Ye Qiu said that three people should come together. This was just a pretentious statement. According to normal logic, next, Lengxue did not bother to join forces with the two ghosts and would fight alone.
This is Ye Qiu's purpose.
One on three, there is too much pressure, but if it is one on one, not only will the pressure be greatly reduced, but you will also have the opportunity to kill your opponent.
As long as the cold blood is killed, it will be much easier to deal with the two ghosts.
Unexpectedly, after Ye Qiu finished speaking, Lengxue stepped forward, and the Hanged Man and the Starved Man also moved at the same time, outflanking him from the left and right, and the three of them approached Ye Qiu in a "pin" shape.
Damn, three against one?
Don’t talk about martial ethics!
Ye Qiu's heart sank, and he continued to use words to stimulate Lengxue, "The world's number one killer also needs to join forces with someone?"
"Don't you like to be alone?"
"What, the rumors are all false?"
No emotion could be seen on Lengxue's face, and he said in a cold voice: "You are trying to anger me with your words. I can only say that you are very childish."
"My purpose is to kill you."
"As for who I join forces with, I don't care!"
Damn it, this guy is a thief!
Ye Qiu cursed in his heart, then pointed at the two ghosts and continued to say to Lengxue: "Don't you feel insulted by joining forces with these two mentally retarded people?"
Before Lengxue could say anything, the Hanged Man and the Starved Man became furious.
"Boy, who do you think is mentally retarded?"
"Speak clearly to me!"
Ye Qiu looked at the hanged man and said, "Did you suffer from polio when you were a child? Otherwise, why are you so short? Let me tell you, your height is considered a medical disability."
The hanging ghost's mouth was twisted.
"And you."
Ye Qiu pointed at the starving ghost again and said: "As for you, if I read correctly, you should suffer from high blood pressure, high blood lipids, high blood sugar, and gastroenteritis, right?"
The hungry ghost was stunned: "How do you know?"
Ye Qiu said with a smile: "When I was a child, my family raised pigs, and pigs that grew very fat usually had these problems."
"Brother, isn't this guy a doctor? Why is he still raising pigs?" The starving ghost looked puzzled.
"Idiot! He's calling you a fat pig!"
"What? How dare you call me a pig?" The starving ghost stared at Ye Qiu with anger on his face.
Ye Qiu said seriously: "You misunderstood, I didn't scold you, I just told the truth."
"I'll kill you!"
boom--
The starving ghost took the lead, holding up the bone and smashing it on Ye Qiu's head.
As soon as Ye Qiu dodged, the starving ghost attacked him from the other side, and the iron rod swept over him.
In an instant, Ye Qiu was attacked on both sides.
However, at this moment, Cold Blood took action.
call out!
The sword edge flashed and appeared in front of Ye Qiu, like lightning, reaching its peak.
Ye Qiu punched the sword's edge.
"when!"
The sword edge was repulsed, but a bloody hole was stabbed in Ye Qiu's fist.
"What kind of material is this cold-blooded sword made of? Why is it so sharp?" Ye Qiu felt frightened and at the same time, the two ghosts attacked again.
This time, the two ghosts adjusted their strategies.
The starving ghost attacks his lower body, while the hanged ghost attacks his upper body.
Although the starving ghost is fat, weighing more than three hundred kilograms, at this moment, he is as agile as a monkey, and his speed is incredibly fast.
The Hanged Man is also very scary. Although he is only 1.4 meters tall, he is incredibly powerful. Every time the iron rod falls, it has the force of a thousand catties, and he fights Ye Qiu head-on.
While the two ghosts were attacking, Lengxue waited for the opportunity to draw his sword and attack Ye Qiu.
Four people fight together.
Three minutes later.
The four of them separated.
There were five or six sword wounds on Ye Qiu's chest, back, and arms, and every wound was bleeding.
On the other hand, Lengxue and the two ghosts were safe and sound.
In other words, at the moment of the fight, Ye Qiu was completely at a disadvantage. If the fight continued, he would be in trouble.
"Old Tang, what should we do? Ye Qiu is no match for them." In the car, Long Ye looked anxious.
"We have to help Ye Qiu, otherwise, the three of us will die here today." Tang Fei said with a solemn expression.
"I also want to help Ye Qiu, but how?" Long Ye said: "With our three-legged cat skills, we will die if we go up there."
"If it's a competition of kung fu, we will definitely not be able to defeat them. We can use other means."
Tang Fei quickly opened the seat and took out a password box from under the seat.
"What is this?" Long Ye asked.
"The latest secret weapon researched by the Palace of Hades." After Tang Fei finished speaking, he entered the password and opened the password box.
Suddenly, some scattered parts appeared in Long Ye's sight.
It only took Tang Fei thirty seconds to assemble these parts into a sniper rifle.
Long Ye noticed that this sniper rifle was much shorter than the usual sniper rifles, only two feet long, and there was nothing special about it from the outside.
Is this the secret weapon recently researched by the Palace of Hades? It’s too common!
Long Ye felt a chill in his heart and said, "You want to attack them with a gun? Those three guys are all masters. I'm afraid it will be difficult for bullets to hit them."
"Who do you think is the slowest among the three?" Tang Fei asked.
"Hang yourself." Long Ye replied without even thinking about it.
"Then kill the hanged man first." After Tang Fei finished speaking, he sat in the passenger seat and told Long Ye: "You drive. If there is nothing you can do later, then take Ye Qiu with you and let's escape."
"Okay." Long Ye climbed into the cab from the back seat, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, ready to drive at any time.
Then, Long Ye saw Tang Fei take out three bullets from the password box.
Each one was only as big as a soybean, and he recognized at a glance that these three bullets were specially made.
Tang Fei loaded the bullet, then placed the sniper rifle on the car window, adjusted the scope, and quietly pointed the muzzle at the hanged man.
…
Twenty meters ahead.
Ye Qiu stood face to face with the three masters, with about five meters between them.
"Boy, you can be proud of being able to survive under the hands of the three of us for so long, even if you die." said the Hanged Man.
"Stop resisting needlessly and just accept your death!" said the starving ghost.
Lengxue also said: "Although you are quite strong, facing the attack of the three of us, you will only die."
Ye Qiu snorted coldly: "You are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you talk big. It has just begun, and we still don't know who will win."
"I really don't know how you can still be so confident when you are about to die? In that case, I will give you a ride."
The Hanged Ghost jumped out in one step, jumped up high, and hit Ye Qiu with a stick in the air.
At the same time, the Starving Ghost and Lengxue approached Ye Qiu from both sides, preparing to attack the Hanged Ghost.
"It's now!"
Tang Fei's eyes flashed coldly, and he decisively pulled the trigger.
