There was a fishy smell this morning.

It smells of blood.

People who walk the rivers and lakes have smelled this smell.

Even many people are obsessed with this taste.

Yes, they are obsessed with death.

There were two people missing from the building in the morning and sunset.

Two less people obsessed with the smell of blood.

And the others who remain, are obsessed with another flavor -

Alcohol.

They are still reluctant to go, and they are still willing to stay for Jin Feng Guizi.

Even if it's your own corpse that is left behind.

In the very center of the lobby, the white-clothed man holding the wine jar in his hand still only focused his eyes on the wine jar in his hand.

He was still smiling.

In fact, he has been smiling since he walked into this morning and sunset rain building.

He doesn't seem to forget to smile even if he forgets to breathe.

People have an absolute affinity for laughter.

Because people are born only crying.

Laughter is more like an acquired acquisition.

So laughter is precious.

And people will feel intimate with precious things.

It's like a famous sword, a sword, a gold ingot, and a knighthood.

It's also like this altar of golden wind cinnamon.

The man in white looked at the golden wind guizi in his hand and said, "Is anyone willing to pay 100,000 taels?"

No one answered him.

No one wants to pay 100,000 taels.

He sighed, "It seems that this Golden Wind Guizi is really not the best wine in the world, it's ridiculous that you have traveled a hundred miles away to fight for a joke." ”

"Hahaha-"

Someone laughed, in the crowd surrounding the man in white.

The smiling man was dressed in a blue and gray cloth shirt and slowly walked out of the crowd.

He was a man, but his face was as beautiful as a woman's.

He walked up to the man in white, walked very elegantly, and opened his mouth very elegantly: "Who is the first in the world, who is the second in the world, is Your Excellency qualified to come to this seat?"

The man in white said: "Everyone is qualified, after all, everyone has eyes and mouths." ”

The man in the green shirt smiled wickedly: "But if a person wants to comment on Jin Feng Guizi, there must be something other than eyes and mouth. ”

The man in white said, "What is it?"

Tsing Yi said: "Second life." ”

The man in white said, "You want my life?"

The green shirt said: "Of course I want your life." ”

The man in white said: "If a person wants another person's life, he must be faster than the other party." And the person who wanted my life before you was too slow to shoot, and the result of the slow shot was to kill himself. ”

Tsing Yi said: "You can rest assured, I have always acted quickly, and I guarantee that you will definitely die." ”

The man in white said: "Yuan Sankuai should have thought the same way at the beginning, and he must regret not doing it now." ”

Qingshan said: "But I am not Yuan Sankuai after all, and Yuan Sankuai does not have this golden needle in my hand after all." ”

At some point, he had a golden needle in his hand.

This gold needle is only as long as an ordinary sewing needle and as thin as an ordinary sewing needle.

The golden needle glowed with a golden yellow light, which was not strong, but it shone into everyone's eyes.

Everyone who saw this golden needle gasped.

And the boy in white still didn't look at his golden needle, nor did he look at him.

He was still smiling, his smile never changed, "There are many hidden weapons in the world, but the secret weapons that can kill me have not yet appeared." ”

The man in green shirt was not angry, he only felt funny, "You dare to be so sure that it is a secret weapon without even looking at it, so sure that it can't kill you?"

The man in white said: "You are the famous killer 'killer bee' Jiang Qianling on the rivers and lakes, and the golden needle in your hand is naturally your killer weapon, and it is also the top secret weapon in the rivers and lakes 'Golden Bee Tail Needle'." ”

Jiang Qianling smiled: "So in your eyes, it's not that the golden bee's tail needle can't kill you, but that I can't kill you with my killer bee Jiang Qianling?"

The man in white said: "There is a rumor in the rivers and lakes: 'The golden bee stings people, and it never dies. A needle at the back of the tail, a red between the eyebrows'. ”

Jiang Qianling said: "Since you have heard this, you should also know how fast I acted, right?"

The man in white said: "You have killed seventy-four masters, and you only used seventy-four stitches, and every time you shoot, you can hit the center of the eyebrows, and you can kill with one blow, which is indeed not slow." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "It seems that you do know me very well, and I should indeed give you a chance to live." ”

The man in white said: "Do you want me to admit that Jin Feng Guizi is the best wine in the world?"

Jiang Qianling said: "No, I want you to put back the wine you spilled on the ground without a drop falling to the ground." ”

He laughed again, laughing happily and proudly, just as he had once teased the martial arts masters he had killed.

The man in white said, "It seems that you have to make a move." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "You are bent on death, and I have always been in the business of eliminating disasters for others. ”

He slowly approached the man in white with that graceful step.

