lethal arsenal

Chapter 42 Fighting the Long with the Short!

At dusk, at the end of the street, there is mist.

A three-foot-high flagpole raised three lanterns to guide people.

The vermilion lanterns are painted with lacquer characters.

"Tangyuan Li."

Throwing a shawl, a bearded man with a magnificent figure and muscles like a dragon entrenched, stopped in his tracks.

He casually placed the Zhanglong gun on the outside booth.

"Boss, are there any salty glutinous rice balls?"

The thick bearded man's voice was hoarse, and he asked under his throat.

He didn't sit down Shi Shiran until he got the answer yes and everything.

"These days, it's rare to eat salty glutinous rice balls. Is the guest officer from the Guangzhou government?"

The old man who was playing on the stove raised his head and asked cheerfully.

A wrinkled old face, a felt hat weighed down her hair like snow.

Through the smoke lingering from the stove, the old face met the eyes of the big bearded man. This man did not look like an ordinary person.

The bearded man immediately understood.

He smiled boldly and said, "I'm considered a boy from the Northland, but I've been wandering around all these years, only the glutinous rice dumpling that King Hong Tianwang rewarded back then is still fresh in my memory."

"I see."

The old man selling glutinous rice balls said a word, and then stopped talking.

At this time, the bearded man rolled up his sleeves, showing his strong muscles like iron, and said: "Brother, I told you why I came here, but I haven't asked you yet? There must be a charter, right? In these years, I have passed by Suzhou Mansion and Luzhou Mansion more than once, and this is the first time I have seen salty glutinous rice balls."

The old man who cooked the glutinous rice balls frowned slightly, and said after a while: "The vacuum home, the old mother without birth, the saint descended, the white lotus was reborn, and the saint has a secret decree to come to pick you up."

Tangyuan Li replied truthfully. While talking, a big spoon probed from the bottom of the boiling and smoking pot, and fished out several glutinous rice balls of the same size and thickness, floating on the chicken soup.

When the bearded man heard the word "receiving someone", his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sighed in his heart: "Su Tianfu is really good at it, and he can hook up with the White Lotus Sect, so he really didn't betray me. But, didn't you agree that he was from the Maitreya lineage? Why did he send a boy under the seat of the saint to rescue him, this is really..."

The big bearded man took a bite of the glutinous rice balls that had just come out of the pot, and the delicious smell came out of the bowl immediately.

He finished the glutinous rice balls in a few mouthfuls, and even licked the bottom of the bowl clean.

The big bearded man wiped his oily lips, held up the big gun with one hand, and said, "Let's go!"

"Go? Where?"

Tangyuan Li was stunned.

Hearing this, the bearded man frowned: "Aren't you here to pick me up?"

Tangyuan Li let out a chuckle at this moment.

"It's picking up people, but I didn't say picking you up? The matter of the king of heaven, at least this matter, we of the Bailian saintess line will not participate. Seeing that you are also a person who is doing great things, the money for the glutinous rice balls will be waived for you."

"Of course, sir, if you are willing to switch to the command of General Miao, we are also happy to pick you up..."

"Stop, I misunderstood, although Commander Su and General Miao are both leaders of the Nian Army, I am not a half-hearted person."

The big bearded man's voice was somewhat gentle.

"Master, look over there, the person who picks you up is here."

Tangyuan Li pointed at the street.

In the thin mist of twilight, one person walked quickly, stepping on the slate, stepping on the stone slab, like dense rain knocking on the window, coming quickly.

He passed through the heavy fog, and the first thing he revealed was a handsome face like a knife.

The eyebrows are like knives, and the figure is thin. He is carrying a ghost head beheaded and tied with a red cloth.

Like a blazing fire through a gloomy fog.

"Hey."

The bearded man sighed.

"I was counting on someone to pick me up, but I didn't expect an evil spirit to arrive."

The bearded man said so.

"How can a mere evil ghost be your opponent, the King of the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest?"

Tangyuan Li watched the play and said.

The bearded man heheed, "What kind of tiger am I? If I am as tall as the sky, I can be called a leopard."

"Wen Chi came from the red leopard and breathed ten thousand miles away. Master Liu, you still have a long way to go. According to the little old man, this evil spirit can't hurt you at all."

The glutinous rice balls are sold well by Li.

"I think so too."

