Chapter 117: Killing Pigs is Just a Side Hustle
", Lao Tzu is a rice planter, and killing pigs is just a side job", the middle-aged man heard the old man in white say this, and immediately shouted angrily, as if rice planting was a very sacred profession in his eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The old man in white frowned slightly, "Why did you kill the pig?"
"Because the pig was disobedient, I didn't eat meat for three years, so I killed it," the man said confusedly.
The old man in white frowned and walked around the board a few times, picked up a piece of lean meat, raised his eyebrows and said: "The knife work is very exquisite, all the meat is nine taels and nine dollars, no more, no less", and threw it away, and the meat suddenly fell to the ground.
"You can see a teenager walking past here?"
Without waiting for the middle-aged man to get angry, the old man in white said coldly, his eyes staring at the man, but if he lied at all, he would be killed by thunder.
The man's eyebrows danced, "I've seen it, I'm still his benefactor, I threw him away at first, and then I picked him up, healed a broken bone, ate the flowers I picked, and then left."
"Hehe, the courage is not small, dare to save my enemies of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, the contemptible people of the countryside!" The old man in white waved his sleeve robe vigorously, suddenly turned around, and said coldly to the people around him:
"Kill!"
The people around were suddenly excited, when the two were talking just now, they had been staring at Ying Ying behind the middle-aged man, swallowing their saliva, their eyes were shining with lustful light, and something that had not reacted for many years quietly raised their heads.
Poor and remote, there is such a stunning city!
Boomed a few times, and immediately rushed towards the middle-aged man, the sword soldier looked extraordinarily cold, and his heart blossomed, "Chase and kill Jun Qinghan, don't lose!"
The middle-aged man was shocked, followed by a miserable scream, his waist was coldly spun by the jade hand, and he grinned in pain, "Are you a man? Wasn't it heroic to kill a pig just now, be careful not to let you go to bed tonight."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's heart was full of blood!
Holding his head in both hands, he pinched a blunt kitchen knife in each hand, and rushed towards everyone arrogantly and unruly, with a momentum of generosity to death.
The worship of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan smiled, "Such a fight is not even the anger of the horseman, it is really a foreigner, and the behavior is reckless like a beast!"
Of more than fifty people, only one person was left to deal with the middle-aged man, and the others rushed towards the woman.
The middle-aged man's eyes swept a sharp light, looked at the old man in front of him, held a long knife and slashed down towards him, immediately screamed, suddenly approached the old man's inner line, and then the kitchen knife in both hands danced in an orderly manner.
"Poof!"
The middle-aged man wiped the blood on his face, raised his head suspiciously, and suddenly found that the person who was going to kill him just now had become a pile of minced meat, and collapsed on the ground.
"Big man, save me!"
A woman's cry for help suddenly sounded behind her.
The white flag ancient clan is worshipped, and it is less than three feet away from the woman!
Hearing the cry for help, the middle-aged man was like a mad beast, holding his head in his hands again, trembling towards everyone and slashing towards everyone, the kitchen knife danced in the air, no different from the knife technique of chopping cabbage.
The old man in white looked at the puddle of minced meat on the ground, and then looked at the blunt kitchen knife, and his heart suddenly hung up, "Purple flag powerhouse, rusty kitchen knife, ordinary man!"
Just dead?!
How is this possible!
When he was stunned, the middle-aged man had already rushed into the encirclement of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, like a mad bull, rampage, the steps of the soles of his feet were disordered, and the movements of his hands were very stiff.
The whole body is extremely ugly, and it is completely unsightly!
Then, the man's kitchen knife was stained with blood, and every time the knife went down, someone would turn his whole body into minced meat.
The original contempt turned into banter, then the heart was shocking, and finally it was like a nightmare, and the realm of everyone's purple flags, under the rusty kitchen knife, was like a cabbage, slashing at will.
When a worshipper of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan had a lewd smile on the corner of his mouth, only a foot away from the woman, he suddenly found that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, blood was flowing and corpses were piled up.
Then a kitchen knife slashed slowly towards him.
Raising troops, he couldn't understand why these people died like this, this is just a reckless man, what can he do?
"Sonorous sonor!"
The kitchen knife slammed into the blade of the long knife, and the worship saw the kitchen knife split in two by his own long knife......
Then, the two broken kitchen knives continued downward, and after cutting through the long knife, they continued to glue together, slashing on the shoulder, and the worship eyes were shocked, "How can the broken broken knife be fused out of thin air?"
