More than a dozen men turned around the woman on the bed. Some of them even got on together and kept shouting excitedly. The woman had long been unable to struggle and let them do what they did. Song Xiaoting couldn't see the woman from so far away. The look on his face, but I guess it must be that of a deathly pale face.
When the woman was being wheeled, the people playing cards started to boo, maybe because another wave of people had offended the group of people who were taking the rice wheel, or something else. The two groups of people slapped the table and stared, as if there was going to be a conflict.
The veins in Song Xiaoting's hand holding the sword popped out. If Chu Xiang hadn't held her hand down, he might have gone over and killed those men.
"Why didn't she commit suicide?" Song Xiaoting gritted her teeth.
"It is better to live than to die. Death also requires courage." Chu Xiang said.
"It's better to die than to live like this." Song Xiaoting said coldly.
"What if she still has relatives and children, and wants to find them alive?" Chu Xiang said.
Song Xiaoting was silent.
"The show has begun." After a while, Chu Xiang said.
Following Chu Xiang's gaze, he saw that the two groups of people fighting had turned from quarreling to pushing and shoving. Soon one person from each side drew his sword and walked to the open space near Chu Xiang. Everyone loudly encouraged the two of them. Fighting for their lives, someone took the opportunity to make a handicap, and everyone placed their bets. The noise was soaring, but only the two passers-by remained quiet.
"These two silly guys were plotted by their brothers and deliberately encouraged them to fight in order to test us." Chu Xiang said.
"Aren't they brothers? Why are they like this?" Song Xiaoting's face was gloomy.
"These people don't have any brothers. Even their brothers can be sold. You have to remember that no one outside can believe it. The person who was calling you brothers just now may turn around and give you a knife, eat your flesh and drink you." blood." Chu Xiang's tone slowly became serious.
Song Xiaoting nodded solemnly.
"Also, have you noticed? Logically speaking, since we are so generous and the Wolf's Den has enough manpower, our meat should be ready soon. It only takes a few minutes to roast the meat, but now it is almost half It's almost an hour and the waiter hasn't served the food yet." Chu Xiang said, looking at the two people who were about to start fighting.
"They delayed it on purpose." Song Xiaoting reacted immediately.
"Why?" Chu Xiang said.
"Trick or create opportunities for them." Song Xiaoting's expression began to turn cold.
"That's right. Any abnormal thing may kill you. You must stay alert to everything and pay attention to the actions of people around you at all times." Chu Xiang said.
While the two were talking, the two men in the open space could not resist the instigation of the people around them, raised their swords and started fighting. When the two were fighting, the people who had placed bets gathered around to cheer for their goals. The noisy crowd gradually approached the two fighting, and the two fighting were forced to gradually come towards the passers-by.
The swords were flashing, and the two people fighting became more and more angry. The situation evolved into a real life-and-death fight. The onlookers became even more excited, shouting and screaming.
When the two were about to decide whether to live or die, the waiter came over with a barbecue, walked around the two fighting men, put the barbecue on the table with some fear, and quickly left this dangerous place.
The wolf over there kept compressing the space where the two people were fighting. The two people fighting were surrounded by several tables of passers-by and a group of people. The crowd over there was boiling and shouting like thunder, but here a dozen people remained motionless and quiet. Virgin, a sharp contrast.
The swords were fierce, and the two fought hard to kill. After a while, one of them could not block it, and was slashed by the opponent. He rushed over desperately and wanted to die with his opponent, but was kicked away by his opponent and crashed into the head of a passerby. table.
On the table was a middle-aged man who looked like a farmer. He was sitting quietly with a dull expression. He glanced at the person flying over and waved his hand. The person in mid-air seemed to knock down an invisible wall. Bounce back and roll across the ground.
A man ran over to check the person lying on the ground and found that the person was dead. He stood up, pointed at the middle-aged farmer who was still sitting quietly, and said to a young man with a cruel face: "Boss, he killed Owl."
The stern-faced young man waved his hand, and a dozen people behind him quickly stepped forward to surround the farmer-like passer-by. Surrounded by a dozen fierce men, the middle-aged farmer's expression remained unchanged and he showed no reaction at all.
"Go ahead, Cannon, kill him." Several other groups shouted.
