Chapter 32: Catching Turtles in an Urn (3)
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Seeing that he was surrounded, the Whistling Mountain Tiger procrastinated while scheming to find a way out.
Yue Zhang hid behind the human wall, and said in his heart that I have to **** to let you run away, and then come back to me for revenge.
He said expressionlessly: "You don't have that chance, kill!" ”
At this time, who the fuck has the heart to chat with you, don't pretend to be forced at a critical moment, otherwise you will definitely be anti-T. In TV series, I have watched too many of this kind of bridges.
The teenagers were ordered, although they were currently superior in numbers, but they were not careless; The conscious trio form a group and strangle the past.
After seeing Gu Qingqing's body, the teenagers' resentment towards the Whistling Mountain Tiger and others had reached its peak.
At this time, he was holding an iron ruler and a steel knife, although he was unarmed on the other side, he did not have the slightest intention of leaving a living mouth.
A group of Whistling Mountain Tigers were already injured, blind, and they couldn't show their abilities even if they didn't have any skills. As soon as they saw each other, there were several dead and wounded.
In the midst of the encirclement, only the Howling Mountain Tiger and one of his subordinates held a flat pole, blocking left and right with wide opening and closing, and resisted vigorously.
Yue Zhang looked at the Howling Mountain Tiger who was fighting the trapped beasts, and sneered in his heart.
He was still curious about these people in the rivers and lakes, and in the film and television dramas and novels of his previous life, these people flew high and spread their gods. But now it seems that it is what it is.
It is undeniable that the Whistling Mountain Tiger is really good at kung fu, relying on the strength of the flat burden in his hand, so that the young man who surrounds him cannot get close.
But this group of teenagers is not practicing ordinary kung fu styles; In the Imperial Village, Yue Zhang and the five sect leaders studied and deleted most of the unpractical tricks in the sword technique. Specialize in practicing slashing and blocking a few moves.
Simple, brutal.
In addition, they have been with Yue Zhang for a long time, and they have no chivalrous demeanor in their hearts at all, so they shoot yin damage, and pick places that the two of the Whistling Mountain Tigers can't take care of.
The one who was back to him was the man who kidnapped Gu Qingqing that day, he was not bad with light skills, but he was surrounded like an iron bucket, and there was no place to go around him.
Xu Lin and his companions, one virtual and one real, took advantage of him not to be slashed on his neck.
Blood spurted far down his neck, and he struggled to cover the wound on his neck with both hands as if he were grasping with an eagle, and slowly threw himself to the ground with his mouth that was already silent, and there was no longer any breath.
This time, all the spearheads were pointed at the Whistling Tigers.
Several times, the Whistling Tiger tried to snatch a steel knife, believing that it could cause damage with the knife in his hand, and rushed out through a gap.
But he thought too simply; Every time he struck a sword, he would have an additional wound on his body. The teenagers work in groups of three, just to prevent him.
Having lost his only assistant, he no longer has a barrier behind him. I can only keep turning around and dealing with the teenagers who are attacking from all directions.
There were more and more wounds on his body, and before long, blood was covered in his body.
Although he tried his best to avoid the vital points every time, more mosquitoes could bite the cow, and as the blood drained, he felt that his strength was gradually losing out.
He felt slimy, his clothes were sticking to him, and he felt a fear of death.
The heart is finished, the wind and waves have broken through, and the boat has capsized in this gutter.
I was really told by the old rabbit surnamed Qiu that I was going to die on a woman's body
But no one will give him time to feel sorry for himself.
Li Dabao followed the "Bah! With a loud roar, he jumped high, and an iron ruler smashed at him with the sound of breaking through the air, and in his hurry, he raised his shoulder to take the blow.
But as soon as he raised his hand, he knew that he was finished.
Although the flat pole in his hand is made of old bamboo oil, it has cracked from the middle after being beaten with a knife and a stick just now.
How can such a flat shoulder withstand this kind of stick?
"Click!" With a bang, the iron ruler in Li Dabao's hand broke through the flat pole like a withering and decaying, and between the lightning and flint, the whistling mountain tiger turned his head away, and the iron ruler slammed against his ear and smashed it on the shoulder.
With a muffled sound, mixed with the sound of bones shattering, the iron rod continued to be powerful, and the whistling tiger was pressed to its knees.
The Whistling Tiger finally lost his resistance, and blood foamed from his mouth and nose, apparently shattering the lobes of his lungs.
The teenagers cheered, and they gathered around and were about to make up for him two more times, but they heard a "slow" behind them.
Yue Zhang parted the crowd and cautiously stepped forward. After making sure that the Whistling Tiger was powerless to fight back, he walked in front of him.
"You have taken five women and, after you have done them a scourge, you have killed three of them. Now in my hands, you have no reason to live.
I'm curious about you, though, so I'll give you a chance; Let you choose how to die.
It seems unreasonable for you to kill innocent women, you can sell them or keep them for sexual pleasure.
But you killed them and threw them into the city. What is your purpose? ”
The Whistling Tiger knelt on the ground, his neck restrained by six iron rulers, preventing him from having a chance to hurt others.
He kept spurting blood foam from his mouth, hissing and panting, and looked up at Yue Zhang and let out a somewhat maniacal laugh.
"Hehe, I'll kill it when I'm tired of playing, what's so unusual. Lao Tzu is in this situation now, why is it not all dead? Stop the ink, give it a good time. ”
Yue Zhang glanced at him disdainfully, "Don't worry, you won't die very happily." I have heard that the eunuchs in the palace will hang the cut things back before they die, believing that in this way they can give birth to a whole person in the next life.
Thou hast fornicated thy wives and daughters, and hast slain them, according to the law, first the palace and then the beheaded. Have you heard of it? ”
The Whistling Mountain Tiger was stunned for a moment, and then forcibly struggled with his remnant body to pounce on Yue Zhang.
"You dare! Lao Tzu won't let you go! ”
Yue Zhang dodged and collapsed in front of him and slapped him, and the Whistling Mountain Tiger was slammed by him and fell to the ground.
With that crisp sound, Yue Zhang felt that his hand bones were broken.
What kept flashing in his heart at the moment was Gu Qingqing and the two corpses in the house.
His teeth creaked and creaked, and he said to the Whistling Tiger who fell to the ground, "What the hell? If you're a ghost, think about how you're going to get away with the girls you killed! I, Yue Zhang, won't bother you with it. ”
The Whistling Mountain Tiger was shocked and exclaimed, "You are Yue Zhang?" Haha, hahaha. If I tell you a secret about you, will you let me go? ”
Yue Zhang's heart moved, and he said, "I can't, but you can die a few days later." ”
When people are dying, if they hope to live one more day, they will pursue it at any cost.
Not to mention people like the Whistling Tigers.
He struggled to get up, and told the story of the person he had been hired to assassinate Yue Zhang and Hu Ying on Wang Xianlin's birthday next month. Naturally, it also includes the use of the woman's corpse to divert the attention of the patrol, with the intention of attacking the west.
Yue Zhang nodded slightly, so that the doubts in his heart were solved.
He took an iron ruler and struck it hard at the head of the Whistling Tiger.
The Whistling Mountain Tiger was caught off guard at all, until he lost consciousness, and his eyes were wide open, glaring at Yue Zhang.
"Lie to you, I don't want you to live like a beast for a moment."
Yue Zhangqiang held back the feeling of vomiting and gritted his teeth.