Jinfan Huang Qigong chuckled, "They and the Zhudao monks have gathered together. Rumors have come that they want us to go over and discuss a solution. Does this mean they don't dare to kill in groups?"
The few pirates burst into laughter, and a real melee broke out. It would be strange if half of these strangers, who were strangers to each other, were not killed or injured.
Pirates have been fighting all their lives, and the most common way is to fight in groups. Who would tell pirates like them what cultivation rules they have?
They were often beaten in groups, and of course they often beat others in groups, thus developing the ability to fight in random battles. Seventeen people versus thirty or so, there was no question of quantity at all, it only depended on the background of the opponent's camp.
You know, among the thirty or so people, except for the six monks from Zhudao who have martial arts coordination and can rely on each other, the other nearly thirty people have thirty orthodox traditions, which is not an ordinary mess and cooperation.
There is a mismatch in martial arts, and there is a gap in people's hearts. Everyone has their own little thoughts and calculations. This kind of melee is just looking for death.
You Zhongshan said carelessly, "I think it's better to rush over and kill those little brats to pieces!
These girls in Zhudao are hidden in their secrets and have been reluctant to join. The boss is very fond of women and refuses to take advantage of them. These little brats are just right. Kill a few of them to scare the monkeys, and then those little girls in Zhudao will be honest."
People don't use harsh words. In fact, Lao Wu's words are quite reasonable. Takeshima has been unable to win, so he has to use the boss's so-called crying wolf strategy. In the eyes of others, it is just taking off his pants to let off steam, saying
After all, isn't it just because the boss Yu Daoguang has some interest in Mrs. Zhu? Who can't see it?
They are almost 200 years old, and I don’t know what the boss thinks; but no one dares to go against the boss’s wishes despite all the criticism.
The poster god Yu Daoguang is a very popular figure in Lizhihai. He has done countless great things in his life. He even used the natural environment to kill the golden elixir in the blue sea, which has set him as a role model for countless low-level monks.
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Killing each other between monks in the three realms of Tongtian is nothing. This is killing people in the smaller realms. Many people can do it, but killing people in the larger realms is impossible without some uniqueness.
It was precisely because of this that it took them more than ten years to build a mere Bamboo Island. Otherwise, no one on the island would be able to escape at any time, and they would be so exhausted.
The eldest brother is hundreds of years old, and he finally fell in love with her. Why are the brothers still not allowed to help each other?
So everyone thinks what Lao Wu said makes sense, but the problem is that when there is a melee, the men lose their sense of proportion. You want them to take into account who is a monk from Takeshima and who is a foreigner from the mainland in a group fight of dozens of people.
That would be a bit overwhelming.
It was the second oldest brother, Xizhi, and the third oldest brother, Luo Guanyu, who made the decision. They looked at each other and understood what the other was thinking.
Yuan Xizhi made a decision, "Then I will go over with Lao Si to have a look and listen to their regulations. In fact, no matter whether it is a group battle or a single fight, we don't need to be afraid of them. On the contrary, it is less likely to happen if we fight alone.
Accident.
Just act according to the situation. Third brother, you and fifth brother are here to hold down the position. As long as the other party doesn't move, don't take the initiative to attack.
Really, it’s just a fight, but Grandma Zhu is standing there, making me afraid of breaking this porcelain again, what’s the matter?”
Yuan Xizhi and Huang Qigong flew over slowly, and directly above Bamboo Island, four people were already waiting silently.
Mrs. Zhu and Fengweizhu represented the Zhudao side, Lao Peng and Lao Cai represented the righteous side, and together with the two thieves, formal negotiations began.
Each of the three parties said something, but the donkey's lips were completely different from the horse's mouth.
Lao Peng, "We all share the same sky and the same sea. Can we turn enemies into friends and shake hands to make peace?"
Yuan Xizhi, "Today is the deadline. How is the island owner thinking about it?"
Mrs. Bamboo, "On and off Bamboo Island, we vow to live and die with the island!"
No one answered the other, but their attitudes were clear. Yuan Xizhi looked at the two guides and said playfully,
"The two fellow Taoists are very courageous. My brothers and I have been away from the sea for many years, but I have never heard that there are two such people in the tour group. It's amazing, I admire them!
Now that you have intervened, the rules of the world of cultivation are as follows as you can see. It is useless to say more.
How about this, let’s put aside the dispute with Takeshima for the time being, and let’s deal with you guys who are brave and courageous first?
Come up with a charter, and if it works, we will do it once. If we lose, of course we will give up our demands for Takeshima. If you lose, you can get away as far as you want."
Lao Peng was very upset, "You are strange, Taoist friends, maybe you have got the wrong person? We are here for justice, not for fighting! The Kestrel Albatross Tour Group will always stand on the side of Bamboo Island, so what Mrs. Bamboo means is what we mean."
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Yuan Xizhi chuckled. These two guides were tough talkers. It could be seen from their actions when they met. The guide wanted to turn away but the group members refused. This was the difference between veterans and novices.
The veterans know how powerful they are, but the novices are new to the game. The result is that the veterans are morally kidnapped by the novices because they are the financial backers.
Mrs. Zhu's voice was low, "I am still saying what I said, everything about Zhudao is not within the scope of discussion. Why should I discuss the ownership of my things with you?
If you want to rob, then let your horses come over. Whether it's a group fight or a solo fight, we'll just accompany you."
Yuan Xizhi's heart sank. The Mrs. Zhu whom the boss likes is really stubborn. If she has such an attitude, then he really can't choose to fight in a group. Otherwise, if the trick is messed up, this woman will be cruel to the brothers.
, but the brothers are holding back because of the boss's face, so accidents will inevitably happen.
Looking at Lao Peng, he knew that the key to setting the rules was still with this person. After all, the tour group of nearly thirty people was a force that could not be ignored.
"Nine games will determine the outcome, and the loser will leave?"
Lao Peng nodded, which made Yuan Xizhi wonder, why didn't this man know how to bargain?
"Also, due to the large number of people, there are only two monks from Takeshima!"
Lao Peng nodded again, which not only puzzled Yuan Xizhi, but also Mrs. Zhu couldn't understand. This kind of acting method is not very beneficial to the party with more people, and it does not reflect the advantage of more people at all.
Only Lao Cai, who was silent on the sidelines, understood what his old friend meant. This was not about winning at all, but about making the members understand how far they were from real fighters through the process of acting and competing.
Only when you understand the gap can your mind be clear, you can listen to advice, and you can minimize losses.
As for the safety of Takeshima, is it none of their business?
In Lao Peng's opinion, there are more than nine games, and it is better to have seven and five games. Once these team members Cai Niiao understand how much they weigh, it will help them make the most correct choice.
Only in this way can fewer people die, instead of risking their lives in a hot-blooded way.
