Chapter 9 The ninth round of life and death

Han Tang doesn't look like a fish breeder, but he does raise fish. He raises a lot of fish and keeps them in fish tanks. Sometimes he even keeps small fish in the gaiwan that he drinks tea with. Most of the time, he would stay with other fish farmers and sit quietly by the pool or the fish tank, quietly admiring the leisurely and contented look of the fish in the water, and their vivid and wonderful postures. At this time, he will temporarily forget the troubles and anguish in his heart, and feel as if he has become a swimming fish, swimming carefree in the water. He once thought about raising birds. Of course, flying birds are more free than swimming fish, but unfortunately he can't raise birds in the sky, and once the birds are locked in cages, they immediately lose the charm of flying, as if they have become different. bird.

So he raises fish. Most people who keep fish are lonely.Han Tang was even more lonely. He has no relatives, no friends, not even servants. Because he didn't dare to get close to anyone, and he didn't dare to let anyone get close to him. He thinks that there is no one in the world that he can trust - only the old man is the only exception. No one is more loyal to the old man than he is.If he had a father, he would even kill his own father for the old man. Han Tang also fished.He fished in the same way as the others, of course, but for a completely different purpose. He liked to see the way the fish struggled on the hook.Every fish struggles in a different way, just like people, when people are facing the fear of death, everyone has a different look.

He has seen countless fish struggling on the hook, and he has seen countless people struggling to death. Until now, he hadn't seen a person who was really not afraid of death—perhaps only the old man was the only exception. The old man is the god in his mind, the embodiment of perfection and goodness. No matter what the old man does, he thinks it is right. No matter what the old man treats him, he will not complain. Although he doesn't know why the old man does this, he knows that the old man must have a very correct reason. He can kill, and he likes to kill. But the old man didn't want to commit suicide, so he came here willingly to endure depression and loneliness.

So he often vents his murderous intentions on the fish. Sometimes he would even put the fish in a cage under the hot sun and watch it slowly die. He appreciates the moment when death comes, whether it comes to a fish, a man, or himself. He often wonders if death is more exciting and interesting when it comes to him. There are not many people who raise fish. Many people have a pond or tank for raising fish in their front yard or back garden, but besides raising fish, they also do many other things. They often put other things ahead of fish farming. But those who really keep fish only keep fish, and fish keeping is the most important thing in their life.

There are not many people who really raise fish, and most of them are a bit strange.It's not very difficult to find a weirdo. So Meng Xinghun finally found Han Tang. The sky is full of sunset, and the fish pond is sparkling under the sunset. Meng Xingsoul was also under the setting sun. He saw a person sitting by the fishpond with the fishing rod raised and the fish caught by the hook, and the person sat there quietly watching the fish struggling on the hook. Meng Xinghun knew that this person must be Han Tang. He thought of many ways to deal with Han Tang, but none of them worked in the end.

In the end he chose the simplest and most direct method. He was going to go directly to Han Tang like this, and if he had the chance, he would kill him directly. If there is no chance, it's okay to be killed by him. Anyway, for a person like Han Tang, if you want to kill him, you have to gamble with your own life, otherwise no matter how complicated and ingenious you use, it will be useless. Now he found Han Tang. He walked over directly. He wanted to kill Han Tang, not only for boss Gao, but also for himself. A person who is constantly pursuing may struggle in his heart more painfully than a fish on a hook, because although he is constantly pursuing, he still does not know what it is that he is pursuing.Such pursuits are most easily tiresome.

Meng Xinghun was already tired, and he hoped that killing Han Tang would cheer him up. Deep down in everyone's heart, they will find the strongest person as an opponent, and always hope that they can knock down this opponent. For this purpose, people often sacrifice everything as a price. When Meng Xinghun walked over, he felt nervous and excited, like a new soldier on the battlefield. But his footsteps are still very light, as light as a cat, a mouse-hunting cat, as light as a leopard chasing its prey with fleshy paws on the soles of its feet. He didn't deliberately take his steps lightly. He was used to it. Few people can develop this habit. It is not easy to form this habit.

Han Tang didn't look back, didn't look up, and didn't even move his eyes. The fish on the fishing rod has gradually stopped struggling, and death is approaching. Han Tang suddenly said, "Are you here to kill me?" Meng Xinghun stopped in his tracks. Han Tang didn't see him, nor heard him speak. Could this person smell the murderous intent in his heart? Han Tang said, "How many people have you killed?" Meng Xinghun said, "A lot." Han Tang said: "It's quite a lot, otherwise, your steps would not be so light." He doesn't like to talk too much.

What he said always contained many other meanings. Only those with a calm mind can walk so lightly. Those who want to kill people have difficulty calming down, and those who want to kill Han Tang have even more difficulty calming down.Although he didn't say it, Meng Xinghun already understood what he meant.It cannot but be admitted that Han Tang is a terrible person. Han Tang said, "Do you know who I am?" Meng Xinghun said: "I know." Han Tang said, "Okay, sit down and go fishing." This invitation was not only sudden, but also strange. Few people would invite someone who wanted to kill him to go fishing together.

Such an invitation is rarely accepted. But Meng Xinghun walked over and sat down, just a few feet away from him. Han Tang still had a few fishing rods in hand. With a flick of his hand, the fishing rods flew up obliquely. Meng Xinghun caught it with his hands and said, "Thank you!" Han Tang said, "What bait do you use for fishing?" Meng Xinghun said: "Use two kinds!" Han Tang said, "These two kinds?" Meng Xinghun said: "One is the fish's favorite food, and the other is my favorite." Han Tang nodded and said, "Both are good."

