A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 269 You disagree?Does it matter?
Huo Diange's face was full of disbelief. Hua Twelve's movement skills just now were unheard of in this world, and his methods were like ghosts, so he turned around and asked in a startled voice:
"Are you a human or a ghost? Are you using demon techniques or martial arts?"

Hua Twelve chuckled: "Of course I am a human being, and I also use martial arts. Master Huo, please don't interrupt me. Did you accept that time just now?"

Huo Diange's face was flushed, and he was speechless, so he had to say 'convinced'. According to the previous agreement, the eight tons of gold would be gone, so what should he use to explain to the emperor?

Ma San's eyelids twitched, Huo Diange's martial arts were a line higher than him, he was a master at Gong Baosen's level, but Hua Shier couldn't get past a single move in his hands, he finally knew how much this person he called "Little White Face" It's scary, it's wise for the old man to choose this man as his son-in-law!

Now Ma San has the urge to run, but if he runs, his wealth and glory will be in vain, and if he can't run, he won't say anything. As for Hua Twelve's marksmanship, he has no confidence in escaping his life.

Seeing that Huo Diange was choked by Hua Twelve's words, he immediately said: "My surname is Hua, just now you said that Master Huo and I would fight with you, you can't take your word for it!"

Huo Diange's face was a little feverish. How had a great boxer like him ever teamed up with someone to deal with a single person?
But he thought that the 'emperor's fate' was in his body, he gritted his teeth and said, "Exactly!"

Hua Twelve smiled, and hooked his fingers at the two of them: "Okay, I'll let you see Gao Shan!"

Ma San threw the iron spear to Huo Diange, and took out two Ziwu Yuanyang Yue from his back. He learned from Gong Baosen, and his boxing skills are Xingyi, but the weapon is the Baguamen's Yuanyang Yue.

Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows: "Hey, are you trying to compare weapons with me?"

Huo Diange blushed and did not speak, Ma San nodded and said: "That's right, you can use weapons if you want them!"

Hua Twelve was defeated by his shamelessness, pulled out a machine gun from inside the priest's robe, and sighed: "I didn't want to use weapons at first."

Huo Diange: "."

Ma San had a black thread: "The weapons I mentioned were swords, guns, swords and sticks. I didn't mention foreign guns, and you just stuffed a machine gun in your crotch and did the trick with Master Huo? How is this possible!"

Huo Diange felt ashamed: "Master Ma, stop talking!"

Hua Twelve put the machine gun back from under his robe, and drew out a broken sword again: "Come on, I have cold weapons too!"

Ma San's eyelids twitched wildly, he really wanted to ask, what else do you have in your crotch?
He shouted: "Master Huo, do your best, or we will all die!"

Huo Diange shook his heart, nodded vigorously, shook his spear, and the golden rooster nodded wildly, stabbing forward suddenly, the sound of piercing the air came, the tip of the spear turned into thousands of cold lights, thousands of cold stars, covering Hua Twelve's body It was shrouded in gunfire up and down.

Over there, Ma San divided his hands. When he used the mandarin duck axe, he walked in the gossip mud step, sideways to attack, and went around to attack Hua Shier's back.

Hua Twelve didn't bother to use any advanced swordsmanship, he held a broken sword in his hand, and when he saw a move, he heard a clang, a sound of metal hitting, and Huo Diange saw that there were only two iron prongs left in his hand, the thickness of a goose egg. The barrel of the gun was cut into five sections.

Ma San was even worse. The Ziwu Yuanyang ax in his hand originally had four points, nine blades and thirteen points. At this time, it had been cut into two circles and nothing was left. Huo Diange's two iron prongs can still hit people, what do you think? What can he do in these two circles.

Hua Twelve blew on the Yitian Sword and sighed: "Hey, what a trick, it's so easy to use!"

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Ma San and Huo Diange were going crazy to death at this time, they were too bullying, if you want to compare weapons, you can get a sword that cuts iron like mud, isn't it just playing tricks.

