Being teased by Long Fei, Wang Qiang's face immediately turned red, and she could no longer say a word. Her heart suddenly beat as fast as a deer, her cheeks felt a little hot, and even her neck felt numb. There were symptoms all over her body.
An indescribable feeling.
"Sister, are you okay?" Wang Wei asked with concern when he saw Wang Qiang's face was red, her ears were red, she was breathing heavily, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.
Long Fei stood on the carriage shaft, holding a cane in one hand and supporting the carriage with the other, smiling: "Everyone, you just want money! Don't hurt anyone! Look at how I was beaten.
If you continue to fight, you will die!"
"Hahaha..." The guy who could speak Chinese waved the scimitar in his hand and laughed wildly: "You are a smart kid! Take out all the money quickly. I promise in the name of Kunlun God that I will never touch you.
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Long Fei struggled to climb down from the shaft of the car. His appearance was so funny that everyone laughed again. Long Fei stood firm on the ground, jumped twice more, nodded repeatedly, and scratched his short hair with his hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
: "I have no problem giving you money, but my father told me that there is always an excuse for taking other people's things. It seems that it is disrespectful to your Kunlun God to have so many of you bullying me as a cripple. I am a gambler. What am I doing?
Everyone wants to take a gamble! What do you think? Do you dare to take a gamble with me, a cripple?"
As Long Fei spoke, the guy who understood Chinese translated to the leader. When Long Fei finished speaking, the guy also finished translating, and the big black guy sitting on the horse said something to the man. The guy who understands Chinese
He smiled and said: "Our leader said that he likes you, tell me, what do you want to bet on?"
Long Fei smiled and said: "There are many of you and you want to steal money. I can't stop you. Since you want to gamble! Then find someone who is good at it. As long as one of you can knock me down, the one on my carriage will
Give him all the gold!"
When Wang Wei heard this, he was about to rush out. Long Fei had a broken leg, and anyone could defeat him. Although he was not sure of victory, he regarded Long Fei as his big brother, and he would have to fight even if he risked his life.
Protecting him. Wang Qiang grabbed Wang Wei, shook her head slightly and told him to take a look before talking. Hua Tuo smiled and said: "My little brother is unfathomable. Since he can say this, he has his own reasons.
Don’t be anxious, just wait and see!”
Before the words of the translator were finished, there was a burst of laughter among the bandits. A guy with a long sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, raised his horse, and chattered for a while at the big black man. The people next to him kept laughing.
The big black man nodded slightly. The boy got off the horse and glanced at Long Fei a few times. The translator shouted to Long Fei: "This is the most powerful one on our side. I sent him to fight you to give you face."
, our leader said, as long as you defeat him, he will let you go!"
Long Fei was leaning on crutches, limping, a little unsteady, and nodded at the man. Over the years he has been a soldier in the north, he has had a lot of contact with Mongolian people, although the words these people speak are somewhat similar to Mongolian.
I can still understand some of the differences. From the eyes and laughter of these people, as well as the few words in their words, even Meng Daicai can understand a little bit.
Long Fei nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! In this case, I will learn from you. Sir, do you want to be merciful?"
"Hahaha..." The man laughed wildly, pulled out his curve, threw his hat, hunched over, and walked towards Long Fei. Long Fei looked a little scared, and jumped back quickly. The guy
When he saw it, he sneered, stabbed straight with the scimitar, and rushed towards Long Fei. Seeing that the scimitar was about to stab Long Fei's chest, Long Fei jumped twice, tripped under his feet, and fell to the ground on his back.
The guy's scimitar slashed past the tip of Long Fei's nose. The crowd burst into laughter again. Some people were laughing and saying strange things. A fierce light appeared on the boy's face.
After missing a hit, he turned back and slashed Long Fei, who was lying on the ground, several times. Long Fei rolled on the spot to avoid the guy's knife. There was constant laughter in the crowd, and the guy became more and more serious.
Angry, he was a great Xianbei warrior, but he couldn't even defeat a lame man. He shouted, flew forward, raised his scimitar high, and slashed at Long Fei's waist.
As soon as Wang Wei saw him, he shook off Wang Qiang's hand and got out of the car. Just when his head was exposed, the Xianbei man's knife had already been chopped off. Long Fei was lying on the ground, and a pool of blood slowly spread on the ground, covering the green grass.
It was dyed red. The blood drops slowly flowed to the ground along the leaves of the grass, and instantly got into the soil.
"Brother!" Wang Wei shouted, rushed out of the carriage with a dagger, and quickly ran to Long Fei's side.
Long Fei shook his crutch. The Xianbei man's eyes widened and he looked at the wooden stick on his chest that Long Fei used as a crutch in disbelief. He said something unwillingly and fell to the ground.
Everyone was silent. No one in Xianbei could believe that one of their own had been killed by the cripple. Looking at the corpses on the ground, they all pulled out their scimitars and screamed strangely as they were about to rush forward.
