lethal arsenal

Chapter 37 Disagreement
click!
Lan Chengchun hurriedly parried with the iron rod in his hand, and with unparalleled ferocious power, he attacked, and he was thrown flying with a single blow.

A martial artist who has practiced to a certain level, such as changing blood, can easily lift hundreds of catties of weight.

A martial artist at the blood-changing level, wearing hundreds of catties of iron armor and holding a 82-jin Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand, can still kill seven in and seven out of the crowd, showing his invincible posture.

Lan Chengchun is at the level of exchanging blood, skin membrane, flesh, muscles, bones and blood, the last of the four major exercises.

At the same time, he also has a great ability to invite the upper body of the gods, but the strength of the slashing from Lin Dong's body, let alone hundreds of catties, is probably not more than a thousand catties.

What's even more exaggerated is that the ferocity and hostility are mixed in the crazy sword intent, like a sick and angry tiger, or a crazy cow, which is really the worst of all evils.

pat!

Lan Chengchun flipped a few somersaults on the roof before he dug his foot into the bricks and stopped himself.

"Hmph, interesting."

Lan Chengchun got up from the ground, wiped the corner of his mouth, his lips were full of bright red blood.

"Master Monkey? That's all you can do?"

Lin Dong sneered.

Lan Chengchun gritted his teeth, but directly shook his head and said, "I won't fight with you. Today, if I fight with you, I will lose. Some people can deal with you."

"If you don't fight, I will fight!"

Lin Dong dashed out, his face full of anger and evil, almost hit Lan Chengchun.

"enough!"

There was a loud noise, like a firecracker exploding in the ear.

At the same time, a piercing sound came.

Lin Dong's head buzzed, and the ghost's head in his hand slashed, but it didn't come out, and a strong resistance came from the blade.

Lin Dong twisted his head, and turned his head in an unimaginable arc to look backward.

Lan Chengchun was terrified, as if he had seen an evil ghost in human skin.

Lin Dong turned his head to look.

What I saw was also Ma Xinyi's face burning with anger. In his hand was an iron chain two fingers thick, one end was in his hand, and the other end was wrapped around Guitou Zhandao.

"I just said, someone will clean you up."

Lan Chengchun raised his neck, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Struggling for power, beating up colleagues, letting go of Bai Lian, even Ma Xinyi can't protect you, you're doomed brat."

Lan Chengchun wiped away the blood and spoke firmly.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Lin Dong suddenly let go of the ghost head chop, with five fingers together, his palms like knives, and with an arc-shaped step under his feet, the two palm knives simultaneously slashed at the dwarf Lan Chengchun, cutting off his ribs with one knife, and taking his head with the other.

Yeah!

Lan Chengchun let out a cry, and reacted strangely. He scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks first, tilted his head, and twisted his body. The iron rod was stuck in the middle of the tiles, and it was stable. He directly retracted his body bones, like a monkey climbing a tree.

Lin Dong elbowed him close to his body, knocked away the iron rod with his shoulder and back, and grabbed it with one hand.

The action was dangerous and urgent, Lan Chengchun's five fingers had some strange changes, his fingers were thick and short, but they were full of strength, the monkey's paw suddenly landed on Lin Dong's shoulder, and hooked hard.

Tear!

A large piece of Lin Dong's military uniform was pulled away, exposing his muscular and strong arms.

Lan Chengchun practiced day and night to claim that the monkey's paw, which is said to be able to leave marks on iron and crush bones, did not even leave a single white mark.

Lan Chengchun's pupils shrank, feeling bad.

At this moment, Lin Dong's palm knife was about to plunge into Lan Chengchun's chest suddenly, his body was full of peerless and savage murderous aura, which did not seem to be fake at all.

"This guy is crazy."

Lan Chengchun secretly regretted that he should not have used him as a raft.

As the King of England Chen Yucheng's Four King Kongs, what enmity could he have with Lin Dong, a pawn?
What Lan Chengchun really wanted to do was to overwhelm Ma Xinyi and deal with Lin Dong, but it was just his throwing stones to ask for directions.

What I never expected was that Lu didn't ask, his grandma's, and asked about a hard iron plate.

It was a big loss.

The iron chain swings sideways.

Ma Xinyi gritted his teeth, and the chain protruded like a snake, biting Lin Dong's arm, making muffled noises.

It was as if an iron snake had bitten a piece of rubber.

The affix [Brave Bull Skin] is to increase Lin Dong's defense, but this kind of defense is not like Shaolin's copper-headed iron arm, but full of toughness like the bull's devil's skin.

The iron chain entangled Lin's hands.

Lin Dong's ferocity didn't stop, he dragged Ma Xinyi over with a strong force, his arms were entwined, and the ferocious aura hadn't faded away, Lin Dong raised his foot high above his head, and then fell down suddenly!

