Chapter 740 National Enmity and Family Enmity (13)

The plan needs to be coordinated. When the Jagged Pirates attacked the island country's army stationed on Dy Island, major events also happened in the island country. Ye Qian has always paid attention to two-handed preparation when doing things. Only in this way can the island nation's attention be diverted, and the island nation's leaders have no time and energy to investigate this matter.

Let's not mention this for now.

Seeing the other party's embarrassing appearance, Mo Long immediately lost interest, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt. Glancing at the group of people, Mo Long said: "To save trouble, you can go up to twenty at a time!"

The leader ordered twenty people to go up again. Many people are powerful. Although they are also very scared in their hearts, but with so many people accompanying them, they will naturally be more courageous. Mo Long took out the Huoyun from his waist, flipped it over to face the light, and suddenly there was a cold glow. The frightened soldiers couldn't help but tremble all over, and with a loud roar, they bravely rushed towards Mo Long.

Holding the gun high, he rushed up desperately. Although the dagger is short, its power lies in the person who uses it. When the dagger was in Mo Long's hands, it flew up and down as if it had life, and the cold light scattered in all directions. Every time the knife is thrown, it will hit the opponent's heart, so that the opponent has no chance to fight back. In a short while, there were less than five people left among the twenty people.

Looking at their fallen companions, they became even more frightened and completely lost the courage to fight. Mo Long sneered, his body rushed up suddenly, and the dagger was thrust out quickly, piercing a person's heart immediately. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and stabbed the other man's neck with his backhand. Looking at the remaining two people, Mo Long flipped the dagger in his hand, and it twirled quickly in his palm but couldn't drop it. When it was about to reach the opponent's chest, Mo Long suddenly grabbed it, and the dagger spun and pierced into the opponent's chest. chest. Then he turned around suddenly, and a knife stabbed straight down from the top of the head of the remaining one. With a "poof", the blade was completely submerged, leaving only the handle outside.

Mo Long slowly pulled out the dagger, wiped the opponent's clothes, kicked him out, then glanced coldly at the remaining soldiers, and returned to Ye Qian's side.

Among today's Spikes, Mo Long's skill is probably the first except for Ye Qian and Ghost Wolf Bai Tianhuai. He has practiced ancient martial arts with Huangfu Qingtian for nearly two years, and he practiced in the Mohist's Guild The kung fu in the giant order that has been handed down for thousands of years is naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

If it wasn't for the uniqueness of Ye Qian's body, I'm afraid Ye Qian would not be Mo Long's opponent. However, by chance that night, Ye Qian's ancient martial arts directly rose from the realm of a first-rank warrior to a third-rank warrior. A qualitative change has taken place, and the kung fu is naturally not comparable to the past.

Li Wei was not willing to lose the prestige of iron and blood, so he hurriedly stepped forward, glanced at the remaining rebels, and said, "Thirty."

Frightened by Mo Long's ferocity just now, the Japanese soldiers couldn't help trembling. After hearing Li Wei's words, none of them dared to step forward, and even retreated unconsciously.

When the leader saw it, he roared angrily, "Baga", and then pushed one of them hard, pushing him up. Then it was like this again, pushing all thirty people up one by one.

Li Wei looked at the thirty people in front of him coldly, holding the dagger with both hands behind his back. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his eyes, his hands twitched, his body rushed forward, and when he turned around, six people fell down, all with their throats cut. When he was dying, he covered his throat with his eyes wide open, with an unbelievable look on his face. Li Wei didn't stop there. In Langya's mind, as long as the other party didn't die completely, he couldn't stop, including all the other party's people. No matter how many people you face, you can stop your actions only after everyone is completely dead. The remaining twenty-four people rushed forward, roaring out of fear. Retirement is also death, it is better to fight, maybe there is still a chance. But it's a pity, obviously, when they faced Li Wei, they had no chance at all. The blade had a cold killing intent, and the cold light mixed with fresh blood exuded a strong smell of blood and a biting coldness. Li Wei didn't stop at his feet. He slipped and rushed into the crowd. His left and right hands attacked at the same time, and the daggers flew like art. It didn't take long for the twenty-four people to cover their throats and fell down. .

Glancing at the rest of the people lightly, Li Wei's eyes were full of contempt, and he silently returned to Ye Qian's side.

In the two competitions, the opponent only had two people out, and they killed fifty of them. All the rebels had completely lost their combat effectiveness, their hearts were filled with fear, they couldn't stop trembling, and they all retreated involuntarily. People have the courage to rush up to the competition.

Di Rang glanced at Ye Qian, saw the latter nodded, and walked out. Ye Qian casually threw the blood wave over and said: "This is my most cherished weapon, I will lend it to you now, don't let me down."

