Chapter two hundred and eighty second Murong Fu shot
"Hey, what are you doing? It's been so long and you still can't figure it out!" A moment later, a man shouted impatiently.
Situ He seemed to also think that Wei Xiaobao was stalling for time, and gave him a cold look.
Wei Xiaobao was so frightened that his hands trembled and he almost lost control of the dishes in his hands. Suddenly someone laughed, "Are you scared?" It was a delicate female voice.
Wei Xiaobao looked up and saw a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old who had arrived at the gambling table at some point. He had not noticed that there was a woman among the thieves before, but he saw that she had a round face, a sweet appearance, and a pair of big eyes.
Black and shiny, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He was already frightened out of his mind, but when he saw this beautiful woman, his courage suddenly increased. He thought, I can admit defeat in a martial arts competition, but I can't lose at the gambling table, let alone such a beautiful young lady watching. I lose.
Wouldn’t it be embarrassing!
Immediately, Wei Xiaobao quickly shook the dice a few times, glanced at the beautiful girl, and with a move in his heart, he lifted the dishes in front of the woman and said, "Girl, please blow some air!"
The woman was stunned for a moment, "What to do?"
Wei Xiaobao smiled and said, "Beautiful girl blows, and you will be killed without compensation!"
The woman smiled cleverly and then blew on his dishes.
Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed, "It's done!"
Immediately after shaking the dishes twice more, they hit the gaming table hard with a "bang".
I opened the dishes and saw three dice spinning for a few times before stopping.
When everyone looked at the man in green, they were all dumbfounded, and secretly thought, "Oh no!"
The guards were overjoyed and shouted: "Haha, I won!"
"Master Wei won!"
But I saw that the three dice were "two, three, three", and eight o'clock was small.
A trace of anger flashed across Situ He's face. Looking at Wei Xiaobao's annoying smile, he wanted to stab him with a sword. However, the main reason why he led his people down the mountain this time was because he found out that the Qing army was passing by Wangwu Mountain and came here to kill one or two people.
A dog official destroyed the arrogance of the Qing court,
It’s just that I have already said that if Wei Xiaobao wins, I will spare his life, and the general of the Qing court is actually a timid boy like Wei Xiaobao, with no spine at all. Killing him will be useless for the great cause, but now
This trip to establish prestige cannot be in vain...
Glancing at the guards around him, Situ He suddenly solemnly ordered: "Kill all these dog guards!"
"Yes!" All the men in blue accepted the order in unison.
The sweet woman's face changed slightly, as if she couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene, and she closed her eyes slightly.
Wei Xiaobao also said that this group of gangsters wanted to kill him as well, so he couldn't help but be anxious, and he didn't care about so many things. He immediately yelled and cursed: "Why are you so untrustworthy! Brother Murong! Brother Murong! Come and help me!"
Everyone was stunned and couldn't help laughing. They thought that calling for help in this situation would be of no use. However, if his shout alarmed the army, it would be difficult to escape. He immediately held the long sword in his hand.
He was about to slit the necks of all the guards.
Suddenly a faint voice came, "If you take the money and leave, I won't care about it, but if you still want to kill someone, just let it go!"
The voice was indescribably relaxed and calm, and it reached the ears of everyone in the camp clearly.
The men in blue were confused and looked around for the speaker, but the voice seemed to come from all directions and they couldn't identify who was speaking.
Situ He was shocked, but he could clearly feel the inner strength contained in this voice. This person's inner strength was definitely higher than his own.
Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed and shouted: "Brother Murong! They want to kill people, come and save..."
Situ He calmed down slightly, his body shook, and with a "swipe" sound, the sword was placed on Wei Xiaobao's neck. Wei Xiaobao was so frightened that he immediately shut up and dared not speak.
Situ He stared at the door of the camp, "Who do you honor? Please show up and speak!"
"Humph!" A vague cold snort came, and then a white shadow flashed across the entrance of the camp. The candlelight in the camp was dim, and everyone could not see clearly, but they heard the sound of "clang, clang, clang" as a weapon fell to the ground.
, the weapons of the men in blue fell to the ground one after another.
Immediately afterwards, a young man in white clothes suddenly appeared in the camp. Who else could it be if it wasn't Murong Fu?
The men in green clothes were all frightened and stared blankly at Murong Fu.
Murong Fu smiled slightly, "What are you doing in a daze?"
All the guards of the Qing army reacted immediately, raised their long knives and put them on the neck of the man in green. The situation was instantly reversed.
Situ He tightened his sword in his hand, put it close to Wei Xiaobao's neck, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you, sir? Do you want to interfere in the affairs of our Wangwu Sect?"
Seeing that Murong Fu's martial arts skills were extremely high, he subconsciously regarded Murong Fu as a member of the martial arts world. Although the Wangwu sect did not have many masters, most of its disciples were from the army. They were not weak in group fights and were quite famous in the martial arts world.
Anyone in the martial arts world will always give me three points of thin noodles.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Weren't you looking for me just now? Now that I'm here, you ask me who I am?"
Situ He was stunned for a moment, when had he ever looked for him? Suddenly he thought of a possibility, and his expression changed slightly, "Are you the top general of this army?"
Murong Fu lowered his head and looked at himself, "Why, don't I look like him?"
"How is this possible? You are obviously a Han, and... and even if a Han joins the Manchus, they have to shave their heads and wear braids. How could you..." Although Situ He guessed Murong Fu's identity, he was still extremely shocked.
Murong Fu didn't bother to explain to him, but asked: "Are you Situ He?"
Situ He looked slightly surprised, nodded and said, "Yes, who are you?"
Murong Fu felt a little happy. He had been planning how to get in touch with Wang Wushan, but he didn't expect that he would come to his door so soon.
Murong Fu suddenly thought of something. He glanced around and saw the woman in Tsing Yi who had retreated to the side of the gaming table. He couldn't help but step forward and take a closer look. Her slightly round face and big eyes were really sweet and cute.
Well, at a young age, he is well-proportioned and has a great figure.
Murong Fu secretly appraised the woman's appearance and figure in his mind, and then asked: "So you are Zeng Rou?"
Zeng Rou was a little embarrassed by what he saw, but when she heard this, her eyes widened in surprise, as if she didn't know.
Murong Fu smiled and said, "The secret must not be revealed!"
Zeng Rou looked at Murong Fu doubtfully, and the first thought in her mind was that this man was so handsome, but she had never seen him before, so why did he know her? She was puzzled.