The yamen servant followed Duan Fengyun to the gate of Longmen Mountain with the three death row prisoners who had their acupoints tapped.
Duan Fengyun ordered the disciples of the mountain sect.
"Take these three men to the back of the mountain and wait for me.
Don’t touch the bracelets and anklets they have on them, wait until I get here to deal with them.”
"Yes, Gang Leader!"
Four mountain disciples pushed the prison cart slowly towards the back mountain.
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work along the way.
This is my idea, you must accept it.
Just use it as money to buy you drinks."
Duan Fengyun took out a piece of silver and handed it to the yamen servant. As for how to distribute it, Duan Fengyun didn't care.
After hearing Duan Fengyun's words, the four government officials knew they could not refuse, so they thanked him:
"Thank you, Your Majesty. If you have any instructions from Your Majesty in the future, please feel free to ask."
The four government officials took Duan Fengyun's reward and left in a hurry.
Duan Fengyun did not go to the back mountain. After asking, he found out that the exhausted Long Er was sleeping in the room, so he slowly walked to Long Er's room.
Slowly opening the door, Duan Fengyun looked at the sleeping Long'er and smiled.
"Little guy, you are so heartless.
I just experienced this kind of thing, and I can still sleep so relaxedly.”
Duan Fengyun did not disturb Long Er's sleep, but sat silently aside and looked at Long Er.
An hour later, Long Er, who was about to turn over, felt someone pressing down on his quilt. He was so sensitive that he sat up and looked forward aggressively.
He glanced at Duan Fengyun, then patted his chest and said:
"I was scared to death. I thought someone came to my room and wanted to kill me.
It turns out to be you, dad!
Dad, why are you here? Aren't you going to do something?"
I originally thought that this incident would not cause any psychological shadow to Long Er, but I didn’t expect that it still caused damage to Long Er’s mind.
Duan Fengyun gently touched Long Er's head and said:
“Dad, now that the matter is done, why don’t I come and see you?
Long'er, after this incident, do you still want to travel around the world and wield a sword in the world?"
Long Er replied firmly:
"Dad, I will never give up fighting for the world.
I will work hard to become stronger. In the future, I don’t want others to say that I am Duan Fengyun’s son.
I think others say you are Long Er’s father."
"Ha ha ha ha.
If you are ambitious, I will wait and see.
Long'er, come with dad, dad has a gift for you!"
Duan Fengyun stood up from the bed, let Long Er get dressed, and then took Long Er to the back mountain.
It's getting late now, and there are constant howls coming from the mountains behind.
Duan Fengyun led Long Er to the back mountain, and at this time four disciples of the mountain sect had already lit torches and were sitting next to the prison car guarding the three condemned prisoners.
Without Duan Fengyun's order, it was absolutely impossible for them to leave, so they had been sitting here waiting for Duan Fengyun.
After unlocking the acupuncture points, the three condemned prisoners started talking with the four disciples.
When they learned that this was Longmen and that the young man they had seen in the cell was none other than Duan Fengyun, the leader of Longmen, the three death row prisoners felt as desperate as the end of the world.
These three condemned prisoners were also members of the Tianxiahui in the past. When Duan Fengyun disbanded Wushenjue Palace, these three people became bandits because they had no worries and they went around burning, killing and looting.
Not long ago, when I learned that Duan Fengyun was going to build Longmen, I came to seek refuge with him.
But who would have thought that their burning, killing and looting would be revealed. Because Duan Fengyun said that Longmen did not want such sinful people, they were not allowed to join Longmen.
After joining Longmen to no avail, these three condemned prisoners came to the market to drink.
During this period, a family was chatting at the wine table nearby about his son being accepted as a disciple by Longmen.
Drunk and angry, the three condemned prisoners followed the family to their residence.
They followed, originally just wanting to teach this family a lesson.
Unexpectedly, the youngest son of this family, who was accepted as a disciple by Longmen, did not see the situation clearly and spoke provocatively:
"You three, wait for me. After I enter the dragon gate in two days, I will definitely ask my gang leader to cut you into pieces."
After hearing this, the three people who originally did not want to kill people also realized the seriousness of the matter. What if this person launched the dragon gate to look for the three of them.
Without stopping, the three men directly destroyed the whole family, and no one escaped their butcher's knives.
We really are not a family, we don’t enter the same family.
Unexpectedly, after walking around in a big circle, the three of them came to Longmen again.
The three of them looked at Duan Fengyun and said:
"Leader Duan, I didn't expect that we would meet again under such circumstances."
Duan Fengyun said doubtfully:
"You know me?"
The eldest of the three laughed and said:
"Leader Duan, you are indeed a noble person who forgets things a lot.
We also grew up together in Tianxia Huihui back then."
After Duan Fengyun heard this, he carefully observed the three of them, but back then there were hundreds of disciples in the Tianxiahui, so how could he recognize them all.
Besides, these three people have done many evil things, even if they were disciples of Tianxiahui who grew up together, Duan Fengyun will not let them go.
Duan Fengyun called Long Er aside and said:
"Long'er, when you fought the Japanese this time, did you discover your two problems?
In fact, based on your skills, it stands to reason that they should not be your opponents, but why were you caught by them?
Have you thought about this issue since you came down?"
