Chapter 21 twentieth fiasco

Wei Tianpeng's face turned blue, and his palms were sweating. "You don't regret it?" Bu Ying refused to answer. Refusal to answer is already an answer, an answer that will never be misunderstood by others, and will not be misunderstood by others. "Okay." Wei Tianpeng gritted his teeth: "Since you are not afraid of bleeding, why should we be afraid?" He suddenly yelled, his voice was sharp and shrill, like a ghost whistling in a barren mountain, or a wolf howling in a snowy field. This is the signal they agreed upon. signal of attack. The night was as cold as a knife.

In the distance, there are many swords and halberds, and under the light of the dancing flames, there is a frightening cold light. The head is on the neck, the blood is on the chest, the arrow is on the string, and the knife is in the hand. The order to attack has been issued. A sharp whistle resounded through the night sky. Bu Ying actually still sat still, except for his heart and blood vessels, his whole body didn't move. The swords and halberds lined up densely in the distance did not move, and the men and horses did not rush over. Wei Tianpeng's expression changed. Their organization is strict, orders are strict, and discipline is strict.

His orders never fail. Old Master Song suddenly smiled: "Maybe the people you brought this time may not have very good ears, so they didn't even hear you calling them." Wei Tianpeng ignored him.Howl again, sharper and louder. Old Master Song covered his ears and sighed: "Even the deaf should hear this time." But the people and horses in the distance still didn't move.Cold sweat broke out on the tip of Wei Tianpeng's nose. Bu Ying suddenly spoke again, his voice was as cold as a needle stabbing a sword and cutting a knife. "They're not deaf."

"Why can't a deaf person hear?" "They can hear." "Why don't you rush over if you can hear me?" Old Master Song narrowed his eyes again: "Swords, guns, swords and halberds are coming down, chopping us up one by one?" "Because I haven't asked them to come over yet." "You'll believe it right away." Bu Ying waved his hand suddenly and said two words: "Come here!" His voice was neither sharp nor loud, but as soon as he said these two words, the people and horses in the distance moved. Move very slowly.

Seventy healthy horses, carrying one hundred and forty people, walked slowly into the camp illuminated by the fire. There are two people on each horse. The person in front of him, dressed quickly and holding a bow, arrow, knife and halberd, was Wei Tianpeng's soldier. It is true that they have been trained for a long time, but now everyone is sitting in the saddle like a wooden man, their bodies are stiff, and their faces are full of fear. Because there is someone behind them. Behind everyone, there is another person, with a sharp knife, against their waist and eyes. Xiao Fang suddenly found out that those prodigal business travelers who were still singing and drinking by the campfire just now were much less. There were originally more than a hundred people, but now they have been reduced by half.

This half of the people had already arrived on the horses, on the horses of the soldiers under Wei Tianpeng, stuck to the backs of these soldiers like shadows, and pressed a sharp knife against the waist and eyes of these soldiers. They are the real fighters. Their actions are as light as civet cats, as swift as poisonous snakes, and as accurate as the five-flowered arrow god's arrows. When Wei Tianpeng's subordinates were waiting for the order to attack, they were concentrating on preparing to attack, and all their attention was focused on the tent with black eagle feathers hanging from the top...

Suddenly, everyone found that there was an extra person behind them, and everyone felt the piercing chill of the sharp knife on their waist eyes, and everyone heard someone behind him saying: "Don't move, you will die if you move!" Before they even started to gamble, they had already lost. fiasco! Someone once used eight words to describe Wei Tianpeng - as quiet as a mountain, as stable as a rock. But now his whole body has collapsed. Complete breakdown.He had never experienced such a fiasco. Liu Fenfen's maiden-like beauty and smile has now become old, pale and haggard like a newly mourned widow.

Now she is not half of a human being, but a human being. The half of her that belongs to the "demon" has been wiped out under this ruthless and painful blow, completely wiped out. Bu Ying looked at them coldly. "Although you are defeated, you are not dead yet, and the seventy well-trained and invincible fighters outside you are not dead yet." He asked word by word: "Do you want to die? Do you want those seventy soldiers to die with you?" There is no need to answer this question, and no one is willing to answer it, but the soul searcher who never opened his mouth answered it.

