Chapter 45 People in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves
In his two lifetimes, Meng Xinghe no longer cares about matters between life and death. According to ordinary words, when he carries a knife, he is a dawdle. When he puts down the knife, he is a scholar. He does not want to be violent. He just has to use his hands. fight back.
No matter which dynasty, if you want to survive, there is no other way but to fight and fight. Don't say that reality is cruel. This is the rule.
In the rotten yard, Meng Xinghe quietly leaned on a collapsed wall, with his right hand always on his waist. His every move attracted the attention of the twenty or so people around him. He stared ahead carefully, quietly. Waiting for Sun Long to appear.
"somebody is coming..."
With a whispered warning, he saw Sun Long leading hundreds of people not far away. The team was huge. It was simply a well-equipped local armed force. Meng Xinghe suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure on his heart. Obviously, the Ax Gang has greatly increased its numbers and combat strength with the addition of the Little Knife Club. Today's tough battle is quite difficult.
Meng Xinghe held back the pressure and slowly pulled out the bright machete from his waist.
If this hidden danger is not eliminated, it will be difficult for him to feel at ease in the future. Meng Xinghe turned over his hand and said with great excitement: "Brothers, let's create a dawn of our own." Meng Xinghe took the lead and rushed out.
"Kill kill kill"
Three roars resounded throughout the world. More than 20 people behind them immediately pulled out the machetes from their waists and rushed forward like crazy.
The two teams immediately became confused. It was hard to tell who was who in the heavy rain. Anyone they didn't recognize would be killed. There was no need to say anything.
Meng Xinghe carried a machete in his hand and pushed through Sun Long's team. It was like a sharp sword inserted into Sun Long's heart. The knife in his hand showed no mercy. With a squeak, one person's life was killed. The blood spurted out like an out-of-control faucet. And out.
Sun Long saw that Meng Xinghe was like the incarnation of a murderous maniac. He hacked several of his brothers to death one after another. He picked up the big ax in his hand and jumped forward. "Meng Xinghe, I will make sure you come back today." Sun Long said with great momentum. He roared. Then he exerted force with both hands. He came up with great strength. The ax in his hand was like a stone slab falling from the sky. It struck Meng Xinghe's forehead with a clanging sound.
“Bang~~~~”
A gust of cold wind blew across his face. Meng Xinghe was not a practicing practitioner after all. This Sun Long was a man from a mixed society after all. How could he support the Ax Gang without two brushes? Fortunately, Meng Xinghe had quick eyesight and quick hands. He used all his strength to block it with his knife. Sun Long's beheading move was still beyond his power. He stumbled a step backward.
Broken~ Look at the gap on the machete. It seems that he will learn from a master in the future. Otherwise, his strength is really not good enough for fighting. Meng Xinghe took Sun Long's axe. His hands were as soft as two cooked noodles. Like that, I shivered for a long time and couldn't work up any energy.
Sun Long on the opposite side saw that Meng Xinghe was not an expert in fighting. He was chopping wildly with a rush of energy. He rushed forward with an axe. "Meng Xinghe, I thought you were too arrogant. It turns out you are the second in command. Your subordinate." Someone killed my eldest brother and third brother. You go down and bury him with him today."
The number of men Meng Xinghe brought was small and had been dispersed by Sun Long's huge team. Now Meng Xinghe is facing Sun Long alone. The two capable generals Xue Rengui and Luo Feng are no longer around. It is only a matter of time before Sun Long kills him. Without any delay, Sun Long planned to behead Meng Xinghe first and then take the lives of others.
Before Meng Xinghe could recover much of his energy, Sun Long struck at him with an axe.
When Xue Rengui saw it in the distance, he was immediately furious. This Sun Long was indeed treacherous. He actually picked Meng Xinghe, a soft persimmon, to pinch. He wanted to escape and come to the rescue. Dozens of people were already surrounded. For a while, it seemed that Can't escape.
"Meng Xinghe, go to hell." Sun Long fiercely lifted the big ax in his hand. The muscles of both arms exerted force. The ax hit Meng Xinghe directly with the rain and cold wind.
The group of people brought by Meng Xinghe looked at the scene in front of them in shock.
"Third brother."
"Brother Meng."
There were several horrified cries. The group of people were like crazy beasts, desperately slashing at the people around them. Blood and flesh scattered in the sky at this moment. The scene was extremely chilling.
Even Meng Xinghe himself felt that he did not have the strength to withstand this attack. Do he really have to hang here today? At the moment of death, familiar shadows appeared in his mind. Mengjiacun's mother, Xue Shiyu from Cuiweiju, and the president A little girl who can impress him.
I'm not a returnee. I'm just a passer-by. Just die. I don't care anymore. I've died once anyway. I don't know where my soul will go this time. Meng Xinghe clenched the machete in his hand and watched Sun Long's ax getting closer to him. My head suddenly felt relaxed.
Goodbye, Tang Dynasty. Meng Xinghe muttered softly and closed his eyes forgetfully.
"Tsk~~" A stream of hot blood was like raindrops hitting Meng Xinghe's face. Meng Xinghe instinctively opened his eyes and saw a young man whose whole body was stained red with blood standing in front of him. He glared angrily. Staring at Sun Long, the young man grabbed Sun Long's ax with his skinny hands and never let go.
He actually used his own body to block Sun Long's heavy blow for Meng Xinghe.
