People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 47 Kuang Feihu!Two peaches kill three warriors! (third change)
Kuang Feihu is thirty-six this year, and his martial arts has already stood at the top of the seventh level.

He is tall and slender, with a big beard on his face. Although his facial features are full of evil, but with a beard, he gives people a sense of boldness.

Staring at Shi Hanshan's bloodshot eyes, Kuang Feihu soon sighed.

"Two days ago, you went to the bloody camp, and when you came back, you couldn't remember your mind. In the past two days, you smashed 38 sandbags..."

"So what happened that day?"

Hu Xiaoying is a bandit village to the outside world, and its reputation is full of viciousness.

Internally, it is the home of Shi Hanshan and others.

Everyone in the village is neighbors and brothers. Shi Hanshan grew up here. Although he and Kuang Feihu have no blood relationship, they are called uncles and nephews, and they have a deep bond.

At this moment when Kuang Feihu asked, Shi Hanshan was silent for a long time, but in the end he just sighed.

He kept punching the sandbag again, as if the sandbag was Lu Ming himself.

Until a big hand patted Shi Hanshan's shoulder heavily.

A soft, deep yet powerful voice came from Kuang Feihu's mouth and fell into Shi Hanshan's ears.

"Han Shan, when you were young, your father died fighting for the Tiger Roar Camp, and your mother died of illness more than ten years ago."

"When you are only as tall as my waist, you will live and eat with the adults in the village and practice martial arts."

"I watched you grow up little by little with my own eyes, step by step until today. When I succeeded to the first head, I chose you as the second head within a few days."

"Because I know you, Shi Hanshan, what a strong person you are, what a hero with potential!"

Kuang Feihu's voice made Shi Hanshan raise his head slowly.

Their eyes met, Kuang Feihu said sincerely: "Hanshan, we are uncles and nephews, but we are also brothers who live and die together."

"Do you still remember the slogan of our Tiger Roar Camp?"

"Heavier than gold, brother!"

"If you have any doubts, questions, or tangles, just tell me. Even if you go up a mountain of swords and into a sea of ​​fire, as long as I can do it, I will risk my life to help you!"

Kuang Feihu clacked his chest with his other hand.

Shi Hanshan's eyes slowly became wet as he thought about all the past events.

His lips twitched, and after a while, he opened his mouth like a mosquito.

"Uncle, I'm sorry for you..."

"What's wrong? Tell me if you have any regrets for me! There is nothing sorry or worthy between the two of us. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours."

Shi Hanshan's facial features twisted, and he sat down on the ground and began to cry loudly.

"Old uncle! Old uncle!"

"I hesitated! I really hesitated! I almost couldn't resist the temptation! I almost wanted to kill you!"

"Then Lu Ming... Lu Ming took out a book of sixth-grade true skills, and he said...he said..."

A powerful big hand gently caressed Shi Hanshan's head.

Kuang Feihu's voice was full of tenderness.

"In that case, kill me."

Shi Hanshan suddenly raised his head, and what he saw was Kuang Feihu's decisive eyes.

After a long time, Kuang Feihu said again: "Then kill me."

After finishing speaking, he smiled loudly, showing his pride!

"We who are bandits are both robbers and businessmen!"

"Since you are a businessman, you must have your own business experience in your heart."

"You said that guy named Lu Ming, since he can buy my life with the sixth-grade true power, then I will give it to him!"

"I am 36 this year, and you are only [-] this year!"

"My martial art is almost cut off, but your martial art has a promising future."

"I exchange my life for the sixth grade, it's worth it! It's worth it!"

"Why don't I just give him my head!?"

As he said that, Kuang Feihu laughed wildly three times, and slapped himself on the forehead with all his strength.

Shi Hanshan shuddered suddenly, and instinctively grabbed Kuang Feihu's wrist.

The huge force brought up the palm wind, which made Kuang Feihu's hair tremble, but luckily it didn't hit...

"Let go, I don't want this life anymore! Give me my head in exchange for real power!"

"Uncle! Big brother! This is impossible..."

"Brother, use my life to fight for the slightest possibility for you! I am willing!"

"No! Absolutely not! If this happens, I will feel uneasy for the rest of my life!"

During the stalemate, suddenly someone came to report.

"The envoy from the Blood Fiend Camp has arrived and said that he wants to meet the two heads of the family and will give them a generous gift."

Hearing the words Xueshaying, Shi Hanshan and Kuang Feihu's eyes sank.

The stalemate gradually dissipated.

After thinking about it, Kuang Feihu snorted coldly.

"Han Shan, follow me to see what kind of tricks the Blood Fiend Camp is up to!"

……

Huxiaoying Juyi Hall.

Kuang Feihu and Shi Hanshan sat on top, looking down.

Below, an armored warrior stood with his head held high, no fear on his face even though he was in the enemy camp.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and oppressive, until Kuang Feihu snorted coldly, his voice was like thunder.

"You still dare to come!"

"You people from the Blood Fiend Camp dare to appear in front of me!?"

Yingfang laughed loudly: "Why don't you dare?"

Kuang Feihu slapped it hard, breaking the armrest of the mahogany chair on the spot.

He roared angrily: "The head of your family dares to provoke the relationship between me and my brother, do you think you should die!?"

After saying that, he suddenly calmed down his anger and said in a deep voice: "But our Huxiao camp also follows the rules. I won't kill you today. I will go back and tell your boss that if you deliver the things he promised Hanshan before, he can still live. Three I can’t see anything in the sky, and you will definitely leave no chickens or dogs in your bloody camp!”

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of heroes from the Tiger Roar Camp below roared in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Amidst the majestic murderous aura, Ying Fang suddenly smiled.

"Don't you want to see what kind of gift my boss has brought you?"

When the voice fell, Kuang Feihu slapped his palm, and the boys below immediately shut their mouths.

He leaned forward and looked down at the British side.

"I have been in the Tiger Roaring Camp for [-] years. Apart from the things your family promised to give to my second brother, what else have I not seen?"

Ying Fang didn't speak, but just took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and handed it to Kuang Feihu.

Kuang Feihu took the medicine bottle in doubt, uncorked the bottle and sniffed it lightly, his complexion changed instantly.

Before he could make any reaction, Ying Fang already spoke loudly: "Qi Blood Pill! This is a gift from the head of my family to the head of the family, please accept it with pleasure."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the stunned expression of everyone present, they came to Shi Hanshan again.

This time, Ying Fang's expression was full of kindness and smile.

For some reason, Kuang Feihu felt a chill in his heart.

The British side took out another medicine bottle and handed it to Shi Hanshan.

Shi Hanshan took the medicine bottle in a daze, and then listened to Ying Fang's loud voice.

"Qudu Pill! This is my family's head, and it's a gift for the second head."

This time, he added one more sentence: "Our head said that we had a good chat with you that day..."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without saying a word.

About three seconds later, Yingfang was almost at the door, when Kuang Feihu's furious voice suddenly came from behind him!
"Two peaches kill three soldiers! What a cruel and vicious plan your Blood Fiend Camp has!"

Ying Fang turned his head abruptly, and saw Kuang Feihu flying towards the sky like a big roc, with the murderous intent gushing out from his eyes, which was frightening.

Until the British side speaks again!
"Our head also said that if I can't go back, you have to look for the shadow of that true skill in the fire!"

As a result, the heavy punch stopped an inch in front of the Ying side, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

"Farewell! Don't give it away!"

(End of this chapter)