Genius commoner

Chapter 187 is really dead
The wind blew slowly, and the sound of the one-eyed man falling to the ground echoed in the ears of Concubine Song and the others, like a bolt of lightning piercing into everyone's heart.

Many people died tonight, and there were more cruel and bloody scenes, but the death of the one-eyed man was the most shocking. It wasn't because of Mo Qixiong's tyranny, or because of the one-eyed man's inferior skills, but because Concubine Song Si had already stood up and shouted Ye Zixuan, a member of the Song family, was still brutal and merciless in killing them. This arrogance was enough to instantly kill everyone in the audience.

Looking at the dead body on the ground, Long Aotian and Gu Dafo both had youthful blood in their eyes.

Ye Kuangren was also very happy: This kid has a temperament like me.

When the audience stared at the one-eyed man in silence, Ye Zixuan took off the silver needle on Mo Qixiong's wound, and waved someone to help the latter who had completed his mission. Mo Qixiong had already completed the enemy he had to face, and the wound would not allow If he persisted, he would only destroy himself if he continued to fight fiercely. Mo Qixiong also knew this, and he was unwilling to leave the stage.

Song Sifei came to her senses, pointed at Ye Zixuan and yelled, "Ye Zixuan, do you dare to kill my Song family?"

Ye Zixuan had a playful look on his face, and took a step forward to look around the audience: "I heard that tonight is the decisive battle between the Three Gangs and Longgu. There are 150 people. Whoever stands at the end will be the winner. The rules also require that no invitations be allowed." The foreign aid made the move, and now, the Song family appeared in this arena of life and death, can any of you give an explanation?"

Ye Zixuan's voice suddenly sank, sweeping every corner of the audience:
"Long Potian, can you give me an explanation?"

"Witness group, can you give an explanation?"

"Member Ye, can you give me an explanation?"

When the audience was quiet, Ye Zixuan unceremoniously nodded to the three gangs, and slapped his face: "Long Gu is weak and lacks manpower, but he fought brazenly in accordance with the rules of the world, killed nearly a hundred players but did not dare to violate the rules, Why? Because they are magnanimous in their hearts and respect morality, so even when Grandfather goes to battle, he will submit a post for a physical examination."

"Although the battle situation in Longgu today is tragic, and there are still many good fighters left in the three gangs, everyone has a clear conscience."

"Everyone wins and loses with glory."

"The weak Long Gu still behaves in every step, why do the powerful three gangs play tricks?"

Ye Zixuan looked at the three gangs of children who bowed their heads invisibly: "Who among you can tell me why? Don't you have the confidence to win this battle? Or have you never thought about winning in an open and honest manner? Tonight's battle, with Song If everyone makes a move, the three gangs will win, do you think you have a bright face? Will someone take a high look?"

"They will only say that the three gangs have the right time, place and people, and they have to mix in with the masters of the Song family to fight in order to win."

The faces of the three groups of disciples were ugly. Although they wished Ye Zixuan and the others to die, and wished to win the victory earlier, they couldn't refute Ye Zixuan's slap in the face. They even began to feel that even if they won tonight, the The joy and achievements will also fade because of the masters of the Song family, and they will also be talked about by people in the rivers and lakes.

Long Potian and Qing Wushuang couldn't help but feel sorry for the one-eyed man who died on the stage just now, but now they feel that he is just a piece of rat shit. It will become that the three gangs that have already opened up are worried about losing, and invite foreign aid to fight again to win the decisive battle.

Many people turned their gazes to Concubine Song Si, with sullen faces on their faces.

"Concubine Song Si, you shouldn't have come tonight."

Ye Kuangren's smile became vigorous again at this time, and a faint joke flashed in his eyes: "You just let the Qinglong gang annoy you, and now the three gangs will hate you, do you know why? Because you let their efforts tonight go to waste, The Three Gangs have killed so many people and shed so much blood, all of which have lost all meaning because of your stupid actions."

"Even if we win tonight, the Three Gangs will not be happy."

Song Sifei snorted coldly: "It's not that they are incompetent, I want to help."

Ye Kuangren said noncommittally: "He is really a teammate like a pig."

Concubine Song Si didn't pay attention to Ye Kuangren's yin and yang, nor did she care about the angry eyes of the three gangs. She stared at Ye Zixuan in front of her with her beautiful eyes, and said word by word: "Ye Zixuan, this bastard, I must kill him!" Not only did he dare to kill members of the Song family without saving face, he also dared to provoke the relationship between the three gangs and me."

Several girlfriends and playmates around him were also coaxing, shouting for Ye Zixuan to pay a heavy price.

Concubine Song Si also stopped moving and looked at Xu Sanshao coldly.

Xu Sanshao suddenly patted his thigh: "I remembered who he is, he is the guy who shot my brother's calf three times."

The playmates around Song Sifei who wanted to kill Ye Zixuan fell silent for a moment.

"Boy, it was a misunderstanding just now, but we are willing to pay the price for the misunderstanding."

At this time, Long Potian, fluttering in white, left his seat, walked onto the ring slowly, clutching his ribs, and then looked at Ye Zixuan and the others with a smile: "The person who died was a member of the Song family, but he was also a member of the Qinglong Gang, so it can be considered He is a member of the upper three gangs, but Brother Ye thinks he is not, and thinks that we have fouled, then we will admit it, after all, it is a bit borderline."

