The first thousand two hundred and ninety-five chapters game of life and death
Ren Bing used the most direct and effective method to temporarily let the Dragon Ya team put aside their personal grudges. Everyone is serving the country, and there is no difference in essence. Many things are on the table for this mission of annihilating Longmen. Longmen has everything for one night.
The powerful force of the Holy Martial Hall was destroyed, and if there was a slight mistake, the price would be paid in blood. Even if the two special forces jointly completed the mission, they would inevitably pay a corresponding price. Everyone present may become a
part of the price.
Huiwu has no hair, but he is not a fool. On the contrary, he is a very smart man. Otherwise, the old monks in the inner sect of Shaolin would not have deliberately planned to make him the abbot. They have recited countless sutras, but in fact, his biggest wish is
He wants to return to secular life, so that he can eat meat all the time to stay as a Buddha, marry a wife and have several fat and pink babies, and then choose one with Buddhist connections to be the abbot of the inner sect of Shaolin.
"Sir, your wine!" A waiter came to the table carrying a metal tray with two bottles of Louis XIII on it.
Huiwu looked at the wine on the plate with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Just as the waiter was about to put the wine on the table, a big hand stretched out in front of him: "Wait a minute, I don't think I ordered wine."
The waiter said in standard Chinese: "Yes, these two bottles of wine were given to you by a gentleman. He said he would come over and have a drink with everyone later."
Ren Bing smiled and said: "Since it is a gift, you should accept it generously, so as not to disappoint other people's wishes. Open it and I will take advantage of it and have a drink."
Huiwu forced a smile, reached for a wine bottle, unscrewed the lid, waved to the waiter and said, "Go, bring two wine glasses."
The waiter responded, took two steps back and turned to leave. Hui Wu looked at the background where the waiter left and said lightly: "The people in this bar are evil. I wonder who the gentleman who delivers the drinks is?"
Ren Bing smiled and said: "We just need to entertain people. As for whether the wine delivery man is good or evil, we don't care. We just have to eat and drink enough. When Xu Chongfeng and the others come back, we will arrange for everyone to rest."
In fact, Xu Qing had already explained the situation when he arranged for everyone from Wuhun to come to Hongya Bar to meet up. The owner behind this bar is the Blood Tribe. It is located in the sensitive border area between the two countries, and there are not many rules. As long as this mission can be carried out,
It helps and you don’t have to worry about the details.
As soon as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind: "After all, I am just a person who takes care of food and housing. Boss, you are too unkind."
Ren Bing turned around and saw Xu Qing and Young Master Tang standing arm-in-arm behind each other. The two brothers each held two tall crystal cups and clinked them between their fingers. With a playful smile on their faces, they had already
After taking off the mask on his face, the smile on his face was surprisingly symmetrical.
Huiwu showed a faint smile, stood up and slapped Xu Qing: "Xu Gongfeng, long time no see."
Xu Qing took two steps forward and put down the wine glass in his hand, shook hands with Hui Wu gracefully, and said with a smile: "Monk, long time no see." A pair of eyes inadvertently glanced at the top of the monk's head, which could be seen through the dim light.
There is also a bruise as big as the mouth of a cup on his forehead. If I am right, it was from him last time.
Huiwu was unaware of all this and greeted with a smile: "It is an honor for the great monk to fight alongside Xu Gongfeng. Come, sit down and have a drink."
Xu Qing withdrew his hand, and immediately a waiter brought two chairs and placed them at the table. The two brothers sat down, Ren Bing grabbed the bottle, took the glass, poured the wine, and asked in a low voice: "Qingzi, are things going well?"
Xu Qing's expression turned solemn, and he lowered his voice and said: "Things are going smoothly, but there is a situation that must be made clear. Long Fengyang successfully broke through, and now there are four semi-sacred warriors in Longmen."
"Four semi-sacred warriors? Are you sure!" Ren Bing's eyes showed a look of surprise, and the wine bottle in his hand fell from his hand. Fortunately, Tang Guobin on the side had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed the bottle and placed it on the table.
Xu Qing nodded and said: "I'm sure, it was Long Jiuzhou and Yang Ligong who went to the capital last time, and then it was Mei Qianxue who broke through. Just today, Long Fengyang also broke through successfully. Now there are four semi-sacred warriors in Longmen.
The source is absolutely reliable.”
All the news came from the mouths of the two captured Qinglong Guards, including the news that Long Fengyang was breaking through. When Long Fengyang and the other three half-saints left the altar square, they walked past the two Qinglong Guards.
However, it naturally fell into the eyes of the two brothers. From this, it can be concluded that Long Fengyang has successfully broken through.
Ren Bing frowned, stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down in one gulp. He held the empty glass in front of his eyes and could see a bit of misty and hesitant light through the crystal glass. There was news that Longmen had four semi-sacred warriors.
Completely disrupting his original battle plan, Long Fengyang's breakthrough was like a huge boulder pressing on his chest, making it impossible to breathe.
The last time the two major ancient martial arts sects were killed and the half-saints of the Hu family were captured alive, it gave Ren Bing the confidence to fight against Longmen. He estimated that he was at least 70% sure of winning against three semi-sacred warriors at the same time, but Long Fengyang succeeded in breaking through.
The balance of strength between the two sides has been seriously tilted. If the Longmen warriors come out in full force, it will be a catastrophe for the battle between the Chinese Martial Spirit and Longya.
Huiwu's expression was as usual. He had just made a promise. How to decide was Ren Bing's concern. He did not disturb Ren Bing's thinking. He picked up the wine glass and drank it down his neck with Xu Qing's faint respect. He picked up the bottle.
Pour and drink by yourself.
Xu Qing was also depressed about Long Fengyang's breakthrough, but now the decision-making power rested with Ren Bing. He was not ready to reveal the identity of Wangchao for the time being. The Dragon Teeth Team was by his side to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"If I were Long Fengyang, what would I do after receiving the challenge? What would I do..." Ren Bing looked at the dim light coming from the crystal cup and murmured to himself, constantly speculating in his mind.
Long Fengyang might make a decision, and before he knew it, a layer of fine beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead.
There is a saying in the art of war that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. The truly deadly enemy is often the enemy who knows you best. If you cannot anticipate the enemy's first opportunity, you will be passive at every turn. Long Fengyang has served as the general staff of Wuhun longer than Ren Bing. In terms of command and strategy, he will be passive.
He is even better. The most troublesome thing is that he is the one who is most familiar with the Chinese martial arts. The tactic of using the sky-catching net to deal with semi-advanced warriors is still his first. If he uses the method he used to deal with the two major sects last time to deal with Longmen, it will be useless.
It is different from just playing tricks, if you are not careful, you will pay the price with your life.
Ren Bing is caught in a deep tangle. If he wants to defeat Longmen, he must disperse the power of the four semi-sacred warriors. Now the only hope of victory lies with Long Jiuzhou. Will he go to the appointment alone for the sake of the sect and his own face? This
It is a game of life and death. At the stake are the lives of the Chinese Martial Spirit and all the warriors of the Dragon Teeth Team. Should you take the gamble or leave?