As expected of being the talker of a large family, the talker of the Tong family shut up after an earth-shattering scream. He endured the huge pain of shattering his shoulder blades and silently retreated to his own team.
Although the Tong family's talker suffered a big loss this time, he did not gain anything. At least he found out one thing. The young man in front of him was definitely not something he could deal with.
"Sister Lin." After a moment of silence, the person in charge of the Tong family raised his hand to greet the bodyguard he had brought.
These people who are called personal bodyguards in modern times actually had another higher-end title in ancient times, and that was family worship.
What is family worship? In layman's terms, it is the top masters supported by the big family. Since ancient times, big families with hundreds of years have raised some deadpools. Deadpools are different from worship. Deadpools are generally orphans adopted by big families. They have been trained and brainwashed since childhood. They don't care about life and death and can dedicate their lives to their families at any time. The status of the worshipers is much higher than that of Deadpool, and ordinary big families cannot afford to support these people. They have their own arts and skills, and their masters provide them with the best clothing, food, housing, and transportation. These people will not take action until the family's life or death is critical. The relationship between worship and family is sometimes more like a cooperative relationship. You provide me with the best life, and I will protect your family from being bullied by the Jianghu people. When your family is facing annihilation, I will protect a bloodline of your family and let you be like this. The entire clan will not be completely wiped out.
Of course, such a relationship is not inevitable. Some offerings are called internal offerings. Inner offerings generally have a deeper bond with the family, and the relationship between such offerings and the host family is closer. Generally, the surnames enshrined in the house will be changed to the surname of the head of the family. After death, one can enter the ancestral hall, and the name will be written into the family tree. They will be around the head of the family or important people in the family all year round, guarding their safety at all times.
The woman who walked forward was about thirty years old. She was tall and had obvious muscle lines, but she was not bloated at all. She was even a little lean from certain angles. Her long hair was tied up casually, and she wore a red scarf to cover her nose and mouth. Her face could not be seen clearly, but there was a hint of helplessness and impatience in her eyes. No one knew what the story was between them.
The speaker of the Tong family bowed respectfully to the person in front of him and did not get up for a long time.
"You want me to take action? Are you sure?" the woman said coldly.
"I'm sure that except for you and me, no one brought here is a match for that young man."
"But after I take action this time, I have nothing to do with the Tong family. From now on, my surname will no longer be Tong."
The Tong family's talker had actually made up his mind, otherwise he wouldn't have asked this person to take action, but he still paused, it was like... a polite farewell.
"Okay then." Sister Lin took off a long leather bag from behind. There were three metal rods in the bag. Sister Lin quickly assembled the metal rods. This was a gun, a big iron gun. Most of the people present in the martial arts world know that a seven-foot-long spear and an eight-foot stick are worth one foot, and a big gun is one foot and eight inches long. It's just that a woman wielding such a big metal gun is quite impressive.
Sister Lin shook the gun and then put the gun on the ground. She let go of the gun barrel in her hand and started to tie her hair. The iron gun didn't fall down and just stood there. With a random movement, the gun barrel was inserted into the stone slab on the ground. , at this time, cold sweat began to break out on someone's head. For example, Xiang Shaoqin and Xiang Rong.
"You didn't have to come," Sister Lin said.
"You are brave." Everyone in the Tong family was a little angry after hearing this.
"I was entrusted by your father to keep you from going astray, but you didn't listen. Anyway, after I take action today, we have nothing to do with each other. I'll just say what I need to say... "This head of the Xiang family has encountered many difficulties over the years, but he has never treated you badly, and he will never forget you if there are any good investment projects." At this point, Sister Lin glanced at the head of the Hu family again.
"What about you? Not only have you not helped him in these years, but now you are here to add insult to injury. It's really a bit disgraceful. Okay, I'll wait for you to talk to others."
After saying that, the woman stopped talking and sat cross-legged. The resentment she had previously carried on her body suddenly disappeared.
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The person in question was a little embarrassed now. He didn't expect to be taught a lesson by one of his own in front of outsiders. He ignored the embarrassment, endured the pain, came to Xiang Shaoqin and said
"Things are simple again now, let's have a fight."
Xiang Shaoqin didn't seem to object to such an outcome, "Win or lose, whatever you want to say."
"I'm not going to hide it from you, Daqin. I'm here today on commission to trouble you, but I won't kill you. Let's do this. I have 2 billion worth of stocks in four companies, and we'll bet this."
It seems ridiculous that the outcome of a duel actually involves two billion in wealth, but as long as both parties accept it, it doesn't seem so ridiculous.
Xiang Shaoqin looked at Muzishan. After receiving a positive response, he said nothing more and nodded slightly towards Muzishan, as if thanking him. Then he raised his hand towards the Tong family speaker to express his agreement with the other party's plan.
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An open space has been made at the entrance of Erqing Garden, and two guns stand in the middle, one is an iron gun, and the other is Sister Lin who is standing upright and majestic. She also looks like a gun at this moment.
Muzishan circled around Sister Lin. He was a little embarrassed. He had expected that there would be a fight today, but Muzishan really didn't expect that he would encounter such a master of using guns as soon as he came up. ..