Long Er fell into deep thought. From the moment he was caught, he had been thinking about why he was caught because he was much better than this group of people.
The fact that there are many people on the other side is certainly an aspect, but it is not a decisive issue.
After all, Long Er was still too young to figure out the answer to the question.
Seeing that Long'er remained silent, Duan Fengyun knew that Long'er hadn't figured out the answer yet.
So he opened his mouth and said:
"I have two questions for you regarding this matter:
The first point is that you don't have enough experience in battle. You have never had actual combat experience, so you have no idea about the changes in moves between life and death.
The second point is that you have never seen blood! You have never killed anyone, so you are not decisive enough at all. Your moves only look sharp and fierce, but they are not killing skills.
If you want to go further in the world, in addition to constantly improving your own strength, you must also constantly polish your own heart and make your heart strong enough.
You should still remember what I told you about how your Uncle Feng and I were forced to kill by Xiong Ba.
Indeed, for us at that time, killing was such a cruel thing, but if we did not kill the enemy, the enemy would really kill us.
When people are in the arena, everything is beyond their control."
After listening to Duan Fengyun's story, Long'er looked at the three death row inmates behind him, and then asked even more swallowingly:
"Dad, you mean to let me kill those three people!"
Duan Fengyun nodded and said:
"Yes, the three of them are three heinous death row inmates that I went to the county government specifically to find for you.
What I ask of you is that you try every means to kill them.
They are not as skilled as you. If you make up your mind, killing them is easy.
One thing I want to tell you in advance is that I will tell them later that as long as they can kill you, I will let them go and let them fly away.
Regarding your fight, I will not interfere.
If you are killed by them, I will go to Senior Xu Fu to save you, but I will take back your martial arts and let you be an ordinary person like Uncle Lang from now on.
Just think about it first, and if you think about it later, come and tell me."
After saying that, Duan Fengyun turned around and walked directly to the prison car, while Long Er stayed there alone and fell into endless contemplation.
Duan Fengyun walked to the prison car, looked at the three death row inmates and said:
"I'm sorry, there were so many disciples of Tianxiahui in the past, I really can't remember them.
But I remember that when I was the leader of Tianxiahui, I once said that I was not allowed to attack ordinary people.
If you violate this rule, don't blame me for being rude.
But today I give you a chance. That little guy is my adopted son. As long as you can defeat him, I will let you fly away.
This is your only chance, I hope you take advantage of it."
Duan Fengyun finally told the three death row inmates that it would be enough to defeat Long Er. He said things like killing Long Er just to scare Long Er.
He didn't dare to gamble with Long Er's life. Who knew whether Xu Fu, whose identity had been revealed, would save Long Er again.
If when the time comes, Xu Fulai has no way to save himself, then Duan Fengyun will cry to death.
The elder of the three death row inmates laughed and said:
"Leader Duan, we violated your rules back then, and we really deserve to be punished.
But what you said about defeating that brat should be a trick commonly used by the old and powerful gang leader in the past.
You just want to use the three of us as a whetstone for that brat and make him see blood.
I guessed it right, Gang Leader Duan."
Duan Fengyun smiled and said:
"You are right, I do want to use the three of you as my adopted son's whetstone.
But I didn't lie to you about one thing.
As long as you can defeat him, I will let you go and let you fly away.
And I won't interfere in your fight, so don't worry.
You have been disciples of the Tianxiahui for so many years, so you should know my character, Duan Fengyun."
"Okay, then we will believe what you say, Leader Duan.
It's just that the sword has no eyes, so please be careful, young master."
said the condemned prisoner.
"I know, just take action."
Duan Fengyun replied.
After communicating with the three death row inmates, Duan Fengyun turned to look at Long Er.
"Long'er, have you thought about it?
I'll count to three and you tell me your answer, otherwise I'll assume you chose the latter.
one two three!
Long'er, tell me what your answer is!"
Duan Fengyun had a serious face, without any smile.
The three condemned prisoners saw in Duan Fengyun the shadow of the domineering figure they once had.
Long Er remained silent, but pulled out the two swords from his waist, combined them into a bipolar sword, and slowly walked towards Duan Fengyun.
Duan Fengyun knew that this was Long Er's reply to him.
He nodded with satisfaction. This was Long Er's first step to bravely take, and also his first step to become a strong man in a true sense.
Duan Fengyun's luck with his right hand blew the prison car containing three death row prisoners to pieces with one palm.
Then he sent out six pulse-breaking sword energy, breaking all the anklets and chains that imprisoned the three of them.
"I have given the three of you freedom, and I hope you can fly far away based on your ability.
Come here and give them weapons."
The disciples guarding the mountain on the side threw their weapons in front of the three of them.
The three of them picked up their weapons and said:
"Thank you, Gang Leader Duan, for giving us this opportunity.
If the sword has no eyes, if it hurts the young master, it will kill the gang leader Haihan.
If we are not strong enough and are defeated by the young master, we will be convinced.
Time is also destiny, we will grow up in Tianxiahui, and it is also our fate to die on the old site of Tianxiahui."
The three of them came to Long Er with weapons in hand and said:
"Young master, the sword has no eyes. We are just trying to survive. I'm sorry."
Long Er didn't answer, and held the Bipolar Sword tightly in his right hand.