A young man next to the beggar was holding a steamed bun in one hand and porridge in the other. He was devouring the side dishes on the plate. He was eating without any scruples. He didn't realize that his complexion was slowly turning blue. When the incense burner in the hand of the gunman was halfway burning, people were falling down among the people who were devouring the food.
The people who fell to the ground were all vomiting blood and twitching, and their faces gradually turned from green to black. It was obvious without even looking that the food contained highly poisonous food, but only four or five people, including the beggar, remained calm. Chewing the bun in his hand.
The beggar's ears kept ringing with the sound of people falling to the ground and gurgling blood closing their throats. He didn't dare to turn his head to look, but just swallowed the white-faced steamed bun in his hand...
After lighting the stick of incense, the man with the gun stared intently at the four or five young men still standing in the field, patted the dust on his body, stood up with the gun, and threw the burned incense burner aside. He glanced at the teenagers who had expired, and without a hint of unbearable look in his eyes, he turned to the teenagers who were still standing in the field.
"Toughness of heart and astuteness of mind are the talents that our Lord needs...In the face of temptation, there is no judgment, and death is not a pity. Congratulations to the five of you for reaching the last level." After speaking, the man looked back and looked towards On top of the tall tower behind you...
The beggar then followed the man's gaze and began to look around the place where he was. This place was about a hundred feet away. A hundred feet away was a wall of green bricks, which tightly surrounded the place under the city wall. Looking around, he found this place. There are all kinds of arrow towers, gates and battlements on the city wall. Although Beggar has never seen much of the world, he also knows that this place is in an urn city outside the city.
And on the city wall of more than ten feet in front of him, there were several people standing. One of them was standing under the canopy, and his face could not be seen clearly from a distance, but Beggar was sure that it was his grace standing on the city tower. male.
As the man on the city wall waved gently, the man with the gun nodded slightly and waved loudly, a group of the same masked people suddenly appeared on the city wall and jumped down from the more than ten feet of the city wall. ...
When these masked men were rising and falling, and they were close to him, Beggar could see clearly that each of these men was holding some sharp knives in their hands. As their eyes fell on the man holding the gun, they saw the man holding the gun. The man nodded slightly and threw the sharp weapons in his hands in front of Beggar and the remaining four teenagers.
"One hour, there is only one person left. If one hour comes, and there are more than one person standing, kill them all, leaving no one behind..." After the gunman finished speaking, he raised his hand to signal, and the masked people retreated slowly. , did not stop until he was under the city wall, and then looked at the teenagers who were still standing there.
Beggar heard what the gunman said, that is, among the remaining five people in this battle, only one person will be alive after an hour, otherwise these people will attack several people. Death date.
Just as the beggar was still standing there, recalling what the gunman said, one of the five teenagers had already jumped towards the weapon and blade thrown by the man in black on the ground. He picked up a long knife and jumped back. To the beggar...
The light of the sword flashed across Beggar's eyes. Before he could react, he saw that the long sword was about to hit Beggar. The person beside Beggar stretched out a hand and quickly pushed Beggar away, finally dodging the light of the sword. .
The beggar fell to the ground and realized what had happened. He quickly looked towards the person who pushed him away, and saw a young man of similar age to himself, who was also in a mess. It was precisely because he pushed him away that he was not at the right moment. He stopped and dodged the pursuit of the knife-wielding boy.
Looking back, he saw the remaining two people also rushing towards the weapon discarded by the masked man. Beggar finally reacted, got up quickly and ran towards the weapon.
Unexpectedly, the remaining two young men had already obtained weapons in their hands. They were wary of each other's weapons, but at the same time they looked at the defenseless beggar...
After exchanging glances, each understood the idea in the other's eyes of killing the one without a weapon first, so they came together to hunt down Beggar.
The beggar had learned some boxing and kicking from the gun and stick instructor in the young master's preparation yard. Facing the two men, he rolled on the spot and rolled to the pair of swords. He took out a sword from the pile of weapons. He held up a long spear, blocked it with his chest, and swung the weapons of the two men away. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the young man who had just saved him had been forced into a desperate situation by another person's long knife and was about to die under the knife.
