Volume 5: Hundreds of Skills into Steel Chapter 17: Who Is the Hero?
Volume 5: Hardened into Steel Chapter 17: Who is the Hero (Part 1)
In the reeds on both sides, eight people, Chen Qiang, Chen Min, Xiao Lizi, Li Bao, Murong Qing, Yao Meng, Li Nanbei, and Zuo Wenjun, had their hands and feet tied up. They were pushed out of the reed by Wang Bao and Wang Hu. The eight people because
Their hands and feet were tied together, unable to maintain body balance, and they stumbled together. When they saw Ling Jie on the edge of the cliff, no one made a sound.
Cheng Feng held a gun in his hand and pointed it at Murong Qing's head. Because Murong Qing was closest to him, he looked at Ling Jie proudly, "If you move again, I will end her life!"
Ling Jie saw that his hand was not trembling at all, and his index finger was on the trigger. As long as he pressed hard, the bullet would go through Murong Qing's temples! Ling Jie didn't doubt what Cheng Feng said at all. Since he wanted to get
If you use Murong Qing and others to threaten you, you must be a person who is good at using means. Such a person knows the true meaning of Houheixue and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. In their eyes, there are never words like mercy and kindness.
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Ling Jie's voice suddenly trembled, "What do you want?"
Cheng Feng sneered and said, "It's very simple. If you chop off your hands and feet, I will let these people go. Otherwise..."
Cheng Feng didn't finish his words because the meaning behind it couldn't be more obvious.
"Brother Ninth, no, you are the hope of the Jiuzhou Dynasty, you have to live." Murong Qing was very afraid of death, terribly afraid, but she was not greedy for life, she knew what was light and what was serious at the moment, and even if Ling Jie was on his own
Even if his hands and feet are cut off, Cheng Feng may not be able to fulfill his promise!
A slight smile appeared on Ling Jie's lips, "Cheng Feng, I don't believe you, I need Lieutenant General Zhang's personal promise!"
Although Ling Jie was smiling when he spoke, there were tears in his eyes. Ling Jie was not a saint, and no one was willing to choose to cut off his limbs. But Ling Jie said these words, and Murong Qing's voice suddenly became
Roaring, "Brother Ninth, no, if you die, what will you do to the hundreds of thousands of brothers in the Nine Provinces Dynasty..."
Ling Jie didn't answer Murong Qing's words. He didn't even look at Murong Qing. A group of wild geese flew in the sky, bringing a sharp sound of birds, but Ling Jie didn't hear it at all. He didn't know what to do.
In reply to Murong Qing's words, he didn't even dare to look at Murong Qing because,
He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his tears. Ling Jie didn't want others to see him crying. He turned his head and showed a smile to Zhang Chaoshan, "Lieutenant General Zhang, if I cut off my limbs, you can let me go."
Eight brothers have a way out, and they will never make things difficult for the Kyushu Dynasty again?"
People will not cry when they are most desperate. On the contrary, they will put on a beautiful smile. If you want to choose a trustworthy person among this group of people, Ling Jie has no choice. Except for Zhang Chaoshan, he really has no choice.
Know who else to trust.
Zhang Chaoshan nodded, "I promise you, as long as you cut off your limbs, I, Zhang Chaoshan, will guarantee with my life that your eight friends and the Kyushu Dynasty will be fine!"
Ling Jie smiled and said, "Okay, very good. Since Lieutenant General Zhang has spoken, I, Ling Jie, believe it!"
"Brother Ninth..." Chen Qiang and eight other people, except Yao Meng, shouted together. Ling Jie turned to them and smiled, "You must live well!"
Without saying a word, Ling Jie raised the dragon-slaying knife and struck at his left hand. Feng Mang stood aside and did not make any move to stop him. In everyone's shock, the dragon-slaying knife struck Ling Jie's hand with a shadow.
On the left arm...
Ling Jie closed his eyes. He had never been so entangled before. When he swung the dragon-slaying knife, there was a rare tranquility in his heart...
"stop!"
A cold shout resounded throughout the world, and Ling Jie felt as if he was struck by lightning. The dragon-slaying knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Others also felt their ears buzzing, and the sound echoed in their ears for a long time. They saw a white figure coming out of the reeds. Who could it be if it wasn't Mengyao?
Zhang Chaoshan frowned, "Meng Yao, why are you here?"
Mengyao smiled back, "Lieutenant General Zhang, I am here on behalf of the 13th Bureau of Guoan. I hope Lieutenant General Zhang will not embarrass me too much."
The corner of Zhang Chaoshan's mouth suddenly became ###, and everyone else was speechless in surprise after hearing Mengyao's words. What is not known is that Qianlong is the most powerful special military branch in China, but it is not the most powerful in the country.
existence!
The army is always just an army. Even the Chinese Qianlong, the pinnacle of the army, is still just a branch of the army. However, for a country, the most powerful weapons are agents and killers! The National Security Agency is the most terrifying soul of a country.
