Chapter 174: The Peak Battle
The man in black stood there, slowly removing the black mask from his face, revealing an old face with a dense white beard on his chin.
This old man is really a human tiger, and he must have been a man when he was young, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at us.
"Is this really your grandfather?" I asked softly.
Fifteen people trembled: "It's him, but it's not him." He's not the grandfather I'm familiar with, he's just a tool to kill me. ”
As soon as the words fell, the old man's body moved, and he rushed at a very fast speed, aiming his palm at the fifteen people. The fifteen people couldn't bear to fight back, took a step back, who knew that this old man was pressing forward step by step, his palms were dancing like wheels, he didn't kill me, he just attacked the fifteen people.
The fifteen people forced the yard to slip away, he couldn't bear to turn back, and desperately avoided the old man's palm. After a round of fighting, the fifteen people shouted towards the top of the courtyard: "I said, should we take a gamble?" ”
The old man stopped suddenly, turned his back behind him, and said slowly: "How do you want to bet?" ”
"You're finally talking." Fifteen people's lips trembled: "Can you tell me, why did you kill me?" ”
"Kill you, so I can accumulate energy to break the level." The old man said slowly. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, I think this tone is very similar to Li Damin.
"Where's my real grandpa?" Fifteen people were a little exhausted and shook a little, and I quickly supported him.
"I am the master of this world," said the old man, "and whoever I let give birth to must live, and whoever I let die must die." I originally wanted to play with you, design your life well, and finally let you end miserably, and die without a place to bury! But I don't have much time, and I don't want to play with you anymore, so you're going to die here. ”
"My grandfather isn't here, is he?" Fifteen people had some axes and asked this sentence repeatedly.
The old man was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "It's gone." He was in retreat, and I designed his fate, and he went mad and broke his veins, vomited blood, and died. ”
"If you want to kill me, you can come to me, why do you want to move my grandfather?" Fifteen people's eyes were wet, and a tear slipped silently.
"Only by controlling your grandfather can he control you, after all, you were raised by him. Not only will I kill you, but I will punish your heart! The old man said calmly: "I didn't expect you to be so smart, I guessed it right away." Can you tell me, how did you guess? ”
"The palm I received yesterday is extremely familiar, and it comes from the same source as me, and it is deep and long, and there is a high probability that it is my grandfather." Fifteen people said.
"The game isn't fun, you're smart. But I'm glad that your wisdom and reflexes are not below me, and that you are me. ”
"What do you mean?" Fifteen people wondered: "I am you?" ”
"Hehe, after you die, go to Lord Yama and ask for yourself, I just don't know if there is a netherworld in this text world." The old man said, put on a posture, slid on the ground, and the whole person was like an eagle flying at a low altitude, and it really flew up, and rushed to the fifteen people.
Fifteen people stepped forward, their arms staggered, and the grandfather and grandson fought together.
I've never seen hand-to-hand combat with martial arts routines, and the ones on TV are similar to sanda, and there is no beauty at all. And now I really see the charm of Chinese martial arts in the comings and goings between the two.
Fifteen people punched out, with their own strength and fist style, just like writing neatly horizontal and vertical in mid-air; As for the old man, similar to the feeling of falling into his clothes, his fists are drawn in mid-air, or connected or sticky, or open or closed, and the fists are constantly broken.
To make a comparison, the fifteen people wrote a strong regular script, and the old man wrote an unfathomable cursive script.
The two styles are rigid and soft, yin and yang are intertwined, and I am fascinated by it, forgetting the dangerous environment around me and breathing.
One thing I found is that Li Damin can design this text world and control many people, but he can't control the fifteen people.
The fifteen people guessed at the beginning, why didn't Li Damin just design a car accident, and now he has spent so much effort to control the fifteen people's grandfather.
The two of you are fighting back and forth, and I suddenly understand the mystery inside, Li Damin can't control the fifteen people, but he can create all kinds of troubles and obstacles. Although the fifteenth person is a fictional character, he has the ability and consciousness to be independent!
At this time, the situation on the field changed, and the fifteen people were actually superior in skills, and they were better than their grandfather in boxing, and the old man was out of breath. Fifteen people seized the moment of space, flew out a palm and hit the old man's chest, just when the palm arrived, he looked at the old man's face and eyes, hesitated, and there was a second of condensation. How could the old man let go of this opportunity, and suddenly slapped the fifteen people in the chest in advance, and the fifteen people no longer hesitated, and the palm also sent forward, hitting the old man's body.
The two people staggered back and forth, each slapping a palm, and the difference in time was only one second, but it contained a lot of emotions and twists and turns, which could not be exhausted in one or two sentences.