The beggar was grateful for the kindness he had just saved him, so he jumped up with a gun in hand, blocked the savior's first blow with the gun in one hand, and kicked away the other boy with a knife.
The young man holding the knife was forced to retreat, and stood together with the other two people who had been forced back by Beggar just now. The three of them did not speak a word, but already tacitly agreed to hold their own knives, and once again forced Beggar and the two young men behind him, Through the fight just now, they have realized that Beggar is currently the biggest threat to them. It is better for the three of them to work together to deal with the two Beggar first, and then decide whether to live or die.
Watching the three men approaching him, Beggar held his gun and was on guard. He turned to the savior behind him and said from the corner of his eye, "What, are you okay?"
"Nothing." The young man behind him also got up, but he had no weapons, so he had to guard with bare hands.
With three against two, two people and one person was unarmed, the three of them still had the upper hand. The three of them winked at each other, moved their steps, and spread out to surround them, trapping the two beggars firmly in the circle. Stop and turn, looking for flaws to kill with one strike.
Seeing this, the two beggars had no choice but to put their backs against each other to guard against the three of them. The beggar stared straight ahead and said to the young man with his back: "We are two against three, and you have no weapons. After a while, I will seize the opportunity to kill one person, and you will seize the opportunity to seize his weapon."
The person behind heard the sound and responded: "Okay."
Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, he felt a light behind his back. Beggar had already come out with a gun. When the young man saw this, he immediately turned around and caught up with Beggar. The three people obviously did not expect that there were more of them than the other party. He took action, but was restrained by Beggar's sudden outburst. In the chaos, Beggar shot him through the chest and fell to the ground...
The young man who joined forces with the beggar immediately rushed forward and took away the weapon from the man who was unable to resist and could only vomit blood and wait to die. As the beggar pulled out the spear in his hand, the chest of the fallen man was pierced by the spear. Blood kept pouring out of the blood hole, and he coughed and vomited slightly because of the blood in his throat. He could only vaguely hear his miserable cry before dying: "Mom...Daddy..."
It didn't take long for the young man to die. With his death, the situation instantly reversed and turned into a two-on-two situation. Beggar's martial arts skills were obviously much better than the other two, so he was forced by Beggar and the other two. He couldn't help but retreat, and even the hand holding the sword began to tremble. m.
"You...don't come here..." Seeing that they were about to be forced into a corner, the two men opened their mouths and let out the weakest threats. Seeing the beggar and the two men becoming so aggressive, they were finally frightened to the point where they dropped their weapons and knelt down. Beg for mercy.
Seeing the fearful expressions on the two men's faces, Beggar couldn't bear it. However, the moment Beggar lowered the spear in his hand, the two people kneeling on the ground suddenly rose up and stabbed at Beggar.
The moment the sword and gun met, blood spurted out, and the hot blood splashed all over his clothes. Just when Beggar was about to raise his gun to block, he realized that the moment the two men attacked him, the savior beside him had already used the stolen weapon. The weapons pierced their chests...
Although the beggar wanted to repay his benefactor, in less than half an hour, three people had died directly or indirectly in his own hands. It was still unacceptable for a while. The fishy blood on his cheeks flowed to the corner of his mouth, and the beggar had to stretch out his hand. erase.
"Okay, let's see if we can beg for mercy and let the two of us serve the master together." The savior beside him also wiped off the blood on his face, dropped the weapon in his hand to the ground, and extended his friendly hand to the beggar. hand.
When the beggar saw this, he felt a little comforted. Although he had a life on his hands, at least he had made a friend here, so he relaxed his vigilance, threw the spear aside, stretched out his hand, and smiled in front of him. The young man held it...
Just as the young man held Beggar's hand for a moment, the other party used a grappling move, instantly locking the acupuncture points on Beggar's wrist. When the other hand turned over, there was actually a short sword hidden in the tattered sleeve.
