Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 74
"What's your name, backhand?"

The boy's face was full of shock, his throat couldn't help rolling up and down.

He quickly moved his butt a few inches back, tried his best to stay away from the long knife, and said with force, "My name is Yang Baize, and I'm not a backhand."

"Bai Ze? It's a good name,"

Li Jun raised his chin and said jokingly: "But next time you tell such a lie, remember to put the things in your arms away first."

Yang Baize's face, which was already as pale as paper, suddenly turned blue, and he lowered his eyes subconsciously, while shaking his shoulders, as if he wanted to reach out and cover his chest.

But the next moment, he found that there was nothing on his chest except blood stains.

Severe pain came from the severed openings of both arms, and the young man was startled to realize that he had been fooled, and grief and hatred were mixed on his face for a moment.

"Hehe, it seems that there is really something hidden, is it the brain tissue slice of your ancestor Yang Zhan?"

Li Jun moved his body to make himself sit more comfortably.

The abdominal wound was itchy unbearably, and the Dzogchen Golden Bell Shade was trying its best to repair the hole that was transparent from front to back.

"Yang Huchou's trick of playing Chen Cang secretly is not very clever, but the victory is that he is ruthless enough to take so many lives, including himself, as a cover for you. Abandoning the car to protect the handsome, it is no wonder that those people will be deceived."

"If you hadn't just happened to see the three of us fighting for our lives here, I'm afraid you would have escaped already?"

The young man bit his lip, buried his head and said nothing.

Li Jun's eyes fell on the other party's body, and he smiled meaningfully.

"The two arms that were cut off and the fact that he can still live to this day must have been implanted with some life-sustaining devices in advance, right? So Yang Huchou planned to do this a long time ago?"

"Take out the things, I can give you a way to survive."

Seeing Li Jun speak, Yang Baize's heavy shoulders suddenly relaxed a little, and he leaned back against the Taishi chair, adopting the same sitting posture as Li Jun.

"I, the Yang family, almost died because of this ancestral legacy. Do you think I will give up to others for my own survival?"

The young man shook his head and shook off the locks of hair that were stuck together with blood on his forehead, revealing a sense of determination in his brows.

"Since everyone is dead, what's the use of keeping this brain tissue slice?"

Yang Baize said without hesitation: "Although the young and strong are dead, the women and children are still there. This is the hope for the rise of the Yang family."

Li Jun raised his left hand and patted his thigh, the crackling sound was like clapping.

"The courage is commendable, but the brain is a bit weak. I can kill you now to get half of the slice, but you have to take a life in vain. The result is the same for me, but for you, the difference is very big."

"There's no need to be afraid of death. At least I, Yang Baize, are worthy of my ancestors and my clan! If you want to rob me, just open my internal organs and get them!"

The young man suddenly bowed his body, swung his head like a young animal on the verge of extinction, and took out the fragment with the heron painted on its horn from his bosom, rolling his lips and teeth vigorously to swallow the fragment into his stomach.

In Li Jun's eyes, this fierce and stubborn expression looked like a tree-shaking mayfly whose antennae had been torn off.

"Hey, the blood in this body is still not cold enough, I have to practice again."

Li Jun shook his head and sighed, laughed at himself, and shouted: "Hey, slow down, give me half of that egret, and I'll let you take the rest."

Yang Baize's body trembled when he heard the words, but the movement of biting the picture scroll did not stop at all, but became more rapid, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

If Li Jundong was watching the fire, he saw through the other party's careful thinking, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "If you think you can take advantage of my kindness to raise the price, then you are thinking too much. Believe it or not, I will send you to see your ancestor Yang Zhan right now?!"

"Pooh!"

Seeing that his mind had been guessed, Yang Baize immediately stopped his movements and opened his mouth to spit out a mouth full of confetti.

After swallowing for a long time, what he ate was only the auspicious cloud pattern around the scroll, and the egret in the middle was still intact.

He raised his eyes to stare at Li Jun, and said slowly: "You are a good person."

"Because I'm a good person, so you use this little trick to coerce me?" Li Jun sneered.

Yang Baize shook his head violently, and said in a difficult voice: "I just want to gamble once, to see if I can make the sacrifices of the brothers and elders in the clan worthwhile."

"What if I watch you swallow it?"

Li Jun frowned on purpose, being caught out by a brat with compassion, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Then I'll die solidly, at least I tried my best."

Yang Baize sat up suddenly, slammed his knees on the blood-stained blue bricks, kowtowed respectfully in Li Jun's direction, his voice trembling, "Thank you."

Li Jun's body seemed to be electrocuted, and he moved away quickly, the corners of his mouth were tense, unable to say a word.

In this fucking world, the one who was robbed actually said thank you to the one who robbed him.

Weakness is a sin.

In the eyes of others, I am also a guilty person.

Li Jun let out a long sigh, and the hot anger in his heart made his voice extremely hoarse, "My name is Li Jun, I borrowed this thing from you, and I will return it to you."

"No need, ten years later, this ancestor left me like a shoestring!"

The young man shook his head with a very confident tone.

"Do you think you can become the champion?"

"Why not?"

Li Jun frowned, "Even if you use your ancestor's brain tissue slices, it's probably as difficult as climbing the sky, right?"

"This thing is Yang's wish, but not my wish, Yang Baize. I can read this book myself!"

The words are clanging and resounding.

Even Li Jun's heart is as tough as Li Jun's, and his heart is shaking at this moment.

The young man stood up with his thin and thin body staggeringly, with his back straightened, he grinned into the main room.

This time, he did not use northern Mandarin, but shouted at Li Jun with a Shu dialect:

"You're considered a good person. I'm a child who can see it. Why are you so guilty? This is the way the world is, but I can change it! It won't be long, you just wait."

The voice is clear and clear, but it reveals a sense of grandeur and heroism.

Li Jun stared blankly at Yang Baize's figure disappearing into the night. The half heron was crushed under the foot of a chair, and the fractures were all marked by teeth.

At this time, the communication that had been disconnected for a long time was finally restored.

Amidst the deafening explosion, two distinct high-pitched voices came from the left and right ears.

On one side was Zhao Qingxia's roar, and on the other side was Gu Yong's heart-piercing howl.

"Gu Jia. Gu Jia! Fuck the goddamn god, is there anyone who can breathe? Hurry up and save me!"

"Enough rest, it's time to work."

Li Jun shook his aching head from the noise, and stood up on his knees.

He tore off a strip of cloth from his ragged military uniform and wrapped it around his waist, stretched out his hand and drew his knife, and strode forward.

(End of this chapter)