Tang Peng's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the doorframe above the door with his left hand. He jumped forward and his body suddenly rose. His legs were spread horizontally at 180 degrees. The bullet grazed his little brother and shot into the room with a whoosh.
Inside, it hit the nave.
After dodging the bullet, Tang Peng hit the doorframes on both sides with his feet and pounced down again, as fast as lightning!
After pulling the trigger, the masked woman pushed hard with her right hand and stood up. She waved her left hand and pointed the gun at Tang Peng. When she was about to pull the trigger, she felt a pain in her wrist and the pistol flew out.
.
Tang Peng kicked out his right foot in time and kicked away the masked woman's pistol. He was no longer afraid, and with a condescending momentum, he threw himself on her with a strange laugh!
The masked woman was shocked, waved her right hand, and quickly retreated.
Tang Peng ran into the woman's arms, blocked her with his left hand, and hit her on the elbow. After blocking the saber, before she could make the next move, he quickly reached forward with his hands, hugged the back of her head, and slammed into her arms.
She pulled hard and pressed down hard. At the same time, her bent right knee was already pressing hard against her left shoulder!
"ah!"
The masked woman howled miserably again and opened her hands like crazy, desperately trying to hug Tang Peng, but Tang Peng had already grabbed her shoulders with both hands and turned over her head.
Tang Peng, who turned over and landed on the ground, quickly bent down, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and held her on his shoulders. Then he quickly spun twice and threw her hard against a pear tree in the yard!
Like a broken sack, the masked woman was thrown hard against the tree. She didn't even have time to scream before she landed heavily on the ground.
From the time Tang Peng secretly attacked the masked woman to throwing her under the tree, the time it took was only three or four seconds. It can be said that the rabbit rises and the falcon falls, and it takes a snap of a finger and then a snap of a finger...
After all this trouble, the black gauze on the masked woman's face had long since disappeared, revealing her very handsome face.
However, it was pale, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. His bloody chest was heaving violently, and his eyes were full of fear as he looked at Tang Peng who was walking over.
She knew that she was no match for this man. If she resisted again, she might be tortured worse. She might as well save her energy and see what he was going to do.
Tang Peng walked half a meter in front of the woman, stopped, and slowly squatted down.
As if there was a poisonous snake coiled in front of her eyes, the woman subconsciously leaned closer to the tree and hissed: "You, you said you would let me go, but you don't mean what you say!"
He picked up a blade of grass, held it in his mouth and chewed it a few times. Tang Peng opened his mouth and spat out the blade of grass accurately on the tip of the woman's nose. Then he said calmly: "Keep your word? You keep your word."
Suffering?"
"You! You--despicable!"
The woman gritted her teeth hard.
Tang Peng smiled faintly: "Despicable? Haha, I used to be very upright, but in the end I almost died. In fact, despicable people are the happiest. Tian Xiu Hongyan, to be honest, if you are not a Japanese devil, I
I won't hurt you tonight, because you are right, we have a common enemy, and we can barely be considered friends."
The woman was shocked: "You, you know who I am!?"
"I didn't know, but your men will tell me. Oh, by the way, don't blame him, because after he revealed your identity, he went to see God happily."
Tang Peng raised his hand, wiped his nose, stood up and said, "Okay, you can go now. Remember, I let you go this time, not because you are an international friend, but because I promised you that I would
Let you go. As for whose order you came here to look for trouble, that is not important to me. What is important is that you helped me do what I wanted to do. Well, I wish you a safe journey."
"It's really not that good of a guy next door to actually keep his word."
When Tang Peng turned around, he cursed in a low voice: "At the very least, if you catch the beautiful island country sister, you can't rape her first and then kill her..."
Looking at the majestic back of the man, Tian Xiu Hongyan's right hand was clenched so tightly that her fingernails had already pierced into her palm.
…
When Tang Peng walked into the room, Mr. Yan was still sitting on the Grand Master's chair with a calm expression, as if he had not seen his granddaughter hanging in the air at all.
In fact, even if he saw it, what would happen?
Now that he is old, it is already very difficult to hold a tea cup. How can he untie those ropes?
Mr. Yan looked at Wu Chengsan with dull eyes, and there was an unnoticed twitching at the corner of his mouth.
Wu Chengsan, who is fifty-nine years old this year, has been by his side since he was sixteen years old and has become a part of his life.
But tonight, this loyal servant who has been with him for forty-three years has died, and can no longer stand in front of him with a slightly bent waist and listen to his teachings as usual.
Mr. Yan stared blankly at Wu Chengsan. He didn't know how much time had passed, maybe minutes, maybe centuries. Anyway, the concept of time no longer existed for him. He just wanted to take advantage of the time when his mind was still clear.