Meng Xinghun said: "It's better not to use bait, but to catch me with fish." Han Tang suddenly stopped talking. Until now, he hadn't looked at Meng Xinghun, nor did he intend to. Meng Xinghun couldn't help but look at him. Han Tang's face was originally very ordinary, ordinary nose, ordinary eyes, ordinary mouth, exactly the same as most of the people we have seen. This kind of ordinary face, if it grows on other people, will never attract attention.But growing up on Han Tang is different.With just one glance, Meng Xinghun suddenly felt a terrible threat and pressure in his heart, which almost made him suffocate. He lowered the line quietly. Han Tang suddenly said, "You forgot to put the bait in." The muscles and bones in Meng Xinghun's hands suddenly tightened, and after a long time, he said, "I said, it's best not to use bait." Han Tang said: "You are wrong, without bait, there will be no fish." Meng Xinghun held the fishing rod tightly, and said, "It doesn't matter if there are fish or not, I'm fishing anyway." Han Tang nodded slowly and said, "Well said." He suddenly turned his head and stared at Meng Xinghun. His gaze was like a nail, once nailed to Meng Xinghun's face, it seemed to have been nailed into the flesh and blood. Meng Xinghun only felt that the muscles on his face were stiff. Han Tang said, "Who asked you to come?" Meng Xinghun said: "Myself." Han Tang said, "You want to kill me yourself?" Meng Xinghun said: "Yes." Han Tang said, "Why?" Meng Xinghun refused to answer, he didn't need to answer, he knew that Han Tang himself would understand. After a long time, Han Tang nodded slowly again, and said, "I also know who you are." Meng Xinghun said: "Oh?" Han Tang said: "I know that in recent years there has been a terrible assassin who has killed many difficult people." Meng Xinghun said: "Oh?" Han Tang said: "This assassin is you!" Meng Xinghun didn't deny it - if he didn't deny it, he admitted it. Han Tang said: "But you can't kill me!" Meng Xinghun said, "No way?" Han Tang said: "People who kill people are seldom smart, you are very smart, and you have a very good view on one thing." Meng Xinghun listened. Han Tang said: "It's because you think too cleverly, so you can't. A murderer can't think, and he can't be smart." Meng Xinghun said, "Why?" Han Tang said, "Because only smart people are afraid." Meng Xinghun said: "I'm afraid I won't come." Han Tang said: "It's one thing to come, but it's another thing to be afraid." Meng Xinghun said: "You think I'm afraid, what are you afraid of?" Han Tang said: "Afraid of me! You came to kill me because you were afraid of me, because you knew I was stronger than you." His eyes became sharper, and he continued slowly: "It is because you are afraid that you do wrong things." Meng Xinghun couldn't help asking, "What did I do wrong?" Han Tang said: "First, you forgot to put bait on the hook. Second, you didn't see that there was already bait on the hook." The palm of Meng Xinghun's hand that was gripping the fishing rod tightly suddenly broke out in cold sweat. Because he could already feel the vibration of the rod, which meant that there was a fish on the hook. If there is a fish on the hook, it means that there is indeed bait on the hook. If there is bait on the hook, it means that he is really afraid, because if he is not afraid, he will not lose sight of the bait. Han Tang said: "A person who wants to kill can't even make a mistake once, let alone make a mistake twice." Meng Xinghun suddenly smiled and said, "One mistake is not much better than two mistakes, because one mistake is death, and two mistakes is also death." Han Tang said: "Death is not ridiculous." Meng Xinghun said: "I laughed because you also made a mistake once." Han Tang said, "Oh?" Meng Xinghun said: "You didn't have to say those things to me, but you did, so you were wrong!" Han Tang couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" Meng Xinghun said: "You say these words, it means that you are not sure about killing me, so you have to find a way to make me timid first." The hook in Han Tang's hand was also shaking, but he didn't lift it up. Meng Xinghun said: "Of course I don't have as much experience as you, I'm not as cruel as you, and I can't shoot as fast as you. I've thought about all of this carefully." Han Tang said: "You thought about it, but you still came." Meng Xinghun said: "Because I thought of something better than you." Han Tang said, "Oh?" Meng Xinghun said: "I am younger than you." Han Tang said: "Youth is not a strength, but a weakness." Meng Xinghun said: "But young people have stronger physical strength, and those with stronger physical strength can last longer." Han Tang said: "Long-lasting?" Meng Xinghun said: "A real murderer is never willing to do something he is not sure about. You are not sure about killing me, so you have not made a move." Han Tang sneered. His face has always been devoid of emotion, without any expression, but now there is a sneer expression. If you can make an expressionless person have an