, and as the top existence of the National Security Bureau, the 13th Bureau of National Security is the most terrifying existence in the country and the most peak person in the world. Guying Hongye is only a member of the 9th Bureau of National Security, while Mengyao is
It’s the person from the thirteenth sentence!
There are only three people in the 13th Bureau of National Security, and they are out-and-out guardians of the country!
With Mengyao's arrival, even Zhang Chaoshan would not be able to interfere. As she had said before, she was here on behalf of the 13th Bureau of National Security Bureau, so it was even more difficult for Zhang Chaoshan to interfere.
Mengyao slowly walked up to Ling Jie, looked at him carefully, and finally smiled.
"Ling Jie, I'll give you one last chance to live. If you can resist my three moves, you can leave, but all your brothers will stay!" Mengyao finally spoke and said faintly: "
This is the last time I give in to you!"
Three moves? With Ling Jie's strength, Mengyao only bet with Ling Jie on three moves? Either Mengyao is crazy, or Mengyao's body has become a myth...or it's Mengyao, she doesn't want to kill Ling Jie at all.
Three moves? No matter how powerful Mengyao is, he can't just accept her three moves, right? Could it be that she wants to let him go alone? Ling Jie turned his head, raised his eyebrows and nodded frivolously, saying: "If you really want to
Give me a chance to live, I want to raise the stakes a little more, I am willing to take a few moves from you, but if I catch it, you will not only let me go, but also let my brother go!"
Mengyao shook her head and said calmly: "You should know my thoughts. It won't be fun if you explain it clearly. This is my limit! I won't kill you, but I have to give an explanation to the country, so you go
, leave all your men behind!"
"As long as you live, you will still have a chance for revenge. I hope you can seek revenge from me one day. People who have reached my level will understand what loneliness is. It is lonely without a confidant, but it is even more lonely without a right partner.
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"Brother Ninth, let's go! Just come back and avenge me later!" Feng Mang said lightly.
Ling Jie stretched out and patted Feng Mang's shoulder, then turned to look at Mengyao, sighed, and said: "Let's do this! I take three moves from you, and treat it as saving my own life. After three moves, every time I take With one move of yours, you can treat it as saving the life of one of my brothers, what do you think?"
"Ling Jie, you are going to die!" Bingtong suddenly walked up to Ling Jie in a few steps, gave Ling Jie a hard push, and cried out, "Are you sure you can beat Qingluan Xuanwu Baifeng?" ?The three of them working together can’t defeat me, Mengyao, in three moves!”
When Ling Jie heard this, his face turned very pale in an instant. In fact, from the beginning to now, Ling Jie's feeling told him that he would never die easily, but now, after listening to Bingtong's words , seems to have no confidence in one’s own survival!
Because it is impossible for Ling Jie to let go of his brother, because Ling Jie may not be able to defeat the Xuanwu Bai Feng Qing Luan team up. The last time in Guangzhou was purely an accident!
After a long, long silence, Ling Jie raised his head again.
He looked at Mengyao steadily and said lonelyly: "What do you think?"
"If you must die, no one can stop you. I accept your bet!" After Mengyao finished speaking, she waved slightly and said feebly: "Pull Bingtong aside."
"No, I have never asked you for anything, but today, I beg you, no matter what, don't kill Ling Jie, you won't kill him!"
Bingtong grabbed Mengyao's clothes tightly, with a look of despair and fear on her face.
"Bingtong, come here!" Li Xiaoyao pulled Bingtong aside tightly and comforted softly: "Ling Jie will be fine!"
"Have you made your decision?" Mengyao took a long breath, calmed down, looked at Ling Jie expressionlessly, and said calmly: "If you are ready, you can move now. If you can't move later, No, I can still let you take three moves from me and leave this place!"
Ling Jie waved, and when the wind moved away, Ling Jie's body began to exude infinite sadness.
Chen Qiang and others stood quietly behind Ling Jie with too many complicated things in their eyes. They did not dare to blink for fear of missing any moment.
"Today, except for me, Ling Jie, no one of you is allowed to move. This is an order! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed! If I win, everyone will leave happily. If I lose, everyone will die happily!" Ling Jie said coldly! One sentence.
"Brother Ninth..." Feng Mang shouted, wanting to say something, but she didn't say the rest.
"Pull out your sword. Your dragon-slaying sword should still be on you!" At this moment, the world is silent and there is no wind. However, the corners of Mengyao's clothes are fluttering wildly, making a melancholy chirp from time to time. 'Voice.
Ling Jie didn't dare to be too arrogant, so he slowly pulled out the dragon-slaying knife from his body, but he knew that facing a master like Mengyao, the effect of Heartless Slash should not be very great, because Mengyao could not be lost in sorrow. His mind, and himself, would consume a huge amount of physical energy after each strike. Ling Jie decided not to attack, but only to defend, and try to delay it until the end.