Looking at Wu Chengsan's body, I recall that when they were young, they rode horses and swords in the southwest border of the motherland, and were proud of the world!
Perhaps several centuries later, Mr. Yan slowly raised his head and looked at Tang Peng standing at the door.
At this time, there was already a dim light coming in from outside the door. It seemed that when he was staring at Wu Chengsan's body and thinking about the past, it was almost dawn.
At the door, Tang Peng stood there motionless, looking at him, silent.
Swallowing with some difficulty, Mr. Yan sighed lowly: "Hey, are you Tang Peng?"
Tang Peng nodded: "Yes, I am Tang Peng."
"very good."
Mr. Yan nodded.
Tang Peng didn't know what Mr. Yan meant when he said these two were very good.
But he didn't ask, he just looked at the old man and ignored Hua Cuo beside him.
Mr. Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tang Peng, are you here to kill me?"
Tang Peng shook his head: "No, I came to kill Hua Cuo."
Mr. Yan said calmly: "But everything Hua Cuo did was in accordance with my instructions."
Tang Peng smiled, walked to Hua Cuo, looked down at her and said, "So, do you want me to kill you?"
Mr. Yan asked back: "I don't hope, so what can I do?"
"Then I won't kill you. After all, you are a highly respected senior. Even if you have done something hugely wrong and deserve to be punished, I should not be the one to carry it out."
Tang Peng took out a butterfly knife from his waist and gestured at Hua Cuo's face, as if he was thinking about where to start: "Actually, with your prestige, no one in China dares to punish you.
.But there is someone who has this qualification.”
Mr. Yan said, "Oh, who is that person?"
"God, your fate is determined by God, not by humans."
Tang Peng said calmly, and the butterfly knife slowly fell on Hua Cuo's throat.
After feeling the sharp coolness of the blade, Hua Cuo's pupils shrank suddenly, but he was speechless, let alone struggled.
"Your skin is very white and tender. If you cut a big hole and let the red blood flow out, it will definitely make people feel like burning the harp and boiling the crane. Alas, it's a pity, I have to do this,
Just like you had to frame me in the first place, no one of us can blame anyone else. If you have a chance to survive, you can seek revenge from me. I promise you won’t even complain."
Tang Peng sighed lowly, and the tip of the knife slowly penetrated Hua Cuo's neck.
The point where the knife tip struck was the main artery in Huacao's neck.
Looking at the bright red blood and the tip of the knife coming out, Tang Peng's eyes were filled with excitement and he murmured: "Hua Cuo, do you understand what I mean? I won't kill you, I'll just give it to you.
Bloodletting. If you are lucky, you will be saved before you die of blood loss. In any case, you are a beauty. If I kill you directly, God may retaliate against me. But I think you were saved.
Not much hope.”
Hua Cuo stared at Tang Peng, with pleading fear in her eyes.
No one is not afraid before dying, even if she already knew that this was the inevitable outcome.
Blood emerged from the tip of the knife, flowed through Hua Cuo's slender neck, and dripped on the ground, forming a plum blossom with several petals.
…
In the endless darkness, there seemed to be many strangers shouting.
Xing Yasi listened carefully, but couldn't hear clearly what those people were shouting and where they were.
"Monster, where are you going? Give me a stick!" Just as Xing Yasi was helplessly 'roaming' in the darkness, a very clear voice hit her eardrums, and then she suddenly opened her eyes and saw
to a TV.
On the TV, the 1983 version of "Journey to the West" is playing.
On the screen, the energetic Sun Wukong was holding the golden cudgel high, splitting the Huashan Mountain with force, and smashing it against the village girl turned into a white-bone spirit.
Xing Yasi rolled his eyes and saw three people and three women.
One has long, silky hair, one has short lop-eared hair, and the other simply has a buzzcut.
Xing Yasi knew the one with long hair, her name was Pan Dongdong, and she turned out to be the boss of Mengli Jiangnan in Shencheng, Northeast China.
Xing Yasi seems to have seen a girl with short hair wearing a pair of big earrings, but she seems to have never seen her before.
But she also knew that little bit: An'er, who pretended to be Tang Peng and went to the Yunxiao Pavilion Club.
Now, these three women are holding bags of snacks in their hands and are reading Journey to the West with gusto.
After Xing Yasi woke up, she inevitably moved her body. There was a rustling sound on the sofa, and the three women turned around and looked at her.
Pan Dongdong spoke in a very affectionate manner: "Mr.
"
"Yeah."
Xiaoyue threw down the snacks in her hands, walked to sit down opposite Xing Yasi, and started shuffling the cards.
At this time, Xing Yasi discovered that she was lying on a mahjong table. There were some chips and an ashtray beside the table. In the ashtray, there were several ladies' cigarette butts.