Chapter 1050

If we start from the birth of Ye Xinshang, the experiences worth recording up to now can be written into a novel.

His parents died when he was young. He met Qin Ziyang for the first time and fell in love with others. He changed his ideal to become a soldier and became one of the most elite Jiulong king in China by his own hard work. The process of each mission, until he sat here today and waited for others, was really enough for him to write a book.

A wonderful book.

These past events, ye Xinshang has never told anyone, even Qin Ziyang.

Especially now that he has become a major wanted criminal, he does not want to talk about it or even recall the past.

He thought that when he started speaking, he would be in no mood and could be summarized in a few words.

Who knows that after he started to talk, he was out of control, and his spirit became more and more excited. After two hours of speaking, he talked about the battle of handler forest that he had experienced.

"At that time, I thought I must die, because I didn't know how long I was in a coma, and I didn't have the strength to climb out of the hole. I knew that there were many enemies outside. But just then, goofy suddenly appeared

Ye Xinshang went to get the cigarette case and found it empty.

Shen Yinbing, an audience member, also smoked at least four cigarettes during this period.

When he threw the empty cigarette box out, another flash of lightning lit up, so that he could clearly see that the empty cigarette box fluttered around with the wind for several times, and it was severely hit by the rain on the ground, and it was washed away in the blink of an eye. It seemed so helpless and helpless.

Looking at the place where the cigarette box disappeared, ye Xinshang suddenly felt heavy and closed his mouth.

He felt that he was the cigarette case, unable to resist the current harsh environment, and could only be forced to accept the unknown fate.

After waiting for a few minutes, she didn't hear ye Xinshang again. Shen Yinbing asked strangely, "why don't you say that?"

"There's nothing to say."

Ye Xinshang returns to his senses and smiles with regret.

"Oh."

As if to see that ye Xinshang was in a bad mood, Shen Yinbing said casually, "you said that you are in the king of Jiulong. There is another one named Liao Wusi. He treats Huanglong just like you did to Qin Ziyang. You are now carrying the black pot of the traitor. Do you think he will hate you

"No

Ye Xinshang shook his head and said faintly: "he never disdains to hate a person. He will only kill me without asking any reason."

Shen Yinbing Leng next: "how can he do this, even to give you the opportunity to explain."

"This is Liao Wusi."

"Liao Wusi, this name is so strange Ye Xinshang, who is more powerful than you or him? "

"Our drillmaster once said something. He said that if we left the king of Kowloon in the forest and fought our own way, only one person could come out alive. Then this person could only be Liao Wusi or Gao Fei."

After ye Xinshang mentioned Gao Fei's name, a flash of lightning lit up in the distance, which made Shen Yinbing catch the obvious warmth in his eyes: "we have no opinion on this, because Gaofei is a comprehensive talent who can always inspire all potential in any environment. And Liao Wusi is a ruthless man who does not hesitate to use any means to survive or achieve his goal. "

"Oh, how accurate is your instructor?"

Shen Yinbing came to be interested: "if Gao Fei and Liao Wusi fight each other, who will be the winner?"

Ye Xinshang looks for a cigarette end (Shen Yinbing throws it, and the eldest one, the dead child always doesn't cherish things). Some shyly smiles and ignites them. He takes a hard breath and asks, "if two trains of the same speed, same weight and model collide with each other, who will win?"

"Both lose and lose. There is no winner."

Shen Yinbing understood the meaning of Ye Xinshang, but the corner of her mouth cocked up a trace of what ye Xinshang didn't see. She murmured, "I'm very interested in this Liao Wusi."

"What do you say?"

Ye Xinshang didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing. It's getting late. I'll have a rest first. It's going to rain until dawn."

Shen Yinbing raised her hand, covered her mouth, yawned, stood up and walked into the room.

"It's already dawn."

Ye Xinshang leans on the bamboo building and looks to the East.

The rain is still falling, but the sky in the East is already faintly white.

When the sun comes out again, it is the next day, that is, July 22, the seventh day of June in the lunar calendar. The day after tomorrow, it will be the day of great joy for Gao Fei and Wang Chen.

Maybe it's because the local residents all know that there was a gunfight in the mountains, and now there are dangerous drug dealers hiding in the mountains, so no one comes to hunt or collect herbs.

It's quiet all around. The mountains bathed by rain are particularly crisp. The bright sun is hanging in the sky. It's not slow to walk to the end of today's day. With both hands on your back, you are calm.Ye Xinshang woke up at 4 p.m., when Shen Yinbing was learning to cook porridge with a bamboo tube.

The porridge is made of wild fruits picked by Ye Xinshang from the nearby jungle, such as longan and wild mushrooms. It doesn't need to put any materials, just put some salt, and it can become a delicious porridge.

Ye Xinshang went out and did some chest enlargement exercises in front of the mountains. He said with a smile, "if you are old, it's a good choice to come here to spend your old age in peace."

Shen Yinbing interface: "the premise is to build on the basis of food and clothing."

