The old boatman was embarrassed and wanted to jump into the river. Although he had a premonition that something was going to happen, the young man lying in the cabin exuded a powerful aura. This aura was difficult to bear, as if he was facing a 95-year-old man.
Dear emperor, every word of his cannot be disobeyed.
"Bodhisattva bless you, Bodhisattva bless you..." The old boatman could only mutter two sentences in his heart,
The wind blows on the lake surface, causing scale waves to appear, and large reeds are swaying slightly and rustling. The old man's heart is already in his throat. This is a very unstable place. If the ferryman passes by alone, he may be fine.
, but one
Once there are passengers on board, it will be troublesome. He glanced at the two people on the boat secretly, as if nothing happened, and did not panic at all. He took the fishing line to fish in the water, but the young man was still lying like a tiger.
Take a nap.
"Why is this man so generous?" The old boatman actually began to admire this young man in his heart.
At this time, the young man's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his two gazes were like two bolts of lightning that struck across the sky, swooping towards a patch of reeds not far away. His body did not move at all, but
This look made the old man almost lose his balance.
The old man quickly understood that the young man must have discovered something, but when he turned his head, he couldn't see anything. The reeds swayed in the wind, and there was no sound or strangeness at all.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Wu Wu quickly took back the fishing line and ran to the young man's side.
"Someone is coming." The young man sneered slightly and sat up slowly, countless joints in his body crackling.
"Is there anyone there?" The old boatman hesitated. People who have lived on the water for so many years are very familiar with this Luoma Lake.
swish swish...
It wasn't until the old man hesitated for a moment that the sound of people clearly appeared among the dense reeds. Two boats squeezed out of the narrow channel among the reeds. Although the boats were not big, there were more than ten people on them. The old man
The first thing the boatman saw was the two black muzzles of the guns. In Li Ling at that time, there were very few people who used guns, but the old boatman knew the power of these foreign guns.
"I've been punished!" The old boatman's legs went weak, and he couldn't help but look back at the young man and Muzhu, feeling a little bit resentful towards them for not listening to his own advice and insisting on taking this uneasy road.
"Stop the boat." The young man said as if nothing had happened. Faced with more than a dozen people and two guns not far away, as if he saw a cat or a dog, he shouted and stood up suddenly, stretching his arms.
The old boatman held on to the boat excitedly. The dozen or so people on the opposite side obviously didn't take this small shuttle boat seriously. Their eyes were very poisonous. It could be seen at a glance that the two people on the boat were crossing the lake by boat.
of guests.
"Leave something behind." A man with a sinister face on the other side shouted to us: "Or stay alive..."
"What should I do? What should I do?" The old boatman couldn't help but look at the baggage on Mulu's body. According to his opinion, he was lucky to be alive.
Plop...
The old man suddenly felt that his eyes were dazzled. The young man who was standing on the boat a second ago had disappeared. He couldn't even see clearly why he was missing. Only a small splash appeared on the slightly undulating water.
.
"I'm looking for death..." The man with a sinister face saw the young man entering the water, but he was not nervous. He simply didn't believe that anyone could dive in from such a long distance without taking a breath.
. He waved his hand, and the men with guns on the two boats began to look carefully from side to side. As long as the young man emerged from the water to take a breath, bullets would come whizzing towards him.
But the water surface was always silent, not even a single person was seen. Mulu took the old man and hid behind the cabin. The old man's hands were covered in cold sweat. Although Muzhu was slightly panicked, he was still calm. He patted himself and trembled all over.
The old boatman forced out a smile and said, "What are you afraid of? My brother took care of them all."
"This is taking your life instead of your destiny!" The old boatman secretly glanced at the scene on the opposite side, becoming more and more impatient.
A small boat on the opposite side suddenly started shaking violently. For people who make a living on the water, the boat is like their own home, and they are extremely familiar. You can tell without looking that something is shaking the boat under the water, and it is surprisingly strong. It seems like there is something there.
A huge fish was trying desperately to capsize the boat.
The shaking made the people on the boat unsteady, but they couldn't see any enemies at all. Some people had terrible thoughts in their minds. What was shaking the boat? Could it be the person who entered the water just now?
The boat became more and more unstable with the inertia of the rocking. Finally, a powerful force came along the water. The boat rocked and turned almost ninety degrees, and finally turned over. The people on the boat were very good at swimming.
Although they fell into the water, there was no danger. One by one, they popped their heads up and started cursing.
But they couldn't imagine what would greet them next.
