One hundred and fifty-six What is the suffering in life, and what is the sorrow in death

The leader of the Sun family's errand was disrupted by a casual stroke, and then a knife slashed down, and the knife in his hand was cut in two, if it wasn't for Zhang Bashun to give up his life to block a knife for him, then Wu Erlang would definitely take his life.

One of the three martial artists of Wu and the dart bureau was lying on the ground, it was the younger dart master, and the four of them intended to break the game, three of them hit Wu Erlang's waist and abdomen, chest, and throat, forcing him to withdraw his knife and return to defense at the same time, his body was the most light, so he wanted to be short and bully him near the plate, intending to cut his hamstrings.

While they overestimated the combined efforts of the three three-story martial artists, they also underestimated Wu Erlang, the five-story martial artist.

In addition to the three knives Zhang Bashun straight to the throat, the remaining two knives were all inherited by Wu Erlang, the knife can not be cut down again if it is not an inch into the flesh, the young three-story martial arts dart master of Wu He Dart Bureau is close to the deception, and is about to swing the knife to cut his foot and neck, only to feel that there seems to be a cold mangon in the back, and then there is a bone-chilling cold, slowly unable to see the things in front of him, and the knife in his hand has no strength to cut out.

The arm holding the knife hung down softly, and was moved twice by the body of the young dart master of Wu He Dart Bureau, who pierced through the chest from top to bottom, and there was no movement.

Holding the knife and twisting it for another half circle, twisting all the internal organs, Wu Erlang pulled out the knife from his corpse, shook his wrist, and shook the blood on it.

The remaining three people didn't dare to act rashly, and the two sides confronted each other through this corpse, and Zhang Bashun caught a glimpse of the miserable dart master, with a sad face, but he didn't relax in the slightest while holding the knife.

This is the dart master he brought up with one hand, and he is always called a big brother on weekdays, after this dart is over, he is the most expected to inherit his dart head position, he is still young, and the future is good.

The damned ones didn't die, but the undamned ones died.

Since then, the two sides have no words to say, Wu and the dart bureau will not pass through the boundary of Woniu Mountain in the future, and Woniu Mountain will not let Wu and the dart bureau even a dart car, once the rivers and lakes of Suzhou recover their vitality, then with the relationship between Wu and the dart bureau in Suzhou, it is bound to pull up people to kill Woniu Mountain.

Wu Erlang also had a slight feeling in his heart, the two groups of people who spoke well not long ago are now facing each other with swords, separating life and death, which is really a big joke.

But no matter what, he has to bring his brother's new daughter-in-law back, and these few people can't stop him.

"Zhang Darthead, I'll say it again at the end. Wu Erlang stretched his muscles and bones, and the old qi in his body had been renewed, adding a few points of spirit, "Wu He Dart Game is very respectful in the next place, it is really not desirable to fight life and death, let's go, don't die more people." ”

He turned to look at the Sun family's errand who did not dare to step forward, and his face was gloomy: "It's just a member of the Sun family, don't think of this Washington Mansion today." ”

At the beginning, he hooked up with his adulterous sister-in-law and sister-in-law, and the adulterer who killed his brother was the Sun family of Heqing County, and he only killed that one, which was too uneasy.

I made up my mind that when I killed the more than 20 eagle dogs of the Sun family and robbed the bride of Washington, I would definitely kill the Sun family and teach him not to leave a chicken dog.

The leader of the Sun family's errand glanced at the two people beside him, Wu and the dart board, if these two people had any thief intentions, he could detect it as soon as possible.

And Zhang Bashun and the old dart master were still unmoved.

If you kill me Wu and the dart game, Wu and the dart game will be careful and calculated.

This is the death rule set by the ancestor of Wu and the dart board, once the dart master of the dart board died in the layman, the Wu and the dart board was determined to be its manpower, material and financial resources, just to seek justice, when the Wu and the dart master was powerful, there was a longitudinal horse in the yachi wantonly rammed the dart car team, not to say, but also instructed his guards to beat several slightly resentful dart masters to death. Afterwards, the owner of the Wuhe Dart Bureau and the head of the dart board were very angry, and the relationship between the layers was dredged up, and within half a year, the father of the Yanei, who was originally responsible for the fat land of the four products of the frontier, was sent by a paper official to serve in the southwest dragon barbaric miasma, and the silver spent by the Wu and the Dart Bureau before and after the paper order was sky-high, but since the next hundred years, the Wu and Dart Bureau have traveled through the state and county, and there are few local people who dare to pick quarrels and provoke trouble.

Although the power of Wu and the dart game is not as good as back then, there are old rules that cannot be changed!

Zhang Bashun and the three of them are just three-story martial artists, and they don't have such an old-fashioned and new way of being angry as Wu Erlang, so their physical strength is already stretched at this time, but they still hold on and refuse to relax.

Outside Washington, the sound of horses' hooves was near, and horses neighed.

Three horses, one of which was carrying two people, and after a while, Wu Erlang heard the number of people coming, could it be the rescuers invited by Washington? However, listening to his footsteps, he would never exceed the three-story martial arts, so for him, it was just a matter of waiting for the knife to cut the head more blunt.