Long Potian is indeed a character, and his frivolous words weakened the nature of the incident. He admitted that the one-eyed man made a mistake in the battle, but put the mistake on the sidelines, and then added: "We are willing to pay the price. In this way, We only keep the last four places, and the rest of the vacancies are removed, if we lose four more games, "

"We will lose this battle."

Long Potian was polite: "I don't know what Brother Ye wants?"

Ye Zixuan raised a smile on his face, and replied noncommittally: "Mr. Long is really a diplomat. This kind of thing can be eliminated and faded away. He even used dispensable quotas to fool us. His tactics are clever. If not, you will continue to retain the dozen or so places, but these three guys cannot play, do you agree?"

His finger pointed at three offerings: "Even I will give you twenty places."

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Long Potian's smile froze instantly, annoyed in his heart that this kid is really vicious, so he directly pulled out the bottom three to get rid of the finale three people. Without three enshrined players, today's victory will be variable, and there will be no more than 20 people. He may not be able to beat Ye Zixuan and the others, after all, the strength Mo Qixiong showed just now made him dare not underestimate it.

At that moment, he said with a smile on his face: "Brother Ye, otherwise you will have to be reasonable and merciless."

In the next second, Long Potian straightened his body and shouted: "Brother Ye, if you feel that the four places are not sincere enough, then Long Potian will occupy one of them. A few days ago, on the outskirts of Pengcheng, the owner of the village encountered a group of violent people." The bandits attacked him, and he was shot three times and broke two ribs. Today, in order to explain to Brother Ye, the owner of the village was injured and shot."

When countless disciples of Longzhuang shouted for the owner of the village, Long Potian put on an awe-inspiring look, as if he was willing to sacrifice himself to make up for his mistakes. Using the rib injury as a bargaining chip made people feel that Ye Zixuan and the others took advantage enough.

And because he played with injuries, he can be forgiven for winning or losing.

"Master Long said so much, it would be too much for Ye Zixuan not to follow."

Ye Zixuan smiled faintly: "It's just that Ye Zixuan doesn't take advantage of the Dragon Manor, and I also use my brother with an injured calf to fight against the Dragon Manor."

"Zishu!"

"exist!"

"war!"

Mei Zishu, who was wearing a thick suit, came up with an injured leg. He and Ye Zixuan had a good understanding. When talking about the brother whose calf was injured, he quickly rolled up his trousers to expose the wound, letting everyone know that he was The injury was not watery, and it also suppressed Long Potian's trick to win sympathy. At the same time, it also made Long Potian feel depressed for a while.

Depend on!
Fighting against a wounded kid, what is this?Winning or losing is embarrassing. Long Potian was very unhappy. He didn't expect that Ye Zixuan's move not only cut off his calculation of establishing a righteous image, but also put himself in a corner where he must win. He was just irritated in his heart, but on the surface Still polite, flashed a dagger and said:
"Please."

Mei Zixuan also picked up a dagger and said politely, "Please."

The distance between the two was very close, Long Potian suddenly chuckled: "Okay, young hero."

After being praised, Long Potian suddenly let out a clear whistle, raised his arms, and stabbed out with a knife, straight to Mei Zishu's chest.

With this move, he took the lead, Mei Zishu's whole body seemed to be enveloped by the wind of his saber, not only could he not change his moves, he couldn't even dodge.

It's just that Mei Zishu didn't dodge.

Seeing Meizi standing still, Long Potian suddenly felt that he was worrying too much. Such a kid with a bad leg injury was probably used by Ye Zixuan as cannon fodder to watch his moves and combat power. The shadow of the knife dissipated, the distance narrowed, and the knife stabbed directly at Mei Zishu's heart. The poisonous snake spat out a letter, simple but direct.

It's just that Mei Zishu, who was slightly sideways, didn't fight at all, nor did he move the pain and retreat to avoid it.

With a muffled sound, the dagger pierced Mei Zishu's coat and pierced his skin.

Long Potian was surprised, he was very puzzled that he succeeded so easily, the victory came too simple, too easy, which made his hand gestures slightly stagnant.

At this moment, the dagger in Mei Zishu's hand pierced Long Potian's heart with a poisonous snake spit letter.

Suddenly, all movements stopped, and even the wind seemed to die.

In the blink of an eye, the battle is over.

Everyone's expression changed, looking at the two on the ring in disbelief.

The same knife, the same movement, the same wound, but Mei Zishu's knife penetrated deeper.

The blood fell down with the wind, and dissipated when it blew.

Long Potian didn't even feel the sharp pain, only felt a chill on his chest.

Then his whole body suddenly became cold.

There was a little more blood on the ring, as bright as agate, Mei Zishu's face began to turn pale, but he still had no expression at all, but his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Long Potian quietly, his eyes flickered A faint joke: "Your knife is still one centimeter away from my heart, Master Long, you have lost this battle."

Long Potian's face seemed to have been brutally ravaged, distorted, and his eyes were full of surprise, pain, and anger.

He would never believe that such a person as Mei Zishu existed, let alone that he died just like this.

Only, he was really dead.

Nearly ten thousand people looked at Ye Zixuan and Mei Zishu with a different meaning.

(End of this chapter)