At this scene, Meng Xinghe was struck by lightning. The young man's left ear and most of his body from the shoulder blade down were disembowelled by Sun Long. Pieces of blood and flesh fell to the ground. But his hand did not relax at all. He could not see clearly what the young man's face was. But from those resolute eyes, I could see a kind of hatred coming from the depths of my heart.
"Brother Meng, I believe in you." The young man struggled to say a word. The colorless eyes suddenly burst out with a ray of light: "Remember, to avenge my sister and me, Sun Long must be cut into pieces with a thousand knives." Ah. ~~~The young man seemed to have been suddenly drained of all his strength. He was still holding on to Sun Long's axe. He collapsed on the ground and refused to let go even to death.
Looking at this young life that suddenly disappeared, Meng Xinghe burst into tears. This young man's name was Zhao Yi. He was the only sister who depended on each other. He was forcibly insulted by Sun Long a year ago. He jumped into the Qinhuai River and died. Mr. Chai was the one who recruited people. At that time, he was the first to join the gang. Unexpectedly, today he would trade his life for Meng Xinghe's life. Just because of those words, "Brother Meng, I believe in you."
Six words. Like six knives. One by one, they cut into Meng Xinghe's heart. Meng Xinghe roared angrily: "Sun Long, I am a fool. He is the Zhao Yi who was not forced to death by you." Meng Xinghe roared completely. His voice was enough to attract people. When Sun Long was absent-minded, he slashed Sun Long's head with the machete in his hand without hesitation. With a violent impact, Sun Long's head was chopped off by him and fell to the ground.
Everyone around saw Zhao Yi sacrificing his life for justice. Meng Xinghe struggled to kill Sun Long. Their blood suddenly surged. He waved the machete in his hand frantically. Scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere filled the rotten yard. Xue Rengui and Luo Feng became even more violent. One knife even It was capable of killing three people with its sword. It wasn't until they killed all the more than a hundred people composed of the Ax Gang and the Little Knife Society that they came to Meng Xinghe with their bodies covered in blood.
Everyone looked at Zhao Yi, who was still dead on the ground, without saying a word. They silently formed a circle in front of him. Meng Xinghe knelt down, threw Sun Long's dog head to Zhao Yi, and lightly brushed his face. Said: "Brother Zhao, I, Meng Xinghe, owe you a life. I can't repay you in this life. I hope I have a chance to make up for it in the next life." As he said that, Meng Xinghe grabbed the knife, cut a bunch of hair on his head and put it on the In the hands of Zhao Yi. "There is no way to repay the kindness of saving my life. I can only cut off my hair to pay homage to Brother Zhao. Sun Long has been killed by us. Please rest in peace."
He said something. Everyone around him was moved by his true temperament. The man who was not even afraid of death in the fight just now actually shed true tears at this moment.
Meng Xinghe put away the sadness on his face and stood up slowly. Broken limbs and broken arms were scattered all over the ground. Everyone from the Ax Gang and the Little Knife Society had been killed by them. The battlefield was no longer filled with smoke. He watched. Those young faces on the ground had expressions of reluctance before they died. Meng Xinghe's heart twitched slightly, and then he closed his eyes.
Since ancient times, there has been a combination of blood and tears. Whoever can stand to the end is the winner. Meng Xinghe straightened his back and said coldly: "Second brother, you captured him." Where are those guys from the Ax Gang? Bring them here."
Meng Xinghe turned his back to everyone, and his tone was quite unruly. The knife that killed Sun Long just now was still dripping blood, but his hand was held even harder.
Chai Shao kicked the Ax Gang boy who was squatting on the ground several times. Four or five people came over in fear and knelt on the ground with a snap. "Meng...Mr. Meng, we were wrong. Please give us a chance to change our ways." Opportunity."
Wrong. Meng Xinghe laughed at himself. When you are powerful, you will admit your mistakes. When you bully the weak, I have seen you repent. Looking at the more than twenty people he brought, only half are still alive. The rest all died tragically here. In the midst of a firefight, I looked at the faces of those who were unwilling to die. They were young and fresh lives.
Meng Xinghe felt sour in his heart. An unprecedented fear flashed across his face. He said coldly to the three people kneeling on the ground behind him: "Since you know that you are wrong, then be a good person in the next life. Second brother, I will I chopped them all up to pay homage to our brothers who died in the war."
It was hard to see Meng Xinghe's current expression, but when they heard these words, everyone was speechless. Chai Shao held the knife in his hand and told him to kill these people on the battlefield without even frowning. Now they are all defenseless prisoners. Sometimes they are somewhat kind. "Third brother, I see..."
Mr. Chai was still talking. Meng Xinghe's eyes were red. He grabbed the knife in his hand and chopped it off with ease. Then he chopped down the young axe-hand, who had a treacherous face, to the ground. Blood spattered all over the sky.
"People are in the world, and they can't help themselves. Since today we have embarked on this road of no return, we must not leave any trouble for ourselves. If outsiders kill my brothers, I will kill them." Smelling the strong smell of blood on his body. Seeing the expressions of everyone around him change drastically due to his brutal killing method, Meng Xinghe threw away the machete in his hand, picked up Zhao Yi who was on the ground, and slowly walked away into the distance.
If Meng Xinghe's previous words were to make people cry, then what he said now made the remaining ten people present feel determined to follow him to death.
"People are in the rivers and lakes. They can't help themselves." Mr. Chai wiped the blood on his face. He picked up the machete in his hand and slashed wildly. He killed the few people kneeling on the ground and then called everyone behind him to throw them to the ground.
The weapon in his hand followed Meng Xinghe slowly out of the rotten yard.