Li Chun hasn't read the memorial yet.
Regardless of whether the memorial was true or false, he would use Wukong Tang's help to kill Lin Linyou.
No wonder they handed Lin Long back so readily. From the beginning, there was no intention of letting them get out alive!
Looking at the crowd of killers surrounding them, some of them were wearing the costumes of Wukong Hall, but they had tiger-like backs, heavy waist, and mantis legs. It was obvious that they were impersonated by Li Chun's Jin Yiwei.
It seems that Li Chun has spent a lot of money this time! I'm afraid that the people in Wukong Hall won't be able to kill Lin Linyou. After all, even he himself was almost killed in the hands of Lin. Once bitten by a snake, I didn't know you ten years ago and you don't belong to me...
Yuan Wei took the memorial and moved behind the screen.
Lin Linyou protected Lin Long, gathered his energy and shouted at the screen: "Li Chun, what are you afraid of? You don't dare to show your face. Even the bastards in the pool in my courtyard know how to stick their heads out to bask in the sun!"
He was afraid that Yang Fang would be lost, and hoped that Yang Fang and the others could hear his shout.
As expected, Li Chun sat behind the screen, took the memorial from Yuan Wei, opened the envelope, and glanced at it, he knew that the memorial was fake. Although he had not read the memorial, Yang Wei also glanced at it after opening it that night. The font is Hongwu Zhengyun. This is not the case. Even the handwriting is wrong.
After all, it was not intended to be submitted to the emperor, so the civil servant Zhang Bi found just wrote it casually.
Seeing that the memorial was fake, Li Chun knew that the real memorial must have been submitted, and the emperor must have known about it.
He originally wanted to make amends, but now it seems that it is still a step too late. No matter, no matter whether the memorial is true or false, Lin Linyou will die!
In this way, Li Chun could have an explanation in front of Ji Gang.
He gently let go of his hand, and the fake memorial slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a clatter. Patting the armrest of the seat, Li Chun slowly stood up and walked out of the back door. His white-soled and black-faced cloth boots stepped on the memorial, leaving a shoe print...
A year ago, Lin Linyou singled out a group of attackers in Jiaofangsi with his bare hands, using the Baji he learned before traveling because he didn't want to kill anyone.
But now, with bare hands, I have to use the original owner’s ancient martial arts killing skills! Ancient martial arts are both killing skills and survival skills. They can be applied to any sect or any type of boxing.
Therefore, even with bare hands, you are not afraid of the sword!
"Hey -" People from Wukong Hall rushed up. Lin Linyou protected Lin Long and punched the person in front of him in the head. He seemed to hear the sound of his skull breaking. He also kicked three people over with three consecutive kicks. , opened a gap, and fought and retreated with Lin Long. He wanted to exit through the moon cave door, but he didn't want to and several people came in from the outer courtyard and blocked the moon cave door. Lin Linyou had to retreat to the root of the wall, picked up Lin Long, He flew up to the wall.
The disciple of the Wukong Hall said that he wanted to run, and flew up after him. However, Lin Linyou let Lin Long sit on the wall and jumped back. Just as the disciple of the Wukong Hall was flying up, he was condescending and kicked him with flying legs. Hit this person's heart!
"Crack!" The disciple fell heavily from mid-air, followed Lin Linyou down, stepped on the disciple's body, and caught the knife falling from mid-air with one hand.
He was unwilling to leave just like that, and the anger in his heart had not yet vented!
It's not that he is too big, Zhang Benyang is behind him, thinking of taking this opportunity to kill everyone in Wukong Hall!
He didn't know that Yang Fang was really robbed halfway!
Yang Fang was following Lin Lin attentively. When he turned a corner, a knife came from the dark and slashed at his head. At the same time, a coiling dragon stick swept towards his lower body and the crook of his leg...
"Yeah!" Lin Linyou lifted a disciple above his head, rotated it 360 degrees like a weapon, and repeled the enemies around him. Then he knocked the disciple to the ground. When he fell, the disciple's waist was square. The heavy blow hit the stone platform of the flower stand, making his eyes black with pain. Then Lin Linyou followed up with another punch, hitting the disciple's throat, and his Adam's apple was almost punched in. He saw that he could not survive...
A stone lock flew over and hit Lin Linyou on the back, knocking him staggering and throwing him forward. Before he could regain his balance, a knife came towards him again. He hurriedly raised the knife in his hand and struck it. block……
After fighting for half an hour, there were not many disciples of Wukong Hall left. The ground was littered with corpses and half-dead wounded. Only Li Chun's Jin Yiwei were still standing - some of them had not even taken action yet.