Just like the evil fire cloud god in the movie, he smashed half of the gambling stalls with one foot.

boom!
He slashed down with a heavy kick, like an ax adding to his body, Lan Chengchun drew out the iron rod and put it in front of him to resist.

clang!The iron rod made an obvious arc, and Lan Chengchun flew out like a rag, and was directly swept into the air by a big kick, and then fell heavily.

The tiles of the roof are cracked layer by layer.

Boom!

The roof collapsed.

Lin Dong grabbed the knife with one hand, but was dragged by Ma Xinyi with an iron chain, and the two jumped off the eaves at the same time.

……

"Grass!"

"Why are you disobedient?"

Ma Xinyi's face was flushed with anger, and the veins on his neck were throbbing.

Zhang Wenxiang on the side hesitated to speak, and hurriedly scolded the surrounding soldiers away, "His grandma is a bear, whatever you look at, go back."

Zhang Wenxiang's face was serious, and the soldiers looked at each other, carrying long barreled muskets on their backs, avoiding the imminent dragon-tiger fight.

"I want to kill him."

Lin Dong said without hesitation, his eyes were also scarlet, and the murderous aura was still there.

"Cut, chop, chop? Do you think you can kill anyone? I want to kill Zeng Guoquan and become king directly? Is it possible?"

Ma Xinyi was also extremely angry, and the two brothers who had recovered their lives blushed for the first time in the sea of ​​corpses.

"He robbed me? Can't you see it?"

Lin Dong's face regained a bit of calm, but it was this coldness that made Ma Xinyi's heart throb.

"I know, I've seen it all, brother! He stole your merits, I have plenty of ways to deal with him, but you beheaded him in full view, what should I give to the king of England, the other is the brigade commander sent by the king of England! It's the supervising army."

Ma Xinyi clenched his fists tightly, hooked his body slightly, and pressed his forehead against Lin Dong's.

He pressed his rough fingers on Lin Dong's shoulder, and said through gritted teeth, "Damn him, I want to kill him more than you. But you shouldn't do it. The general will inevitably die in battle, and the battlefield is his destination."

"Do you understand Yin?"

"Besides, do you know that the king of England will come to inspect tomorrow. Are you slapping the face of the king of England by beheading him? This is slapping me in the face of the eldest brother."

Ma Xinyi said every word.

"Ha ha."

Lin Dong sneered.

"We three brothers lived and died together, and shared wealth and honor. How can there be so many bad things, and I will kill Chen Yucheng together if I offend you."

Lin Dong really wanted to tell Ma Xinyi this way, but the words stuck in his throat in the end, and he asked another question instead.

Another question that chilled him.

"Why didn't you notify me today?"

"White Lotus Sect has entered the city, I am the only one who doesn't know the news!"

Lin Dong raised his brows, his angry eyes were finally facing Ma Xinyi, and he refused to give in.

Ma Xinyi was about to squeeze out the word "well" on his forehead, his face was ashen.

"With me and Wenxiang here, more than 100 guns can't protect you?"

Ma Xinyi thought that Lin Dong was angry about this matter. He was used to being the eldest brother, so it was difficult for him to understand Lin Dong's sensitive mind that longed for respect.

Or in this era, superiors versus inferiors, even fathers versus sons, rulers versus ministers, adults versus common people!

One sentence, I am for your own good, can put all the suffering and hardships on the inferior people.

As long as the final result is not bad and meets expectations...then, the sentence "I treat you well!" can be established.

The problem is that Lin Dong is not from this era.

He has a pride in his heart.

"Ma-Xin-Yi!"

Lin Dong grabbed Ma Xinyi's collar and yelled sharply: "I tell you the fuck, I treat you as a brother and respect you as a big brother. I hope you treat me as a brother and a relative."

"It's not that Lao Tzu is your subordinate, don't you fucking forget who dragged you out of the pile of corpses."

Intertwined anger was constantly circling and brewing between the two of them.

"Yuanjue, how can you talk to elder brother like this."

Zhang Wenxiang scolded the left and right a long time ago.

There were only three of them around at the moment.

Humph.

Lin Dong gave Zhang Wenxiang a hard look, pulled out the ghost head from the ruins, turned around and left.

Zhang Wenxiang looked at Lin Dong, then at Ma Xinyi, in a dilemma.

"Let him go."

Ma Xinyi shut his mouth tightly, his abdomen made a muffled thunderous sound, and he breathed out a mouthful of bad breath, which kept rushing back and forth between his confidantes.

Ma Xinyi clenched the hand holding the iron chain into a fist.

The iron ring was crushed into pieces by his big hand.

Faint white smoke floated from above Ma Xinyi's head, and for the first time there was a major conflict between the three brothers.

"Since ancient times, mountains and rivers have always been dependent on each other, and the gap is thicker for a while."

"Wenxiang, don't blame him. He is not sensible now, but he will understand my difficulties in the future."

When Ma Xinyi said this, it was like drinking charcoal and swallowing a needle, a six-foot tiger-shaped man, with tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)