It is not unreasonable for Ma Junmei to be afraid of the Wudang faction, after all, she and Zhang He had suffered a big loss in Wudang in the Peony Building, but more importantly, Wudang is a martial arts master, a real Niubi sect, comparable to Emei and Shaolin, and its promotion route is as follows:

Disciple, Sword Guard, Sword Dance Hall, Zhenwu Hall, Taiji Hall, New Seven Heroes......

This level of Taijitang is the Wudang 5th turn man, this is the 5th turn master of Wudang, the strength, prestige, and power are so strong, even if it is a guest in the clouds, a 6-turn chivalrous person at the level of dream impermanence is difficult to look at its back.

It's just that the 18th Company Battalion hooked up with such a force, and it is no wonder that Huang Feihu, as the second leader of the 18th Company Battalion, acts unscrupulously and kills people without fear, so it is strange that he will put Zhang He and others who are not famous in his eyes.

Ma Junmei said angrily: "Wudang is not a big deal, it's a big deal to hang a few levels and desperately kill those dogs." ”

Lin Ruoli argued: "You are just the courage of a vain horseman, and you are simply going to die." ”

Ma Junmei said: "Then what do you want me to do?" Do you want me to swallow my anger? I can't. ”

Lin Ruoli said: "We can outwit and not use force, just a few of us here, it will be difficult to resist such a huge force." ”

Ma Junmei said: "How to outwit?" ”

Lin Ruoli said: "I asked the invincible junior four to inform a few of my friends, we can first go to reconnoiter which area of the eighteenth company camp the Emperor Feihu is active, and then the soldiers will act in three ways, the first way can attack head-on to attract the attention of the other party, the other way can sneak in from behind to sneak attack, and the third way intercepts reinforcements and ......."

Before she could finish speaking, she was coldly interrupted by Ma Junmei: "You made a mistake, now that the eighteenth company camp has been completely blocked, it is difficult to enter the Taihang Canal, are you still positive?" ”

Hua Feihong groaned and said: "It's better to be like this, when I return to Shushan with a letter and ask the master to mediate, I expect that the master will come forward to rush to the Shenyin Peak, and with her prestige, our reputation in Shushan will definitely allow Wudang and the Eighteenth Company to come up with an explanation for this matter." ”

Lin Ruoli sneered: "The crazy brother is not from Shu Mountain, I don't think Master Ling Yin will help him out, besides, the other party's statement may not be the result we want, they handed over the second dragon head for us to kill?" Do you think it's possible? ”

Ma Junmei said angrily: "What you said about outwitting just now? And now it's starting to oppose again? ”

Lin Ruoli said coldly: "I said it, but even if Master Ling Yin comes in person, there are still a few days before Shushan arrives here, and when the alliance leader meeting is held, outsiders are not allowed to enter at all, even if we can enter the canal, but what about going up the mountain?" Not at all. ”

Ma Junmei said: "Then it's best to do things according to my method, let's directly dress up as masked people and walk at night, quietly enter the Taihang canal, and kill them by surprise." ”

Hua Feihong said: "Qianye, you need to listen to me this time, Miss Lin is reasonable, we are really reckless this time." ”

Ma Junmei said angrily: "It's not my reckless problem, it's that Xiaopang was killed by someone with a knife, are we just sitting here and trying to scratch ideas?" Senior sister, don't you forget, when we returned to Shushan from Chenzhou, it was all Chubby who helped us lead the monster and deliver medicine along the way? He's hanging now, but we're steady? Can you hold on? ”

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the words became more and more ugly, Lin Ruoli couldn't help but say, "Miss Qian, can you calm down?" ”

Ma Junmei argued excitedly: "Why am I not calm? When will it be your turn as an outsider to point fingers at me? ”

"You!" Lin Ruoli was annoyed.

Hua Feihong also glared at Ma Junmei: "Chiba, Miss Lin is here to help us all, what are you talking about?" ”

Ma Junmei argued: "I'm talking and telling the truth, am I still right?" ”

Lin Ruoli sneered and said, "Okay, what you said is human and honest, then I'm just farting and faking to fight, right?" ”

Ma Junmei said angrily: "Then you mean I'm still farting?" ”

Hua Feihong stood up: "Chiba, don't be so rude. ”

Ma Junmei was about to refute, but a voice stopped the outburst of the women: "Don't make any noise!" ”

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and found that the fat man's eyes were red and his expression was very tired.

The fat man glanced at Zhang He, but Zhang He still lowered his head, as if he was thinking and making up his mind, and his expression was very weird.

The fat man turned to the girls again and let out a long sigh: "Brother, sister, I know, you are all my friends, and you all want to help me vent, I ...... I thank you, really...... I don't have any friends in the dynasty, I sent the incident this time, you didn't say anything, you didn't ask for any payment, all the people came to help me, I ......"

His voice suddenly choked, and he couldn't speak anymore, obviously his heart was full of contradictions and pain, but also full of emotion and complexity.

