The Warriors of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 462 Crisis
Dongfang Sheng finally decided to retreat, but at this time, the gate of Tianjiazhuang was blocked, and the gate was blocked by a group of strong middle-aged people. They all had the same costumes and long swords, and everyone was murderous. Obviously all veterans of the battle.

Dongfang Sheng complained secretly, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​breaking out and go back directly to fight with the group of young people in black tights.

What Dongfang Sheng and the others didn't know was that there was a fierce controversy surrounding him in Tianjiazhuang at this time.

A group of aging old men were sitting around a round table. Their faces were covered with brown age spots, which showed that they were all very old.

"He has already entered Zhuangzi, should we let him go?" said a tall old man with thinning hair.

As soon as the old man spoke, a small group of old men followed suit.

But in the end, everyone turned their attention to the face of a thin man wearing a black iron mask.

Although this man couldn't see his face, judging from the skin on the back of his hand, he was also aged, but his knuckles were thick and his arm muscles were tight, which made him look like he was still young.

"Everyone thinks that the current king should be killed to vent his anger?" The masked man's voice had a hint of metal, apparently using some means to cover up the original voice.

As soon as the man in the black iron mask spoke, all the elders fell silent.

"What's the matter with the lord? We are just doing business with people's money to eliminate disasters for others. What has it to do with him?" A ruddy old man said with some disdain, "He is the king of heaven and I can't control us. Sometimes we just find a place to hide, and we are afraid that he will get a ball!"

As soon as this statement was made, many people followed suit.

The man in the black iron mask snorted and said: "You can hide, but if they use the power of a whole country to deal with you, aren't you afraid? Besides, things don't seem so simple this time, I'm afraid someone wants to It's just killing people with a knife."

"Hey, what you said is light, it's nothing more than that the current emperor is your high apprentice!" A bloated old man said in a strange way, his body was very wide, and the chair underneath seemed to be moaning.

"Fat Mantis, what do you mean!" the man in the black iron mask asked the fat old man.

"Everyone understands what I mean!" The fat old man called Fat Mantis was not afraid of the man in the black iron mask, and said carelessly: "You have been riding on top of us and giving orders all these years, but you have never shown your face. , What kind of leader are you, a person who hides his head and shows his tail? How can you say that you are thinking of everyone here?"

While Fat Mantis was speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the originally quiet conference room, and a group of strong black-clothed killers broke in from the outside, directly controlling the scene with crossbow arrows.

"Today, those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish!" Fat Mantis laughed wildly, "If you agree to obey my orders, you will not die, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless!"

puff!
As soon as Fat Mantis finished speaking, he winked at a black-clothed killer at the side, and saw a black-clothed killer shoot an old man to death with a crossbow. The red blood and white brains on the round table flowed all over the table, which made people feel chilling.

"Tsk tsk, really, old thirteen, why are you so impatient? Look at this." Fat Mantis looked at the old man who was shot and pretended to let out a tear and said.

His purpose of playing this move is nothing more than to tell everyone that he really knows how to do it.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Three discordant applause sounded.

Fat Mantis looked up and saw the man in the black iron mask sitting there and applauding leisurely.

"Hey, sharp gun! No one else knows what you look like, so I'm going to take a good look today!" Fat Mantis jokingly walked towards the man in the black iron mask. "You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise the group of people under me will not have eyes for crossbow arrows, and it will be bad if they are like the old thirteen."

The man in the black iron mask replied mockingly: "I think you have planned it for a long time, so you must have colluded with outsiders to make this happen, right?"

The Fat Mantis didn't respond, but the way he strode forward with an angry roar already explained everything.

The fat mantis grabbed the black iron masked man's throat with his hands as claws. If he pinched it firmly, the black iron masked man's throat would be directly crushed.

At the same time, those black-clothed killers ambushing by Fat Mantis aimed their crossbow arrows at the man in the black iron mask. If there was any movement, they would directly pull the trigger and shoot the arrows into the body of the man in the black iron mask.

"Why don't the people at the beginning of the ground make a move?" The man in the black iron mask shouted angrily, and at the same time stretched out his hand to hold Fat Mantis's hand.

boom!
At the same time, another group of black-clothed killers with red cloth strips wrapped around their arms attacked from outside. Although this group of people was small in number, they were superior in strength. Most of the chances of resistance were killed.

"Haha, Gunslinger, you still keep this move!" Fat Mantis said sadly, at this time everyone knew that his situation was over.

The man in the black iron mask squeezed Fat Mantis's phalanx with force, and at the same time quickly threw three punches that hit Fat Mantis' chest and lower abdomen, and then withdrew his hand.

puff!

Fat Mantis vomited a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground. Judging from the black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, the man in the black iron mask showed no mercy.

"My ancestors have been killers for generations, and this craft has been carried on since the Warring States Period." The man in the black iron mask looked at the fat mantis sitting on the ground and said, "However, each generation of descendants will branch out. , in order to prevent the entire family from being wiped out, killers are not safe in the first place, if they provoke some people who shouldn't be provoked, no matter how strong the killer alliance is, it will not be able to withstand the blow."

"Ouch." Fat Mantis vomited another mouthful of blood, and said with a miserable smile, "So the current emperor is really not your apprentice?"

"Yes and no." The man in the black iron mask said.

Fat Mantis smiled wryly and said, "Are you still lying to me? His marksmanship is obviously similar to yours, and everyone knows that."

"Hey, every generation of us will have a side branch, so you should know that not only I know my family's marksmanship, but also the patriarch of that branch." The man in the black iron mask said with a sigh.

"So that's it!" Fat Mantis laughed suddenly, "But there is one thing you don't know. I have already found that book, and I just need to decipher the secret inside...haha."

Before Fat Mantis finished speaking, his face froze and he died immediately.

(End of this chapter)