The two masked people, including Jin Dongliu who was not masked but had his face covered in blood, all raised their heads in surprise when they heard Wei Ba's words.
"What did you say?" Jin Dongliu asked inexplicably.
Wei Ba sneered, waved the short knife in his hand, and mercilessly cut off the strong man's wrists and hamstrings, completely depriving him of his ability to resist. Then he squatted in front of him and slowly opened the strong man's arms.
Black scarf on face.
Sure enough, a face that was deformed in pain but still somewhat similar to his was revealed.
"Zhaoming, do you think this Zhuzi is somewhat similar to me?"
Although Jin Dongliu was shocked by Wei Ba's cruel methods, after all, he was a general leading troops in battle. He had seen cruel scenes, so it was nothing. He leaned over and took a look, and found this strong man.
His face is indeed somewhat similar to that of Wei Ba. Recalling that Wei Ba once said that someone pretended to be him and killed Zhuge Qiao, but caused trouble for him, he was surprised: "You mean... he killed
Zhuge Qiao?"
Wei Ba nodded and patted the strong man on the face with his short knife: "Zhuzi, is that right? You have the guts to do it, but don't have the guts to say it?"
The strong man probably knew that he had no chance of survival in the future, but his eyes were still fierce. His mouth was bleeding, but he still sneered: "Yes, it's me. I didn't expect you to recognize me so quickly."
Come out, I think I've been mistaken."
Wei Ba was unmoved and slowly placed the blade on his throat, using his wrist to slowly exert force. "Since you like pretending to be me so much, then pretend to be me again." The blade slowly penetrated his neck, sending a chill.
Deep to the bone.
Although the strong man was ruthless enough and not afraid of death, but in such close contact with the blade, and Wei Ba gave him enough reaction time, fear eventually overwhelmed his courage, and he finally couldn't suppress his screams: "Spare my life——"
"
"Shut up!" The young man who was leaning against the stone wall and panting suddenly shouted sharply and rushed over, stabbing the strong man's neck with the ring knife in his hand, trying to kill him.
Although Wei Ba didn't look at him, he never let down his guard. As soon as he saw him rushing over, he quickly stretched out his right hand, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it hard. There was a crisp sound, and his wrist was violently broken. The young man
With a scream, he jerked his arm back. Wei Ba took advantage of the situation and pushed him against the stone wall. With a muffled "boom", the young man collapsed softly on the ground and fainted.
From the beginning to the end, the short knife that Wei Ba pressed on the strong man's neck did not move. The strong man watched helplessly as his companion's wrist was broken by Wei Ba. Seeing Wei Ba's methods with his own eyes, the strong man couldn't help but turn pale with shock and his eyes widened.
His eyes were fixed on Wei Ba.
"Tell me, whose subordinate are you?"
"I..." The strong man hesitated for a moment before Wei Ba stabbed him with his short sword, frightening the strong man out of his wits. He quickly said: "We are subordinates of General Hussars, specializing in inquiring about information."
"Who are you? Who is he? Who is your highest-ranking official in Hanzhong? Say it quickly! If I think you say anything dishonest, I will kill you immediately."
"Yes, yes." The strong man did not dare to neglect and came one by one.
It turns out that they are all agents sent to Hanzhong by Sima Yi. There are two groups in total. They are one of the groups, which are responsible for violent operations, that is, assassinations, kidnappings and other physical work. The members of the group are all highly skilled in martial arts, but
They don't show up very often, but hide in a manor. The other group may not be very skilled in martial arts, but they can blend into the group very well, so they often go out to inquire about information. These two groups rarely cooperate, or even don't
We know how many people the other party has. There is no connection between them. If there is any action that requires cooperation with each other, it must be arranged through the highest person in charge in Hanzhong - a person named Heiyu.
He didn't know the real name of that person, or even his appearance. He had only met him once, when he took over the disguise of Wei Ba to assassinate Zhuge Qiao. He was not very tall, nor was he very strong.
But he was very clever. It was his idea to disguise himself as Wei Ba and kill Zhuge Qiao. It was also his plan to kidnap Jin Dongliu and Wei Ba this time.
"Why do you want to kill Zhuge Qiao? Why do you want to harm me?"
"Killing Zhuge Qiao is just a pretense. The main purpose is to bring trouble to you. Zhuge Qiao's death is just an unexpected gain for us." The strong man had lost all his courage under Wei Ba's coercion and was pissed.
Incontinent, the cave was filled with stench. Now that he had reached this point, he did not dare not answer Wei Ba's question. "Your father Wei Yan and your master Zhao Yun are the two generals we fear most. As long as we get rid of them, you Shu
...The big men are all mediocre and not worth mentioning."
Wei Ba gradually understood that the situation was similar to what Zhuge Liang had guessed. He and Zhuge Qiao were both trying to attract jade, and the other party's purpose was still to cause internal strife in the Jingxiang Clan. However, the starting point was to eliminate hidden dangers for Cao Wei and to eliminate the internal strife of the Shu Han.