"We don't want to die." Poisonous hands search for souls, but life is lost. But the person who kills is often more afraid of death than the person killed by him. The murderer often kills because he is afraid of death. Bu Ying sneered: "Is it the last moment?" "yes." "Now you still have a sedan chair. There may be a top expert in the sedan chair, or there may be enough gunpowder to blow us all to ashes." Bu Ying said again: "Do you still want to gamble?" "We don't want to." The soul searcher rushed to say: "There are no masters in the sedan chair, and there is no gunpowder, only..."

He didn't finish the sentence. Panchabana suddenly punched him hard on the face and sealed his mouth. The soul searchers who are famous all over the world can't avoid this punch. I'm afraid there are very few people in the world who can avoid this punch. This punch has neither fancy moves nor complicated changes, only speed. Amazing speed, unbelievably fast, terrifyingly fast. When Soul Searcher fell down, there was probably not a single complete tooth in his mouth, the bridge of his broken nose had moved, and blood gushed out from his broken lips, as if he had been cut open by a butcher knife.

Speed ​​is power. Everyone's face changed color, until now, everyone could see the power of Panchabana. He watched the soul-searching hand fall down coldly before opening his mouth. "I am not a disciple of a famous school, nor have I learned your superb martial arts. I am just a rude, savage and ignorant Tibetan. In your eyes, I may be similar to a wild animal." Ban Chapa said: "But what I said Always counts." No one knows what he's going to say?I don't know why he didn't let the soul searcher tell the secret in that sedan chair? Only Bu Ying knows. "What he wants to say is what I want to say." Bu Ying said, "What he said is as effective as mine." They stared at each other, and the eyes of the two people had already expressed their mutual trust and respect. What Panchabana said surprised everyone. "We don't want to know what's in that sedan chair, we don't want to hear it, and we don't want to see it!" His voice was cold: "What if someone told me what was in that sedan chair? What if someone let me see what was in that sedan chair? Whoever he is, I will kill him!" Xiao Fang looked at him in surprise, wanted to speak, but held back, no one could figure out why he would do this. Panchabana turned to face Wei Tianpeng! "Now the war between us is over and you have suffered a fiasco. You have to accept our conditions." Wei Tianpeng is no longer as stable as a rock. His hands were already trembling, his lips were trembling, and it took a long time before he could ask a word. "What conditions do you have?" Ban Chabana had already shut his mouth, and retreated behind Bu Ying. He has power, but he never shows it lightly. He has power, but he never abuses it. He never opened his mouth when it was time to shut up. No matter in any place, in any organization, there is only one person who calls the shots. Now that he had said what he wanted to say, he waited for Buying to order like everyone else. Bu Ying finally spoke. "You can take that sedan chair with you, but you can't go like this." He stated his condition: "Each of you must leave something behind before you can go." "What do you want us to keep?" Wei Tianpeng's voice was hoarse when he asked this sentence. "Leave something that will make you remember this lesson forever." Bu Ying suddenly turned to Liu Fen: "What do you think you should keep?" He is the one who gave the order. His words are orders, and no one dares to disobey them. Why did he ask Liu Fenfen?Why not ask others?Just ask Liu Fenfen? Liu Fen was also surprised, but suddenly her eyes lit up. She suddenly understood what Bu Ying meant. When she looked at Bu Ying, it was like a sly fox looking at a hawk catching a fox.Although fear and awe, but with a feeling that no one else can understand except themselves. They seem to have understood each other. Bu Ying also knew that she had fully understood his intentions, so he let go of her gaze, and said flatly: "As long as you say it, I will agree." Liu Fen seemed to be still hesitating, but a sly and vicious smile flashed in his eyes. "We came together, what I leave behind, they should also leave behind." She continued slowly: "I have already left one hand." Xiao Fang also has hands. His hands were cold, and now he also understood that Bu Ying had already figured out that she would say that, so he asked her. He believed that she would never hesitate to betray anyone in order to protect himself. Bu Ying had no expression on his face. "That's what you said." He asked coldly, "Do you think this is fair?" "Yes." Liu Fenfen replied immediately: "It's absolutely fair." Bu Ying no longer spoke, nor looked at her.Hold the edge of the blade with two fingers, and slowly send what was just taken from Wei Tianpeng's hand to Wei Tianpeng. He didn't have to say anything more. What else can Wei Tianpeng say? He has failed miserably. A person who has been defeated miserably has nothing but blood to shed besides tears. Endless blood flow!