The slap was struck, and the two of them retreated in the air and fell to the ground at the same time.
I hurried over to help the fifteen people, the fifteen people's faces were sallow, and when they opened their mouths, "wow", it was another mouthful of blood, and the front of the clothes sprayed was stained with blood, and I couldn't bear to see it.
The old man lay on the ground for a long time and did not get up.
Fifteen people pushed me away and struggled to stand up, with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths and crying: "Grandpa! ”
He staggered over, knelt in front of the old man with a "poof", and trembled and picked the old man up. The old man closed his eyes tightly, his chest obviously collapsed, and the person was already out of breath.
There was a faint smile on the old man's face, a smile of relief, a smile of happiness from the heart. It seems that he senses that his grandson has come out and is better than himself, and in the moment before he died, he regained some of his residual consciousness and got rid of Li Damin's control.
I silently walked behind the fifteen people, who were silently grieving, and tears flowed down in large streams.
I sighed softly, "It's the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other." ”
Fifteen civilians carefully caressed the old man's face and let him rest in peace.
He staggered to his feet holding his grandfather's corpse. At this time, a lot of people in black rushed out of the villa, surrounding us inside and out.
Another man in black came out, still dressed in black clothes, black pants and black masks, and said coldly: "It was your grandfather who died just now, I am the creator here, you can never kill me, I can possess anyone." Are you going to decide it yourself, or are you going to die under the sword? You're going to die, and I don't have time to play with you. ”
Fifteen people wiped the blood from their mouths, hung their heads and did not move, thinking about something.
The man in black waved his hand, and all the black-clothed minions were slowly approaching us, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller.
Fifteen people raised their heads, put their hands on their waists, and slowly pulled out a knife. This knife is about the length of an adult's forearm, and I don't know how he hid it on his body.
It can be seen that this knife is a stunt at the bottom of the box for fifteen people, at this time life and death are hanging by a thread, and there is no longer any reservation, he took out the housekeeper's thing.
He raised his eyes and looked at me: "Lin Cong, in front of the Creator, I am almost certain to die. However, I can't just be tied up, I can kill a few! Hurry up, I know you have a way to leave, I consider you a friend, and I don't want to see you in danger here. ”
My whole body trembled, and the heartache rushed through my body like an electric current. I've had a lot of friends, but I've never experienced two people going to life and death together, and today I actually met here, and the enemy turned out to be my friend.
Although the fifteenth people are another Li Damin in the parallel world, and many of their traits are similar to Li Damin, they are absolutely different in their roots. Fifteen people are real men.
He put down his grandfather's corpse, pulled a few knife flowers with a knife, looked up to the sky and sighed: "In the next life, I, Li Damin, will never want to be a character written by others again, and I will never want to be controlled by others again." Before he could say a word, the hero wept and tears flowed silently.
At this moment, the men in black swarmed in, and they roared, and beastly cries came out from under their masks. I clutched the psychic bracelet tightly, ready to leave here at the last moment, and I wanted to accompany the fifteen people for the last time.
Fifteen people wiped the blood from their mouths, took a deep breath, and put on an extremely tough posture, ready to fight to the death.
At this moment, the courtyard suddenly seemed to stand still in time, and all the people in black remained motionless in the same posture as before. Some of them opened their teeth and danced their claws, some raised the knife in their hands, and some of their facial features were distorted...... It's all in place.
Fifteen people and I looked at each other.
Fifteen people reacted very quickly, picked up Grandpa's corpse, came to my side, and said anxiously: "Hurry up, the author must have gone wrong, hurry up!" ”
As soon as I heard this, I chuckled in my heart, Li Damin can't be out of here.
Fifteen people dragged me out of the courtyard, and the men remained motionless. We got into the jeep outside, and the knife in the hands of the fifteen people fell to the ground with a "dang bang", and said weakly: "Lin Cong, you come to drive." ”
He received his grandfather's slap, and the injury was particularly serious, even more serious than the first palm. I put his grandfather's body in the back seat, helped him to the co-pilot, and worried while driving, fifteen people clutched their chests and fell unconscious, spitting blood from time to time, and their clothes were dripping with blood.
I don't know where to go, my hands are shaking very much, on the one hand, I am worried about the fifteen people, and on the other hand, I am thinking about Li Damin, my brain is in a mess, and I don't know what to do.
The car was parked on the embankment by the sea, empty, the sea and the sky were the same, the sea was calm and deep, there was no sea breeze, no seabirds, everything was so quiet.
Fifteen people barely opened their eyes and said to me, "You get out of the car, don't look back at me." ”