Volume 1 The Nishibin Boy Chapter 8 Gambling Contracts and the Past
"Guan senior... I can't kill him. Yang Ji finally broke the silence and looked up and said.
"He was going to kill you and me just now, and if you don't kill him, he will already be killed. "Turn off the air knot.
"This time it's different... Killing to stop killing is not the right way after all. Yang Ji raised his thick eyebrows and refused to show weakness.
"Then tell me what is the right way? The old monk who learned to be an ancient monk cut meat to feed the eagle or sacrificed himself to feed the tiger?"
Guan Jue's face changed suddenly when he heard this, a violent look flashed in his eyes, and the kind old man just now disappeared in an instant.
"Life is precious, and there must always be a chance to make amends. Yang Ji looked at the several unrecognizable lumps of meat on the wall, and lowered his head and twisted his thick eyebrows.
"Either life or death, how can there be so much truth to talk about? The wise man sets the order, and the strong dominates the order, this is the right way!"
"I don't think he's a big traitor, he's just a murderer. Since you don't care about his life, and he's not your opponent, why don't you wait, you really can't kill him next time?"
Yang Jifu raised his head again and looked at Guan Jue with a serious face.
"Kill next time?" Guan Jue listened to his straightforward theory, and the expression on his face suddenly became wonderful.
Guan has killed all his life since he was exterminated, and no one is afraid, but today there is a teenager who dares to question him in person?
"I just hope I don't kill by mistake, but kill the people who deserve to be killed. Yang Ji's expression was clear and serious, as if he was just discussing a trivial matter with him.
In the silent darkness of the huge sewers, the three fell into a brief silence.
"Stinky boy, what kind of saint are you pretending to be, and you just have a touch of red on your neck! Or are you just a freshly weaned child who doesn't dare to kill people at all? Come on! Am I still greedy for life and afraid of death? I don't need your fake sympathy!"
A flush flashed between his brows, and he hissed and scolded as if he had been insulted, but there was a little more complexity in his eyes.
"I'm not sympathetic to you, nor do I want to pity you, there are still many children in the slums of the West Coast who can't eat enough, and it's not your turn to be pitiful. I don't want to pretend to be a saint, I just think it's wrong, even if Li Feishen is your father, but the Li family sent you to the front to snipe, have you ever considered your life? Your life is your own, not the Li family, nor mine, or Guan senior's. ”
Yang Ji's expression fell in the eyes of Li Hun and Guan Jue, which was simply stupid with a capital letter, and some naivety and naivety had to be added.
"Boy, you're interesting. The old man can spare his life, and by the way, although their five generals called Li Feishen a father, but in fact, they are just dead soldiers raised from childhood, and in the final analysis, they are just a few loyal dogs of the Li family, and it is not wrong to say that Li Feishen gave his life. So... This condition comes at a price, have you really figured it out?"
Guan Jue's eyes widened, and his eyes became sharp, forcing Yang Ji's eyes to sting.
"The price is simple. He can live, exchange your life for it. ”
Yang Ji was stunned and couldn't speak. Guan Jue reached out to retrieve the iron rod and said sarcastically: "I don't know where I learned the sour morality, but in the end I still regret my life." But you are the first yellow-mouthed child who dares to talk like this in front of the old man, so let's make a bet. ”
"You worship me as a teacher, and I will give you a greeting gift. But the next time we meet again, if you can't hold out for five minutes under the old man's hands, just die, after all, it's useless to keep such waste. ”
Guan Jue seemed to think of some very interesting pictures, grinning and showing Sensen's white teeth, and laughed out loud.
"Can you talk and count?" Yang Ji was not angry, and asked lightly.
"The old man is full of words, do you think I'm one of those bullshit royals?"
"Okay, Master, please bow to the apprentice!" Yang Ji did not hesitate and knelt straight at the feet of the old man.
"Guan, I don't think you have a chance at all! The whole city is now as solid as an iron bucket, and even a fly doesn't want to fly out, isn't it too late to think about accepting apprentices now?"
Li Hun coughed up blood weakly, unable to move, but still refused to forgive people on his lips.
Guan Jue carried his hands behind his back, didn't pay attention to Li Xun, his expression returned to an indifferent one, and suddenly his two fingers quickly pointed at Yang Ji's eyebrows, and the dark sewer was bright in an instant, stabbing the two of them to close their eyes one after another.
Yang Ji only felt that his forehead was like opening a gate, and the complicated information was like hundreds of explosive bombs pouring into his mind, his ears were roaring endlessly, and his head hurt as if he was being run over by a hundred trains, but he was conscious but his body couldn't move.
If anyone else was present at this time, they would be surprised to see the boy floating in the air under the old man's fingers, floating in the air without any support.
In a dazzling light, complex symbols and secret texts flashed in the closed eyes, and the red eyes seemed to burn.
"Duh!"
I don't know how long it took, but I exhaled and started to drink.
"No, it can't be! This is a secret art that is rare in the world! How could you?!"
As soon as Li Hunfu, who was stunned, woke up, he screamed as if he had seen a ghost, and he had never seen him lose his temper like this when he was about to kill him just now.
"The old man has something you don't know, what's there to fuss about. ”
Guan Jue smiled and looked at Yang Ji who had passed out, and a pool of dark stinky water was slowly flowing out from under the latter's body.
"If you keep your life, you can go as far as you want, in fact, the old man may not live next time, just to scare you. ”
Yang Ji, who was in a coma, muttered, and the strange symbols circulating in his eyes gradually faded and disappeared.
"Guan, this boy, as for you to pay such a price!?"
Li Hun's eyes have completely changed, and the secret technique of the Secret Art is rumored to be a huge sacrifice of empowerment, although it cannot impose its own realm on the recipient, but it is a secret technique that condenses the indescribable experience and understanding of the practitioner into one finger and gives it to others.
Guan Jue was silent, looking at the sky with his hands in his hands, his eyes seemed to have passed through the gloomy years, staring at the Shura field that was once full of blood and fire, a little girl hugged the feet of a big man tightly, and her little face was still stubbornly flattering:
"Why do you want to do this? Don't you have the heart to kill the people in this world who should be killed, but the bones of those who are killed by mistake are full of bones, just because of the treasures?"
"Big brother, can you not kill me, with my good looks, even if you sell me as a prostitute, you can make a few more money. Can you kill me next time?"
The big man didn't answer, but stepped on the little girl to the ground with one foot, raised the shiny butcher knife in his hand high, and the jagged yellowed rotten teeth slashed out with a terrifying smile.
"He's too much like an old man, only she can think of a reason for such nonsense, right? You, the lackey of the Li family, won't understand. ”
Guan Jue was silent, remembering his sister who was still unwilling in his eyes until his head hit the ground, and he raised his leg and kicked Li Hun to the ground.
Yang Ji was lying on the ground unconsciously, and the wounds on his body had healed.
A tear fluttered down on the placket of his clothes, and the silence of the huge sewer was so quiet that only the ticking of droplets of water, two unconscious people.
The closure has disappeared without a trace.