Liu Qianlin threw down a piece of silver, grabbed the gun in one hand, and strode forward to meet it.

……

"A certain family does not kill unknown people under the gun, and the name is given to those who come!"

The tiger and leopard roared, and the sound of exploding came from Liu Qianglin's mouth.

A man like an iron tower holds a big gun, and if he hits it there, he will be a mass of inappropriate prestige.

"Hehe, I finally found you."

Lin Dong rushed forward without a word of nonsense.

He has no interest in naming the other party. Lin Dong only has Liu Qianlin's head worth tens of thousands of gold in his eyes.

"The living work hard, but the dead are safe. Brother Liu Qianglin, I will lend you my head."

Lin Dong took a step forward, flew up, and slashed across with the ghost knife.

The 1.6-meter-long thin beauty was too inconvenient to hold up, so Lin Dong didn't bring it with him.

"Inch length and inch strength! With a short knife, where do you get raw melon eggs?"

Liu Qianglin let out a low growl, and with a flick of his big gun, he let out bursts of dragon roars, and the tip of the gun was like a dragon's head, and he slammed head-on.

"An inch is short, an inch is dangerous, a sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, and I am invincible!"

Lin Dong roared like a ghost, flicked his wrist, swung the saber away fiercely, and stabbed with a shot.

Clap, rub, scratch sparks in the twilight!

To fight the long with the short, you should have the courage to die with no regrets.

Kill the short with the long, you should have the spirit of ten swings and ten decisions.

Lin Dong tried his best to get close to him. Master Ruan's saber technique was like a bird in the air. It flashed in his mind and left a deep mark on it.

The light of the sword is like a speck of surprise in the twilight!
There was a touch of disapproval deep in Liu Qianlin's eyes.

The big gun trembled, like blue waves surging to the sky, but Liu Qianglin's gun was so overwhelming that Lin Dong couldn't breathe.

As soon as the two joined hands, they fought for more than a dozen strokes without taking a breath for a moment.

Lin Dong's saber light still couldn't cut through Liu Qianlin's forehead an inch, but the big spear stabbed Lin Dong three or two times. It was because of his strong physique, hard skin, and full tenacity that he managed to persevere. However, even so, there were bloodstains on his shoulders.

"Ordinary people are killed by one shot by me. If you get scratched, you will lose most of your combat power. You have been shot three times. The more bloody and brave you are in the Vietnam War. This is the first time I have seen this general."

Liu Qianglin said sharply, trying to soften Lin Dong's mind.

"General? You're a stray dog ​​who hangs out with the Nian army, and you're also worthy?"

Lin Dong said with an evil look on his face.

He slashed sharply, approached Liu Qianlin, and almost broke Liu Qianlin's defense with a question in hand.

"I never betrayed him, but..."

Before he could say anything, the light of the knife had already slashed in front of him.

Liu Qianglin stretched his eyes, and the barrel of the gun drew an arc, and quickly stopped it.

Huge force struck... Common sense, with Lin Dong's strength, is enough to cut the wax wood pole in two.

But Liu Qianglin deserves to be called the King of Northern Martial Arts Spears.

The big gun couldn't stop shaking, and unleashed the force of Pang Ran. At the same time, the barrel of the gun bent, and the tip of the iron gun slammed into Lin Dong's instep. Lin Dong's hair almost stood on end. The big gun was as fast as a meteor.

The iron spear pierced through the instep and plunged into the ground at an angle.

The masonry crumbled piece by piece.

The severe pain distorted Lin Dong's facial features.

If you get into a fight and suffer losses every time, can't you be more agile?

The anger in his heart was like a frenzy, and with a swipe of the blade, he slashed across.

Liu Qianlin leaned back and let go of the big gun.

The blade cut across, leaving an inch of blood on Liu's shoulder.

Fighting close to his body, one for one, Lin Dong was pierced through the sole of his foot, but the opponent only injured his shoulder, which did not affect his actions. Boy Lin obviously suffered a big loss.

"You hurt your foot, what are you fighting with me for?"

The tower-like man, with a smirk on his face, clasped his hands together, making a creaking sound of joints.

Lin Dong smeared the blood soaring from his body on the Ghost Head Knife, the ghost head carved on the handle of the knife, and lightly wiped it, the eyes of the ghost head on the knife handle were scarlet, as if arousing ferocity.