The crowd gradually surrounded a dozen passers-by. Song Xiaoting caught a glimpse of someone in the crowd cutting off the flesh of the deceased and chewing it in his mouth. The man who had just made the offer kicked the person who stole the meat and dragged the body to the On the periphery, several people who had won the bet cut the body into pieces, some cut off a leg, some cut off a piece of flesh, and divided up the body in a matter of seconds.
After carving up the body, some people threw the body parts directly on the table, and several people gathered around the table to cut and eat them with knives. Some threw the body to the waiter and asked the waiter to cook it, and some cut it into pieces themselves. Bake on the stove.
Song Xiaoting had never seen such a bloody and cruel thing before. She couldn't help but feel her stomach churn. She was afraid of attracting the attention of the surrounding jackals, so she could only suppress the stomach fluid rising in her stomach to prevent herself from vomiting it out.
The jackals who joined in the fun shrank their encirclement and gradually approached Chu Xiang. They kept shouting and encouraging the cannon group to kill the middle-aged farmer, and they almost spit on Chu Xiang.
The cannon did not attack rashly, and stared closely at the middle-aged farmer, trying to find a breakthrough point from his opponent's expression. However, the middle-aged farmer always looked dull and dull, turning a blind eye to the murderous wolves around him, so that People can't figure out the details.
He can knock people away with a single palm of his hand. This farmer is obviously not weak in strength, and he looks so unpredictable. Who wouldn't be upset?
It was obviously not possible to continue the stalemate like this. Not only would it damage his own prestige, it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the Wolf's Lair in the future, but the previous plan would also be ruined. The cruel young man winked, and a man behind the middle-aged farmer quietly raised his knife and slashed at him. Farmer's neck.
There was a muffled sound, and the dull farmer punched back. The man who attacked was shocked, and the fierce light in his eyes slowly disappeared. The long knife in his hand fell, shook and fell down.
The crowd was in an uproar. The middle-aged farmer who killed the cannon so unscrupulously was obviously confident and had no fear of being besieged. What was frightening was this man's actions. Even after being attacked by a sneak attack, he still managed to kill him with just one punch. Beating a person to death is like swatting a fly to death. The person who was hit showed no sign of any force.
"Kill him, kill him." the crowd shouted.
"Cannon, kill him."
"Cannon, are you a bitch? You won't kill him even if you do this."
The crowd kept shouting and raging, constantly encouraging Cannon to kill the middle-aged farmer. Cannon stared at the middle-aged farmer, but did not take action.
"A master who is proficient in energy transformation at the level of marrow refining, all these people may not be able to do anything to him." Chu Xiang said, without deliberately lowering his voice.
"What level is marrow refining?" Song Xiaoting asked. She didn't quite understand the divisions of these levels. Tang Long was not afraid of others hearing what he said, and he could also speak out if he thought.
"Traditional martial arts has clear divisions into levels, such as bone forging, tendon refining, and marrow refining. The corresponding strength application levels are Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin. However, this is not a rule, and not everyone follows this rule. In terms of strength, some people with different talents, even if they are only at the bone forging level and only know the application of Ming Jin, can still defeat the masters who have reached the marrow refining level. However, those are just special cases, and those who can reach the marrow refining level according to their realm will definitely be able to defeat them. He is a master, he can open monuments and crack rocks with just a few movements, and his six senses are sharp, so it is not difficult to take the head of a general among thousands of armies." Chu Xiang explained in detail.
"What if the opponent has guns?" Song Xiaoting asked curiously, thinking of the young man she shot to death.
"No matter how powerful a weapon is, it depends on who is using it." Chu Xiang said.
The two of them were talking as if no one was around. The crowd was so noisy that only a few people around them could hear it. When Chu Xiang and the people next to him heard what the two said, they backed away slightly in fear.
Da Pao knew that he might encounter a troublesome guy, but when he thought that he had more than a dozen people, and there were dozens of cheering guys next to him, he wasn't very worried. The situation had developed to this point, and he could no longer think too much about it, no matter whether he took action or not. , it is hard to say whether the farmer will let him go, but it is so, it is better to strike first.
"Kill." Cannon roared, and a dozen men surrounding the middle-aged farmer slashed at him with their swords. But Cannon calmly took two steps back and touched his waist.