Reaching out to take it, Di Rang put the dagger back into his waist, pointed at the remaining army and said, "Let's go together!"

The leader of the Revolutionary Army looked back, and found that his soldiers had already lost their combat effectiveness, and they looked at each other in horror. In this sea-windy night, they were covered in sweat. He himself is not, he just supports himself with his so-called samurai morality, otherwise he may be the same as them.

"Since you don't do anything, then I will do it first." As soon as Di Rang's voice fell, his figure flashed and stuck to everyone's side. The powerful yoga fist slammed into the chest of one of them, knocking him flying immediately, and even the people behind him could not escape bad luck.

Ye Qian couldn't help being startled by this scene, he suddenly realized that this kung fu is not like yoga, but more like Bajiquan popular in China. But at this time, Ye Qian was inconvenient to ask more questions, so he continued to read.

Di Rang's actions did not stop because of this, and he punched out a series of fists. Every punch is accompanied by the "click" sound of the opponent's bones breaking, which is crisp and pleasing to the ear, like a very rhythmic music. In the eyes Di Rang looked at Ye Qian just now, he already understood Ye Qian's meaning, that is, don't let these people die so happily, so every punch is just to break their bones, or shoulder bones, or hands. Bones, or leg bones, or ribs, the soldiers who fell on the ground kept wailing. If it was said that what Mo Long and Li Wei brought them was fear just now, what Di Rang brought to them now was more frightening and distraught, not only physical torture, but also mental torture.

The leader of the Revolutionary Army watched his men fall one by one, and slowly touched his back with his right hand, where a pistol was hidden. The so-called bushido spirit of the island country will only be displayed when they are sure of victory. Once they fail, they will despicably think of other methods.

But it's a pity that what he faced was not someone who talked about benevolence and morality all day long, nor was he a real gentleman or a hypocrite, but a real hero, a Ye Qian who only wanted to admit that he was a real villain . When he thought that no one knew about it, he drew his gun, but Ye Qian had already seen it. With a cold snort, Ye Qian's figure flashed, and he was already in front of him. He was so scared that he stepped back unconsciously, speechless in astonishment, and even the movements of his hands stopped involuntarily. down.

"Hmph, is this the bushido spirit that you islanders are proud of?" Ye Qian asked with a sneer, a dark light shot out from his eyes, he grabbed his right shoulder with his left hand, squeezed it slightly, and listened With a "click", his entire shoulder blade was crushed by Ye Qian, and he couldn't help but let out a wail.

"Di Rang, you can send them on their way." Ye Qian glanced at Di Rang and said calmly.

"Yes!" Di Rang replied, and he had no scruples in his strikes, just like slaughtering animals. He only heard screams, and those rebels would never be able to stand up again.

Faced with such a situation, the so-called Bushido spirit in the leader of the Revolutionary Army was also shattered, and his legs were weak. "Plop" and knelt down.

"Hey, what are you doing? Didn't your samurai spirit tell you that the end of defeat is caesarean section? Why are you kneeling?" Ye Qian sarcastically said contemptuously.

"No, our samurai spirit is all about fooling the common people. As long as you don't kill me, I promise you anything. I'll give you money, I'll give you women, just please don't kill me. Don't kill me!"** The leader of the army kept begging while kowtowing.

"Do you think I will be short of money? As for women..." Ye Qian deliberately dragged on the tone for a long time, looking at the person in front of him playfully, deliberately whetting his appetite.

The leader of the Revolutionary Army looked at Ye Qian expectantly, hoping that he would agree to let him go.

"Do you have a woman to introduce me?" Ye Qian asked playfully, "I like women from a good family, don't be a messy woman."

"Yes, yes!" The army said impatiently, full of hope in his heart, thinking that Ye Qian had promised himself, as long as he could meet his request, then he would be fine. "My daughter is sixteen years old, she is still a virgin, and I can give you my wife." The leader of the Revolutionary Army said hastily.

"Boss, don't promise him. Look at his appearance, my daughter probably looks like him, don't frighten you back after taking off your clothes." Li Wei shouted from behind.

Ye Qian shook his head helplessly, this girl clearly knew what he was thinking, and still said that.

"No, no, my daughter looks like my wife, she is an absolute beauty." The leader of the Revolutionary Army hurriedly explained.

"Not at all like you?" Ye Qian asked playfully.

"It's not like, it's not like at all." The army leader replied.

"Uh, then she is definitely not your own. Did your wife put a cuckold on you? But you don't care if you think about it. Who told you that all the men in the island country look like toothpicks." Ye Qian said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, she is not my own. She was conceived by my wife during a husband and wife exchange. I don't know whose child it is." The leader of the Revolutionary Army replied.

"Grass, that's a wild plant? You're really fucking 'great'." Li Wei couldn't help but shouted behind him.