"You should be qualified."

"If I could live to that time, I would certainly come here."

"You..."

Ye Xinshang grinned bitterly and didn't know what to say.

Shen Yinbing, like chatting casually, fiddled with the bamboo tube and said, "today is the seventh day of the lunar calendar."

Ye Xinshang didn't understand why Shen Yinbing suddenly mentioned that today was the first few days. He was stunned and asked, "so what?"

Shen Yinbing slowly shook the bamboo tube and said faintly, "the day after tomorrow, it will be the day when Gao Fei and Wang Chen are very happy."

Ye Xinshang did not say anything and sat opposite her.

Looking at the porridge in the bamboo tube, Shen Yinbing asked: "ye Xinshang, you say, Gao Fei is not here, how should Wang Chen get married?"

Ye Xinshang replied, "maybe Gao Fei can come out today, and even if he comes out tomorrow afternoon, he can go back to Beijing."

Shen Yinbing smile, very mysterious appearance: "he can't rush back."

Ye Xinshang doesn't ask why Gao Fei can't go back. He just looks at Shen Yinbing's mysterious corner of his mouth and says after a moment of silence, "in fact, you are the last one who wants to see Gao Fei get married."

"I like him and feel that if he marries his daughter-in-law, he can only marry me."

When Shen Yinbing said this sentence, her face was calm and her voice was calm. There was no sense of embarrassment or guilt. It seemed that only she could marry Gao Fei.

Ye Xinshang, of course, understood the bad things between them. He was too lazy to argue with her. He only said, "Gao Fei, whom I know, is a person who never takes it easy. Don't look at you for him, do not hesitate to leave work, regardless of their own safety to run to him, but he may not be moved by this, and then make up with you again

Shen Yinbing slightly curled her mouth: "I came here, not to let him appreciate me, just because I should come."

"What do you say?"

Ye Xinshang doesn't understand.

Shen Yinbing didn't look at him at all. He just looked at the bamboo tube and whispered, "if Gao Fei has to die, he can only die in my hand -- ye Xinshang. Now you understand what I mean?"

"I don't understand."

Ye Xinshang's eyes narrowed slightly, and then disappeared. He lifted his feet and walked down the bamboo building.

"You see. I also understand that you want to kill me now, but I'm not afraid. You don't dare, you can't. Because just like goofy can only die in my hands, even if I die, it can only be goofy who kills me. "

Shen Yinbing is like a philosopher with a lot of connotation. He looks at ye Xinshang with a smile and calm eyes.

Ye Xinshang turned her head and looked at her, then moved to the northwest, murmured: "tonight, there will be rain."

Ye Xinshang is not wrong. When the time goes leisurely to 11 o'clock in the evening, the mountains are covered with rain again.

Click!

Before the thunder burst out, the blue lightning reflected the brightness of the mountains, as if a beetle could be seen in a crack in the stone.

This beetle seems to have sensed some danger. It quickly climbed out of the crack of the stone, and was just about to find a safer place, but it was severely trampled into a meat pie by one foot?

The foot lifted up, and a drop of rain mixed with blood fell on the body of the beetle.

"Cough!"

Shangguan Fengling wants to cover her mouth and stop coughing, but the annoying cough is stubborn and upward along her trachea. Every cough will bring blood and take away a trace of her strength.

In fact, she may have died long ago It was because of her daughter on her back that she could keep walking to the edge of the mountains.

Holding up a tree, Shangguan Fengling was unable to move forward any more. He held an GUI king, who was still in a coma, and sat on the stone with difficulty.

Above the stone is a plantain tree. The fan like leaves of plantain block the vast number of rainwater. It can be regarded as an excellent place for shelter from the rain.

From yesterday evening to now, Shangguan Fengling has been walking for the most part of the day.

If only walking, maybe she would have walked out of the mountains with her daughter on her back. The key is that in the past 30 hours, she met four groups of robbers, about 30 people.

Now she and Angui Wang are both alive, and those three or four people with unknown origins have become cold corpses.

The dying Shangguan Fengling is just an old lady whose oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Even God can't deny her another identity: an GUI Wang!Former an GUI Wang, the world's most abundant fighting skills and killing skills!

Compared with her, the honest monk who has laid down his butcher's knife in baiyun temple in the capital city is much inferior to her.

She's even better than her daughter.

People are good at their words before they die. In fact, their killing methods will reach the peak. In the process of killing those 30 people, Shangguan Fengling made full use of the surrounding environment and her rich experience to tell those pursuers who have become corpses what is the real king of killers!

Unfortunately, she knew that she had come to the end of her life.

When she sat down, she could feel that there were at least four people looking at her in the distance of tens of meters around her.

Those are killers. Although they have powerful guns in their hands, they dare not act rashly, because countless "elders" have told them with their lives that they should not shoot and expose their positions before the opportunity to kill the old woman directly comes.

They can't kill the old witch with one shot, they can only die: a branch may pierce their throat.

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