Seeing that his fists and feet could not suppress Chen Ruixi, Ah Chong's mood became more and more impatient, all of this was seen by Chen Ruixi, and the corners of his mouth began to show a hideous smile.

He defeated Ah Chong in a solo fight, who will dare to underestimate me in the future?! This achievement is enough to brag in front of the master and brothers for a lifetime, and maybe the master will train himself as a successor because of this.

Just when he was thinking about it, Ah Chong kicked Chen Ruixi in the temple with a whip leg, Chen Ruixi hurriedly leaned back, feeling the pain on his face being swept by the strong wind, and his heart was a lot clearer, so he couldn't be careless! After all, the opposite side is from the undefeated Ah Chong.

Ah Chong kicked in the air, turned around and swung his legs. Chen Ruixi nimbly dodged and grabbed Ah Chong's leg with his right hand.

Chen Ruixi knew that his unicorn arm Tianke Ah Chong, as long as it could touch his body, it could stimulate the yin poison in his body. His own kung fu was almost "tailor-made" for Ah Chong by the master - it seems that the master has already had the heart to get rid of Ah Chong.

Ah Chong really didn't dare to confront him head-on, and when he saw Chen Ruixi's ghost hand, he immediately took a step back, and suddenly jumped to the side - there was a pistol thrown by Song Qingwu on the ground.

Chen Ruixi was overjoyed, he had already noticed the location of the pistol, and he had been waiting for Ah Chong to pick up the gun.

Taking advantage of Ah Chong's leaning over, Chen Ruixi flew straight forward, and the unicorn arm grabbed Ah Chong's wrist like lightning.

Ah Chong's arm seemed to be on fire, a string of purple flames erupted, and a beeping sound sounded in the air. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Chen Ruixi's mouth: You're finished!

Who would have thought that Ah Chong did not try to break free, but grabbed Chen Ruixi's wrist with his backhand and twisted it, shouted, and slashed Chen Ruixi's unicorn arm with a knife with his left hand.

"Ahh

Chen Ruixi fell to the ground with a scream, his arm was cut off from his elbow, and the remaining half of his arm was spurted with blood.

Ah Chong threw away the half-amputated limb on his hand, leaned against the window and gasped, his face as pale as snow.

Just now, he took the risk to lure Chen Ruixi to grab his yin and yang arm, and took the opportunity to cut off his unicorn arm with his left hand, which is a lose-lose move - or even a way to end together. As long as he is the slightest careless, he will be killed by Chen Ruixi.

Thankfully, he won the bet.

Chen Ruixi lay on the ground and rolled and howled a few times, and finally rolled his eyes, fainted in pain, and half of his body was soaked in a pool of blood.

Ah Chong held on to the windowsill and slowly walked in front of Song Qingwu.

Song Qingwu's face was bloodless, and he looked at Ah Chong calmly: "My skills are not as good as others, I am willing to bow to the wind, senior brother, you can do it!" ”

Ah Chong gasped and said, "If I want to kill you, I don't have to wait until now. ”

Song Qingwu was stunned: "You, you don't plan to kill me?" ”

Ah Chong shook his head.

Song Qingwu looked at him in disbelief: "You know that I was ordered by my master to get rid of you, why did I still show mercy to my subordinates?" ”

Ah Chong looked at Song Qingwu's eyes and said word by word: "Because you are my junior brother." ”

Ah Chong picked up the pistol on the ground, unloaded the magazine, withdrew the bullet from the chamber, pulled out the bolt, threw the parts out of the window, and then leaned over and took out his wallet from Song Qingwu and put it in his pocket.

Song Qingwu said in a low voice: "Senior brother, you go quickly, Master also sent others to hunt you down, they should be arriving soon." ”

Ah Chong glanced at Song Qingwu and said slowly: "I am no longer your senior brother, from today onwards, I am Beiye Chong!" ”

Ah Chong slowly walked towards the door, and when he walked to the door, Song Qingwu suddenly said, "Beiye Chong, next time we meet again, I will not show mercy to your subordinates." ”

Ah Chong turned his back to him and nodded slowly: "Me too." ”

When he walked to the first floor, Ah Chong looked at the front desk, it was empty, the small hotel was empty, and there was such a big movement upstairs, no one came out to check.

It wasn't until he disappeared around the corner of the street that the proprietress poked her head out of a small room at the end of the aisle.

After hesitating for a while, the proprietress went up to the second floor with a flashlight, pushed open the door, and saw Song Qingwu lying on the ground gasping for breath, stunned for a moment, and then grinned and shouted:

"What's going on? What are you guys doing? I said that I would just charter all my rooms, but we didn't say that we were going to demolish the house! How will I entertain guests in the future...... You—you've got to lose money! ”

Song Qingwu gave her a sharp look, and the proprietress was so frightened by him that she didn't dare to say anything. I thought to myself, why are the eyes of this little young man so mad.

Song Qingwu pointed in Chen Ruixi's direction with his finger: "Go over and see how he is." ”

The old lady looked around the corner of the bed and was surprised: "Oh, mom! Why is there a dead man here? ”

Song Qingwu gasped and stood up: "Let's see if he's dead!" ”

The proprietress stepped forward tremblingly, probed Chen Ruixi's snort with her fingers, turned her head to Song Qingwu and shouted, "Hey! And gas! ”

Song Qingwu ignored her, stepped into her bed step by step, took out a mobile phone from her bag, gritted her teeth and dialed a few numbers in severe pain......

——

Under the dim street lamp, Ah Chong walked slowly with his left hand against the wall, his right hand hanging limply by his side as if it was broken, and he had to stop and catch his breath every few steps.

