Yang Wantu and the others looked at the corpse lying on the ground, and felt horrified in their hearts. They didn't know where this devil jumped out from.
When they were dealing with the child just now, Xu Tong was already close to him, but he kept waiting for an opportunity, and did not take decisive action until the distance between them was less than ten meters.
At this moment, Chai Le was killed with one move. He did not stop, clasping his fists with both hands, and bowed heavily in the direction of the three of them.
"Thank you Shankou!"
The familiar gesture came towards them, and Yang Wantu and the others were instantly frightened out of their wits, and their minds could not help but think of the terrifying scene they saw at the train station.
The fear enveloped by Xue Gui made the three of them flee as soon as possible as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
But what they didn't know was that this was what Xu Tong was waiting for. The moment the three of them turned around, the pistol had already appeared in his hands.
"Bang~bang~bang..."
As the gunfire rang out, Yang Wantu felt a pain in his abdomen and fell to the ground involuntarily. He was still wondering: "Why is it a gun?"
In confusion, a corpse fell heavily in front of him, which made Yang Wantu wake up. When he raised his head, he found that the other two brothers had fallen into a pool of blood, and each of them had two bloody bullet holes.
As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years.
Sometimes this person has suffered a loss or been beaten in something, and he has remembered in his bones that he cannot do this thing.
For example, if someone pulls the switch ten times and nothing happens, but something goes wrong after the eleventh pull, the leakage handle is hit.
The next time he went to pull the switch, he wanted to hold the tips of his fingers to pull it, for fear that if there was another leakage of electricity, he would get hit on his hand.
This is the mentality of Yang Wantu and others.
After so many years of practice, they had enough energy to hit the top, and Xu Tong's mountain buckle could not hurt their minds at all.
But at the freight station, these three people were frightened by Master Xue Gui's methods, and they had long since lost their fearless spirit.
The moment I saw Baishankou, everyone panicked.
A single move between the masters would result in death. What's more, the three of them turned around and ran in a panic. In Xu Tong's eyes, they were living targets. If they didn't shoot them, they would be sorry for the psychological shadow left by their master.
When Yang Wantu saw that both brothers were dead, he suddenly realized this and turned around and pointed at Xu Tong angrily: "You don't have martial ethics!"
Xu Tong wiped the gun body a few times and blew lightly on the muzzle: "Sorry, I'm talking about science!"
After speaking, he pointed the gun at Yang Wantu: "Do you want to say it yourself, or should I help you say it."
Yang Wantu was also stubborn. When he saw the black muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, his heart skipped a beat. He knew that he was going to die anyway, so he simply raised his head and said, "Go ahead, kill me, and I won't tell you anything."
"Kill you??"
Xu Tong shook his head repeatedly and held his chin with his palm: "No, no, no, what are you going to do to kill you? Didn't you say you were going to cut me into eight pieces and throw me into a medicine bucket until my bones and muscles rotted? Life would be worse than death. I
It’s not as cruel as you, but it’s still possible to extract your soul, since there are quite a few ghosts in this place anyway.”
"No!!!"
When Yang Wantu heard this, he immediately panicked. He quickly sat up and said to Xu Tong: "Little brother, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. We don't have any blood feud. Let's keep a thin line in our lives."
"Bah, when you killed someone just now, why didn't you leave a trace? You killed both humans and ghosts. You must have gone crazy." When Ji Feiyu saw that Xu Tong was done, he immediately ran over. After hearing Yang Wantu's words,
, and suddenly started yelling.
Even at his age, Yang Wantu could only nod his head and beg for mercy.
"I can let you go, but tell me first, what is that thing?"
Xu Tong pointed to the huge lantern above his head and asked Yang Wantu.
When Yang Wantu heard that there was a way to survive, he hurriedly said: "The well of rebirth is the well of rebirth, which guides wandering souls to rebirth."
"Well of Purity?"
He frowned. Rebirth is more like what Buddhism or other foreigners say. I wonder if this thing is related to Buddhism?
Yang Wantu saw Xu Tong thinking about something between his brows and quickly continued: "Little brother, don't kill me. Today's ghost market is a big opportunity. If you seize the opportunity and share this merit, it will be enough for you, little brother."
If you build a tall building out of flat ground, it will cost you ten years of practice."
When a person is about to die, he will firmly hold on to any life-saving straw in his hand, and even this straw will be dragged down by him.
Yang Wantu was afraid that Xu Tong would regret it, so he tried his best to survive, so he explained the whole plan of Qian Shu and others clearly in one breath.
