The aura of death emanating from Tang Xiaolong's body made everyone present stunned, the blade force was a unit trained by Chu Yuntian, and they all understood that the battle of trapped beasts at this time had already made Tang Xiaolong enter a state of full-scale desperate death, in such a state, death was only a matter of time, and the question was how many people would be buried with him?

And Tang Xiaolong's mentality at this time is indeed the same, anyway, he has no way to live, so he will kill as many as he wants.

Many people stopped moving, Tang Xiaolong was like an injured cheetah, one didn't make a move, and a shot was the biggest killing move, and that unlucky ghost would touch his brow at this time.

There must be a brave man under the so-called heavy reward, a head is worth one million, and he can also make meritorious contributions in front of Xu Anran, the big celebrity of the Bamboo Gang, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future, no matter the people in the city, the top position will always be their goal.

But if you want to be on top, you have to pay the price, such as what others dare not do, you dare to do, others dare not cut people you dare to cut, there is no difficulty in the world, how can you be a master, if you want to be on the top, you have to fight.

A man with a tattooed flower arm who looked relatively young was looking at Tang Xiaolong with a tiger's eye, he had not been in the Bamboo Gang for a long time, he belonged to an unknown person, but he was lucky to become a member of the Blade Army, he was poor, because he was poor, so there was no other way out, joining the Bamboo Gang was to exchange his life for wealth, and at this time the opportunity was in front of him, the man with the flower arm clenched the machete in his hand, took a deep breath and said: "I don't believe you are still so powerful, see my little tiger to send you to see King Yama!" ”

It is customary in the rivers and lakes to sign up for oneself before hitting or killing someone, in addition to welcoming others to retaliate, but also to make a name for yourself, and of course, to tell your opponent who killed you who is.

As soon as the flower-armed man's voice fell, the person rushed forward and faced Tang Xiaolong, as long as he hacked the other party to death, then he could exchange for glory and wealth, but it was so easy for Jianghu Road to get on the top, in addition to strength, luck is also a very important factor.

And this flower-armed man was obviously unlucky, because he met a killing god, others rushed forward, and cut off Tang Xiaolong's head with a knife, all he thought about was how majestic he was after doing this, but his thoughts stopped in an instant.

When he reacted, his upper body had already been separated from his lower body, and with a quick knife, almost in a flash of lightning, Tang Xiaolong stopped and cut off this unlucky ghost who wanted to be on top.

Red flowers dotted, blood sprinkled all over the floor, outlining a picture of hell, after dividing the flower-armed man into two, Tang Xiaolong did not stop, the person killed the second enemy like a ghost, he had already killed the red eye, no matter who was in front of him, as long as he stood in front of him, he would all die.

The knife rises and falls, every time he slashes the enemy, Tang Xiaolong's madness increases by one point, until his whole person becomes a bloody man, and he is not soft, and he has only one thought in his mind, kill, kill the most glorious moment in his life.

However, no matter how crazy Tang Xiaolong is, his physical strength is still limited, and his hands are soft, but the enemy doesn't seem to have decreased much, no, there are already a lot of corpses lying on the ground, and there will be this feeling, but when one person falls, two people will pour out, so he will feel as if he will never be able to finish killing.

Tang Xiaolong slaughtered all directions, Leng Buding struck from behind with a knife, the white knife went in, the red knife came out, and the group fight was like this, no matter how careful you are, there will always be a time to get hit.

This knife pierced through his chest, adding another scar to Tang Xiaolong's body, he repelled the opponent with an elbow blow, and then used the knife to support the ground to barely fall down, the blood seemed to be about to run dry, was it already the end of the strong crossbow?

"Remember, whether you are a killer or a gangster, the most important thing is to have no regrets in your life, Xiaolong, treat every day as if it were your last day, and then think about whether you have any regrets, if so, then complete it."

Suddenly, Tang Xiaolong's mind remembered Lao Cai's teachings, he rarely convinces people in his life, Lao Cai and Chen Ge are the people he believes in the most, especially Lao Cai, which has become his belief.

Treat every day as the last day, Tang Xiaolong has always lived like this, after he stepped into the rivers and lakes, he already had a budget for what day he would have, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly, but it doesn't matter, since God arranged it like this, then accept it indifferently, at most eighteen years later, he will be a good man.

Tang Xiaolong suddenly smiled, and once again entered the crowd, the picture seemed to become a little blurry, he was slashing people, and he was also being chopped, but his mind seemed to be thinking about some inconsequential little things.

"Why do people say that they are a good man again after eighteen years? Nineteen years can't you? ”

Tang Xiaolong cut off the enemy's head with a single sword, but his arm was also cut off by the other party.

"How many books have you read in Zizhou's study? It seems that he hasn't read a single one, that guy makes such a mess of the study every day, if I'm not there, who will help him clean up? ”

Tang Xiaolong used his remaining right hand to wield a machete to end the life of an enemy who had sneaked up on his back, but his abdomen was pierced by the person in front of him again.

"Who is more powerful, Uncle Cai or Uncle Chen, it stands to reason that Uncle Cai is Uncle Chen's master, and he should be more powerful, Uncle Chen doesn't know when he will wake up, by the way, I borrowed some money from him last time, and it seems that I have no chance to pay it back."

Tang Xiaolong was stabbed in the right foot again, and the whole person knelt down.

"The light in the toilet has not been changed, the house has not been cleaned up, where is the girl we met last time, ah, I didn't even ask my name."