The kitchen knife slashed at the shoulder, then slashed across the body, stirring the ......
After a long time, the courtyard became a slaughterhouse, and only the old man in white looked at the middle-aged man trembling all over, shocked and frightened, his voice seemed poignant, and he said sharply:
"You...... Who are you?"
Only now did he understand that the man's sword technique was very slow, but it was a phantom formed by countless afterimages strung together.
With a knife, the whole body cracks inch by inch, and the knife technique is amazing!
The middle-aged man stood beside the woman and said with a smile to the old man in white: "Actually, killing pigs is really just my side business, and my main business is still rice planting."
"You!"
The old man in white was furious, but it was extinguished in an instant, and he looked at the middle-aged man and slowly retreated......
The man's smile was even stronger, looking like a smirk, and like a contemptuous mockery, "Yingying...... As I said, there is a specialization in the art industry, and this pig killing is really not something I can control."
The old man in white suddenly became short of breath, "I won't kill pigs, I will only kill people!"
pushed to the door of the courtyard, and immediately shouted bitterly, "Come in for me, kill him, kill him!"
The faces of the people outside changed suddenly, "Aren't there more than fifty people inside, why do you want us to go in?" But without any hesitation, he rushed into the courtyard with his sword in hand.
Fifty people, standing in all directions, surrounded the two of them.
"Give me a formation, gather the Eight Banners, and kill him", the old man in white said in a gaffe, sweating and looking a little embarrassed.
More than 50 people, their footsteps were staggered, their hands flipped their handprints, and eight rays of light that penetrated the sky suddenly rose in the courtyard.
Green Flag!
Gray Flag!
............
White flag!
The eight flags were one, and the formation was booming, forming a fierce mang in the sky, stabbing towards the two people in the formation, opening and closing sharply, as fast as lightning, and the momentum was enough to tear the sky and the earth.
The man looked at the sharp light in the sky, his eyes were horrified, and he waved the two kitchen knives in his hand in a panic.
"Bang bang!"
The old man in white looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were split!
Ahead, a middle-aged man's kitchen knife swung down and slashed on the formation, and the powerful Eight Banners formation was shattered in response to the sound, without the slightest hesitation, and the sky disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, the middle-aged man waved the kitchen knife in his other hand, and the rust stains on it flew out along the kitchen knife, and the rust was torn through the air, drawing the knife shadow and falling on the bodies of many worshippers.
"Ah...... Ah......h
The screams were endless, and everyone saw that their bodies were intact, but their bodies were in pain for some reason, and they looked at the harmless man in the center in horror, and they were desperate.
The screams continued for half an hour!
In the end, everyone's flesh and blood fell inch by inch, and the wound gradually spread from the dantian to the whole body, and the broken flesh flew, enjoying the pain of Ling Chi before death.
The eyes of the old man in white have overflowed with blood, and now the worship is full of white bones, leaving no flesh and blood, and on the head of each corpse, a line of small characters is engraved.
Looking at the sharp small characters, the old man in white sat down on the ground in horror and said incoherently:
"Yes...... It's you ......."
Dumping the water of the three rivers, it is difficult to wash away the remorse in my heart, "I messed with no one who was wrong, and I actually got into the pig killer".
The middle-aged man looked at the old man in white who was sitting on the ground, raised the kitchen knife in front of his chest again, and asked stupidly: "Yingying, can you kill the pig, I'm tired, or let's sleep first?"
"Shhh
The middle-aged man had pain in his waist, gasped, laughed, and immediately ran towards the old man in white, and suddenly the soles of his feet slashed, and a stumble fell to the ground, and the kitchen knife fell right on the soles of the old man in white.
Only one inch remains!
The old man in white was terrified, got up immediately, and ran away.
The middle-aged man quickly got up, caught up with the old man in white, and slashed at the shoulder of the old man in white, and the old man in white was numb all over his body, and immediately collapsed on the ground.
The man's hand, which was stained with blood and lard, slowly rested on the heavenly spirit cover of the old man in white.
"Search ...... Soul Searching!"
The old man in white had deep despair in his eyes, "After searching for the soul, you will die in Huangquan, your soul will be broken, and you will never fall into reincarnation!"
After a long time, the middle-aged man slowly got up, his whole body bones gurgling, looking at the iron knife in the lobby, between his eyebrows, there was a touch of cold killing...... (To be continued.) )