Lin Linyou was also close to the edge of exhaustion. He tried hard to stand with his sword straight, covered in blood, like an evil god!
But now he feels full of regret: Why haven't the eldest brother and the third brother arrived yet? ! You shouldn't let others show off your strength! Is it possible that he will be buried here today? It's a pity that my great cause has not been accomplished, what a pity!
Seeing Lin Linyou being beaten left and right by the Jin Yiwei and unable to resist, the tall and fat disciple next to Yuan Wei eagerly rushed over, lifted Lin Linyou high, and imitated his example and beat him hard. Thrown onto the stone platform of the flower stand on the other side, with a loud "bang" sound, Lin Linyou's body collapsed a row of flower stands, smashed the begonia stone window next to the moon cave, and landed heavily in the outer courtyard.
The younger sister Lin Long was so frightened that her face turned pale, she screamed, her body swayed, and she almost fell off the high wall.
Hearing the little sister's cry, Lin Linyou instantly regained some blood and struggled to stand up. The fat disciple came out of the hole in the stone wall. Lin Linyou flew up and kicked the door in the face, leaving a scar on his face. Brand new footprints, but although the fat man's blood may not be as thick as Lin Linyou's, his skin is thicker than Lin Linyou's. Lin Linyou's last-ditch kick was like tickling his face.
As soon as he retracted his feet, the fat man leaned against the iron mountain and sent Lin Lin flying several feet away, and a blood arrow shot out from his mouth.
Lin Linyou's head was dizzy and he had finished thinking. This time, all my stones were dried up and it was designated as internal injury!
His hands and feet were sore and weak as he lay on the ground, the last trace of blood was lost, and he needed to take some time off.
The fat man never gave him a chance to breathe. He wiped the blood on his face from Lin Linyou's spray, stepped heavily on the ground, and ran towards him again like a wild bull.
Lin Linyou waited for him to get close, opened his eyes suddenly, and kicked the fat man's ankle. The fat man was caught off guard and fell heavily. Lin Linyou rolled on the spot, turned over, pressed on the fat man, raised his knife and stabbed him. , the fat man grabbed the blade with one hand and pressed Lin Linyou's wrist with the other. They both gritted their teeth and fought for their lives!
Seeing that Lin Linyou was about to be snatched away by the fat man to fight back, suddenly a black wrought iron round pipe was stretched out to the fat man's face. After a while, there was a loud "bang" and the fat man's face opened in an instant. flower.
Hot red blood and smelly yellow and white "tofu dregs" sprayed all over Lin Linyou's face and mouth.
"It's such a hard fight, aren't you tired?"
Zhang Bi raised the muzzle of the gun, but he didn't expect two more "bang bangs" to startle him. Fortunately, the muzzle was pointed upward and no innocent people were hurt.
It wasn't that he fired the gun, but that the gun had no trigger, and it fired three rounds. Once the fuse was lit, it had to be fired. However, it was also his first time playing with Ming's gun, so he was not familiar with it yet.
Lin Linyou was relieved when the savior arrived. He rolled over and rolled off the fat man, lying on his back. He didn't want to speak at all, and he had no strength to speak.
Under the firelight, he saw Zhang Bi and Yang Fang looking down at him. Zhang Bi was holding a musket with a long barrel, and Yang Fang was holding a torch. His face was also bruised and swollen, but compared to Lin Lin. When you come to swim, things will be much better.
"This divine machine gun is really not built!" Zhang Ben sighed, dropped the gun in his hand, took another one off his back, put the match rope lead to Yang Fang's torch, and pointed it at Wukong who rushed out. The doorman is just a shot.
After three shots, the three fell down.
Zhang Ben dropped the gun again, took one off his back again, and in tacit cooperation with Yang Fang, who held up the torch, stormed into the inner courtyard.
Looking at their backs dimly through his eyes covered with blood, Lin Linyou noticed that Zhang Bi was carrying three muskets on his back, and Yang Fang was carrying six guns. Bundle!
It's clever, so you don't have to reload ammunition, but where did they get the muskets?
"Adults, times have changed!" Zhang Bi got excited and shouted excitedly, "Li Chun, get the fuck out of here! I want to see if it's your iron shirt that's harder, or my lead one." hard!"
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