As the saying goes, a stick and a sword last a lifetime, and a sword should be kept with you. A gun is something that requires a lifetime of practice. The gun in this woman's hand can be said to have been perfected by practice. Muzishan originally wanted to take advantage of a loophole and solve the battle as quickly as possible, but Sister Lin didn't give him this chance at all. Although she didn't move, she was completely flawless. In most people's eyes they see two guns. But what Muzishan saw in his eyes were two people. Sister Lin's Qi was now integrated with the iron gun.
Muzishan knew that the range of three and six meters was within the absolute control of this gun, so Muzishan slowly put one foot towards the restricted area in front. Almost at the same time, the tip of the iron gun and the toe of Muzishan's leather shoes stuck together at almost zero distance.
Muzishan quickly spread out his body skills to enter the attack range of the iron gun, and cruised around Sister Lin.
Three meters, two meters, the closer Muzishan gets to Sister Lin, the more surprised he gets. No matter how fast he is, the tip of the spear is like a maggot on the tarsus, following him like a shadow. As for why they were surprised, a few of them had traveled across China in the past few years and thought that they, young people like them, were already the top masters in China and had almost no opponents. But today Sister Lin taught him a good lesson. Some people can practice a skill for a lifetime and become perfect at it. The gun in Sister Lin's hand can be said to have reached the state of transformation.
No matter how Mu Zishan moved around, no matter how fast he was, he could not escape from the tip of the spear. He knew that the reason why his opponent did not really use the gun was because he wanted to decide the outcome with one move, and she definitely had enough confidence and confidence. .
Muzishan continued to increase his speed. He was getting closer and closer to Sister Lin, and immediately entered Muzishan's attack range. The tip of the gun appeared at Muzishan's chin. Sister Lin changed from holding the gun with both hands to one hand. Holding the gun, she held the front end of the gun and used the move Danfeng Chaoyang to pick the gun. At this moment, the heavy iron gun turned into a one-handed short gun in Sister Lin's hands.
Sister Lin was like a hunter who had finally caught the weakness of her prey. She finally decided to decide the outcome. The so-called spear comes out like a dragon, the spear tip is like a snake, and the tip of the spear is like a spiritual snake, about to bite Mu Zishan's throat. Mu Zishan seemed to be unable to avoid it, but he advanced instead of retreating. Mu Zishan took half a step forward, but the tip of the spear was still about to pierce his throat. At this moment, the yin and yang energy in Muzishan's body was circulating rapidly, and his whole body was shaking rapidly. Muzishan turned his head slightly, and the tip of the gun that touched his neck seemed to be bounced off by something, and it rubbed Muzishan's skin and passed by him. .
Mu Zishan made a palm with his left hand and slapped Sister Lin's gun, and the iron gun made a long roar. Muzishan finally got close and was naturally unwilling to give up such a good opportunity. He opened his bow left and right, and his fists continued to fall. Confrontations between masters are actually like this sometimes, and the winner can be determined by one move. Muzishan held the gun body with his left hand, turned his fist into a sword finger with his right hand, and pointed at Sister Lin's throat.
Just when the winner was about to be decided, another change occurred. Muzishan only felt a huge force coming from his left hand. Sister Lin used a move to swing the splitting spear. The iron spear was swung into a circle, and Muzishan again I can't hold the gun body either, iron
After swinging the gun in a circle, it hit Muzishan heavily. Muzishan is really unavoidable this time. Even if you avoid this move and hit it hard, if the opponent comes back with another sweeping move, it will be impossible to escape within the three-meter-six meter range. Normal means are no longer possible. But Muzishan was no ordinary person. The yin power of his left foot and the yang power of his right foot were activated at the same time, and his body flew up like a bird.
This is the Yan Gui Technique, the Yan Gui Technique that Zhang Qilu taught him. At this time, Muzishan is more like a bird. He can fly briefly in the air with almost no fulcrum, and can even hover above his opponent for a short time.
But Muzishan, who was in the air, didn't feel that he was safe at all. The tip of the gun below was already facing him. Sister Lin used the real killing move, hundreds of birds pointed at the phoenix spear. At this time, the iron spear swung out a hundred and eight spear shadows, virtual and real, virtual and real, making people dazzled and unable to distinguish the real from the fake. And when the gun comes out, it is accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, which is very similar to the song of birds. Therefore, this spear skill is called the Hundred Birds Chao Feng Qian. Its changes are complex and the virtual and real are combined. It is difficult for Muzishan to see through it for a while. . If Muzishan was on the ground at this moment and didn't use the aura field, he might not be able to avoid this move, but he was floating in the air at the moment. He actually used his strength to soar into the sky out of thin air.
The people watching the battle below were already stunned at this moment. Some people could understand the danger of this series of fights between lightning and flint, but most people just watched it for fun. Until this moment, Muzishan had used a lightening skill that was beyond everyone's belief, and everyone's jaws dropped. No one knows where the motivation for Muzishan to fly in the sky comes from. The woman below used a move that was very suitable for the situation. This scene was really like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.
The originally fierce fight turned out to be somewhat poetic at this moment. Some people even took out the latest model camera phones and started taking photos and videos.
But the next second, Muzi Mountain disappeared in the sky, and a figure appeared behind the woman holding an iron gun.
Muzishan's palm was pressed against Sister Lin's back.