Seeing that Ling Jie was ready, Mengyao was no longer polite. When the edge of the cliff was filled with murderous intent, Mengyao finally set off. Everyone only saw a long snow-white afterimage. Mengyao had already Arriving in front of Ling Jie.
Mengyao's speed was so fast that Ling Jie didn't know how to defend himself. In desperation, he had no choice but to straighten his chest and take a punch from Mengyao.
Due to various reasons, Mengyao really didn't want to kill Ling Jie. Otherwise, she would have just punched Ling Jie on the head, but in the end, Mengyao's fist only landed on Ling Jie's right shoulder.
When he felt that his shoulder seemed to have been hit hard by something heavy, Ling Jie stepped back again and again, more than ten steps back. He finally stabilized his body, and immediately closed his eyes slightly, trying his best to clear up his throat.
Swallowed back the blood.
"This is just the first move, there are two more moves." Mengyao patted her shoulder and stared at Ling Jie intently.
"You don't need to remind me, one, two, three, I'm still good!" Ling Jie forced himself to shake his head and continued: "Come on!"
Mengyao shuddered coldly, and suddenly stepped forward again. This time, although Ling Jie was prepared, Mengyao still hit him on the shoulder, and he still took more than ten steps back to stabilize himself.
"This is the second move!" Mengyao squandered slightly charmingly, looked at Ling Jie intently, and said faintly: "If you can still hold back from vomiting blood this time, I will let you go, and your
Friends, everyone can go!"
Ling Jie wanted to stop vomiting blood, but he couldn't. After enduring it for a long time, he finally opened his mouth and vomited out a bright red scene.
Seeing that the dust from Ling Jie's blood had settled, Mengyao calmly squandered her sip, waved it, and said faintly: "Let's go! You can't catch my third move, let alone the fourth move that follows.
Five moves! If I see you again in the future, I will kill you!"
"I have the final say as to whether you can use your third move, as well as the fourth and fifth moves that follow. Do you understand?" Ling Jie used the dragon-slaying knife to support his body and nodded to Mengyao, faintly.
Said: "Come on! I'm ready!"
Mengyao stared intently into Ling Jie's dark eyes, shook her head, and finally stepped forward and made her third move.
At the moment when Mengyao's figure was shaking, Ling Jie suddenly raised the dragon-slaying knife inside and blocked it on his right shoulder.
Ling Jie was gambling because Ling Jie knew that Mengyao didn't want to kill him.
Mengyao was also a proud person, and he was sure that Mengyao's third punch would still be aimed at his right shoulder, so Ling Jie directly struck the dragon-slaying knife on his right shoulder.
Sure enough, when Mengyao saw this, she hurriedly raised her fist slightly and wiped the clothes on Ling Jie's shoulders.
After retracting, Mengyao stared at Ling Jie steadily, frowned slightly, and said calmly: "Not bad! Although you are trying to be tricky, you caught my three moves after all! But I want to tell you.
Yes, the fourth move, you won’t have such good luck!”
Ling Jie knew it himself, but he would never give in unless he fell down. Ling Jie grinned, shook his head, and said: "Whether I am so lucky or not, I will never know until I try. Now,
I'm ready!"
After Ling Jie said this, he no longer defended, but raised his dragon-slaying sword and rushed towards Mengyao.
Although Mengyao was very arrogant, Mengyao was also very careful. Although she knew that Ling Jie's sword could not hurt her, she still took a few steps back. She planned to give Ling Jie another blow when Ling Jie used up all his moves.
hit.
But who would have thought that after Ling Jie rushed to Mengyao, he saw Mengyao take a step back slightly and no longer stepped forward. Instead, he took back the dragon-slaying knife, shook his head evilly, and said: "This is
The fourth move! The fourth move has passed."
Mengyao's face was slightly pale. She slowly clenched her fists and said quietly: "Are you playing with your own life?"
Ling Jie shook his head playfully and said calmly: "I just want to know if this is the fourth move. Has the fourth move already passed?"
After a short moment of silence, Mengyao finally nodded and said faintly: "Yes, the fourth move has passed! But with the fifth move, I will definitely kill you. This is your own
If you don’t cherish the chance to live, don’t blame me!”
At this time, Feng Mang, who had been standing behind Ling Jie, finally spoke and said urgently: "Okay, now you have risked your life to save someone, forget it, don't take the next move, and take Yu Linglong away."
Come on! That next move will definitely kill you!"
"Murong Qing's life is life, and the lives of other brothers are also life!" Ling Jie replied coldly to Feng Mang in his heart.
"You will die. If you persist today, your life will be over!" Feng Mang changed his previous tone and became more serious. From the first day he met Feng Mang, Ling Jie never looked at him.
Guo Fengmang had been serious before, and today, she was indeed serious.