"In the fourth year of Jiaqing, white meat was cut all over with a knife, Wang Cong'er, the leader of the White Lotus! The noodles contained spring, but the meat fell like snowflakes."

"In the fifth year of Jiaqing, Yao Zhifu, who lasted for nine years and ended the uprising, which spread to more than ten provinces in Hubei, Henan, Sichuan, Guangxi and Shaanxi, Aguier!"

"During the Daoguang period, Peng Chunsheng, the shocking traitor who assassinated the governor of Liangjiang and the leader of Shilin Tao Shu, how did he die? His five sense organs were dug out, his limbs were cut off, and he died of pain."

"He is Liu Qianlin, the gun king of the Northland, what a fart!"

The ghost head knife is like a psychic, and the black knife is covered with blood, red like a torch.

The ferocious ghost on the hilt of the knife opened his mouth at this moment, rambling about his past achievements.

"That's right, Liu Qianlin is a fart."

Lin Dong said silently in his heart.

He pulled out the big gun pierced through the sole of his foot, threw it aside casually, and said with a surly smile: "You don't have a gun, what are you going to use to fight with me!"

"The old man is a master of martial arts, his body is full of muscles and bones, and everything can be used as a gun."

Liu Qianlin twisted his fist, and immediately his stride seemed to fly, his body was like a short spear, and he punched him.

"Hmph, the difference between tongue and tongue."

Lin Dong gritted his teeth and endured the pain, stepped on the ground with his left foot, dragged the knife, and galloped backwards.

The cutting edge and the floor tile rubbed sparks.

"Hahaha, brat, your foot is injured, and you still run because you are afraid that the wound will burst."

Liu Qianlin chased after him, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

When he thought of the bet with Chen Yucheng, a bright color flashed across his brows, as long as he escaped today, he would be able to fly like a fish and let a bird fly in the sky.

Three thousand soldiers and horses join the Nian army, at least they can exchange for a happy king!

I'm just a little sorry for Si Hai'er.

Even if he was a ghost, he would say something from the bottom of his heart for himself, but I didn't even protect his wife and children.

Sorry!

However, there will be no regrets in the future.

Thoughts together.

Liu Qianglin's eyes were wide open, his body leaped into the air, his arms were like iron spearheads, and he shot toward Lin Dong's back waist.

And this time.

Lin Dong still jumped onto the eaves, looking at the majestic body rushing down like thunder, he twisted his steps and jumped to a higher place.

The two made the final blow and fought in the air at the same time.

"Dragon hanging on the moon!"

Lin Dong's cervical vertebrae and thoracic vertebrae twisted at the same time, his body rotated to an unimaginable degree like a demon god, and a blood-red saber glowed on Ghost Slash.

Liu Qianlin was shocked.

There is nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air.

Only then did he understand Lin Dong's true intentions.

If Liu Qianlin still had a big gun in his hand at the moment, he might not be able to struggle to resist it, but he was impatient and obsessed, and he thought it was his opponent who wanted to run away...

There are not so many ifs in this world.

Huangtu Baye turns his head empty!
Lin Dong opened his mouth and howled, and uttered a terrifying dragon chant. Chen Sheng's dragon-shaped bones before his death vaguely showed a three-pointed appearance on him, cut!The ghost knife fell suddenly.

Liu Qianlin was shocked.

He looked around, and suddenly found that he was dragged into the vegetable market entrance of the execution ground.

Liu Qianlin's eyelids twitched and he sweated like a waterfall!I was startled to feel the cold on the top of my head.

It seems to be sprayed by a cold spring.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and when his vision recovered, he saw an astonishing red light!
cut!
The ghost's head was chopped off.

A head of a high-class man was smashed to pieces with a knife, blood gushed like a fountain, the lid of Tianling was cracked, and the wet hair seemed to be drenched with blood. Lin Dong felt dizzy before his eyes, pressed Liu Qianglin's shoulder with his knee, and fell to the ground with a loud crash.

The tragic state of the Northern Spear King before his death was simply impossible to look directly at.

Goooo!

The boiling water in the cauldron boiled three times.

A long cry pierced through the vigorous mist.

"Sell glutinous rice balls, sell glutinous rice balls."

Tang Yuanli's shouts rang in Lin Dong's ears.

(End of this chapter)