This Washington is also ridiculous, with a huge family business, I can't find a few decent martial artists to take care of the family, otherwise why not, but the Sun family also took out a four-story martial artist, and there was a little trouble ahead, but it was not enough.

first cooked the three people in front of him who were almost unbearable, and then turned back to deal with the three people who came after.

Seeing that Wu Erlang was gaining momentum, as if he was going to make some extremely powerful killing move, the three of them silently adjusted their positions, Zhang Bashun stood in the middle position, and the other two were facing each other, in order to win a chance for Zhang Bashun to make a knife, his knife was the best, it was Wu Erlang who had to pay attention to the eyes before and did not dare to resist hard, and it was also their opportunity.

"The surname is Wu, you turn your head and show Uncle Ben, who is that in Uncle Ben's hand!" The three dart masters of Wu He Dart Bureau dragged one person across a threshold, panting and raising his knife to be on guard, and shouted hoarsely, "Look back! Don't look at you, you are grandpa and my grandson!"

The ploy to lure the enemy?The timing of the partner's attack?The death of the partner?The anger of me? Wu Erlang couldn't help but want to laugh a little, Wu and the people of the dart game could only use these small means to delay the delay time?

But even if this is a ploy to lure the enemy, what can you do if you really turn back?

With the five-story realm of martial arts, this is his conceited and proud capital, dare to ask who in this Washington Mansion can have this capital?

So he calmly turned around, but saw the face of the man who was on his knees and whimpering with a knife on his neck by Wu and the three of them.

"Let go of my brother!" he roared angrily with red eyes and bruised muscles on his face, "Hurt my brother in the slightest, teach you all to die!"

Describing the moment like a beast, this roar made the three people of Wu and the dart game afraid from the bottom of their hearts, but the leader still forced his composure and said: "The surname is Wu, your brother is now in my hands, if you don't want the three knives on his neck to accidentally shake and make his head fall to the ground, you can weigh it yourself!"

His hand holding the knife shook violently, and Wu and several people in the dart game saw it. The shouting and killing stopped, only Wu Erlang's heavy wheezing sound was left in the courtyard of Washington, and the rain was still falling, but it was ignored by those present, and everyone's whole body and mind were on Wu Erlang, for fear that this martial artist, who was invincible to everyone present, would not care, and then there would be only one way to escape.

Zhang Bashun also stared intently at Wu Erlang's reaction. According to his original expectations, Wu Erlang took the minions on Woniu Mountain down the mountain to rob people, the mountain garrison must be empty, and if he does such a thing, he will definitely not take the stupid Wu Dalang with him, so he can only stay on the mountain and send people to guard, it will definitely not be too strict, and the five people of the dart bureau will come and go quickly, sneak up the mountain, rob the people and then drive them back unconsciously. I never thought that this foolproof move would become a crucial winner now, this is what those readers say, unintentionally planting willows, green willows?

However, only three of the five people who left have returned now, and they are still wounded and bloodstained, so it seems that the remaining two are mostly more than lucky. Zhang Bashun's heart gradually became sad, the people of this dart went through this battle, ten to two, two, three, is he really wrong, should not take over this trip with a lot of money?

So far, there is no turning back, only to gamble, Wu Erlang threw a mouse bogey, and no longer used the knife.

Wu Dalang, who was pressed to the ground by Wu and the dart bureau and knelt half-dead and couldn't move, salivated at the corner of his mouth, and smiled to himself, as if he didn't know his own situation at all.

What a taste.... One of the Wu He dart masters who pulled out the knife and put it on Wu Dalang's neck smelled a burst of urine pungent, as if it came from the ground, looked down, and saw a puddle of urine on the ground, Wu Dalang's cotton pants were dripping down, so he couldn't help but mock: "Look at this big boss of Woniu Mountain, I'm so scared that I pee my pants." ”

A group of five of them touched the Woniu Mountain, along the way it was a smooth sail, along the way saw no one with the martial arts realm of the Woniu Mountain minions made them a little relaxed vigilance, stopped a person to pull to a secluded place, did not take much effort to ask out of the house where the big boss of the Woniu Mountain was located, wanted to touch it quietly and brought people out, who would have thought that the house was like a wooden man standing a three-story martial arts realm of the dead, two of the five people fought for their lives to abolish his pair of tricks, and the other three were able to carry this Wu Dalang back to Heqing County quickly.

Wu Erlang, whose eyes were red, looked at his brother like this and didn't realize it, as soon as he let go, the knife fell, he slowly knelt on his knees, and roared like a wounded beast: "Brother, wake up! Wake up!"

Barely raising his head between the three knives, Wu Dalang kept his saliva and smiled at his younger brother.

Wu Erlang was stunned for a moment, bowed his head and muttered, living like this, maybe brother, you are also tired....

Life is not so hard.

No one in the Wu and Sun family dared to step forward to capture Wu Erlang who was kneeling on the ground, even if the knife in his hand had fallen to the ground, kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself, but the scene of him fighting many martial artists with his own strength was still vivid, and no one dared to step forward, just half a step and half a step forward.

Since you live so hard, brother, then my brother will help you in the end....

Wu Erlang picked up the knife with his low hand, and threw the knife out as quickly as he could hide his ears.

A corpse fell to the ground.

There is no mourning for death.