"I'm not Xiaoyu." The man took off his hat, revealing a face that was somewhat similar to Peng Xiaoyu's. His voice was a little rough. He was obviously a man, a young man who looked very similar to Peng Xiaoyu.
Wei Ba immediately remembered the spy leader codenamed Heiyu. He was about to point him out, but he swallowed it back. The existence of Heiyu was a secret, and Jin Dongliu told him this secret in order to alleviate the pain of his colleagues.
, he cannot implicate Jin Dongliu because of this.
"Who are you?" Wei Ba entered the room and sat down on the chair. Dunwu stood aside, holding the knife with both hands.
"I am Xiaoyu's brother." The young man smiled lightly and said, "My name is Peng Heng, and my courtesy name is Xuanyu."
Xuanyu, Heiyu, it should be him.
Wei Ba slowly clapped his fingers and said, "So, you were the one who planned the thing where you pretended to be me killing people?"
"It seems that you asked a lot of things." Peng Heng said calmly: "I planned it. How about it? Isn't it very subtle?"
"I can't say it's exquisite." Wei Ba snorted disdainfully and waved his hand.
Peng Heng raised the corner of his mouth, and just as his smile bloomed, his face suddenly changed, and he jumped up. In mid-air, with a cry, the sword at his waist was unsheathed, and struck behind him with the sound of wind.
His reaction was not slow, but unfortunately, he was facing Wei Ba and Dun Wu, a pair of masters and slaves who cooperated tacitly. Seeing Wei Ba crack his fingers, Dun Wu was ready. As soon as Wei Ba moved his hand, Dun Wu
Wu then took out his sword from its sheath and struck it down with one blow.
He drew his sword and struck out in one go. By the time Peng Heng realized the danger, it was already a little too late. The sword he struck was not powerful enough to break open Dunwu's sword, but Dunwu smashed it crookedly. Then, on his waist,
He was hit hard. Dunwu's power was so great that Peng Heng was knocked flying two steps and hit the wall with a "bang".
Before he could fall to the ground, Wei Ba rushed up, exhaled loudly, and punched him in the abdomen. Peng Heng was hit so hard that he arched his waist in pain, like a cooked prawn, and was in pain.
He gasped and the ring knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Hearing the sound of fighting in the room, rapid footsteps sounded in the rooms on both sides, and four or five strong men rushed out, each holding a sharp knife. But as soon as they arrived at the door, they saw a flash of bright sword light.
.
Dunwu raised his sword with both hands and slashed it open, splitting the head of the strong man who was rushing in front with one strike.
Blood spurted out, and the scene instantly became extremely bloody.
Dunwu held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, looking coldly at the four men outside the door, motionless. The man blocking the door slowly raised his hand and touched the hot blood flowing down his face.
He took a step back, fell to the ground with a plop, twitched twice, and died immediately. Blood poured out of his split skull and expanded rapidly.
The four companions behind him dispersed at the same time, watching this scene in horror, but no one dared to take another step forward to face Dunwu, the god of death.
Wei Ba didn't look at the door at all. He believed that with Dunwu's ability, he could guard the door and calm those people. He stretched out his hand, caught Peng Yi's neck, pushed him against the wall, and asked in the same calm voice
: "My boxing skills are also very exquisite, aren't they?"
"You...you are cruel enough!" Although Peng Yi was in a sorry state, he did not lose his mind. The corners of his mouth were bleeding, his face was pale, but his eyes were firm. He raised a hand and waved it at the followers outside the door.
He gestured to them not to force their way in. "But you don't dare to kill me."
Wei Ba grinned: "You are wrong, it's not that I don't dare to kill you, I just don't want to kill you."
"Really?" Peng Wei stood on tiptoes to make himself stand more firmly, opened his mouth, and gasped hard. Due to lack of oxygen, his fair face quickly swelled red, but Wei Ba did not kill him. The intention was just to make him feel uncomfortable, otherwise his throat bones would have been crushed.
"I heard from Xiaoyu that she is the only one left in the family, so she would rather be a maid than go back to her hometown." Wei Ba slowly let go of his hand and watched Peng Heng slowly slide to the ground along the wall. He covered his stomach with both hands, panting heavily, but said unhurriedly: "Now suddenly there is an extra brother. Although he is a coward, he is someone to rely on after all. I don't want her to be lost again, so I leave you a brother. Dog’s life.”
"Hehehe, I don't know, but my sister is lucky to have such a considerate master."
"I am not her master." Wei Ba corrected, "I have never treated her as a slave."
"Really?" Peng Heng breathed more evenly, raised his face, and looked at Wei Ba with sarcastic eyes: "I cook for you every day, make your bed and fold the quilt, and wash your feet at night, but you are not a slave?"
"I admit that I made her do a lot of things, but I did not treat her as a slave. Otherwise, your sister would not be a virgin now." Wei Ba said calmly: "Boy, since you are a member of the Peng family in Guanghan, , you must have heard how the master treats his young maid, right?"
"Humph, that's not because my sister is ugly." Peng Heng also sneered: "If you were a little prettier, would you be such a gentleman?"