Ma Junmei's heart softened, and she said with a rare gentleness: "Little fatty, don't say that, everyone lives in the same building, you will see the outside world when you say this, I usually treat you a little fiercely, but I am also afraid that you will mess around, everyone is friends, don't you usually say the same?" If this kind of thing happens, you Sister Ma and I will never care, don't worry, with your sister and me, it's a big deal to slaughter those miscellaneous pieces if you hang up and start over. ”

"I know." The fat man nodded gratefully: "But this time is different, I also know that the Eighteenth Company Battalion and Wudang, that we can't afford to provoke, they are too powerful, and we have nothing, we are all a few thousand-year-old singles, we can't win against them, I know, I also have this self-knowledge; I really don't want everyone to take risks for me, if you all really want to do it this time, I know very well that the chance of winning is almost none, and the risk is also very high, in case you are unfortunate and hang up, lose your martial arts and transfer level, then I really don't know what to say...... Besides, if you want to blame me this time, I blame myself for being careless, not good at learning, and being killed by someone else's knife, it's a big deal that I delete the number and start over, and when I practice martial arts well, I will personally go to take revenge, the hearts of my brothers and sisters, I will always remember ......"

His tone was low and his words were frank, and anyone could hear the helplessness.

Ma Junmei couldn't help but cry when she heard it.

Yes, people are powerful and powerful, and they have a lot of soldiers, but what about their own side?

What is left but anger and blood?

Have you ever seen a precedent where anger and blood alone can succeed in revenge in the rivers and lakes?

Until this moment, Ma Junmei, Hua Feihong and Lin Ruoli, including the fat man, really understood what an exciting and bloody rhetoric Zhang He's sentence "Princes and generals, rather have a kind of" is a kind of exciting, blood-warming rhetoric, but behind this sentence, there is also how much bitterness and helplessness, how much pain and irony.

In the face of the illustrious and powerful, in the face of the so-called upper class of the upper class, when the grassroots players under the pyramid encounter misfortune and injustice, they can often only knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs, endure silently, secretly wipe their tears, and more often even lie to themselves, believing that God has eyes and will definitely let those grandsons be punished.

This powerlessness is the greatest sorrow of mankind......

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and no one was willing to say a word again.

Because no words can describe this helplessness, everyone can feel the sorrow and sorrow in the fat man's heart at this moment.

I don't know when the fog began to rise on the waterway, and a rainstorm seemed to be coming, and the rain and fog ahead were hazy, covering all the scenery, where is the righteousness? Where is the ideal?

Hua Feihong looked at the smoke and confusion in the distance, for the first time she had a feeling of confusion and helplessness, even Lin Ruoli, who has always been resourceful, also had a sad face, she is also a woman after all, and she is full of sympathy for the fat man's suffering.

But she also felt that this time the problem was too tricky, and she didn't know what to do.

Almost at this moment, all the women looked up at Zhang He in unison, if anyone can really solve these big problems, it is only Zhang He.

There is no one else, only Zhang He.

Zhang He is in their hearts, and his prestige will always be in the first place.

It's a pity that Zhang He has not spoken, it is completely different from his usual state of being good at analysis, he has been looking down at the table in a distraction, until the quarrel stopped at this moment, everyone fell silent, he got up, picked up a pot of burning knives and slowly walked to the front deck.

Everyone looked at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

There was a drum on the foredeck, and Zhang He picked up the drum hammer.

The wind is up, the fog is heavy, and the drums are sounding.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of the drums was slow and sonorous, spreading far and wide across the waterways, but it soon became rapid, mixed with an inexplicable tragedy and determination, as if to vent the anger and grievances through the drumming.

Everyone couldn't help but be infected by Zhang He's drums, and they all looked at him in a daze.

Zhang He raised the pot and raised his head, and the wine poured into his mouth like a waterfall.

He still had no expression, but the drums beat more quickly and loudly, as if thousands of troops were coming, like a storm crossing the border.

The ancients used drums to sound grievances, marched with drums, and cheered with drums, so what about Zhang He?

Zhang He just faced this day and this place, faced with the fog of the river, faced with all the parting, love and hatred, hammered the drum, helped with wine, and sang loudly for the first time:

vow to go, into the knife mountain;

Heroic and strong, pass thousands of levels;

Infinite pride, arrogance of men;

Hell also comes and goes alone;

Deliberately break into the tiger and leopard's den;

When will it be back today?

How;

It's hard to get drunk;

It's relatively late at the moment;

I am willing to have a glass with you;

Gather and disperse, remember the heart;

Don't forget the love and righteousness, and keep the heroic spirit forever;

It's not too late to get to know each other later......

……

After a long time, the drum has stopped, the wine has been empty, the song has been exhausted, and the pot has been broken, Zhang He walked off the painting boat and walked into the distance with his head held high alone, leaving only a trace of resolute and resolute back gradually disappearing in the bleak wind and cold rain.

(To be continued)