of the high dive is a silk string as thin as silk, but tougher than iron wire, if it were not for the blood on the string, the naked eye may not be able to see clearly.

But no matter what, once such a seemingly thin thread wraps around the neck of the high dive and is strangled in the skin with a certain elasticity, even if the high dive has a dagger hidden in his sleeve, it is impossible for him to swing the dagger to cut the neck and break the string.

What's more, Cen Chi obviously won't give him this opportunity.

The sharp pain of the fracture of his right arm and the colic pain of the poison under the ribs all hit his spirit, almost making Cen Chi faint, but he knew that things had only reached the most critical point of the instant reversal of victory and defeat at this time, and he couldn't relax a bite, so he didn't hesitate to bite the tip of his tongue, full of salty just to refresh himself with this third sharp pain closest to the brain nerves!

While fighting the pain, his relatively intact left sleeve danced wildly, and a little bit of white light flew through the gap, and with only one chance, he successfully wrapped around Gao Qian's neck.

He is like a young man who has never lassoed a horse, but with only one shot, he has caught a fierce horse that is going mad in anger.

This time, he's also gambling!

If he doesn't shoot on the right track, he will face a cliff with no place to die, and he will not have a chance to shoot.

Maybe it's too close, maybe it's another kind of providence that helps his hand, which usually only holds a pen and dances to write, suddenly has the ability to strike!

"Ka..."

Cen Chi flexed the thumb of his left hand, pressed a sudden pen www.biquge.info on the edge of the line in his hand, and directly pressed it down, and then he let go of his hand.

Xingzi broke away from the control of Cen Chi's palm, but it did not become a dead thing, and after a slight abnormal sound, it began to automatically tighten the filament that was "spit" out of the box. But because the other end of the filament was wrapped around a person's neck, the weight of the box obviously couldn't hold a young man, so it could only fly out upside down and stick to his neck.

Despite this, the silk threads in the box did not stop and continued to tighten, and the silk strings were stretched to the limit, and a metallic sound of machine springs grinding each other came out of the box.

The other end of the silk string had already streaked a deep streak of blood on the soft neck of the high submer's skin.

The Adam's apple was locked, unable to speak, the largest blood vessels in the neck and the breathing trachea were tightened, and there was already a void in the mind of the high submersion.

However, just before he was about to lose consciousness and Cen Chi was about to really succeed, the sound of the metal plate of the reed inside the line rubbing was close to his ears, giving Gao Qian a hint......

This should be regarded as Cen Chi's biggest omission in the whole plan of "strangling high diving".

But this mistake cannot be regarded as Cen Chi's omission.

Because even the officials of the Ministry of Industry who presided over the production of this box could not have expected that he was just a general in the Prime Minister's Mansion who could know the trick of destroying this artifact!

Gao Qian finally remembered what was wrapped around his neck and where its weaknesses were.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and flew up and kicked Cen Chi out of the way by his side, and at the same time, one of his hands had reached into his sleeve and pulled out the sharp dagger that was tied to his forearm.

His other hand grabbed his neck indiscriminately, grasped the body of the box that spit out the silk strings, and once he was sure that he was holding it correctly, the short dagger he was holding with his other hand immediately cut horizontally! ――

To be continued.

ps: Reminder, the chapter name of this chapter is either a typo, or "cunning" is correct, but the name of this chapter does have the meaning of "strangulation", in addition, it is mainly "cunning killing". In addition, I found that every time I wrote about the battle, I was very excited before I wrote it, but it was extremely difficult in the process of writing, word by word, cough, this chapter was written for almost five hours, and it was not finished, and Gao Qian was not dead, wiping sweat......

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