It turns out that after the last train station incident, the strangers involved in arresting Xu Tong suffered heavy casualties, and some seniors were even seriously injured.
In addition, Xue Gui, who came after him, was like a god coming down to earth, directly destroying most of the spirit of this group of people.
Even Mr. Chu Zhao hurriedly left L City the next day.
Master Chu Zhao said that Xue Gui had an old relationship with his master, but the Jinzimen owed him a favor and had to withdraw from the Beimang Conference.
The reason is reasonable and reasonable, but in the eyes of those who are interested, might this be an excuse for Mr. Chu Zhao to run away in advance if he senses something is wrong?
When he left, it was like taking away one of the stool legs from under Senju's butt.
It shouldn't be said that three of them were taken away. After all, he is the leader of Kinmen. His divination and fortune-telling skills are not much worse than the orthodox ones such as Tianshi Dao. When he is here, he is like a handsome flag, and when he leaves, it is like a flag falling.
This made it very difficult for Qianju to do it. He knew that this time there were different people in the world and people were united. It was precisely because of the changes in the times that many people no longer knew where to go, so they chose this path.
Once the hearts of the people are broken up, all the aliens will be like a piece of loose sand. I am afraid that there is no need for Xue Gui, the son of destiny, to take action, and their Beimang meeting will collapse and come to nothing.
So after much deliberation, I decided to take advantage of the Ghost Market to open during the Ghost Festival, and start a small one by sending all the wandering souls in the Ghost Market into the Well of Rebirth, and the merits would be shared equally by everyone.
On the one hand, it is to boost morale, and on the other hand, it is to increase everyone's strength so that they can muster the strength to defeat Xue Gui, a stumbling block.
Thousand Hands' move is very clever. As long as they taste the sweetness, these strangers will be like sharks that smell the smell of blood. At that time, people's hearts will turn to you.
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"Eh! Oh my god! Are you trying to steal business from under the eyes of the Lord of Hell?"
After Ji Feiyu heard Yang Wantu explain the entire plan, his head was buzzing. He felt terrible in his heart, but he couldn't help but admire the courage of this group of people.
"You... if you do this, when the underworld summons the ghosts at dawn tomorrow, you will definitely find that the number of ghosts does not match. It is a taboo in the underworld to reverse the yin and yang! Are you really not afraid of being sent to the eighteen hells?"
"Eighteen hells??"
Yang Wantu smiled coldly, and his body trembled unconsciously. He glanced at Xu Tong and knew that this guy was a supporter of the new era.
He forced himself to sit up as straight as possible, lowered his eyelids, and fought from time to time: "We are living like hell now. The Qing Dynasty has died, and the Republic of China is over. What is the new era?? Haha
, in my opinion, an era without awe is hell!”
Xu Tong shook his head, rummaged through the props book, and finally found a roll of quick hemostasis bandage. This was given to him by the guy named Zhang Hu in Yang Zixuan's team. The effect was pretty good, and he still had some left.
The next few are enough for Yang Wanguo.
What, I don’t remember who Zhang Hu is, um... the former owner of [Demon Power] and [Leopard Soul Cloak].
"Here you go, bandage it yourself and get out."
Xu Tong threw the bandage to Yang Wanguo. His injury was not fatal. He just lost a lot of blood at the moment. Stop the bleeding and you can leave.
"you……"
When Yang Wanguo heard this, he was secretly happy at first, and then felt incredible. He thought that after he told the truth, this little devil would definitely kill him.
I didn’t expect that he would actually let me go!!
"Let's go, old man. You're not young anymore. Go home and enjoy happiness. If you don't understand something, just ask your children. If your children don't understand, just ask your grandchildren and see if they are
Do you prefer the days of kneeling and surviving under the fools of the ghosts and gods, or do you prefer the days of standing up and making the decision under the sun?"
Xu Tong's voice was slow and warm. There was no domineering attitude in his magnetic voice, nor did he stand on the moral high ground to trample on the arrogance of others.
Yang Wanguo couldn't be fooled. When he was confused, he heard Xu Tong slowly say: "After all... the future world is their world, isn't it?"
"you!!!"
Yang Wanguo's face darkened. Translated from this sentence, he has already reached this age and his life is decreasing day by day. What the future will look like has nothing to do with him.
Since it has nothing to do with him, what is he doing with his leisure time? Can he hold on?
In the final analysis, it is just selfishness and an empty dream...