expression on his face, it means that you are using the right method.At least what you said hit his weak spot. So Meng Xinghun immediately continued: "You want to wait until I am negligent before making a move, but I will never give you this chance, so we have to wait here, we must have physical strength, and we must be able to last. " Han Tang was silent, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "You are very interesting." Meng Xinghun said, "Interesting?" Han Tang said, "I haven't killed someone like you yet!" Meng Xinghun said: "Of course you didn't kill him, because you can't kill him." Han Tang pondered, as if he hadn't heard what he said at all, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Although I haven't killed it, I have seen it." Meng Xinghun said: "Oh?" Han Tang said: "There are not many people like you, but I have seen a person who is almost exactly like you!" Meng Xing's heart moved, and he blurted out, "Who?" Han Tang said: "Ye Xiang!" Han Tang really recognized Ye Xiang. Meng Xinghun had already guessed this point, but still couldn't figure out how they recognized it?what is the relationship?Han Tang said lightly: "He is calm, quick, and brave. No matter who he wants to kill, he will hit him with one blow. Among the people I have met, there is no one who knows how to kill better than him." Meng Xinghun said: "He is indeed." Han Tang said, "You recognize him?" Meng Xinghun nodded. He didn't want to hide it, because Han Tang didn't want to hide it either. Han Tang was his worst enemy now, but he suddenly found that he could tell the truth in front of this person. He has not met a few people who can make him tell the truth. Han Tang said: "Of course you recognize him, I have already seen that you came from the same place." Meng Xinghun said: "Do you know where we came from?" Han Tang shook his head and said, "I didn't ask him because I knew he would never tell." Meng Xinghun said: "How do you know him?" Han Tang said: "He is the only one who can walk away from my hands alive!" Meng Xinghun said: "I believe it." Han Tang said: "I didn't kill him, not because I couldn't, but because I didn't want to." Meng Xinghun said, "Don't want to?" Han Tang said: "No matter what you do, there are many colleagues, except for those who are assassins. There are not many real assassins in this world, and Ye Xiang is one of them." Meng Xinghun said: "You let him live because you want him to kill more people?" Han Tang said: "Not bad." Meng Xinghun said: "But you are wrong." Han Tang said: "Wrong?" Meng Xinghun said: "He can no longer kill people." Han Tang said, "Why?" Meng Xinghun said: "Because you have destroyed his confidence." Only now did Meng Xinghun truly understand why Ye Xiang suddenly collapsed. After a long time, Han Tang nodded slowly and said, "It is true that he can no longer kill people. I should have killed him then!" He raised his head, stared at Meng Xinghun, and said, "So, today I will never make the same mistake again, and I will never let you walk out alive!" Meng Xinghun said lightly: "I don't blame you, because I won't let you live either..." He suddenly shut up. The muscles at the corners of Han Tang's mouth also tightened suddenly. Both of them smelled an ominous smell of blood at the same time. The fish pond is in the depression. Dusk has fallen over the mountains. At the same time, they saw two people staggering in from outside the mountain depression. The two were covered in blood, and there was almost no clean place on their bodies. They could support this place only because the two still wanted to live. The desire to survive often leads people to do things they would never otherwise be able to do. The two rushed to Han Tang before falling down. Han Tang was still staring at the fishing rod in his hand, as if even if the sky fell in front of him, it wouldn't make him change color. But Meng Xinghun couldn't help but glanced at these two people, and one of them immediately begged him for help, panting, "Please, hide us, someone is chasing after..." Another person said: "We are all old man's people, and we were plotted against by someone for a while, even the old man's eldest son, Sun Jian, has been killed." Meng Xinghun couldn't help but look at Han Tang again, he thought Han Tang should at least turn around and ask after hearing the news. Han Tang didn't seem to hear it. The man said again: "We are not afraid of death, but we must go back and report the news to the old man." Another person said: "As long as you are willing to help us this time, the old man will be very grateful. You should know how much the old man likes friends!" Meng Xinghun just listened and didn't react at all.He waited to see Han Tang's reaction. Han Tang didn't respond either, as if he had never heard the name "Old Man" before. Meng Xinghun couldn't help secretly admiring, but also secretly shocked. He had learned more about the old man from Han Tang, and the more he knew, the more terrified he became. It is conceivable that the old man would be more terrifying