Chapter 51: No matter how powerful the iron whip is, can it compare to the iron cloth shirt?

"Impossible!" Gaston suddenly raised his head, looked at Cheng Nuo, and shouted: "I don't believe it!" ”

With a flick of his wrist, the long whip swept up again, mixed with a more violent and wild momentum than the last time, and slammed into Cheng Nuo's body, making a snapping sound. The discussion of the people in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info came to an abrupt end as if they were choking their necks.

Clothes flew, and Belle bit her lip.

Gaston, who had finished the whip, was a little out of breath, and the beating was originally a physical task, and the blow just now was obviously exhausted.

… Even if it's a brown bear on the other side, it's not good!

Gaston looked up with a little anticipation.

Well, except for an extra whip mark on his shirt, it's still the same as not hitting him.

"See what?" Cheng Nuo said: "There are still two whips, hurry up!" ”

Gaston's face turned a little pale... Even brown bears don't react like that.

The surrounding townsfolk shouted again, and from time to time there were voices from the crowd like, "He's a high-ranking samurai, right?" Exclamations.

Belle's eyes shone brightly.

"Belle, where did you get a helper?" Belle's father muttered, "This is amazing. ”

"Impossible!" Gaston exclaimed, a little fear already in his voice, "Who are you?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am," Cheng Nuo said, "The most important thing is that you finish the fight quickly... I still have a lot of things to attend to, and I don't have time to delay with you. ”

The townsfolk looked at Gaston.

Gaston took a step back and subconsciously looked at the mayor. When the two of them looked at each other, they both saw each other's horror.

"Hurry up," Cheng Nuo urged: "I'm not tired of being beaten, you won't be able to beat people, right?" … Even like you, dare to say that you are a hunter? ”

The townsfolk had the audacity to follow suit.

Gaston swallowed dryly, as if trying to say something.

"Don't talk nonsense," Cheng Nuo directly cut off his thoughts: "There are still two whips, either hurry up and fight, or directly admit defeat." ”

Gaston was stunned for a moment, looked at Cheng Nuo, and his face quickly became hideous again. After all, he is the best hunter, and his psychological quality is indeed much higher than that of ordinary people, and now, he has vaguely felt that he may have fallen into the trap, but he also understands that in this matter, unless the other party takes the initiative to let go, he has no choice.

"Don't push me!" Gaston took a deep breath.

"Hurry up," Cheng Nuo urged: "You have a lot of nonsense." ”

"In that case, then you should die!" Gaston roared wildly, the iron whip turned, and threw it at Cheng Nuo again, the whip body was sharp, the whip was loud, and the target this time was not the upper body prescribed by the whipping, but went straight to Cheng Nuo's head.

A knowledgeable townsman let out an exclamation.

Bang, the iron whip slapped heavily on Cheng Nuo's head, and the iron thorn barbed Cheng Nuo's slightly closed left eye. The whip slashed, but Gaston did not pause, taking the opportunity of the whip body to pull back, a turn, with a shake of force, the whip body was pulled straight.

Gaston let out another shout, his body bent down heavily, and he threw the iron whip at Cheng Nuo again, and the two forces were superimposed, bringing out the wind howling, and the target was still Cheng Nuo's head.

With a snap, the iron whip hit Cheng Nuo's head again.

Gaston maintained a hunched posture, gasping for air, the two blows just now had exhausted all his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to retract the iron whip at this time.

… Must be dead! He must be dead! These two blows have greatly surpassed my usual best strength, even if it is a brown bear, no, even if it is a high-ranking samurai, these two blows to the head will be dead.

The townspeople's commotion suddenly became louder.

… The voice must have been shocked and frightened by his death, it must have been!

"Ahh Belle's voice rang out.

… Listen, Belle's slut is screaming, listening to her voice trembling so much, that bastard must be dead, it must be like this!

"Okay, you don't have to keep this position anymore, old martial arts movies are like this," a familiar voice sounded not far in front of Gaston: "It's not popular now." ”

Gaston's body shook, and he raised his head in disbelief, and it was Cheng Nuo's eyes that met him.

Gaston subconsciously glanced at the other person's face, there was no trace of being hit, no bleeding, no collapse, no cracking, no pain... Nothing.

Well, there is still a little trace, and there is a trace on the sideburns of Cheng Nuo's hair... No way, the iron cloth shirt has little protection against the hair that grows.

"No, no, it can't be!" Gaston stepped back, his legs and feet weakened, and he sat down on the ground, and the iron whip in his hand also fell to the ground, and Gaston grabbed it consciously, and looked left and right, as if he had taken a fake whip.

"How are you? Are you okay? Belle ran over and hugged Cheng Nuo.

This kind of hugging has no other meaning, it is purely a normal reaction after agitation.

"Of course, I said, it'll be fine..."Cheng Nuo said, and then slightly distanced himself from Belle.

Belle was so excited that she couldn't take care of her posture a little, and she was too tight with Cheng Nuo just now.

Belle really didn't pay attention to this, and looked at Cheng Nuo with a dizzy expression for a while, and reached out and touched Cheng Nuo's tattered shirt to prove that he had indeed been whipped.

After a while, Belle suddenly hugged Cheng Nuo tightly again, and cried.

Everyone also gathered around, looking at Cheng Nuo's eyes with incomparable shock, admiration and horror.

Cheng Nuo coughed dryly, hugged Belle, and after a while, patted Belle's shoulder: "When you get the thousand gold coins, buy me a shirt first." ”

The people next to him were woken up by Cheng Nuo's words, and they turned their eyes to Gaston... I was so stunned by these four whips that I almost forgot that there were still a thousand gold coins.

A thousand gold coins is by no means a small number, and according to Gaston, the entire property of Belle's family, excluding people, is at most 150 gold coins. A thousand gold coins is equivalent to multiplying the wealth of the Belle family several times.

According to the townspeople, Gaston is one of the wealthier people in the town, but all his possessions add up to about four hundred. The profession of hunter is still very popular here, don't look at Gaston's small menstruation, compared to the years of hard work of the Belle family.

Cheng Nuo originally had no idea about the value of the currency here, and it was also a quick mention of this number, and it was only after Gaston estimated Belle's house that he had a little understanding of the value of the gold coins.

It was in this way that Belle was willing to give a gold coin to the priest to see Anne... This expert is indeed expensive enough, of course, this gold coin is not only a registration fee, but also includes a treatment fee.

Cheng Nuo pulled Belle and walked up to Gaston.

Gaston's face turned pale.