He walked up to the man in white, stared at his eyebrows, twisted the terrifying gold needle in his hand and shook it in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's about to be inserted into your eyebrows, aren't you afraid at all?"

With the same golden light, gold ingots can make people smile, while gold needles can make people's skin open.

Jiang Qianling's golden needle had not yet penetrated into the eyebrows of the white-clothed man, but it had undoubtedly already penetrated into the hearts of everyone in the hall.

There is not a single person here who has not heard of the name of the killer bee Jiang Qianling.

None of the people here wanted to see the golden bee tail needle of the killer bee Jiang Qianling.

And today, whether they want to or not, they finally saw this golden needle that took the lives of seventy-four masters.

But at this time, although they saw the golden needle, they were full of doubts about it.

No, their doubts were to Jiang Qianling.

Every person who practices martial arts understands one thing, and that is the way to kill people with secret weapons.

To kill people with hidden weapons, it is natural to take advantage of the unpreparedness of others, and to keep a good distance from the opponent to avoid countermeasures.

A small golden needle, when used in front of the opponent, is still used close to the front of him, even if it can be shot, the power is not more than Erer.

But Jiang Qianling was showing off his secret weapon at this time, showing off less than half a foot in front of the white-clothed boy.

It's like a fisherman showing off his rod to a fish, just like a groom showing off his whip to a horse.

This kind of torture is simply incomparably terrifying, but it is extremely stupid, but for Jiang Qianling, it is really happy!

His greasy face was almost contorted with excitement.

The palm of his hand, which was finely twisted with gold needles, trembled almost insanely.

Finally, he made a move!

His right hand swept backwards sharply, and the tip of the golden bee's tail needle was aimed straight at the center of the white-clothed man's eyebrows.

"Suffer death!"

The two fingers of his right hand clamped the golden needle and struck at the man in white.

This action stunned everyone.

But it's not that this martial arts is so brilliant, on the contrary, it's that it's too funny.

Comically unexpected.

Who would have thought that the rumored top secret weapon in the martial arts, the Golden Bee's Tail Needle, was not thrown out, but just stabbed out so comically?!

No wonder Jiang Qianling would get close to the man in white, such a killing method really had to be close.

But if you really want to kill people in close quarters, a dagger is more suitable than a small gold needle.

No one has ever seen the method of killing bees before, and no one has seen the way of killing people with the tail needle of the golden bee.

There have been many speculations about this notorious killer, but no one would have imagined that he could kill someone so easily.

Simply being both stupid and funny.

Can this really kill people?

If you can't kill it, you can't kill it.

As long as the other party is a person who knows a little bit of martial arts, he will definitely not be killed.

But he has clearly killed many people and killed seventy-four martial arts masters!

Everyone wants to laugh.

But no one could laugh.

They believed that Jiang Qianling was not a fool.

At least not stupider than the seventy-four who died under his golden needle.

So it's never that simple.

The golden needle in Jiang Qianling's right hand was getting closer and closer to the eyebrows of the white-clothed man.

His left hand was just resting comfortably behind his back.

He's relaxed and confident.

He knew that even such a simple move would work.

After all, it worked seventy-four times.

But this time, it didn't work.

The golden light stopped at a moment's notice.

The boy in white just kicked it lightly with his foot, and the killer bee's tail needle was kicked out of his hand and inserted into the beam of the roof.

He smiled.

They laughed.

Everyone laughed.

Laughed out loud.

People look at this former fearsome killer bee like a clown.

He's really like a comically funny clown.

How could there be such a stupid move?

How could there be such a stupid killer?

How could there be seventy-four masters who were stupider than him?!

The people could no longer suppress the ridicule of him, and they laughed out of tears, and burst their bellies with laughter.

They playfully looked at the golden needle that had not entered the beam of the room, looked at Jiang Qianling's empty right hand playfully, and playfully looked at his shocked expression......

He would have been shocked?

Did he really think that such a stupid means could kill people?

......

Wrong......

All the laughter stopped suddenly.

Because all the people who laughed suddenly saw something.

It was a ray of light.

A ray of golden light.

A ray of golden light that took the lives of seventy-four masters!

At this time, the man in white was still sitting leisurely in his chair.

His feet were retracted.

But two fingers of his right hand were against Jiang Qianling's jaw.

His two fingers were pressed together, and Jiang Qianling's mouth was tightly closed.

And the golden light shone between his lips.

The man in white said: "It's ridiculous that it's called the golden bee tail needle, but it's not in your ass, but in your mouth." ”

Yes, between Jiang Qianling's lips is the golden bee's tail back needle!

Jiang Qianling couldn't hold back the trembling body.

His expression was in agony.

He tried his best to shoot the golden needle out of his mouth, but under the force of the white-clothed man's two fingers, half of his body was completely frozen, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Everyone in the hall was dripping with cold sweat.