if he could make a person like Han Tang die. He just noticed that the eyes of these two people showed shock and uneasiness, and three figures had come from outside the mountain depression. The first person shouted: "I told you already, even if you run to the sky, you won't be able to escape. Take your life!" The second person said: "Since we have come here, we should at least say hello to the owner here." The third person said: "Who is the owner here?" He stared at Meng Xinghun. Meng Xinghun said, "I'm here to fish." The first person said: "No matter who is the owner here, as long as these two boys are handed over, it will be fine, otherwise..." The second person always speaks softly, saying: "These two are Sun Yubo's subordinates, they killed many of us, the wrongdoer has the leader, the debtor has the owner, we are only looking for them two." The two people lying on the ground struggled and seemed to want to escape again. Han Tang suddenly said, "Do you really want these two people?" As soon as he spoke, Meng Xinghun knew that he was about to make a move. As soon as he made a move, none of these three people could go back alive. The first person said: "Of course, I must." Han Tang said: "Okay!" The word "good" came out, and he had already made a move. No one could see how he made the shot, only heard a "bang", and the heads of the two people who were struggling to get up had hit each other. Meng Xinghun had no choice but to dodge, avoiding the rush of blood and the shattered skull. Han Tang didn't seem to look back at all, and said, "Since you want these two people, why don't you come and take them?" The eyes of the three people also showed surprise and uneasiness immediately, just like the two dead people, no one understood why Han Tang wanted to kill the old man's men. Meng Xinghun understood. When the two were struggling to get up, he had already discovered that their injuries were not as serious as they appeared on the outside, and he had already discovered that they all had hidden weapons like crossbow barrels hidden in their sleeves. It's just a play. Of course, this play was performed for Han Tang. If he really believed that these two people were the old man's subordinates, he must have been murdered by them at this moment. Meng Xinghun was only wondering how Han Tang could see it, because he didn't look at it at all. The other three were obviously even more strange. Meng Xinghun looked at them curiously, wondering how they could retreat. The second person said: "We just wanted their lives. Now that they are dead, we should leave." He has always spoken softly, as if he was already ready to smooth things over. After saying this, the three of them jumped back together. At this moment, suddenly saw the light of the knife flashing. Three screams sounded almost at the same time, and they were cut off at the same time. The three heads flew out into the sky like three balls kicked out with one kick. Very fast knife. The blade was still as green as water, with no blood stains visible. The knife is in the hands of a burly man in brocade clothes. Even if this man doesn't have a knife in his hand, he can still make people feel majestic and murderous. Meng Xinghun could tell at a glance that he must be a person who is used to giving orders. Only a person who holds the power of life and death in his hands can have such awe-inspiring and murderous aura. He only hoped that this person wasn't the old man's "friend"! The man said in a deep voice: "These five people are all subordinates of the 'Twelve Feipeng Gang', and they deliberately staged this show to deceive you. You shouldn't have let them escape." Meng Xinghun's heart sank. This person was obviously the old man's friend, Han Tang added such a person, Meng Xinghun didn't even have a chance. Han Tang suddenly asked, "Do you recognize them?" The man smiled and said: "The old man did me a great favor once, and I have always wanted to find an opportunity to repay it, so after I knew that the old man and the Twelve Feipeng Gang had a grudge, I have been paying attention to their actions." Han Tang nodded and said, "Thank you..." Hearing the word "thank you", Meng Xinghun already realized something was wrong. Han Tang is definitely not a person who can say "thank you". At this moment, he saw the fishing rod in Han Tang's hand swung out, and the fishing line wrapped around the man's neck like a noose. Han Tang really likes to kill people. If others help him, he will kill them too. It seems that no matter who he wants to kill. The noose had been put around the man's neck, tightened and straightened—this fishing line was made of unknown, stronger than tendon. His breathing has stopped. As long as Han Tang makes a move, he will never give the opponent any chance to resist and dodge. One hit will hit. This is the principle of Han Tang's action, which is also the principle of Meng Xinghun's action. But this time, Han Tang made an irreparable mistake. He never looked back, and he didn't see what kind of knife this man was holding in his