The burly man and Song Yinglin were also ruthless people. Seeing the "poisonous scholar" Zheng Wenzhong, he said nothing and refused to detoxify themselves. They looked at each other and rushed towards Zheng Wenzhong at the same time. Song Yinglin held two whips and hit Zheng Wenzhong fiercely.
Go, and the burly man picked up the golden-backed machete in his hand and slashed at Zheng Wenzhong's chest.
The two of them didn't care about anything as they fought for their lives. The "poisonous scholar" Zheng Wenzhong was inseparable from every move. They wanted to kill this "poisonous scholar" before they themselves were poisoned and died! If this "poisonous scholar" said
Qi used poison. There was no one in the entire venue who could be stronger than him! But when it came to martial arts, he couldn't do it.
Song Yinglin and the burly Han's martial arts were not very good, but they were much better than the "poisonous scholar" Zheng Wenzhong! Zheng Wenzhong was forced to dodge left and right, and he had to avoid Song Yinglin.
He used both whips and had to dodge the big man's golden-backed machete. He was in a hurry and couldn't stop for a moment.
Seeing that the scholar uniform on Zheng Wenzhong, the "poisonous scholar", was chopped into a mess by the strong man's sword energy. There were blood marks everywhere on his body. He also knew that these two people could kill him before the poison was released, so he only
Neng was hiding while shouting: "You two are desperate? If you kill me, who will detoxify you!"
Song Yinglin struck the "poisonous scholar" Zheng Wenzhong's shoulder with both whips, breaking Zheng Wenzhong's shoulder bone. He let out a shrill cry, and then said: "Don't do it yet! You guys will kill me."
, you are doomed. No one in this entire venue except me can detoxify you. You can’t kill me!"
Song Yinglin hesitated for a moment, but the burly man seemed not to care about his own life at all. He jumped up and slashed at Zheng Wenzhong's head with a knife in both hands. He seemed to want to kill Zheng Wenzhong with one knife! The more people he killed, the more he would kill.
The more people are afraid of death! Zheng Wenzhong rolled like a lazy donkey and dodged the big man's knife, and then panted: "Are you really not afraid of death?"
This sturdy man held a golden-backed sword and then attacked Zheng Wenzhong. While slashing, he said: "Since you don't want to detoxify me! Then I will kill you before I die! In this way, I have avenged myself. And on the road to Huangquan, I will kill you."
You’re not alone either!”
Zheng Wenzhong saw that he met two people who were not afraid of death. They dared to use their kung fu to chop themselves after being poisoned. He had to raise his hands and said: "Okay, okay, okay. Just wait a moment! I'll give you the antidote! Everyone."
We are both of the same lineage of demons, why do we have to fight for life and death?"
This sturdy man walked over, put the knife in his hand on Zheng Wenzhong's neck and said, "Hand over the antidote immediately. Otherwise, if I shake my hand, your life will be gone."
Zheng Wenzhong swallowed a sip of saliva, then gently moved the knife on his neck. Then he took out a bottle of medicine from his arms. He handed it to the burly man, and then said with a charming smile: "We all
You are a member of the devil's path. I have given you the antidote. You should take the knife away, right?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand to remove the knife from his neck. No matter who it is, there is such a knife on his neck.
He will be scared!
The burly man opened his eyes suddenly and said, "How do I know whether your antidote is real or fake? If it were fake, wouldn't I let you go?"
Zheng Wenzhong said with a charming smile: "How dare I! Both brothers are generous people. We have no mortal enmity. It's just a little conflict! Let's uncover this conflict!"
The sturdy man bit open the cork of the bottle with his teeth, then put the second half in his mouth, poured out a pill, gave it to Song Yinglin, and said: "Brother, take one first. If it's poison, I'll take it right away."
Cut off Zheng Wenzhong’s head!”
Song Yinglin held the medicine in his hand and did not dare to take it. Of course he was scared to death. If this medicine was poison, then he would really go to see the King of Hell. Song Yinglin rolled his eyes and said to the sturdy man
: "Brother, you should take it first! If it's poison, I'll smash his head!"
The burly man seemed to have no scheming at all. He took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp. After a moment, the burly man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's true! My internal energy is functioning normally! This antidote is really effective!"
Zheng Wenzhong smiled charmingly and said: "Brothers, let me tell you it's true! Now you can let me go!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand to lift Song Yinglin's double whips. Song Yinglin smiled and said: "Since
If it is true, then I will..." Before he finished speaking, he hit Zheng Wenzhong's head with both whips in his hands, smashing Zheng Wenzhong's head to pieces in just one blow. His brain was shattered and he could no longer die.
!
The sturdy man exclaimed: "What are you doing?"
Song Yinglin smiled and said: "This "poisonous scholar" is cruel and masterful in using poison. We have offended him. He will not be finished like this. He will look for opportunities to poison us to death! Now I have beaten him to death."
, to avoid future troubles! Remember, the eighty-three members of the family that Zheng Wen poisoned were just because the servants of that family didn't respect him very much, so he poisoned all eighty-three members of that family, including the servants and maids.
No one will be spared. We can offend him more severely than that person. He will kill us to vent his hatred whenever he gets a chance!"
The sturdy man nodded and said: "What you said is polite, but we agreed that as long as he gives us the antidote, we will let him go. It's not good for us to break our promise!"
"There's nothing wrong with it. You can't make promises to people like him. People like him deserve to die!" Song Yinglin kicked Zheng Wenzhong's body and was about to speak when he suddenly covered his chest and said: "Quick, quick
Give me the antidote, I'm poisoned!"
The burly man said hurriedly: "You are poisoned. I will give you the antidote!" After saying that, he pointed the mouth of the bottle in his hand at the ground and poured all the antidote on the ground. Then he said with an innocent face: "Oh!
, the antidote has been poured out! What should we do?"
Song Yinglin's expression changed greatly. This antidote was his life. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the antidote. The tall man stepped on all the antidote and said, "I'll pick it up for you!" and then returned his foot.
I stepped on it hard. At this moment, all the antidote turned into mud and was no longer useful!
Song Yinglin gritted his teeth and said, "You...you...what do you want to do?"
The sturdy man said even more innocently: "I'm picking up medicine for you! It's just that I didn't pay much attention! Now, you don't have the antidote, what should you do?"
Song Yinglin looked at the burly man fiercely and said, "What a ruthless man! I made a mistake. I thought you were a bold man! I didn't expect that you are the most ruthless!"
The sturdy man smiled disdainfully and said: "Ha, ha, don't forget, we are not friends! It's just that we were forced to join forces to get the antidote. In fact, we are still enemies!"
