Generally speaking, when something goes wrong, there must be a monster, and there is definitely a problem!
But Tang Baihu sorted through his hundreds of branching thoughts and still couldn't find the problem.
He was really puzzled as to which part of him had gone wrong and what went wrong that led to him being caught by this exhibitionist. He really couldn't figure it out.
Thinking about it, suddenly, at this moment, his hair stood on end.
Fell into a trap!
He's bluffing me!
Ming Sang ignored Yang Yushan's puzzled eyes, and his mind became active again.
The man in the rockery looks scary, and he has created the atmosphere of terror to its peak, but because of this, it seems even more strange.
The two of them were about to run away. Although they kept saying it wouldn't be that easy, they had no intention of taking action.
During that half day, nothing but bluffing was bluffing.
And...until now, he still refuses to turn around.
Thinking of this, Ming Sang curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly.
No matter how hard you try to pretend, you will still fall into the trap after all.
After all, he pretended to run away with Yang Yushan, which was a trap. He failed to take down himself who had deliberately slowed down, which in itself is enough to explain the problem.
At this point, all the fog in Mingsang's heart was cleared, and he was able to conclude that the man in the rockery was none other than Tang Baihu.
Ming Sang said quietly: "Yang Yushan, follow my train of thought, first..."
"Have you forgotten, this is my territory!" The strange voice came again at the right time, interrupting Mingsang's words.
"Buzz!"
After the words fell, the formations in the courtyard surged. The barrier shrouded the door, and the door creaked, then closed again without any human effort.
Seeing this scene, Mingsang paused.
He looked at the barrier wall so close to him and felt like his brain cells were running out.
Isn't he Tang Baihu?
According to my step-by-step deduction, he should undoubtedly be Tang Baihu.
But if he was Tang Baihu, how could he dare to close the door knowing that we two were here to kill him?
If you lure a wolf into your house and end your own life, is this because you are afraid that you will not die?
Ming Sang was confused, and he tried his best to think about various possibilities.
What's going on?
Isn't he Tang Baihu?
Or maybe he is Tang Baihu and all this is a gamble?
What does closing mean?
Does he want to fight to the death and defeat the enemy? Or does he still have a trump card?
Or maybe he guessed that I guessed him, so he did the opposite?
No……
wrong.
Faced with such tremendous pressure of facing a life and death crisis every second, who can have the energy to think so deeply?
Ming Sang was completely confused. As soon as the formation was opened and the door was closed, it was really difficult for him to sort out his emotions and his thoughts were completely disrupted again.
"No...no..."
"There is still time, there is still opportunity!"
"Strike again and hold on, we can win!" Big beads of sweat streaked across Mingsang's forehead. Even in his years of assassination life, he had never had such a nervous moment.
At this time, Yang Yushan, who was standing aside honestly, was like a fool. He didn't know how many thoughts had passed through the mind of Ming Sangge, whom he admired just now. He only heard the other person calling him just now.
The name seems to have been arranged.
In just this moment, his whole body felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he suddenly became excited.
It's coming, it's coming, after waiting for so long, it finally gives me a clear signal!
Either call it a day, or go home and take a nap now.
He immediately whispered: "Brother Mingsang, what are your ideas? Let's first..."
"Shut up!" Ming Sang yelled angrily.
Yang Yushan:???
He was stunned by the sudden and fierce voice, and was stunned.
Was he hurting me just now? Was he hurting me? Was it me who was hurting me? Did I do something wrong...
Ming Sang turned his head, his eyes were red, full of unwillingness and anger.
It was clear that he was only a little short of being able to reorganize the dense "threads" in his mind, put those "modules" back together, and figure out the true intentions of the man in the rockery.
But it was Yang Yushan, a pig teammate, because his words were like smashing the Lego blocks that were finally put together with one hand, pulling his thoughts into an endless abyss, and there was no possibility of seeing the light again!
"It's over!"
"It's all over!"
Mingsang's eyes no longer had the usual calmness, but... only panic.
At this moment, he was like a helpless child, losing the ability to judge himself.
Before he could think again, the sound from the rockery seemed to be very close to his ears.
"Why, aren't you curious about my true face in Lushan?"
At this moment, Mingsang felt that his heartbeat almost stopped.
What does this mean? Does he know what he is thinking?
If there is only one thing that Ming Sang is sure of now, it is that the man standing on the rockery dare not turn around.
And once these words are spoken, this is the only thing left...
Mingsang wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but for some reason, at this moment, it was as if someone had smeared 502 super glue on his neck and he was completely unable to move.
And for a killer, once he sees this, it means there is only one ending...
die!
At this time, Yang Yushan, who is weak, doesn't have so many worries.
In his eyes, Ming Sang never gave himself a clear attitude, because he didn't know the true identity of the people on the rockery.
Now the other party takes the initiative to turn around and show them. If you don’t look at it now, wait until later!
Before Ming Sang could speak, he suddenly turned back and looked at the rockery...
Um?
Where are people?
Where have people gone?!
In shock, Yang Yushan's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing not far to the side, and he immediately looked at it.
Opposite him seemed to be a man with his hands behind his back, disheveled hair, and his head bowed in silence.
Could he be the person who stood on the rockery just now...
So this time...it's the front?!
Yang Yushan's pupils shrank. Because it was too dark, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but he could clearly notice the broken clothes on his body.
It seemed that something had burst it from the inside out, and the exposed skin was also red.
There was a faint trace of blood on the clothes on his chest, but it was almost invisible after being washed away by the rain.
In fact, Yang Yushan is not stupid, he just can't keep up with the thinking of Tang Baihu and Ming Sang, and he still has the most basic judgments.
The injuries and blood stains on this man's body...
Tang Baihu is the body of a sage, has the will of a whip, and has strange fire-attribute power...
So...he is not Tang Baihu!
But he fought with Tang Baihu.
The real Tang Baihu should have been...
Dead!
"this……"
The cold icy rain slapped his face randomly, and the person beside him didn't even dare to look back. Yang Yushan just stared at the black figure in the rain, feeling suddenly and inexplicably terrified.