It turned out that he had hidden the hidden sword from the pile of weapons when he was lying on the ground, and it could be seen from the young man's actions that those few people were not his opponents. So he had shown weakness at every turn before, could it be that he was there? After these three people are dealt with, when he is alone with himself, he suddenly kills himself.
The beggar was very upset when he realized it. Only then could he see that the food was poisonous. These people were already very smart and they were too careless and too trusting. The beggar was upset, but his opponents were not prepared to give him a chance.
The hidden sword in his hand was spitting out a message like a poisonous snake, piercing the beggar's heart. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the beggar gritted his teeth, tried his best to avoid the vital point, and allowed the hidden sword to penetrate.
As soon as the opponent succeeded in striking, a sinister smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He was so proud that he loosened the grip on the big hole on Beggar's wrist. However, before he could be proud for a long time, Beggar broke free from the grip. Before he could respond to defend himself, Beggar kicked him away.
Although he didn't kill him with one blow, his hidden sword had already penetrated the beggar's chest deeply and came out. He looked back at the long fragrance that marked the hour. Seeing that it was still an hour away, he immediately smiled proudly and dusted it off. With dirt on his body, he smiled and said: "Good brother, don't blame me. The master has already said that only one of us can live. Don't worry, I will keep your kindness in my heart. Every year from now on, I will burn more paper money for you... .”
After finishing speaking, he saw that the beggar's injury was getting worse and he fell to the ground. He turned around and walked calmly to the pile of weapons left behind. He selected from the left and right, picked up a long sword, then turned around and walked slowly. When he reached the side of Beggar, who was already seriously injured and unconscious, he raised his sword, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually condensed.
The long sword was sharp and cold to the bone. With a fierce flash in his eyes, he quickly slashed towards the beggar's throat. At that moment, just when the long sword was about to hit the beggar, a cold light quickly struck from a tricky angle. Enter this young man's throat...
The long sword fell to the ground, scratched the young man's cheek, and was inserted into the ground. The young man covered his throat tightly with both hands, making a muffled sound in his throat. After staggering back three or four steps, his eyes were already wide open, and he was dead. Staring at the beggar lying on the ground.
The beggar, who was unconscious and lying on the ground, had already opened his eyes and was holding the spear in his hand. It was the same spear that had just pierced the young man's throat.
Beggar leaned on the spear and struggled to get up. Although the hidden sword that penetrated his chest did not hurt his heart, Beggar was bleeding too much at this time. His face was pale and he still managed to get up, just because he still remembered the man holding the gun. What is said in a man's mouth for an hour, only one person's words remain.
Holding a spear, he strenuously approached the young man who had fallen to the ground. Beggar looked at the light that gradually dissipated in his pupils, closed his eyes and turned his head, unable to bear to look any further. Perhaps it was due to excessive blood or the original The companions who were still fighting side by side drew their swords at each other in the blink of an eye. As the young man's hands covering his throat fell to the ground, Beggar could no longer hold on, his vision went dark, and he also fell down.
The gunman who quietly watched all this waved his hands gently. The figures of the masked people moved and began to clean up the mess. The gunman jumped lightly and came to the beggar's side. His fingertips were quick. He tapped the acupuncture points on his chest to temporarily stop the beggar's bleeding. He then used his hands to check the beggar's inner breath and found that he only had excessive bleeding and was not in danger of life. Then he looked back at the tower.
Under the canopy, the man was dressed in luxurious clothes, a gentleman like jade, and had a warm smile, but the majesty in his eyes made everyone around him lower his head and keep silent. When he saw the man holding a gun under the tower, he nodded slightly, his smile became brighter, and he turned and left. Go, but his voice spread throughout Wengcheng.
"It's him. No matter what, save him..."
The bright moon is about to emerge and look towards the world, but there is no blood in this urn city. It seems that the previous cruel fight has never happened...
Some people died, but not completely...