The big black man shouted loudly, and the Xianbei people hurriedly fell silent. The translator's eyes looked at Long Fei and the corpse next to him, and then at the big black man. He didn't know what to say. Wang Wei
He hurriedly helped Long Fei up. Long Fei chuckled: "Lucky, lucky! How could it be like this! This..., I didn't mean it!"
The translator looked at the big black man. The big black man stared at Long Fei with his eyes, turned his head and said a few words to the translator. The translator nodded quickly and shouted to Long Fei: "Hi! Our leader said
, since you won, he can let you go, but he wants to compete with you, I wonder if you have the courage!"
"No, no!" Long Fei waved his hands repeatedly and looked at his body: "I am a cripple. How can I beat anyone? I see that your leader is a highly skilled martial artist. I don't dare to fight him!"
"Huh! I know you don't dare!" The translator snorted coldly, turned around and translated quickly to the big black man. The big black man smiled slightly and said a few more words. The translator looked at his leader in confusion, and the big black man's eyes
After a glare, the translator nodded quickly and shouted to Long Fei: "Listen carefully, our leader has said that this competition has nothing to do with your gold. Don't worry, our leader will not kill you!"
The big black man turned over and dismounted, took off his sword from the saddle, crossed his arms and walked towards Long Fei. Wang Wei took a step forward and stood in front of Long Fei: "I'm here to compete with you. My elder brother is injured.
, I’ll do it for him!”
"You kid, get out of my way! Our leader wants to compete with that cripple!" the translator shouted at Wang Wei.
Long Fei held Wang Wei's shoulder with one hand, gently pulled him away, and smiled at him. In his time, only his brothers and comrades who had been with him through life and death would stand in front of him at such a moment. This one in front of him
The half-grown child made Long Fei feel warm in his heart: "Don't worry, I'm fine! I killed the one just now, this one is a piece of cake."
"Yes!" Wang Wei still wanted to speak. Long Fei's big hand gently pressed Wang Wei's shoulder. Wang Wei couldn't help but move half a step away. Long Fei still had a smile on his face: "Haha, I just missed it and the leader couldn't help it.
You can blame me, Long Fei, and I’m grateful. Since the leader thinks highly of me, I can only bite the bullet, but the leader will be more merciful, please, please!”
The big black guy didn't answer, and the two just looked at each other. Long Fei could tell from the big black guy's aura that this guy was completely different from the guy just now. He was as motionless as a mountain, and if he moved, it would definitely be a storm. Long Fei
Fei's face slowly changed from a smile to a calm one. Only by being calm can you show your strength. The instructor who taught Sanda once said that when facing a strong enemy, you should not be frightened by the opponent's momentum, and do not be led by the opponent's momentum.
Play with your own characteristics, don't worry about your opponents, just do your best.
Long Fei stood in a T-step with his injured leg in front of his body. He held the crutch tightly in one hand and his fist in the other hand. He narrowed his eyes into a slit and looked at the big black man in front of him quietly.
The tall man was nearly two meters tall, with strong muscles, standing there like an iron tower. His rough appearance just showed his strength. His breath was long, and there was no flaw in his body.
The big black man was also sizing up Long Fei. Although he looked weak, he exuded a natural desire for control from the bottom of his heart. Now, no matter which direction he attacks, the lame man in front of him has a countermeasure. Just like just now, it seems
Long Fei was beaten to death by his own people, and he cleverly avoided several critical moments. Others thought that Long Fei was lucky, but in fact the man in front of him was absolutely superb in martial arts.
The two of them stood motionless for a full stick of incense. Suddenly, the big black man rushed over and pulled out the scimitar from the scabbard. He slashed at the waist and went straight to Long Fei's waist.
Fei saw it clearly and hurriedly took half a step back. The scimitar flashed past his waist, and the strong sword energy cut a long gash in the clothes on his chest.
Before Long Fei could stand firm, the big black man flipped his wrist, and the scimitar struck Long Fei's shoulder from bottom to top. Long Fei took half a step back again, and the scimitar passed in front of Long Fei's nose. The Xianbei people saw themselves
The leader's sword skills were sharp, and Long Fei was defeated step by step. Each one raised his scimitar and screamed strangely. The big black man missed the second move, and with a murderous look in his eyes, he yelled, and the blade went straight to Long Fei's head.
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"Brother, be careful!" Wang Wei shouted hurriedly.
Long Fei watched the big black man's sword fall from above his head, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward. The crutch in his hand stabbed forward. Everyone looked at this strange move. They thought Long Fei was...
Looking for death, a rare smile appeared on the big black man's face, and the strength in his hands became a little stronger.
Time stopped at this moment. The big black man's sword was still an inch away from Long Fei's head, and the blade had already touched Long Fei's short hair. But it stopped. Stopped amidst everyone's expectations.