Tang Xiaolong looked at the group of people in front of him and rushed up, he shouted, the people killed the crowd again, the knife shadow flew over, and he didn't know how many knives he had been hit, in terms of subjective feelings, the world seemed to be blank, the person fell to the ground weakly, he no longer had the strength to stand up, his consciousness began to blur, he squinted his eyes, trying to see something clearly, but only saw a person walking in front of him, and then raised the knife, and then he didn't know anything.

"Do you have any regrets?"

In the picture, Lao Cai seemed to appear in front of him and asked.

The scars on Tang Xiaolong's body disappeared, and the person seemed to have become pure white, he thought about it, raised his head, opened his mouth and looked at Lao Cai with a smile: "There are no regrets." ”

Tang Xiaolong died on the battlefield, his head was even cut off, and his death was miserable, and after fighting on the side, Fugen saw Tang Xiaolong, who had fallen in a pool of blood, and was broken.

This greatly stimulated this black blind man who came out of Wangjiazhai, although he and Tang Xiaolong did not have a deep friendship in the past, but at this moment the two are facing the same predicament, and naturally a friendship of life and death will be derived.

Seeing the tragic death of his companion, Fugen roared, the knife was even more powerful, this ignorant black blind man who came out of the mountains has been fighting in the rivers and lakes in the past few years, he has drunk the strongest wine, cut people who shouldn't be cut,/The most beautiful girls, and let go of the hands that shouldn't be let go, the past can't go back, and he won't settle in the future.

But is there a future?

Without.

By the moment of exhaustion, many people had already lay down, and he was crouching in the pile of corpses, like a wounded beast.

Fugen's wish has always been very simple, to eat well, to be with good people, to do good deeds, he doesn't have any big dreams, not even dreams, what he wants is to enjoy the moment, to enjoy it is not ordinary but he wants an ordinary life.

However, God seems unwilling to let go of an honest man like this, by chance he followed Yan Yunfei, and then he fought in the rivers and lakes, he always believed in the words of Old Lady Fang, he didn't live to be eighteen years old, but God let him live to twenty-one, and the extra three years were actually earned, he always thought that God must have something to do for himself to give him three years.

Maybe it's just to protect Chen Rang in the past three years, Old Lady Fang said that Chen Rang is a noble person of Fang Quan, so Fugen has always protected him, he has nothing to repay for always taking care of him Mrs. Fang or Chen Rang, but at least this life is a well-deserved death.

People eat soil for a lifetime, and soil eats people once.

Wangjiazhai is popular for burial, because they believe that the land is selfless, so they are willing to bury it in the soil as fertilizer after death to repay the land that raised them.

If you can, the honest stupid big Fugen, in fact, there is a small more romantic wish, he wants to be buried under the peach blossoms at the door of the hotel where he was born, he has never had the opportunity to go back to Wangjiazhai to see if the peach blossoms at the door are blooming, not that he doesn't want to go, but he doesn't dare to go, he is dead, no one is there, and he is not in the mood to enjoy the flowers.

I really want to take another sip of the old cigarette stick left by the old lady, but it seems that there is no chance.

The people around looked at the black blind man who got up from the ground, and Fugen looked at them and said, "Come on, kill me with all your might, and I will kill you with the same mentality." ”

He said this sentence calmly, and then a free but proud attitude rose.

Did you see that, old lady?

You always say that fate is unchangeable.

You said I was going to die when I was eighteen.

Now I don't die until I'm twenty-one.

Fate, it turns out, is not invincible.

The final scene is in the final battle between the black blind man and a group of wild boars.

Wang Fugen, a tough man who came out of the mountains, a fool who was satisfied with three meals of pickles and steamed buns a day, and a bad guy who donated all the ill-gotten wealth he earned to build Hope Primary School in his hometown.

His smirk has been frozen forever by time.

After Tang Xiaolong, he also became the second victim in Chen Rang's camp.

Of the survivors, only eight remained.

“……”

Two people died on the side of the shooting team, and three people escaped, but what about the rescue team, the time went back to fifteen minutes ago, when Gan Zitai and his party received Song Jia's message.

Dujia Villa is very large, there is nearly a kilometer of asphalt road from the gate to the villa alone, and the gate is even more magnificent, which is not much better than the Yi family.

Yi Xiaoge complained: "This bamboo gang has really made enough black money in Yangcheng, and the two stone lions at this gate alone can't get seven or eight figures." ”

"Don't complain about others, you're not such an upstart yourself." The sparrow turned white, Yi Xiaoge glanced and said.

"I'm a rich second generation, and the nouveau riche is a different concept, in other words, we can't get in the car, and we will have to climb the fence later, how is your technique, have you ever climbed this thing when you were studying, and went out to find it/Miss?" Yi Xiaoge looked around at everyone.

Dong Wen turned around and said, "It's a shame that you can still make this kind of joke now, and you don't feel nervous at all." ”

"Otherwise, you're going to make me like the stunned green over there, so nervous that I won't say anything." Yi Xiaoge looked at Yang Anqing and said, "Take it easy, there are five of us, five guns, how difficult is it to just take one person away?"

Yang Anqing touched his nose and said: "I'm not nervous, I just don't want to talk nonsense before getting used to acting, this is what Uncle Cai taught, and people who talk a lot are often the first to die." ”

"Stunned, are you cursing me?" Yi Xiaoge blew his beard and glared.

Gan Zitai, who had not spoken, said after reading the text message: "Uncle Song has news from there, you can do it." ”

Only then did everyone put away their giggling demeanor, and after getting out of the car, they really entered Dujia Villa by climbing the wall, but fortunately, the five people were flexible, and no one would be embarrassed if they couldn't climb over.

After entering Dujia Villa, the silence around is terrifying, as if the calm before the storm, which makes people shudder.