The years when I was an old man

Brother Garlic seemed to be stung by the heat. He opened his mouth and kept hissing.

After a while, he looked back at the two-fingered old man and the mule.

Then, he asked me coldly:

"If you want to die, you still have to live!"

I know Brother Garlic is very skilled, but I don't know how strong he is.

Especially the mule, I have seen his strength before.

I don't even think that Brother Garlic will be Mule's opponent.

But now, Brother Garlic is so confident.

As soon as he finished speaking, he actually walked towards the two of them.

He walked very slowly, but every step he took gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

The two-fingered old man who had just played the role of a martial arts master immediately hid behind the mule.

At the same time, he did not forget to look at me and said flatteringly:

"Chu Liu, what are you going to do? We agreed to exchange what we need. But you hid the killer. Your unkind and unjust behavior is really sorry for your ancestor Melo..."

I sneered secretly, he was acting to deceive me and threatened me with a mule.

Now, it's a rake instead.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard the mule suddenly make a strange cry.

Then, he rushed towards Brother Garlic.

I felt a chill in my heart. The last time I saw Mule like this was when he was fighting Tietou.

At that time, he seemed to be desperate for his life.

I couldn't help but worry about Brother Garlic, wondering if he could withstand the mule's attack.

A fist the size of a mule's bowl was swung towards Brother Garlic.

Brother Garlic was calm and calm, and threw a piece of garlic into his mouth.

Just when he was about to hit his face with a fist, he suddenly shrank and moved to one side.

This is a bit unexpected. I didn't expect Brother Garlic to be so strong.

When he stood still, he still didn't fight back.

Instead, he kept chewing garlic, looked at each other, and asked me coldly:

"To live, or to die?"

Although this was asked of me, it was a great insult to the mule.

Mule's punch failed, and he was so scorned by Brother Garlic.

His long, knife-like face showed overwhelming anger.

"You're going to die, but you're the one who's going to die!"

The mule roared and charged forward again.

At this moment, Brother Garlic was leaning against the head of the bed.Facing the impact of the mule calmly.

When the mule's fist came down again, Brother Garlic stepped around.It went around easily from the mule's armpit.

At the same time, just listen to a "bang" sound.Mule's fist hit the head of the bed.

The solid wood bedside was instantly torn into pieces under his heavy punch.

At the crack, sawdust flew everywhere.

When he turned around again, Brother Garlic was already standing a few meters behind him.

He held a pen in his hand with the cap unscrewed.

Could it be that Brother Garlic is preparing to take action?

The mule suddenly stood still, motionless.

"Mule, come on?"

The two-fingered old man urged hurriedly.

The mule, on the other hand, looked dumbfounded, standing there in a daze.

Looking at Brother Garlic, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

After a while, he said:

"I lost!"

what?

The two-fingered old man and I were both stunned, not understanding where his words came from.

You know, in this match between the two, Mule threw a total of two punches, but Brother Garlic dodged them both.

But it is too early to say that the mule has lost.

But he admitted to himself that he lost.

"how come?"

The two-fingered old man asked doubtfully.

The mule turned around and looked at the two-fingered old man.

He turned his head and gently touched his neck.

Only then did I see clearly that there was a blue horizontal line on his neck.

The line is not long, but it is at the aorta.This is obviously the mark left by Brother Garlic's pen.

But the most shocking thing is that neither the two-fingered old man nor I discovered how Brother Garlic took action.

"What about him?"

Brother Garlic pointed at the two-fingered old man and asked me.

"To die, or to live?"

What I didn't expect was that this old guy was not afraid at all.

Looking at us, he suddenly laughed.

"For decades, people who want to kill me are like crucian carp crossing the river. But in the end? I am still alive and well, but these people are dead and injured..."

Brother Garlic didn't care what he said, but walked towards him slowly.

When he passed by me, I raised my hand and stopped him.

Looking at the old man, I asked:

"Bold words never scare people to death. Tell me, who are you? If you tell a lie, I will cut off your hands and feet today and send you to the arena. I think the old accountant and Liu Yunxiu must know who you are!"

"you dare?"

I laughed, but my smile was a ferocious smile.

"He doesn't need to kill you, I will do it!"

As I said that, I raised the knife and rubbed it gently on the cuff.Then he walked towards him.

The mule on the side suddenly shouted, he didn't care that he was not Brother Garlic's opponent, he wanted to rush over and fight me for his life.

But the old man raised his hand and stopped the mule.

He looked solemn and solemn.

"Okay, I'll tell you who I am. 'One emperor sits in the middle hall, and two kings stand on both sides. The three beauties gather in the middle of Yunnan, and the stars reach the eight wilderness'. You must have heard these words on the sixth day of the lunar month, right?"

I felt a chill in my heart and looked at him silently.

"Landao Jianghu may have lost my name a long time ago. But after many conflicts, the emperor is still there..."

As he spoke, he turned to stare at me.There was a strong majesty in his eyes.

"I am Lan Dao Yihuang, Huang Shigong!"