His face was pale and his lips were blue. Ah Chong knew that the yin poison had entered his heart, and now he felt like he was in an ice cave, and even his blood seemed to be frozen.

Dozens of meters behind Ah Chong, three ghostly figures appeared at some point, following him from a distance, always maintaining a distance, like jackals waiting for their prey to fall.

After a few minutes, Ah Chong finally couldn't walk anymore and slowly fell down holding on to the wall.

The three shadows stood in place for a moment, then spread out far away, forming a tactical triangle to encircle him.

The three of them slowly approached, and they all stopped about ten meters away from Ah Chong, and after observing for a while, the leader made a gesture, and the other two slowly pulled out the dog-legged scimitar that flashed with cold light from their waists.

Ah Chong, who fell to the ground, saw all this, but could not react in any way.

He was now cold, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't even stand up, and he was left to be slaughtered.

Looking at the three people who rushed up, Ah Chong, who was already unconscious, slowly closed his eyes.

So be it!

It's over.

At this moment, a pickup truck suddenly rushed out of the corner of the street and slammed into the three of them with a shrill whistle.

The three Gurkha mercenaries hurriedly hid the dogleg scimitar back in their waists, and the pickup truck rushed to an abrupt halt in front of the three of them, right between them and Ah Chong. A stout Mongolian man poked out of the cab and roared at the three of them with his fist raised, spewing a heavy smell of alcohol from his mouth.

The three Gurkha mercenaries looked at each other, not understanding what the Mongolian drunkard was shouting.

The drunken man seemed to think that the three men were in his way, clenching his fists and waving his arms, shouting and swearing.

The Gurkha mercenaries at the head shook their heads helplessly, these Mongolian natives were notoriously drunk and caused trouble. They have a priority now, and they don't want to be like this drunk, and more is better than less. He winked and motioned for his two companions to step aside.

The Mongolian drunk retracted into the cab with satisfaction, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the pickup truck roared out.

The three Gurkha mercenaries looked down and saw that Ah Chong, who was lying on the ground, had disappeared. The three of them were shocked and angry, and when they turned to look, the pickup truck had fled.

……

I don't know how long it took, Ah Chong finally woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the wooden strips above his head were lined up in a circle, supporting the cloth canopy above, and a huge master was standing on the ground and facing the center. Next to him was a round glass window, through which the warm sunlight was shining on him.

"Where am I?" Ah Chong snorted.

"You're in my yurt." Timur handed him a steaming bowl of mutton soup, "You have slept for three days and three nights. ”

"I, I'm not dead yet?" Ah Chong struggled to sit up, feeling sore, and looked around to find himself lying on a wooden bed, next to a washing machine, refrigerators, cabinets, and other miscellaneous items. Surrounded by a staggered wooden frame – it was indeed a tent for a home.

"How easy is it to die? You still have a lot of work to accomplish. Timur looked into Ah Chong's eyes and said slowly.

At this moment, the tent was suddenly opened, and a stout man with a height of nearly two meters walked in, saw Ah Chong sitting on the bed, smiled and narrowed his eyes into a slit, took out a thermos pot from his waist and handed it to him, muttering something in his mouth.

Ah Chong took it and opened the lid and couldn't help frowning when he smelled it, the pot was filled with a strong flavor of liquor.

Ah Chong shook his head and returned the flask to the strong man, who looked at him in confusion, then turned his head to look at Timur and said a few words.

Timur shook his head and said helplessly: "He is my nephew Suzhlehoke, and it was he and I who drove you that night." ”

Su Rile and Ke touched Ah Chong's shoulder with a smile, pointed to the wine jug and pointed at himself, and then pointed at Ah Chong, and said a lot of things in his mouth.

Timur said: "Suri Lehok said that you are cold, and this soju can help you warm up - he knows what a fart!" ”

Timur turned to Suzhlehoke and said a few words, his tone was very stern, and although Suzhlehoke had a dissatisfied expression, he went out obediently.

Timur shook his head and said, "My nephew is too impatient, but he has a good heart, and you will know if you have more contact with him in the future." ”

Ah Chong frowned, listening to this Timur's tone, it meant that he wanted to live in his house permanently.

"Who the hell are you? Why save me? Ah Chong asked directly.

Timur looked at him with a stern expression, and slowly unbuttoned the front of his Mongolian robe, a majestic wolf tattooed on his bare chest.

Ah Chong was taken aback, "You, are you the descendant of the blue wolf?" ”

Timur nodded, and an old face suddenly burst into tears: "For thousands of years, our Timurid ancestors have been looking for the descendants of the Iron Horse Order for generations, I thought that I would not be able to fulfill the wishes of my ancestors in my lifetime, but I didn't expect that by chance, I found the descendants of the Kitano clan......"

Looking at Timur, who was crying with snot and tears, Ah Chong was at a loss.

Hearing a strange noise coming from the tent, Suzhlehok poked his head in, a puzzled expression on his face. Seeing Timur, who was crying with his eyebrows and nose wrinkled together, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly retracted his head again.

After crying for a while, Timur finally stopped, wiped his face, and said: "I have been sending people to follow you since you entered the territory of Mongolia, and it was not until a few days ago that my people in the south sent me a message and finally confirmed your identity, that you are a descendant of the Iron Rider Commander Beiye clan - and he told me that your life may be in danger.

I originally wanted to find an opportunity to warn you, but I didn't expect that there was another group of people who were also spying on you, and in desperation, I had to take the risk of meeting you at the foot of Yanran Mountain - although my identity was exposed, but this is nothing, since it is confirmed that you are the descendant of the Iron Cavalry Order, and they dare to poison you again, then the six-hundred-year-old no-war covenant will be dissolved! ”