hand. The knife swung, cut the noose, and made a "collapse" sound. This person has turned over in the air and retreated five zhang away. Han Tang also knew that he was wrong, he trusted the noose too much, he trusted himself too much. "A person who is too confident is just as prone to mistakes, and sometimes even worse than having no self-confidence." Han Tang remembered the old man's words, and Meng Xinghun saw his expression change for the first time. He and Meng Xinghun also knew that this person was not like them, so he couldn't believe that he was sure to hit him!So if he misses the first blow, there must be a second blow.He rubbed his throat with his hand, still panting, and three more people rushed towards him like arrows in the twilight. As soon as these three people appeared, he immediately regained his composure, suddenly smiled at Han Tang, and said, "How do you know that those five people are all just a cover, and I'm the one who really came to kill you?" Han Tang didn't answer, but asked instead: "Are you all members of the 'Twelve Feipeng Gang'?" The man said: "Tucheng Tu Dapeng." The other three people also immediately reported their first and last names. "Luo Jiang Luo Jinpeng." "Xiao An Xiao Yinpeng." "Original according to the original Nupeng." Now that the play is over, there is no need for them to hide it, not to mention they have never hidden it from Han Tang.Han Tang's pupils were shrinking. He knew these four people and knew how powerful they were. No one in this world can deal with the four of them alone. He has gradually felt the taste of death. Meng Xinghun suddenly felt that his position was ridiculous. He came to kill Han Tang, but now Tu Dapeng and the others must have regarded him as Han Tang's friend. They will never let him go. What about Han Tang?Do you also want him to die with you? His only way out might be to help Han Tang kill these four people first, but he couldn't do that. He must not reveal his martial arts in front of any living person, and he is not sure to kill these four people together. So he can only die. Tu Dapeng and the others kept talking. "Han Tang, you should feel proud. We didn't even move a hand when we killed Sun Jian, but we used all our strength to kill you." "Do you know why we want to kill you?" "Because you are Sun Yubo's best friend, the Twelve Feipeng Gang is no longer at odds with Sun Yubo." "You must be wondering how we know about your relationship with Sun Yubo. Of course, someone told us. It's a pity that you will never be able to guess who this person is in your life." "Of course this person has Sun Yubo's trust, so he knows about your relationship." "Sun Yubo has always believed that his subordinates are extremely loyal to him, but now even his most trusted people have betrayed him, it's like a tree whose roots have rotted." "If the roots are rotten, the tree will soon be rotten." "So just rest assured, Sun Yubo will definitely go to the eighteenth floor of hell to accompany you soon." Han Tang listened, although his expression was still calm, without any expression, but that was only because the muscles on his face were already stiff. Meng Xinghun had been wondering why Tu Dapeng and the others said these words, but now he suddenly realized that they said these words just to distract Han Tang's attention and make Han Tang nervous! Nervous mood not only makes the muscles stiff and unresponsive, it can also make a person weak. Meng Xinghun could already imagine Han Tang's fate today. But what about his own fate? He suddenly found that Tu Dapeng was waving to him, and he walked over immediately. He was trembling all over when he walked over. Although he hadn't heard the famous words of the old man, he knew how to make the enemy despise him and underestimate him. Tu Dapeng's eyes were like a whip, whipping up and down, and he said after a long time, "Are you here to fish?" Meng Xinghun nodded. Tu Dapeng said: "You don't recognize Han Tang?" Meng Xinghun shook his head. Tu Dapeng said: "You don't recognize him, why did he let you fish here?" Meng Xinghun said: "Because... because I am a fisherman." Not only is this sentence poorly explained, but it is not an explanation at all. But Tu Dapeng nodded and said: "That's right, because you are just a fisherman, he thinks you are no danger to him, so he let you fish here." Meng Xinghun said: "That's exactly what I mean." Tu Dapeng said: "It's a pity that you are not deaf." Meng Xinghun's eyes showed a look of bewilderment, and he said, "Deaf? Why should I be deaf?" Tu Dapeng said: "Because if you were deaf, we would let you go, but now you have heard too much, we have to kill you to silence you, I am really sorry." His manner of speaking is very gentle, few people can say such words with such an attitude! Meng Xinghun has already realized that it is no accident that he can occupy such an important position in the Twelve Feipeng Gang, and he has also realized that it is not easy to walk away alive from this kind of person. Tu Dapeng suddenly asked again: "Do you know