Wei Ba was stunned for a moment and felt that what Peng Heng said made sense. If Peng Xiaoyu didn't have the blue spot on her face, it was really hard to say whether he would have carried her to bed. He nodded: " Okay, even if what you said makes some sense. However, you also exaggerated the protective effect of the blue spot. I kept her virginity not entirely because of the blue spot, but more because I wanted to keep her virginity. She needs to be stronger before using her. Oh, by the way, how long have you been in Hanzhong? Do you know what she looked like when she was in the supply camp?"
Peng Heng's face darkened and he closed his slightly thin lips tightly.
"Then you know." Wei Ba's eyes turned cold: "Then did you know that your mother died in the supply camp?"
Peng Heng didn't speak, but two blue veins clearly stretched at his temples.
"So you know it too." Wei Ba curled his lips, his eyes full of contempt: "What a filial son, what a wise brother. My mother died in the supply camp, so you can remain indifferent. My sister has been a slave for several months. You didn't even look at her. When it was time to take advantage of her, you jumped out and reunited after a long separation. With your virtue, what else can you do besides being a dog for others? I regret it now, Xiaoyu, follow you like this There won't be any good results for you beast. Tell me where Xiaoyu is, send her back, and I'll spare your life."
"What do you know?!" Peng Heng suddenly became furious: "I have been wandering for more than ten years. When I finally returned to Chengdu, my mother was already exhausted in the supply camp. It wasn't that I didn't want to save her, it was that she didn't want to be trapped by me. Save. She wants me to save my life for revenge!"
"Revenge?" Wei Ba sneered: "If you want revenge, you should go to Chengdu to dig Huiling, kill Zhuge Qiao, and put the blame on me. What's the use? Your father was not killed by the prime minister, and he has nothing to do with my Wei family. relation."
"It has nothing to do with your Wei family, but it has a lot to do with the Zhuge villagers." Peng Yi wiped the mark on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, supported the wall, and slowly stood up. He was hit on the waist by Dun Wu.
After one punch, Wei Ba punched him again in the lower abdomen. Now he felt excruciating pain whenever he moved. He didn't know if his intestines were interrupted. But he gritted his teeth and refused to moan. He moved to sit in front of the case.
Okay, after breathing for a while, he said bitterly: "I came here today just to remind you not to be deceived by that village man, and end up dying inexplicably, and still regard him as your benefactor."
"Really? I'm all ears." Wei Ba laughed contemptuously: "But you probably aren't so kind. It was Xiaoyu who asked you to come?"
Peng Heng raised his head in surprise and blurted out: "How do you know?"
"Although Xiaoyu grew up in a supply camp, she has a somewhat dark mentality and likes to think the worst of people. But she is a kind-hearted child after all. Thinking bad of others is just a need for self-protection. Unlike some people,
To harm others, do whatever it takes."
Peng Heng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled bitterly: "I somewhat believe what you just said."
Wei Ba waved his hand: "I'm not saying this to ask you to believe anything. I don't need you to believe it at all. There are only two things to do now. One is to send Xiaoyu back, and the other is to quickly express your opinion. After that, get out of here. I
I feel bad when I see you."
"Do you think I want to see you?" Peng Heng also became angry and sneered: "You are just a surrender, and you want my sister to be your slave again? It will be hard for her to follow me, but at least she won't
If my life is in danger, if I follow you, who knows how many days I can live?"
Wei Ba sneered: "I am a surrendered prisoner. I can't make great achievements or achieve great success, but I can guarantee that I have food and clothing. What about you? You do these dark things every day and often walk by the river. It's hard to keep your feet wet. How can you know?
In which corner will you die one day?"
"Whether I die or not is none of your business. You, on the other hand, are not as safe as you think now." Peng Heng waved his hand and signaled the followers outside the door to step back, but kept his eyes on Wei Ba: "You think you are faking surrender?
Can you fool everyone?"
As soon as he saw the spy leader codenamed Black Fish, Wei Ba was extremely vigilant. However, when he heard the word "false surrender" coming out of his mouth, Wei Ba still felt nervous. He stared at Peng Heng.
After a while, he suddenly laughed: "Really? I'm pretending to surrender? Why didn't you go to General Anxi's Mansion to report me? Why are you still talking to someone who is pretending to surrender? Aren't you afraid of getting burned?"
"I won't report you, not because you are invulnerable, but because no one will believe me." Peng Heng poured himself a glass of water and sipped slowly: "But I want to remind you, if you really
If this is regarded as a false surrender, then you are just a pawn in the game, far from being a chess player. The real chess player is not you, but the Zhuge villager."
"I dare to ask for advice." Wei Ba cynically raised his hand.
"It's actually very simple. Just think about Meng Da and you will understand." Peng Heng put down the water glass and said slowly. His face was still a little ugly, but his expression returned to calm. "Isn't Meng Da smarter than you? He
They were all manipulated by Zhuge villagers and almost died. You came to Chang'an alone, what's the difficulty in taking your life? It's just sending another Guo Mo."
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