Who would have thought that the golden needle of the killer bee Jiang Qianling would actually shoot out of his mouth?

Everyone was speechless for a while.

The man in white flicked his fingers to the side, and Jiang Qianling's head also turned away.

Jiang Qianling coughed and spit the golden needle on the ground.

At this time, he was like a dead log, looking at the golden needle on the ground in a daze, and he was wandering outside.

The man in white said: "The length of the secret weapon is not in its speed, but in its trick. The seventy-four people who died under this golden needle may be faster than you, but none of them are as deceitful as you. ”

Jiang Qianling said abruptly: "There is no second person in this world other than me who knows the secret of the golden bee's tail needle. ”

The man in white said: "No, there is another kind of person who also knows. ”

Jiang Qianling said: "What kind of person?"

The man in white said: "Dead people, people who were killed by the golden bee's tail back needle." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "But the dead can't speak, let alone tell you." ”

The man in white said, "No, they can speak, and I can hear it very clearly." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "What did they say?"

The man in white said: "They said that they didn't believe they would die before they died. ”

Jiang Qianling said: "But after all, they didn't tell the secret of the golden bee's tail needle. ”

The man in white said: "Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the seventy-four people you killed were all needles in the eyebrows, killing with one blow, and they all didn't blink their eyes, staring at the front. And they die with a relaxed, even smug expression, just like the people around us when you apply the needle with your right hand. ”

Jiang Qianling said: "So what?"

The man in white said: "The needle in the eyebrows means that they have been facing you before they die, and looking ahead means that you are not sneaking up from a distance, but standing in front of them in a dignified manner, and may even be talking to them, and their expressions are not frightened, they are very relaxed, which means that they do not think that they will be killed by you at all." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "And I am a well-known killer, no matter how powerful a master is, it is impossible not to take precautions." ”

The man in white said: "You showed your secret weapon to show the enemy weakness, but the other party believed it, so he was negligent." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "When they are careless, that is when I really make a move." ”

The man in white said: "And your golden bee's tail needle is too dazzling, their attention must be all on this needle in your hand." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "But that's just a disguise, and the golden bee tail needle that can really take people's lives must be somewhere else." ”

The man in white said: "That place must not be the other hand." ”

Jiang Qianling said: "Yes, a master will not only look at one hand. So where else can you cast the Golden Bee's Tail Needle other than two hands?"

The man in white said: "Of course it's the mouth, only the golden bee's tail needle placed in the mouth can pierce the eyebrows and kill with one blow." ”

Jiang Qianling smiled miserably and said no more.

The rest of the crowd felt chills down their spines when they heard this, as if they had heard black and white impermanence discussing how to ask for their lives.

The white-clothed boy still holds the altar of golden wind laurel in his left hand.

His face was not shocked.

He still looked at the altar of golden wind cinnamon, and said leisurely: "Now do you think this jar of wine is still the best wine in the world?"

Jiang Qianling raised his head and glanced at Jin Feng Guizi.

He only glanced at it, but one glance completely revived his life.

He laughed again, with a particularly presumptuous and arrogant laugh.

He shouted: "Jin Feng Guizi is the best wine in the world, and Jin Feng Guizi must also be the first wine in the world!"

He used the true qi of his whole body, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, his eyes were red, and he stared at the person in front of him.

His cheeks bulged, and between his lips there was another golden bee's tail pin!

This time, he finally had to use his moves in a dignified manner.

......

However, he did not spit out the needle after all.

He couldn't spit out a single stitch again.

Because he is dead.

His ribcage was pierced through his back with a dagger.

He couldn't play anyone anymore.

The last person he played was himself.

This dagger is very delicate with a turquoise body and fine carved patterns.

Delicate makes one suspect that it wasn't meant to kill people at all.

The delicate turquoise dagger was pulled back.

Pumped back by its owner.

Its owner is a diminutive man.

The man was not very tall, but he wore a tall hat on his head.

His face was white and his eyes were large. If it weren't for the fact that he had two mustaches under his nose, then others would definitely think of him as a girl.

He pulled the dagger back from Jiang Qianling's back and put it under Jiang Qianling's neck.

Then he twitched the dagger back and forth, and Jiang Qianling's neck was sawed inch by inch.

He took the head and placed it in a black cloth bag.

Everyone in the hall looked at him silently, silently looked at the blood red on the ground, and finally silently glanced at the black cloth bag, they all had a common question, but no one asked.

Because they all have a common reason not to ask - they don't want to be the next Jiang Qianling.

The short man put away the cloth bag and laughed a few times.

He laughed in a pool of blood.

His smile is a little bit ridiculous, a little perverse.