A dozen knives were chopped down, but the middle-aged farmer was not afraid at all. He still looked dumb and stunned. He stood up suddenly, fists and palms came out one after another, the sound of the wind was like thunder, but in the blink of an eye, the movements of more than a dozen men were frozen in the knife-wielding chop. In the lowered position, the fierce light in his eyes disappeared instantly, and then Domi fell down like a domino.
Silent as a virgin, moving as thunder, she looks dull and dumb, but she kills people without blinking an eye.
Cannon's face was full of disbelief. Before he could pull the trigger of the pistol, his whole body lost strength. The panic in his heart disappeared with his life. The pistol dropped and the whole person collapsed.
The crowd was stunned and silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
"So fast!" Song Xiaoting exclaimed in shock. She only saw the middle-aged farmer leaving his chair, and then the afterimages of the farmers were everywhere in the encirclement. In an instant, more than a dozen people died.
Song Xiaoting's voice of surprise was like Hong Zhongdalu waking up everyone. The frightened jackals scattered and returned to their seats. They looked back at the dull farmer from time to time, fearing that the fierce god would kill her if he was unhappy, and he couldn't even speak. Don't dare to speak loudly.
No one dared to grab the corpse on the ground. After witnessing the horror of the old farmer, these people might not dare to go there to find food even if they starve to death. The dull farmer sat surrounded by corpses, looking blank, not knowing what he was thinking.
"So this is the strength of a marrow refining master." Song Xiaoting sighed, then stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the barbecue on the plate.
Chu Xiang stretched out his hand to stop Song Xiaoting's movement, and said pointedly: "You can still know the enemy head-on, but you may not be able to do it secretly."
Song Xiaoting was suddenly frightened, and then she remembered what Chu Xiang said just now. This was an abnormal plate of barbecue. After carefully observing the meat on the plate, she found that the meat seemed to have too many seasonings and the taste was a bit heavy. How could it be stored in the wolf's lair under normal circumstances? With so many seasonings, it would be nice to sprinkle some salt.
"Xiao Er." Chu Xiang called.
Hearing Chu Xiang shouting, a waiter in an apron came over and asked, "What are your orders, hero?"
"This meat tastes a bit strong, so I'll give it to you to eat." Chu Xiang said.
"Thank you, hero." The waiter nodded gratefully, picked up the plate and left.
"Sit down and eat before leaving." Chu Xiang said with a stern expression.
"Isn't this good?" The waiter looked at the two of them and said hesitantly.
"It's okay, sit down." Chu Xiang's cold expression softened slightly.
The waiter reluctantly sat down, with his butt half touching the chair, and picked up the chopsticks with a somewhat slow movement.
Just as the chopsticks were about to reach into the plate, someone from the kitchen called out: "Xiao Ming, where are you dead? Come and work quickly."
"Hero, the shopkeeper called me." The waiter sitting opposite Chu Xiang stood up and said.
"Sit down and eat before leaving." Chu Xiang said with a cold face.
Noticing the change in the situation here, the crowd who had just regained their composure and whose voices had just become louder looked over and realized that Chu Xiang and Xiao Er were about to have a conflict. They looked at the three of them with interest, waiting for the development of the situation to see what would happen. You can't take the opportunity to take down the woman next to you and enjoy yourself for a few days.
The waiter sat down awkwardly and looked at Chu Xiang anxiously.
"Eat." Chu Xiang's expression became calm, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.
Knowing that there was no way to get away with it, the waiter was like a soldier going into a battle knowing that there was no return. He grabbed the barbecue with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth. The aroma of the delicious barbecue filled the air. The waiter devoured it. After a while, The waiter ate up a plate of five kilograms of barbecue, and even licked the corner of his mouth with unsatisfied taste.
"You can go." Chu Xiang said.
The waiter was speechless and immediately stood up and left.
The two of them watched the waiter hurriedly go to the kitchen. Before he had taken ten steps, he suddenly collapsed.
"I hope you can give me a satisfactory explanation." Chu Xiang said to the air, his tone was calm, his voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the wolf lair.
Another waiter discovered that his colleague was unconscious and collapsed, and he quickly pressed the button on the other person. After pressing for a long time, it had no effect at all. He shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, Xiao Ming has fainted."
"What's going on?" A short, fat middle-aged man with greasy hands and face ran over, looked at Xiao Ming who had fainted, and said calmly: "I must have eaten the wrong thing, just take a nap and it will be fine."