martial arts?" Meng Xinghun desperately shook his head. Tu Dapeng said: "If you know martial arts, you may still have a chance. You can choose any one of the four of us. As long as you can win one and a half moves, you can walk with a big swagger." This is really a great temptation. None of the four of them were Meng Xinghun's opponents. Resisting this temptation is not only difficult but painful.But Meng Xinghun knew that if he accepted this temptation, he would be like a fish that has swallowed the bait. There are many figures outside the mountain col, and the light of knives is flickering. Tu Dapeng did not lie, they had indeed used all their strength in this operation. Now the fish farmer has become a fish himself. A fish in a net. Meng Xinghun didn't want to swallow the bait, but if he refused, wouldn't he be too smart? Tu Dapeng obviously had two kinds of baits, and both of them were his favorite. Meng Xinghun only felt that his neck was stiff, as if he had been caught by a noose. He turned his head awkwardly, accidentally met Tu Dapeng's eyes, and suddenly saw a glimmer of hope in Tu Dapeng's eyes. When Tu Dapeng looked at him, there was no murderous intent in his eyes, but an obvious look of contempt. He lowered his head and rushed towards Tu Dapeng suddenly. A smile flashed across Tu Dapeng's eyes, and the knife in his hand was raised. Meng Xinghun shouted, "I'll choose you!" He yelled and rushed towards the blade in Tu Dapeng's hand, as if he didn't know that a knife could kill. When the sharp blade pierced his chest, it was as smooth and smooth as a fish slipping into the water. He didn't even feel pain at all. He yelled and fell backwards and didn't get up again. He fell on his back, and his body twisted and twitched in mid-air. When he fell, his face fell to the ground. When the cry stopped, the blood had completely dripped from the tip of the knife. , the blade is as bright as autumn water. Great knife! Tu Dapeng looked at Meng Xinghun who was lying on the ground like a dead fish, slowly shook his head, and sighed: "Sure enough, this kid only knows how to fish." Yuan Nupeng also shook his head and said, "I don't understand why this kid chooses you?" Tu Dapeng said indifferently: "Because he wants to die!" When he said "death", he suddenly jumped out. When he jumped out, Luo Jinpeng, Xiao Yinpeng, and Yuan Nupeng also jumped out. The four of them used almost exactly the same agility and the same speed. The four people are like four arrows, shot at the same moment. The arrow stack is Han Tang. No one can avoid these four arrows, not even Han Tang. He really seemed to have turned into a butt of arrows. Four arrows hit the arrow stack at the same time. The brighter the light, the faster it fades away. The more intense the battle, the sooner it must end. Because all the light and power have gone out in an instant, because all the light and power exist for this decisive moment.In the eyes of most people, this battle is not even fierce, let alone exciting. The four of Tu Dapeng rushed over and caught Han Tang. Han Tang's life was immediately squeezed out. When the four separated, he collapsed. The battle started in an instant and ended almost at the same instant. Simple combat, simple action. As simple as murder.But it looked different in Meng Xinghun's eyes, he could see it more clearly than most people. He saw every movement of them clearly.Their movements are not simple, at this moment, they have made at least seventeen kinds of movements. Every movement is sharp, efficient, brutal. Meng Xinghun did not die. He knows how to kill, he knows where a knife can kill, and he knows where it can't. So he met Tu Dapeng's blade himself. He let Tu Dapeng's blade pierce the non-lethal place on his body, this place is only half an inch from his heart, but half an inch is enough. The most difficult part of killing people is to be accurate, to be so accurate that there can be no deviation by half a cent. Tu Dapeng's martial arts may be very high, but killing people is another matter. People with high martial arts skills don't necessarily know how to kill, just like people who have given birth to eight children don't necessarily know how to love. His knife was not accurate, but he thought it had pierced Meng Xinghun's heart. Meng Xinghun fell down quickly, because he didn't want the blade to penetrate too deeply, and when he fell, he threw himself on the ground because he didn't want to bleed too much. He couldn't help but want to see how Tu Dapeng and the others killed Han Tang. He wanted to see if there was a way to resist! It may be difficult to find another person like Han Tang in this world. This kind of person is special in life, and he must die special in death. To kill this kind of person, there must be a more special method, this kind of thing is not often seen, even if Meng Xinghun had to take a greater risk, he would not miss it. The knife was so sharp that he didn't feel the pain until long after he fell down. Fortunately, he could still press the wound with his