But his smile was timely, because the man in white was also smiling at him.

The eyes of the white-clothed boy finally moved away from the altar of Jin Feng Guizi, who had taken the lives of the two people.

He looked at the dwarf in front of him, and the dwarf looked at him in front of him.

He said, "Although you killed him, you have no vendetta against him." ”

The dwarf laughed, "Why don't I have a grudge against him?"

The man in white said, "Because you're laughing." ”

The dwarf said, "If I have a deep grudge against him, shouldn't I laugh if I kill him?"

The man in white said: "If it is really a deep hatred, you will never be able to laugh after taking revenge." ”

The dwarf was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

He leaned back and laughed so hard that he got carried away.

"If you don't laugh after revenge, do you still want to cry?"

The man in white said: "The hatred brought by a master like Jiang Qianling can often become a person's lifelong goal, but when he achieves this goal, it is not only difficult to feel happy, but on the contrary, it is the most painful. ”

The dwarf said: "Fortunately, I don't need to suffer, I don't know him, and I really have no hatred or resentment." ”

The man in white said, "In that case, why did you kill him?"

The dwarf asked, "If he wants to kill you, do you still sympathize with him?"

The man in white said: "He didn't mean to kill me, he didn't care about me at all." ”

The dwarf said, "Then who does he care about?"

The man in white swept the wine in his hand and said, "Care about it." ”

The dwarf nodded and said with a smile: "And I didn't care about him when I killed him." ”

The man in white said, "Do you also care about this jar of wine in my hand?"

The dwarf pursed his lips, snorted coldly, and squinted his eyes to look at the golden wind Guizi: "This wine is golden taels to you, but it is worthless to me." ”

The man in white said: "Since you don't care about this jar of wine, why did you come to this morning and sunset rain building?"

The dwarf said, "Because I care about something else." ”

The man in white said, "What is that thing?"

The dwarf laughed again, this time very pleasantly, "It's money, and the head of a killer bee is worth a lot of money." ”

The man in white nodded his head a few times and sighed: "He has assassinated seventy-four people, and the reward given by the seventy-four families will indeed not be less. ”

The dwarf said, "How much money do you think there is?"

The man in white said, "Why should I guess?"

The dwarf said, "Because this reward has something to do with you." ”

The white-clothed man said: "Jiang Qianling's death is indeed related to me, do you mean that you want to give me half of this reward?"

The dwarf shook his head with a smile and said, "No, it's all for you." ”

The man in white said, "Why give it all to me?"

The dwarf said, "Because this reward is exactly 100,000 taels." ”

The man in white said: "It turns out that you want to buy this jar of wine." ”

The dwarf said, "I do want to buy this jar of wine, and you just want to sell it." ”

He handed over the black cloth bag wrapped around Jiang Qianling's head, "Give you the head, give me the wine." ”

The man in white didn't look at the head, he still looked at the short man in front of him.

Youyou said, "What's your name?"

The short man said: "Uncle Ben's name is Mo Mingqi, do you want to change it?"

The man in white said: "You don't care about this jar of wine, why do you want to buy it?"

Mo Mingqi said: "Although I don't care about this jar of wine, I care about you." ”

The man in white said, "What do you care about me?"

Mo Mingqi said: "You are a very interesting person, and I care about all interesting things." ”

The man in white said, "So you don't want to buy wine, but want to make friends with me." ”

Mo Mingqi said: "Yes, that's right. With someone as interesting as you as a friend, my life will definitely be very interesting. ”

The man in white smiled, took back the jar of wine in his hand, and said, "Since this is the case, I can't sell this jar of wine." ”

Mo Mingqi was stunned and said, "Why can't you sell it?"

The man in white said, "Not only can I not sell your wine, but I will not be friends with you." ”

Mo Mingqi said: "Why don't you sell wine, and why don't your friends do it?"

The man in white said: "I don't sell your wine because you don't like wine." I don't want to be friends with you because you lied to me. ”

Mo Mingqi was puzzled: "I don't like to drink without faking, but how could I have lied to you?"

The man in white said: "You lied to me from the beginning and deceived all of us. ”

Mo Mingqi said: "Could it be that I said that killing Jiang Qianling to receive a reward is false?"

The man in white said, "No." ”

Mo Mingqi said: "Could it be that I said that I have sincere fellowship with you is false?"

The man in white said, "No." ”

Mo Mingqi said: "It's all not, so which sentence did I lie to you?"

The man in white said: "It's not your words that you lied to me, but your dress." ”

Mo Mingqi said: "What's wrong with my dress?"

The man in white said: "You are not a man, but you are wearing men's clothes and sticking to a man's beard, do you think this is a lie to me?"