Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones

Chapter 35 Lime Martial Saint, Hiding Deep

"I have money!"

Seeing that no one answered, Song Ming's heart sank, and suddenly he had an idea and used his money-making ability.

"I can give each of you... fifty thousand!"

Song Ming looked at the four bright-faced people, and offered to buy his life, to buy his own life.

"[-] each, as long as you let me go, how about it?" Song Ming's voice trembled, revealing a frightened plea.

Hearing this, Wei An quietly observed the other three people.

The fox mask and the saber were indifferent, but the gray-clothed man's eyes rolled, as if a little moved.

"kill!"

In the next second, the fox mask made an icy sound, pulling the blade with a murderous intent.

"Hemp!"

Song Ming was terrified, gritted his teeth, and roared, "If you don't give me a way out, I'll fight you guys."

He raised his long sword, held it out brazenly, and rushed straight at the fox mask, as if he was going to desperately.

However, he just took a step, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards another person.

It was a feint!
Song Ming knew very well that he escaped death surrounded by four people, so why not give it a go and choose one of them as a breakthrough.

As long as he can repel that person in an instant, he can break out of the encirclement and get a chance to escape.

The swordsmanship of the fox mask is vicious, and it is of the eighth rank. Song Ming feels that even if it is one-on-one, he may not be his opponent.

Zhanma Dao is powerful and heavy, as stable as a rock, and it is not easy to mess with at first sight.

Although the man in gray didn't have a weapon in his hands, his boxing skills were equally fierce, which should not be underestimated.

These three people are all genuine eighth-rank, and Song Ming is also eighth-rank. He is not sure that he can repel any one of the three in an instant.

then!

The direction Song Ming chose to break through was Wei An!

Only this person didn't show much, and he didn't seem to be very strong.

"Hey, you're coming at me?" Wei An was startled for a moment, and after carefully watching Song Ming's actions, he immediately understood.

"Dare this guy treats me like a persimmon, thinking he can break out from me?"

Wei An was speechless, and couldn't laugh or cry.

He had been playing soy sauce just now, and he didn't intend to fight for credit. He never expected that this move would become a sign of weakness in Song Ming's eyes.

As soon as Song Ming rushed out, the long sword burst out with powerful force, tearing the air, accompanied by a sharp cry, and swung a sword shadow, like a flower stamen enveloped.

"White lotus with pistils!"

Wei An recognized Song Ming's killing move at a glance, and he performed well, reaching the level of mastery.

At this moment, several thoughts flashed through his mind.

The swordsmanship used by the fox mask is not the white lotus swordsmanship, and the number of ways is a bit strange.

Zhanmadao was simple and rude, and he couldn't see his details.

The man in gray has good boxing skills, but his moves are a bit wild.

In other words, none of these three people used the martial arts of the Land Tiger Gang, as if they had nothing to do with the Land Tiger Gang.

Thinking of this, Wei An already had calculations in his mind.

He watched Song Ming kill him, and performed the white lotus knot unreservedly. However, Wei An, who had practiced the white lotus knot to perfection, was too familiar with this style, and it was full of flaws in his eyes.

Wei An's feet moved together, first he took half a step forward, left his body, turned his waist, twisted his ankle, and moved a step to the right.

Brush brush!
Heavy swords descended, but they all brushed against Wei An's body, and none of the swords could touch the corner of his clothes.

Song Ming tried his best to kill him, but it just failed.

This scene fell into Song Ming's eyes, as if seeing a ghost, and the whole person was immediately dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

puff!
The next moment, Wei An suddenly took out a bag of things, taking advantage of the moment Song Ming lost his mind, and lightly smashed it on Song Ming's face.

The package exploded immediately, and a large amount of dust scattered out.

"Ah, my eyes!"

Song Ming yelled and backed away, stroking his face with his hands and shaking his head.

From the time he feinted his shot and used his killing move on Wei An, to the time he was hit by the bag, the whole process happened in a matter of seconds.

The three people in the fox mask were all staring at Song Ming, and they were about to besiege him. They didn't see the whole process, but after a blink of an eye, they suddenly heard Song Ming yell, and dust scattered.

The three of them didn't know what the dust was, so they hurriedly stopped and stepped back, confused.

"This is lime powder?!"

The next moment, the three of them in the fox mask recognized what the dust was, and were speechless for a moment.

No one expected that Wei An would not talk about martial ethics, but resorted to unscrupulous methods and hurt Song Ming's eyes.

You must know that the physical strength of warriors far exceeds that of ordinary people, and the wind howls with every punch and kick.

If you smash lime powder at a martial artist, they can blow the lime powder back upside down with just a wave of their hand.

A mortal's indiscriminate means can't hurt a warrior at all.

In the face of real strength, all operations are just fancy and vulnerable!
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Song Ming couldn't see anything anymore, he was terrified, he hacked wildly with his sword, and screamed in despair.

"Die!" The horse knife man didn't say much, and cut Song Ming in half with a horizontal slash.

The world is quiet.

Then, the fox mask took out a flag and spread it out, with a striking golden character embroidered on the blue base cloth.

"Yan!"

This is the flag of the Yan family!
The fox mask threw the flag on Song Ming's body, and said to Wei An and the others: "Our mission is complete, let's go back."

After all, she left on her own.

Zhanmadao cupped his hands, ran into the night without saying a word, and disappeared quickly.

Seeing this, the man in gray didn't stop, just pointed his toes, and fled away.

Wei An looked at the three people, then at the three corpses, and thought: Don't you touch the corpses?
Well done, then I'm welcome!
Using both hands, Wei An quickly searched the three corpses, found three money bags, and then turned and left.

Into the city!

Wei An walked around the city, and after confirming that no one was following him, he returned to Dihu Martial Arts Hall.

"Well, let's see what we get."

Wei An entered the room, took off his disguise, and immediately took out three money bags.

The two purses are shriveled, and the money is not much, adding up to just over 1000 points.

The other money bag belonged to Song Ming. This guy was obviously rich, and he carried more than 5000 low-grade rough stones with him.

"Not bad."

Wei An was overjoyed.

In the blink of an eye, the next day, a breaking news quickly spread throughout the city.

The Huo family's son-in-law, Song Ming, was ambushed and murdered on the way back to Baishui City, and the flag of the Yan family was left on the scene.

During this time, the Yan family and the Tiger Gang were fighting each other over a rough stone mine, and their swords were at war.

The Yan family seemed to want to teach the Dihu gang a lesson, so they killed the son-in-law of the Huo family.

"Song Ming..."

The corner of Wei An's mouth twitched when he heard the news, and he looked at the sky outside the window, the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building.

In the evening, he received a reward from the Zhou family, [-] low-grade rough stones.

(End of this chapter)