hands. At that time, Tu Dapeng had already rushed towards Han Tang. Meng Xinghun should have closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but he couldn't bear to miss this rare opportunity.He saw it, and he saw it clearly. When Tu Dapeng and the others rushed over, Han Tang had already changed four actions. Each gesture was directed at one of the four of them, and he made them all think that he was determined to die with him. If Han Tang can't live, at least one of the four of them must die with him! As long as they all think of this, there will be some fear in their hearts. As long as two of the four of them had fear in their hearts and their movements became slow, Han Tang would have a chance to break through and fight back! Tu Dapeng's movements were the first to be slow. This is not surprising, because he has already experienced how powerful Han Tang is. The second person who felt fear was Xiao Yinpeng. He was also holding a knife in his hand, but at this moment the knife suddenly fell down. Han Tang's actions changed again, determined to deal with Luo Jinpeng and Yuan Nupeng first with all his strength. As long as these two can be knocked down, the remaining two are not to be feared. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the movements of Tu Dapeng and Xiao Yinpeng also changed suddenly. The slowest ones were the first to pounce. By the time Han Tang knew that he had made a wrong judgment, it was too late. He had no time to make amends, he could only make mistakes, and suddenly shot and grabbed Luo Jinpeng's vitals. Luo Jinpeng bent down in pain and bit his shoulder, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth immediately. Although Han Tang's left hand moved slowly, it still inserted into Yuan Nupeng's rib. Because Yuan Nupeng didn't dodge at all, although his ribs were broken, he clamped Han Tang's hand, and then he clasped his left and right hands backwards, locking Han Tang's elbow joint. Although he heard the sound of Han Tang's joints being pinched, he still refused to let go. At this moment Xiao Yinpeng hugged Han Tang from behind, with one hand wrapped around his waist and the other around his throat. Tu Dapeng's knife had pierced his lower abdomen from the front. All the muscles in Han Tang's body suddenly lost control.Tears, saliva, nasal mucus, urine and feces suddenly gushed out all at once, and even the eyeballs protruded out of their sockets.Then, Luo Jinpeng, Yuan Nupeng, and Xiao Yinpeng dispersed. Luo Jinpeng's body was still bent like a shrimp, his face was completely pale from the pain, tears flowed down his cheeks, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was flushed red, he clenched his teeth tightly, and bit a piece of Han Tang's flesh. Only Tu Dapeng was still standing there, motionless, and his face was completely pale. It wasn't because of pain, of course, but because of fear. He was the only one who saw Han Tang's face. Although he had killed countless people, when he saw this face, he couldn't help being frightened out of his wits. Han Tang didn't fall down yet, because Tu Dapeng's blade was still in his lower abdomen. Meng Xinghun could clearly see their every movement. If he hadn't thrown his face on the ground and could press his stomach, he would have been vomiting non-stop at this moment. He has killed people himself, but rarely sees others kill. He never imagined that killing people could be so cruel, so terrible. Their actions are not only cruel, but also despicable, even worse than wild animals. It's been a long time. Only Tu Dapeng could make a sound. His voice trembled like a bowstring tightened, tense and hoarse. "I know that you don't want to die with peace in your eyes. After you die - you will definitely become a ghost, but your ghost should not come to us. You should go to the person who betrayed you." Of course Han Tang couldn't hear him anymore, but Tu Dapeng continued, "The person who betrayed you is Lu Xiangchuan. He not only betrayed you, he also betrayed Sun Yubo!" Xiao Yinpeng rushed over suddenly and dragged Tu Dapeng away. His voice was also trembling, and he whispered: "Go, go quickly..." When Han Tang's body fell down, he had already dragged Tu Dapeng far away, as if Han Tang had really turned into a ghost, chasing after him for revenge. Luo Jinpeng couldn't move anymore, he had to roll on the ground, and only then was Yuan Nupeng picked him up. He suddenly opened his mouth to vomit, spat out the flesh and blood in his mouth, and spat it into the fish pond.Immediately, a group of fish swam to eat this mass of flesh and blood. This is Han Tang's blood, Han Tang's flesh. When he was alive, how could he have thought that fish would one day eat his flesh and blood? He ate the fish, and now the fish ate him.He killed people, and now he died by human hands!This is the result of the murderer! Dead silence. There was still a bloody smell in the wind. Meng Xinghun lay on the ground, his blood and sweat were on the ground. "This is the result of a murderer." 冷汗已湿透了他的衣服。 