Chapter 113: The road is narrow
The small cargo ship pushed away the waves, flashed its dazzling searchlights, pierced through the fog, and reached the front of the wind morning.
The eldest sword tiger, the second emperor crocodile, and the third dinosaur, the three of them stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the wind and morning on the raft.
However, in their eyes, Feng Chen was dead, and in front of him was just a mysterious person wearing the mask of a monkey sun.
Sword Tiger's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and after examining Sun Monkey, his gaze immediately turned to the old man:
"Old man, I haven't seen you for three years, you have traveled among the famous mountains and rivers, have you found the person you are looking for?"
"Do you remember me?" the old man smiled, but did not look back, and sat on the black coffin like a sculpture.
The thick fog wet the black robe on his body, and also blurred the cloudy old eyes, he sighed and continued:
"Yes, I've been looking for him for three years, I wanted to use the black coffin to cross him, I really hope he can come back to life. ”
"I wish God would favor him, give him a new identity, and let him stand before me again. ”
Feng Chen looked at the old man on the black coffin, and then at the sword tiger on the bow of the boat, not understanding what they were talking about.
However, Feng Chen didn't bother to pay attention to the meaning of these words, and what he was most concerned about at present was the identity of these three people.
And Martin didn't lie when he was tied up, these three people were really the treasure holders of the fifth round of the Doubao Conference.
Since they all came to Shennongyuan, Feng Chen naturally wouldn't give them a chance to leave alive.
Drama...... It's going to happen gradually!
Yan Fei stood beside Feng Chen, her face expressionless, but her pink fists were clenched.
She hid in the bathroom of the box, and she remembered the voices of the three murderers.
Although Feng Chen is not dead, he is still alive and well, but the sharp thirteen knives, and the dripping blood.
...... All of this, as long as she recalls it, is like a thorn in her heart.
But now, these three murderers are close at hand, and she really wants to give these three people a good time to relieve the hatred in her heart.
The thick fog surged on the surface of the lake, and the group was like walking in a fairyland, and the cold breath spread upward.
After greeting the old man, the sword tiger's fierce gaze like an eagle falcon locked on Feng Chen on the raft.
Although the other party was wearing a mask and couldn't see his true face clearly, Sword Tiger still felt that this person should not be underestimated.
Let's ask, can the emperor crocodile be injured like this, is it an ordinary existence?
After pondering for a while, Sword Tiger looked at the old man sitting on the black coffin again, and said in a respectful tone:
"Old man, this masked man, has a personal grudge with us, and ...... next"
Speaking of this, Sword Tiger paused deliberately, lowered his head a little, revealed a sinister gaze, and added:
"Whatever happens next, I hope you don't interfere, and we will be grateful after this incident. ”
"Oh, is it?" the old man squinted and smiled, bent down, and plunged his thin left hand into the lake.
Suddenly, with a "bang", driven by a chain, the lid of a black coffin was directly bounced open.
Immediately afterwards, the old man took out the crutches in his arms, pointed to the open black coffin, and said meaningfully:
"Of the thirty black coffins, only this one is empty, and I want to see who among you will lie down in. ”
Hearing this, the Sword Tiger, the Emperor Crocodile, and the Fear Elephant looked at each other, all of them showed surprise, and the old man agreed.
But just when the three of them were surprised, the old man passed another sentence, which made the hearts of the three of them cool slightly:
"Only this black coffin is empty, and no more can fit it, so you guys should be one-on-one. ”
"One-on-one?" The three of them looked at each other, their faces gloomy, but they didn't dare to disobey the old man's wishes.
They originally wanted to attack in groups, and they were also used to fighting in teams, and their combat effectiveness in this situation could be outstanding.
But although it is more fair for the old man to ask for one-on-one, if he wants to kill Sun Monkey, he can only look at his personal strength.
"Let me come!" the third dreador volunteered, carrying a military thorn, and jumped from the boat to Fengchen's raft.
After the raft stabilized, with a cruel smile on his face, he carried the military thorn and approached Fengchen step by step.
The old man sat cross-legged on the black coffin, and a strange smile appeared on his face that was originally Gu Jing Wubo:
"I've smelled you from a lot of dead bodies, I guess...... You've killed a lot of people, too. ”
"Are you talking about me?" the dreaded elephant paused on the raft, his thorn waving rhythmically in his hand.
After glancing at the old man, there was a hint of ruthlessness on his face with Chinese characters, and he smiled:
"My highest glory as a mercenary has been to destroy an army in East Africa. ”
"My hands are covered with blood, and many people have knelt on my knees and begged for mercy, as for how many people have been killed......"
Speaking of this, the fear elephant stared at the monkey in front of him and sneered:
"How many people have you killed...... I'm too lazy to count, but now, I'm going to have to add another one. ”
Hearing this, the old man shook his head, and then fell silent, like a sculpture hidden in the darkness.
On the small cargo ship, the sword tiger and the emperor crocodile glanced at each other, this old man was too mysterious to know what he was expressing.
Immediately, they looked at the dinosaur and the monkey on the raft, and a look of pride could not help but rise on their faces.
They couldn't be clearer about how strong the strength of the dinosaur is, and they believe that it will be absolutely no problem to deal with this Sun Monkey.
But even if there is a real problem, with the strength of the fear elephant itself, it is still easy to save this life.
Standing on the raft, Feng Chen protected Yanfei behind him, glanced at the old man on the black coffin, and expressed his gratitude.
He knew that if it wasn't for the old man who proposed "one-on-one", then the next situation would definitely not be optimistic.
Coming back to his senses and looking at the fear elephant walking towards him, Feng Chen held a short knife and rushed directly into it.
The hatred brought by the thirteen swords, the anger brought by the dripping blood, all turned into infinite power.
Under the collision, the sound of weapons colliding suddenly sounded, a knife was stronger than a knife, and Feng Chen and the dinosaur turned over and fell into the lake.
The raft is currently drifting on the riverbed, and the lake is knee-high, and the fierce duel continues.
Feng Chen didn't want to fight, so he naturally knew that there were several Sword Tigers, and he wanted to take this opportunity to observe his true strength.
So, after some thought, he ran straight to the shore on the water of the lake, and did not stop until he reached the bushes.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is a deserted escape, but in his own opinion, the fear is not far from death.
"Hehe, I still want to run!" the fear elephant grinned, it felt like he was catching a mouse, it was really too enjoyable.
He was decisive in his killings, and he loved to admire the visceral expression of horror on his enemy's blade.
On the cargo ship, the sword tiger and the emperor crocodile looked at each other and smiled, their body and mind were extremely happy, and they simply sat down to enjoy the cat and mouse:
"It's really blind, I thought he could hold on for a few rounds in front ......of the third child, but who knows"
"Hehe, the third child has never missed, and in another three minutes, he will drag the man's body out. ”