Chapter 118: The Secret Path
"As far as I know, you only started practicing martial arts last year, but it only took a little more than a year and a few months for you to enter the Qi Realm. The entry into the country is so fast, not to mention Qinghe County, even the entire Yingzhou has never heard of it. ”
The Diamond Mountain Leopard stroked the beard under his chin and looked at Zhao Lin meaningfully, "Say, what good things have you eaten?" As long as you tell me, I'll make you suffer less. ”
Zhao Lin struggled to take a few steps back, and deliberately said in a disdainful tone: "Guess with your elm head?" ”
The Diamond Mountain Leopard's face was gloomy, and his eyes narrowed into a line, "I'm afraid you don't know Lao Tzu's methods of torturing people, and you want to taste the taste of not being able to survive and dying?" ”
"If you don't open your mouth now, I'm afraid you'll ask me to listen then."
Zhao Lin grinned and said indifferently: "It's okay to tell you, but you have to be a little sincere, right?" ”
"What sincerity?"
"Get down on your knees and kowtow to me three times."
"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to be hard-mouthed!"
The Diamond Mountain Leopard's face twitched, he shouted angrily, stepped forward, and the iron-toothed sword flipped over and slashed at Zhao Lin horizontally.
He was worried that he would kill Zhao Lin with a sword, so he deliberately hit him with the blade of the sword.
However, to his surprise, Zhao Lin suddenly pulled up his body, and the iron ruler was like a majestic mountain pressing on the top, and he slashed down on his head.
The wind is howling, and the killing machine is pervasive.
Where is the slightest bit of poisoning?
The leopard was shocked in his heart, he had tried it on himself with a hundred poisonous needles, and a small poisonous needle could make people numb and unable to exert their strength.
This kid has several stitches in his body, how can he be the same as no one?
The whole body was shrouded by an iron ruler, and there was nowhere to dodge, so the leopard could only hurriedly raise his elbow, and he resisted hard with his arms.
Zhao Lin struck with all his strength, unstoppable, only to hear a "click", the iron ruler broke the arm of the Diamond Mountain Leopard, and the remaining momentum was unabated, from his right chest to his left abdomen, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were severely damaged.
The soul of the leopard in the mountain was scattered, and there was only one thought left in his heart: escape!
Enduring the severe pain, he rushed out horizontally with all his might, came to the side of the chair in the middle of the hall, and clasped his hand on the back of the chair.
I heard a "rattle" sound, and the east wall of the hall cracked out of thin air, revealing a black corridor.
Zhao Lin saw that the leopard was about to escape, so he unfolded his body and stabbed obliquely to rush over, blocking his escape route.
The leopard stood still and did not move, pressing the armrest of the chair, and the stone slab in front of him suddenly flipped over, revealing a five-foot square hole.
"Wait, today's suffering will be repaid a hundredfold in the coming day!"
The leopard put down a cruel sentence and jumped into the hole, and the stone slab was closed.
Zhao Lin hurried over, leaned over on the stone slab, and faintly heard a rush of footsteps, gradually moving away.
"Gan!"
scolded, got up and came to the chair, learned the action of the leopard just now, and pressed it on the armrest.
The handrail sank more than two inches deep, and the slate opened with it.
Zhao Lin didn't jump down directly, but leaned in to take a look inside, releasing ultrasound waves to check the situation in the cave.
Under the stone slab is a tunnel, about one person high, the four walls are flat, there are no sharp weapons such as knives and arrows, and it has been extending in the direction of the hall door.
There was also a humanoid object lying on the ground, breathless and lifeless, seemingly a dead corpse.
Rumble!
The slate was closed again.
Zhao Lin turned around and walked to the chair and found that the armrests had been restored to their original positions.
He thought for a while, took out the fast-catching rope from his waist bag, pressed the handrail, and tightly wrapped the handrail with the rope.
Sure enough, this time the slate opened and never closed again.
Zhao Lin took a deep breath and jumped into the tunnel gently, carefully avoiding the corpses on the ground when falling.
After standing firmly, through the glimmer of light shining from above, he vaguely recognized that the deceased was actually the bearded King Mazi of the Heavenly Beam.
"It is true that the wicked have their own evildoers."
Zhao Lin raised his leg and stepped over the corpse, he was worried that someone would come in the hall for a while, lock himself in the hole, and run quickly towards the tunnel.
The tunnel was narrow, only more than three feet wide, and as soon as I walked out of the twenty steps, I saw an iron gate blocking in front of me.
He pushed it hard, but the iron gate didn't move.
The iron door made a low muffled sound, judging from the sound, the iron door was extremely heavy.
"Sure enough, it's an escape tunnel, and even the iron gate is ready."
Zhao Lin guessed that the mechanism should be behind the iron gate, in order to stop the pursuers.
Still, he fumbled with his hand on the wall for a while, but found nothing.
A moment later, Zhao Lin jumped out of the tunnel.
When I walked to the east wall, I saw that the road was only a short more than one zhang long, and at the end was a dead end, which turned out to be a fake secret road.
"We must not let him escape!"
Zhao Lin was pacing back and forth in the hall, and suddenly remembered that there were still a few poisonous needles in his chest, so he quickly pulled them out and threw them away.
"The tunnel should lead to the outside of the valley, but where the specific exit is, I'm afraid no one knows except for the leopard himself."
Unable to find an exit, they searched all over the mountains and fields, and it was almost impossible to catch this bandit leader.
What to do?
Zhao Lin stomped his feet, almost wanting to rush outside to search.
"Twitter ......"
The hall was silent, and suddenly there was a sound similar to a rat's call.
Zhao Lin glanced sideways, but it was the smelling marten that the leopard had been holding before, jumping around in the corner, probing his brain from time to time.
"Smell the marten...... Olfaction! ”
Zhao Lin muttered in a low voice, and suddenly his heart moved, and the cat bent down and cautiously approached the past.
Smelling the marten was very clever, and when he noticed someone approaching, the gray shadow flashed, and he disappeared into the hole in the wall.
"I can't say it, I'm going to use the fifth square!"
Zhao Lin seemed to have made up his mind, clenched his hands into fists, and strode out of the hall......
"Brothers, who do you say can win between the big boss and the kid surnamed Zhao?"
"Nonsense, of course it's the big boss!"
"I don't think so, right? No one has come out for so long, and the outcome is unpredictable. ”
"Then don't hurry up and leave, if the kid surnamed Zhao wins, won't we all die?"
"You have to go! After a while, the big boss will come out, knowing that someone dares to escape, so he must pick your skin......"
Zhao Lin and the Diamond Mountain Leopard fought to the death in the conference hall, and the bandits outside heard the movement, and the news quickly spread in the cottage.
Now that the leaders above the cottage aura realm are gone, most of the remaining ones are low-armed and dare not mix, only dare to stop and watch from afar, whispering.
Zhao Lin walked out of the conference hall, and the scene was in an uproar, and the bandits immediately dispersed.
But where could they outrun Zhao Lin, and soon some bandits were caught up by him.
Zhao Lin grabbed a black and fat bandit, and asked, "Where is the place to raise the scented marten?" ”
The black fat bandit was stunned, "Huh? ”
Zhao Lin didn't say a word, and slapped him to death.
"Where is the place to keep the scented marten?"
Zhao Lin grabbed the second bandit and continued to ask.
"The mink house is next to the horse farm. You see, it's the wooden house. ”
The second bandit didn't wait for Zhao Lin to finish asking, he answered directly, and pointed to the south of the valley intimately after speaking.
"Thank you!"
Zhao Lin slapped him to death with one palm and went straight to the direction of the racecourse.
(End of chapter)