Hua Twelve had had enough fun at this time, he stuffed the Yitian Sword back from under his robe, the corners of Ma and Huo's eyes twitched as they watched, and after putting away the sword, he said to Huo Diange:
"Master Huo, don't say anything about the emperor's order. The little devil's gold is to buy arms. They are all Chinese people who want to fight. Your loyalty to the false emperor has been criticized by others. You really want to get involved in this batch of arms." If the matter comes up, it will really be infamous for thousands of years!"

"Your master sharpshooter Li Shuwen rejected the canonization of the last emperor, don't embarrass him!"

Huo Diange was so ashamed that he couldn't speak, because he knew what Hua Twelve said, the little devil must not have good intentions in buying arms, and he also talked to the emperor, but that person not only refused to listen, but also listened to the little devil's words, let him Responsible for escorting the gold.

Being picked up in front of someone at this time, Huo Diange no longer had the face to hold on, and stomped his feet: "Forget it, Huo will go and take his apprentices out of the Northeast, and never mention the matter of protecting the emperor!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma San quickly shouted: "Master Huo, don't be fooled by him!"

Hua Twelve smiled and said: "Master Huo, wait a minute, I have a grudge with Ma San to settle, and you are also a fellow in the martial arts world, please be a witness!"

Ma San was a little scared, his feet moved slightly, he wanted to give it a try, to see if he could run away.

Hua Shier saw his intention and reminded: "If you dare to run, I will shoot!"

Ma San didn't dare to move, his face turned blue and white.

Huo Diange made a decision. At this time, the shackles in his heart were lifted, and he became much more relaxed: "Master Hua, you are talking about the grievances between the Gong family and Ma San, okay, I will give you a witness!"

Ma San rolled his eyes wildly, and suddenly shouted: "Gong Er, tell her to come out!"

Hua Twelve stepped towards him: "It's enough for me to take your dog's life, and it's not necessary for Ruomei to take action. This time I come to the puppet capital, I just want to bring back the things of the Gong family. Ma San, are you going to kill yourself or not?" Let me do it?"

Ma San backed up and shouted loudly: "The things from the palace family are the most valuable, if you want to get them, you have to come from the palace family. You are just the son-in-law of the palace family. After all, you have a foreign surname. Why do you have it? I don't agree!"

Hua Twelve strode forward, and said with a loud smile: "I got the old man's reputation in the south, and naturally I have to get the reputation in the north, don't you agree? Does it matter?"

He said that he had already arrived in front of Ma San, and he raised his hand to grab it. Ma San didn't even have the courage to fight him now, and he didn't care whether the opponent would shoot or not. He kicked and tried to force Hua Twelve back, and then turned around just run.

But he didn't expect that Hua Twelve's hand was like a phantom, and he clasped his ankle with one swipe. When he poked his foot, he directly broke the foot that was supporting the ground. When he got up, a heaven and earth rebellion came on this mountain road.

Bang!Bang!
The ground trembled after these two smacks, and at least seven or eight bones in Ma San's body were broken by this move.

Hua Twelve stepped on his back and shouted, "Say!"

Blood was dripping from the corner of Ma San's mouth, and blood was coming from his nose, he said as if mourning: "I will return the things from the Gong family."

Hua Twelve laughed loudly: "It's okay if you don't pay it back. Let me tell you, it was taken for my son. I promised the Gong family that I would choose one of my sons to be named Gong. Okay, let's talk about it." You've earned so much, now it's time to hit the road!"

In the original plot, Gong Er didn't kill Ma San, but seriously injured him, because in Gong Ruomei's eyes, the face of the Gong family is more important than life, and she was afraid that others would say that the disciples in the Gong family beat the master, and the younger sister killed the senior brother. They are all animals.

Hua Twelve didn't care about that, his reputation was earned, if he couldn't beat Ma San to death, he would still heal his wounds to harm others, he stomped on Ma San's spine, and broke his heart.

A snowflake fell before Hua Twelve's eyes. He stretched out his hand to catch it, and the snowflake melted in his palm. He looked up at the sky, and saw the sky full of snowflakes falling, the corner of his mouth raised:

"It's almost Chinese New Year, it's time to go home and eat dumplings!"

(End of this chapter)