今天他没有死，除了因为他判断正确外，实在还有点侥幸。 “真的是侥幸？” no! 不是因为侥幸，也不是因为他判断正确！ 看屠大鹏他们杀韩棠，就可以看出他们每一个步骤，每一个动作，事先都经过很严格的训练和很周密的计划。 他们的动作不但卑鄙残酷，而且还非常准确！ 每一个动作都准确得分毫不差！ “但屠大鹏那一刀为什么会差上半寸呢？” 孟星魂一直在怀疑，现在突然明白。 他没有死，只不过因为屠大鹏根本就不想杀死他！ 他所说的话，屠大鹏根本连一句都不信，也全不入耳，屠大鹏显然认定，他也是韩棠的同伴，孙玉伯的手下。 所以屠大鹏要留下他的活口，去转告孙玉伯。 “律香川就是出卖韩棠的人，就是暗中和'十二飞鹏帮'串通的奸细！” 所以律香川绝不是奸细！ 万鹏王要借孙玉伯的手将律香川除去。万鹏王要孙玉伯自己除去他最得力的干将！ 因为在万鹏王眼中，最可怕的人不是韩棠，而是律香川。 要杀孙玉伯，就一定要先杀了律香川。 这计划好毒辣。 直到现在，孟星魂才明白律香川是个怎么样的人，才明白他地位的重要。 现在孙剑和韩棠已被害，老伯得力的助手已只剩下他一个人。 以他一人之力，就能斗得过万鹏王的“十二飞鹏”？ 盂星魂在思索，却已无法思索。 他忽然觉得很疲倦，很冷，疲倦得只要一闭起眼睛就会睡着。 冷得只要一睡着就会冻死。 他不敢闭起眼睛，却又无力站起。 伤口还在往外流血，血已流得太多，他生命的力量大多都已随着血液流出，剩下的力量只够他勉强翻个身。 翻过身后，他更疲倦，更无法支持。 就在这时，他看到了叶翔。 屋子里很阴暗。空气潮湿得像是在条破船的底舱，木器都带着霉味。 风吹不到这里。阳光也照不到这里。 这就是韩棠活着时住的地方。 屋角有张凳子，高而坚硬，任何人坐在上面都不会觉得舒服。 韩棠却时常坐在这张凳子上，有时一坐就是大半天。 他不喜欢舒服，不喜欢享受。 他这人活着是为了什么，也许连他自己都不清楚。 现在，坐在凳子上的是叶翔。 他静静地坐着，眼睛里一片空白，仿佛什么也没有看，什么也没有想。 韩棠坐在这里时，神情也和他一样。 孟星魂就躺在凳子对面的床上，已对他说出了这件事的经过。现在正等着他下结论。 听的时候，他一句话也没有说，现在却已到了他说话的时候。 他慢慢地，一字一字道：“今天你做了件很愚蠢的事。” 孟星魂点点头，苦笑，道：“我知道，我本来不必挨这一刀的。我早就应该从屠大鹏的眼睛里看出，他们根本没有杀我的意思。” 叶翔缓缓道：“无论在任何情况下，你都不必要流血。” 他笑了笑，笑得很干涩，慢慢地又接着道：“在我们这种人身上，剩下的东西已不多，绝没有比血更珍贵的。” 孟星魂眼睛望着屋顶。 屋顶上也发了霉，看来有些像是锅底的模样，韩棠这一生，岂非就好像活在锅里一样么，他不断地忍受着煎熬。 但他毕竟还是忍受了下去。 孟星魂叹了口气道：“也许还有比血更珍贵的！” 叶翔道：“有？” 孟星魂道：“有一样。” 叶翔道：“你说的是泪？” 孟星魂点点头，道：“不错，有种人宁可流血，也不愿流泪。” 叶翔道：“那些人是呆子。” 孟星魂道：“任何人都可能做呆子，任何人都可能做出很愚蠢的事。” 他忽又笑了笑，接着道：“屠大鹏他们今天本来也不必留下我这个活口的。” 叶翔沉吟着，道：“他的确不必。” 孟星魂道：“孙玉伯知道韩棠的死讯后，第一个怀疑的人必定就是律香川了。” 叶翔道：“一个人遇到很大的困难和危险时，往往就会变得很多疑，对每个人都怀疑，觉得世上已没有一个他可以信任的人。” 他苦笑，又道：“这才是他的致命伤，那困难和危险也许并不能伤害到他，但'怀疑'却往往会要了他的命。” 孟星魂道：“孙玉伯若真杀了律香川，就会变得完全孤立。” 叶翔道：“你错了。” 孟星魂道：“错了？” 叶翔道：“你低估了他。” 孟星魂道：“我也知道他不是个容易被击倒的人，但无论多大的树，若已孤立无依，也都很容易会被风吹倒。” 叶翔道：“一棵树若能长得那么高大，就必定会有很深的根。” 孟星魂道：“你的意思是说……” 叶翔道：“我的意思是说，大树的根长在地下，别人是看不见的。” 孟星魂道：“孙玉伯难道还有别的部属？藏在地下的部属？” 叶翔道：“还有两个人。” 孟星魂道：“两个人总比不上十二个人。” 叶翔道：“但这两个人也许比别的十二个人加起来都可怕。” 孟星魂道：“你知道这两个是谁？” 叶翔沉默了很久，才缓缓地说道：“一个叫陆冲。” 孟星魂皱了皱眉道：“陆冲？你说的是不是陆漫天？” 叶翔道：“是。” 孟星魂道：“他怎会和孙玉伯有关系？” 叶翔道：“他不但和孙玉伯有关系，和律香川也有关系。” Meng Xinghun said: "Oh?" 叶翔道：“他是律香川嫡亲的外舅。” 他接着又道：“孙玉伯手下有两股最大的力量，他就是其中之一。” 孟星魂道：“还有一人呢？” 叶翔道：“易潜龙，你当然也知道这个人。” 孟星魂知道。 江湖中不知道易潜龙的人很少。 长江沿岸，有十三股流匪，有的在水上，有的在陆上。 易潜龙就是这十三股匪的总瓢把子。 孟星魂沉吟着道：“这么说来，那十三股流匪也归孙玉伯指挥了？” 叶翔缓缓道：“他并没有直接指挥他们，因为他近来已极力的走向正途，不想再和黑道上的朋友有任何关系，但他若有了危险，他们还是会为他卖命的。” 孟星魂道：“想不到孙玉伯的根竟这么深。” 叶翔道：“所以'十二飞鹏帮'现在就算占了优势，但这一战是谁胜谁负，还未可知。” 孟星魂默然。 叶翔凝视着他，忽又道：“我说这些话的意思，你懂不懂？” 孟星魂道：“我懂。” 叶翔道：“真的懂？” 孟星魂道：“你想要我放弃这件事。” 叶翔道：“我不勉强你，我只想劝你，好好地为自己活下去。” Meng Xinghun said: "I understand." 他的确明白，所以他心中充满感激，叶翔这一生已毁了，他已将希望完全寄托在孟星魂身上。 因为孟星魂就像是他的影子。 但孟星魂也有不明白的事。 他忽然又道：“你对孙玉伯的事好像知道得很多。” 叶翔忽然沉默。 “你怎么会知道这么多的？”他没有问，因他知叶翔不愿说。叶翔不愿说，就一定有很多充足的理由。 孟星魂六岁时就和他生活在一起，现在才忽然发现自己对他了解并不太深，知道得也并不太多。 “一个人若想了解另一个人，可真不容易。” 孟星魂叹了一口气，道：“我明白你的意思，可是我现在还不想放弃。” Ye Xiang said: "Why?" 孟星魂道：“因为我现在还有机会。” 叶翔道：“你有？” 孟星魂道：“有——鹬蚌相争，渔翁得利。” 他笑了笑，接着道：“孙玉伯和万鹏王的力量既然都如此巨大，拼下去一定两败俱伤，这就是我的机会，而且机会很好，所以我不能放弃。” 叶翔沉默了很久，道：“就算你能杀了孙玉伯，又怎么样呢？” 孟星魂道：“我不知道——我只觉得车轭既已套在我身上，我就只有往前走。” 有时他的确觉得自己像是匹拉车的马，也许更像是条推磨的驴子，被人蒙上了眼，不停地走，以为已走了很远，其实却还在原地未动。 “走到什么时候？” 他没有想过，也不敢想，他怕想多了会发疯。 叶翔慢慢道：“所以，你就想在这里等着。” 孟星魂的笑容比鱼胆还苦，点头道：“等的滋味虽不好受，但我却已习惯。” "Waiting for what?" “等杀人？还是等死？” 孟星魂忽又道：“你回去告诉老大，就说我也许不能在限期内完成工作，但我若不能完成工作，就绝不回去。” 叶翔慢慢地点了点头，道：“我明白你的意思，你这一生已准备为高老大活着——我明白，因为我以前也一样。” 孟星魂道：“现在呢？” 叶翔道：“现在？现在我还活着么？”他忽然觉得满嘴苦涩，忍不住拿起桌上的茶壶，喝了一口。 他已有很久没有喝过茶，想不到这茶壶里装的居然是酒。 很烈的酒。 叶翔忽又笑了，喃喃道：“想不到韩棠原来也喝酒的，我一直奇怪，他怎么能活到现在，像他这种人，若没有酒，活得岂非太艰苦。” 孟星魂忍不住说道：“你对他知道得好像也很多。” 他以为叶翔必定不会回答这句话，谁知叶翔却点点头，黯然道：“我的确知道他，因为我知道我自己。” 孟星魂道：“他和你不同。” 叶翔苦笑，道：“有什么不同，我和他岂非全都是为别人活着的？我不希望你也和我们一样。” 他抬起头，望着发霉的屋顶，慢慢地接着道：“一个人无论如何也得为自己活些时候，哪怕是一年也好，一天也好——我时常都觉得我这一生根本就没有真正活过。” 孟星魂试探着，问道：“连一天都没有？” 叶翔灰暗的眸子里，忽然闪出一丝光芒。 流星般的光芒，短促却灿烂。 他知道自己的确活过一天，那真是光辉灿烂的一天。 因为他的生命已在那一天中完全燃烧。 他忽然转身走了出去！ 这是他生命中最大的欢愉，他要永远保持秘密，独自享受。 因为除了这一天的回忆外，他已没有别的。 叶翔已走了很久，孟星魂却还在想着他，想着他的一生，他的秘密。 “他跟孙玉伯和韩棠之间，必定有种奇特的关系！” 孟星魂忽然看到他出现在这里的时候，就已想到了这一点。 他到这里来，为的也许并不是孟星魂，而是韩棠。 孟星魂想问，却没有问。因为他觉得每个人都有权为自己保留些秘密，谁都无权刺探。 他叹了口气，决定先好好地睡一觉再说。 等他睡醒的时候，孙玉伯必已知道韩棠的死讯，必已有所行动。 他希望孙玉伯不要做得太错，错得一败涂地。 但他也知道，每个人都会有做错事的时候。 孙玉伯也不例外。 路很黑。 但叶翔并不在意，这段路他似乎闭着眼睛都能走。他曾经一次又一次踯躅在这条路上，一天又一天地等。 他等的是一个人，一个曾将生命完全燃烧起来的人。 那时他宁可不惜牺牲一切来见这个人，只要能再看这人一眼，他死也甘心。 但现在，他却宁死也不愿再看到这个人。 他觉得自己已不配。 现在他只希望那个人能好好地活着，为自己活着。 路很黑，因为天上没有星，也没有月。 路的尽头就是孙玉伯的花园。 那也是他所熟悉的，因为他曾经一次又一次地在园外窥探。 他始终没有看到他所希望看到的。 他只看到了自己悲惨的命运。 风中忽然传来马蹄声，在如此静夜中，蹄声听来分外明显。 叶翔停下脚，闪人道路旁黑暗的林木中。 他的反应不算太迟钝。 来的是三匹马。 马奔得很快，在如此黑夜中，谁也看不清马上坐的是什么人。 但叶翔却知道。 马蹄声中，还夹杂着一声声铁器相击时所发出的声音，清脆如铃。 那是铁胆。 只要有陆漫天在的地方，就能听到铁胆相击的声音。 “陆漫天果然来了！” 孙玉伯显然已准备动用全力。 陆漫天做事本来一向光明正大，无论走到哪里都愿意让别人先知道“陆漫天”来了，可是他今天晚上的行动却显然不同。 他们走的是最偏僻的一条路，选择的时间是无星无月的晚上。 这么样做可能有两种意思： 孙玉伯的召唤很急，所以他不得不连夜赶来。 他们之间的秘密关系还不愿公开，他们要万鹏王认为孙玉伯已孤立无助，这样他们才能找出机会反击。 “因为你若低估了敌人，自己就必定难免有所疏忽。” 他们的反击必定比万鹏王对他们的打击加倍残酷。 三匹马都已远去了，叶翔还静静地站在榕树后面的黑暗中。 黑暗中往往能使他变得很冷静。 他想将这件事冷静地分析一遍，看看孙玉伯能有几分胜算。 he can not. 他脑筋一片混乱，刚开始去想一件事时，思路就已中断。 他忽然觉得头痛如裂，忽然双腿弯曲，贴着树干跪下了。 现在他已无力思考，只能祈祷。 他全心全意地祈祷上苍，莫要对他喜欢的人加以伤害。 这已是他惟一能做的事。 粗糙的树皮，摩擦着他的脸，他眼泪慢慢流下，因为他已无力去帮助他所喜欢的人。 He didn't dare either. 他走到这条路上来，本是要去见孙玉伯的，可是现在他却只能跪在这里流泪。 铁胆被捏在陆漫天手里，竟没有发出声音，因为他实在捏得太紧。 他指节已因用力而发白，手背上一根根青筋凸起。 桌上摆着盛满波斯葡萄酒的金樽，金樽前坐着看来已显得有些苍老的孙玉伯。 他本想开怀畅饮，高谈阔论。 但是他已没有这种心情，他心里沉重得像是吊着个铅锤。 曙色已将染白窗纸，屋子里没有别的人，甚至连平日寸步不离老伯左右的律香川都不在。 这表示他们谈的事不但严重，而且机密。 陆漫天忽然道：“你能证实韩棠和孙剑都是被十二飞鹏帮害死的？” 老伯点点头，“嘣”的一声，他手里拿着的酒杯突然碎裂。 陆漫天又道：“你没有找易潜龙？” 老伯道：“明后天他也许就能赶到，我叫他不必太急，因为……” 他神色看来更疲倦，望着碎裂的酒杯，缓缓接着道：“我必须先跟你谈谈。”