Volume 7, Iron Horse, Chapter 224: Three monsters gather together
Both Ling Jie and Feng Chu felt that there was a huge danger in this street, and they ran forward with all their strength, at a speed that could not make their stomach upset. The two masters ran like two raging hurricanes, sweeping away and scraping the ground.
Sand and dust rose up and scattered in all directions.
"Brother Ninth, there are people in front of us, four masters!" Feng Chu suddenly said.
"I feel it too, and I also feel that they are rushing towards us. It looks like it's going to be another tough battle." Ling Jie kicked his right foot on the ground, jumped into the air, and moved his right hand behind him.
With a draw, he suddenly pulled out the blood silkworm gun, pointed it at the dark place in front of him and clicked nine coins...
A standard volley shot, the movement was very fast and smooth, even Feng Chu admired it greatly after seeing it, the movement was so skillful that it reached the level of proficiency.
Nine coins cut through the black sky, setting off bursts of sparks and shooting straight into the darkness ahead.
"call out!"
In the vast darkness ahead, there was only a sharp sound piercing the air, and a foot-long flying knife suddenly burst through the air. When it got close, the flying knife split into nine with a "clang" sound, and it was astonishingly like the nine pieces.
Coins crash together.
"Dang!" Nine collision sounds sounded in an instant. The coin was deflected, circled, and then shot straight into the black sky in front of it.
The bullet itself carries the will of the gun god Han Zhan, and in the hands of a strong man like Ling Jie, it is very powerful. Even after being missed by a flying knife, it still shoots forward.
What is unexpected is that these nine flying knives actually circled together, and once again they rushed forward and collided with the nine coins. The bullets arced, and the flying knives also arced... The two clashed several times in the air, and finally the coins and
The flying knives were repelled at the same time, and each of them retreated.
Ling Jie waved his hand and took the nine coins in his hand with a flash of his body. With a "click", all the coins were loaded!
After landing, Ling Jie stared at the darkness ahead, "I didn't expect that we are old friends. Since we are here, why not show up and meet us."
Feng Chu looked around and saw four people walking out of the void. These four people were Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qinglong, Bing Po and Han Bin. The one walking in the front was Bing Po, holding a flying weapon in her right hand.
Knife, Ling Jie recognized at a glance that the flying knife in her hand was the one she had just shot.
Ling Jie smiled lightly and said, "You survived the catastrophe and survived for another year. Now your skills have improved to a higher level and your will is as hard as steel. You can compete with the will of the gun god Han Zhan. I can only use
Han Zhan's will is less than one-tenth of Han Zhan's will. If the person who just took action was Han Zhan himself, you would be seriously injured even if you don't die."
Bingpo still had a miserable smile on his face, "It's a pity that you are not Han Zhan. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn't forced me to death and seriously injured me, my cultivation would not have improved by leaps and bounds. I didn't dare to do it before.
I lied about killing you, but now...I must take your head."
Ling Jie lowered his hand holding the blood silkworm gun and said, "Why do you want to kill me?"
"For one person, because you killed Bingtong. I have been a disciple all my life. She died in your hands. If I don't kill you, I won't kill anyone else." Bingpo almost gritted his teeth and came out word by word.
This sentence immediately made Ling Jie freeze on the spot, as if he had been hit with a hammer, and he was stunned.
"What? I hit the nail on the head, and you have nothing to say, right? You should have learned the lesson a long time ago. Killing for life is a natural rule. People always have to pay for their actions." Bing Po clenched his throwing knife.
, the wrist is bent, and it’s about to happen!
Ling Jie raised his head with a determined look, "I did kill Bingtong, and I will definitely pay the price for it, but now is not the time. When I kill Han Ping, I should go and guard Bingtong's tomb!"
"You were the one who killed Bingtong, and what happened to Han Ping? I hate the kind of man who shirks his responsibility the most."
"I will tell you the truth. If Bingtong does not kill me in the thirteenth round of assessment, then Han Ping will perform mutation surgery on her. It is Han Ping's arrangement for Bingtong to participate in the thirteenth round of assessment.
In the last round of fighting, Bingtong gave up resistance and my knife stabbed into her chest. This is the process. If you don't believe it, you can ask her..." Ling Jie pointed his hand at Zhuge Qing's head.
"She was there at the time."
"Are you still shirking responsibility?" Bingpo just glanced at Zhuge Qing, and without asking any more questions, he turned his attention back to Ling Jie.
"I don't dare. I feel heartbroken and blame myself for Bingtong's death. I said that I will not let Han Ping continue to live in the world. After I kill Han Ping, I will take his head to Bingtong."
The spirit goes to offer sacrifices.”
"You were the one who killed Bingtong, and you only blame yourself and feel heartbroken about it?"
Ling Jie's chest rose and fell violently. He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. His eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted, "Shut up!"
The ice-breaking flying knife tightened and shot out without saying a word. Ling Jie jumped into the air and performed a beautiful three-turn flip in the air. He dodged the attack of the flying knife and then fell to the ground. "What happened between me and Bingtong?
There is no need for you to make irresponsible remarks and misinterpret the true meaning! I, Lingjie, will be responsible for my own actions. You talk too much!"
Bingpo also took a deep breath, "It seems that you have chosen the path of death over life! I came here today just to complain about Bingtong!"
Just as Bingpo was about to move, Zhuge Qing suddenly took a step forward and held her hand, "Bingpo, what Ling Jie said is indeed true. All of this was arranged by Han Ping, and Bingtong was forced. Bingtong died.
At that time, I also saw a smile on her face. She said that she was relieved and was very satisfied with the ending. The dead are already dead, and there is no need to shift all the responsibilities to the living."
"Have you forgotten the purpose of coming here today? The four of us are here today just to kill Ling Jie!" Bing Po said angrily.
Ling Jie looked at Zhuge Qinglong. Among the four people, Ling Jie felt that Zhuge Qinglong was more generous and righteous, "Why did you kill me?"
"You killed Liu Zhenqing, the chairman's son, a year ago. At that time, Yang Fan took you to do genetic mutation experiments. We all thought you were dead, but we didn't expect you to be thriving here. Paper can't contain the fire. Gradually, we thought you were dead.
The news has spread to the country, and today we are here for this matter. You killed many people while fleeing. You cannot escape your crime, and you must pay the price for it!"
Ling Jie suddenly realized, "So that's it, you must have been ordered by Han Ping."
"good."
"If this old man doesn't die, I, Ling Jie, will have no peace for a day. I will definitely take care of him when I reach the level of a grand master! I want to take back Bingtong's grudge with all the money and profits." Ling Jie thought in his heart.
Thinking secretly.
"Hurry up and get arrested. I don't want to talk nonsense." Han Bin, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.
Bing Po said, "No matter what, I will send you to be buried with Bingtong today."
Zhuge Qinglong said, "Ling Jie, show your true skills and have a good fight."
Zhuge Qing's eyes were very complicated, and he finally said, "Ling Jie, take action. No matter what, I must give an explanation for the thirteen rounds!"