It is still difficult to say whether the Bashu clan is related or not. As a pawn in execution, he is not qualified to know such a thing.
After inquiring about the information, Wei Ba met the strong man's pleading eyes and smiled slightly: "I said, since you like to pretend to be me, then please pretend to be me again."
The strong man was frightened and opened his mouth to roar. Before he could roar, Wei Ba cut his neck with a knife, cutting off his angry roar at the same time.
"Shuzi, you don't keep your word."
Wei Ba turned his head, looked at the young man who had just woken up, and smiled disapprovingly: "When did I say spare him?"
The young man was speechless. From what he heard, Wei Ba did not say anything about letting the strong man go.
Wei Ba walked up to him and naturally cut his hamstrings and wrists with a knife. The young man shouted in horror: "Kill me, don't even expect to get a word out of my mouth."
Wei Ba said in surprise: "When have I ever wanted to get a word from you? You are just the little leader of the action team, how much more do you know than him?"
"and you……"
"I just want to torture you." Wei Ba said, swiping the short knife and neatly cutting open his hand tendons and hamstrings, then looked at him leisurely, and gently uncovered his face, which had been stained with blood.
The red black gauze reveals a twisted face.
"Want to die?"
"You can kill me. Since I have done my job carefully, I am not afraid of death."
Wei Ba shrugged. "I didn't say you were afraid of death. I just said, do you want me to be cleaner?"
The young man is going crazy. He has never looked at Wei Ba. In his opinion, although Wei Ba is about the same age as him and has made great achievements not long ago, he has to compare with someone like him who has made several detailed works.
It seems that Wei Ba is far behind in terms of scheming and experience. In terms of martial arts, he is far from the match of the strong man. The reason why Wei Ba is retained is just to use his strength to escape from Hanzhong. Where is he?
I would have thought that Wei Ba would suddenly attack and take control of the situation.
Looking back now, when Wei Ba asked the strong man to carry Jin Dongliu on his back, he was probably well prepared, but the self-proclaimed shrewd man was not alert at all at the time. The scheming of the two parties was so different that his confidence
He collapsed quickly. He had also learned about Wei Ba's situation before, so he couldn't figure out why a powerful son had such deep intentions.
"Don't ask me, I don't know anything." The young man's teeth chattered and rattled, and his whole body shook like a sway.
"That's okay, I have enough patience." Wei Ba sat next to him, took out a piece of cooked dog meat from the baggage that fell to the ground next to him, took a bite, chewed slowly, and used a knife to cut the young man's meat with one hand.
A cut was made on his thigh.
"Ah——" Although the wound was not very deep, the young man screamed in horror.
Wei Ba remained unmoved. The tip of the knife slid to his knee and suddenly struck hard.
More shrill screams echoed in the cave.
Jin Dongliu, who had not spoken much, looked at Wei Ba as if he were a stranger. His cheeks twitched uncontrollably as the young man screamed. The death of one or two small workers was nothing to him.
It was a big deal, but Wei Ba's cruelty made him, who had experienced the battlefield, couldn't help but feel frightened.
A hundred steps away, shooting a man to death with an arrow, and being close at hand, using a short knife to slowly cut open the flesh of a man, watching his blood flow freely, and listening to his screams, these are two completely different feelings.
When Wei Ba peeled off half of Young Men's knees, Jin Dongliu finally couldn't bear the torture anymore.
"Wei Ziyu, give him a good time. I know that Heiyu."
"Do you know him?" Wei Ba was very surprised: "How can you, a general who leads troops, know the leader of Xizuo?"
"By chance, I saw that side." Jin Dongliu sighed: "Do you still remember the first time I saw the maid next to you?"
Wei Ba was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Yes, you did feel a little strange at the time. I thought you were frightened by the blue spots on her face, or that you admired my holy qualities of being more virtuous than lustful.
"
Jin Dongliu grinned, wanting to smile but not laughing. He lowered his head, "Heiyu's appearance is very similar to that of your maid." He paused and then said: "If there hadn't been that blue spot, there would have been seven.
Very similar. He may also be Peng Yi's son."
Wei Ba rolled his eyes and blurted out, "Impossible, Peng Xiaoyu has no brothers or sisters."
"Then I don't know very well. I only know that Heiyu has a deep hatred for Zhuge Liang." Jin Dongliu smiled silently: "Actually, you should also think about it. If you hadn't been staring at Zhuge Qiao all day long, how could you have caught him?
Such a good opportunity not only kills Zhuge Qiao, but also puts the blame on you."
Wei Ba raised his head, his eyes tightened, and then he laughed again: "So you knew it a long time ago and kept it secret from me. Boy, I always thought you were honest, but I didn't expect you to be insidious enough."
Jin Dongliu was speechless. This is not sinister, but common sense, okay? You and I are enemies. If I couldn't bear to see my colleagues being abused by you, how could I tell you such a thing?