A robber who was floating on the water suddenly felt that his feet were firmly grasped by a hand. The strength of this hand was beyond imagination. There was no room for resistance at all. He was dragged in quickly.
In the water, a blood flower immediately dyed the surrounding lake water red.
There was almost no gap in between. Another person suffered the same misfortune. Four or five people flapping back and forth on the water were cleared away in just three or two minutes. The people on the boat next to them were going crazy. They had never seen anything like this before.
Such a thing. A man with a sinister face grabbed someone else's gun and fired a shot at the last piece of water with blood splattering on it.
"Come out!" The man with a sinister face was so anxious that he couldn't use any strength. He couldn't see the person under the water.
boom......
Just as he was looking left and right, he suddenly felt as if something heavy had fallen on the boat. The moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a mighty figure. The figure came up from the water, and was thin.
The green cloth shirt sticks to the body, revealing two strong chest muscles.
Bang bang...
The figure was the young man who jumped into the water. At this moment, his reaction was dazzlingly fast. Before he could stand completely on the boat, his fist was blasted out like a heavy cannon. It is impossible to describe the power that this punch carried.
With such power and power, a robber was almost knocked away. Before his flying body fell into the water, the sound of shattering bones in his chest could be heard.
The man with a sinister face was not an ordinary person. People who lived with their necks hanging on their waistbands had some ability. He quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, and the soaked young man was as agile as a leopard. He grabbed a robber and forcibly
He stood in front of him. This action made the man with a sinister face delay for a second, but this second was fatal. He had no chance.
His gun didn't fire at all, because from behind his companion, a punch swept across the air. The fist seemed to be made of iron, and hit his left cheek. One punch killed him, and one punch shattered all his vitality. The man...
His face was almost smashed by this iron-like fist. The last thing he saw in this world was an angular face with water droplets on it.
The sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and the sun was blocked, just like the moment before dusk. The lake, which was chaotic just now, soon returned to calm. Under the dim light, a lonely boat floated on the water, and the young man let go
With his fist, he let out a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to kill more than ten people, just like he had raised his hand to drink more than ten kilograms of wine before. There was a kind of confidence on his face, a very strong confidence.
I am the strongest.
"Little... little brother... you are in trouble! You are in trouble!" The old man sat down on the boat, trembling and speechless.
"What are you afraid of? You can't see? They are trying to rob us. If we die, our death will be in vain." Muzhu was completely relaxed. He was still not very old. He looked at the young man standing on the bow not far away, eyes filled with emotion.
There is a kind of worship that comes from the heart.
"These more than ten people will die as soon as they say they will. The government... the government..."
"If you don't tell, no one will know." The young man rowed the boat and came closer. He jumped lightly and landed on the boat. He was confused and quickly handed over a dry cloth. The young man wiped off the water droplets on his face and head.
He smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder: "Li Ling has traveled three hundred miles, who is the best hero?"
"I, I, I..." The old man swallowed his saliva and said hesitantly: "I'm talking nonsense, little brother, you..."
"You're right, I'll give you this, let's sail the boat."
The young man asked for two pieces of ocean from his hand, and threw them to the old man. He asked for some more wine, but he didn't drink it, so he sat leaning on the bow of the boat and drank slowly, little by little.
The boat slowly approached the lake shore. He picked up the baggage in his hand in a daze and excitement, and turned back to the young man and said, "Brother, we're home."
"We're home." The young man murmured, with a look of nostalgia and longing in his eyes.
"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Looking at the young man's slightly confused eyes, he asked with a sly smile: "Do you miss that person?"
"Don't talk nonsense." The young man frowned, but did not refute the confused words. Only he knew in his heart that he might really miss that person.
Even if only a little bit.
There are three counties near Li Ling. They arrived at Xiangcheng County, but not the county seat. The two people hired a big car and walked about ten miles south of Xiangcheng. A series of large houses appeared in front of them. The gate of the mansion
There is a big gilded door plaque with the word "WEI" in it.
The coachman had just parked the cart outside the gate of the mansion, and someone immediately came to drive him away. Normally, unless he was an important guest, he could not get out of the car by the threshold of Wei's house.
"What are you yelling about? We are back." Mulu jumped out of the car first and stuck out his tongue at those people. Then, the young man slowly walked out of the car.
"Yes...it's the Eighth Young Master..."
The expressions of several people immediately became extremely respectful. One of them turned around and ran back to the mansion, shouting loudly as he ran, as if he wanted everyone to hear his voice.