ugly man

After listening to his brother's proposal, Yan Yun pondered for a moment, looking at the triumphant Bei Mingkun on the ring.

Because of his fierceness and bravery, the people below were very hesitant. He stood on the ring and waited like a winner.

Then, Yan Yunyi looked at Lu Nanzhu and the others, and nodded when he saw no familiar faces.

Yan Yunjiu jumped onto the ring, and Bei Mingkun was delighted.

"Yo, old acquaintance? Why, you want to make gestures with my brother?"

Bei Mingkun drew a semicircle on the ground with the giant sword in one hand. There was a heavy friction sound between the stone slab and the giant sword, and fragmentary sparks burst out.

"Yanyun eighteen rides!"

"There's something to see, there's something to see!"

"Tsk, this Bei Mingkun is so fierce, I'm afraid Yan Yunjiu is not his opponent?"

Yan Yunjiu glanced at Bei Mingkun, walked straight to the master of ceremonies, and whispered a few words.

Lu Nanzhu wanted to hear what the other party had to say, but it was too noisy around him.

A look of embarrassment flashed across the emcee's face, but he really wanted to see Yan Yun's Eighteen Horsemen's horned dragon formation.

"Ninth brother, like this, I can't decide this matter, you wait a moment, I will ask Bei Mingkun what he means, and then I will inform the head."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

The master of ceremonies rolled his eyes, came to Beimingkun, and discussed: "Hero Beiming, Yanyun Shibaqi heard that you brought a team, and asked if you would like to fight a team battle." Pause After a pause, he continued: "Let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The eighteen riders of Yanyun ride across the fourteen counties of Youzhou. Even if they go to other places, they are the most valuable bounty hunters. Xia, you are sure that if you perform well in front of the heroes of the world, it will not only make you famous, but also double your value, and it will be beneficial to you whether you lose or win, what do you think?"

In the mind of the master of ceremonies, it was impossible for Bei Mingkun's team to win Yanyun Shibaqi.

Bei Mingkun had a simple mind, and the master of ceremonies' proposal was like a piece of cake from the sky. In their team, he was the weakest one. How could he not win?

"Success, you tell him, I agree!"

"What did the elder brother agree to?" Lu Nanzhu asked suspiciously.

Wuma Wujiu replied: "I'm afraid this is not a good thing."

The master of ceremonies winked at Yan Yunjiu, and ran to the high platform in a hurry.

After a while, he ran back: the head agreed.

Mei Yihe and Su Mubai both straightened their bodies, they had different thoughts but the same purpose, they just wanted to see how their "sweetheart" martial arts were.

And Mei Yihe hoped that Bei Mingkun and the others were in a weak position, so that they could fly down at the critical moment and save the beauty as a hero.

Bei Mingkun squatted on the edge of the ring and finished speaking with excitement.

Simei looked strange and looked at each other.

Xia Qinyi spoke first: "Xiaolu won't go, cousin, you can go."

Wuma Wujiu pulled Gongsun Qing behind him, and said: "Qing'er's identity is inconvenient, it would be troublesome if she lost her bamboo hat during the fight."

Xia Qinyi lowered her voice: "The little deer's identity is still sensitive. People from the Nine Gangs and Eighteenth Councils are watching. The matter with the Giant Whale Gang is not over yet."

"It's okay, it's hopeless, I'd better give you a hard time." Gongsun Qing looked nonchalant.

Indeed, for the four of them, just one random person, plus Bei Mingkun, is enough to deal with the former Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry.

The quacks standing around cast strange glances one after another, thinking that these four people are no longer a matter of brazenness, they may be crazy...

On the other side, under the attention of everyone, Yanyun Shiba rode onto the ring. Eighteen strong and steady men were well-trained and lined up in a row.

Each breathing steadily, with a sharp light in his eyes, uniform service, the totem representing the highest honor of the bounty hunter is embroidered on the chest, this is the totem of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry when it was founded.

After 15 years of hard work, their totem has become the honor and symbol of the industry.

The 18 people held eighteen kinds of weapons in their hands, namely: knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, shovels, shovels, sticks, lances, clubs, crutches, and shooting stars.

Six years ago, they were carelessly defeated by Ugly Man in Qingfeng Mountain. From that day on, Yanyun Eighteen Riders seldom took any missions.

That's why they couldn't get used to Bei Mingkun's complacent look, because they had put in ten or even a hundred times the sweat.

The lifespan of the bounty hunter industry is not long, and the term peak and decline is appropriate for this industry.

When the bounty hunter reaches its peak, although it is infinitely beautiful, it is also the beginning of its decline.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry is now at this juncture. If this battle starts, they should still have five years to earn enough expenses for the rest of their lives. If this battle is defeated, what will be waiting for them?no one knows...

The 18 people are like a pack of wolves, no one urges them with words, and the light that bursts out of their eyes shows their desire and determination to win.

Seeing their eyes, Lu Nanzhu was startled for a moment, then respectful.

"Stop pushing, let's go up together."

"But……"

As soon as Xia Qinyi finished speaking, she also saw the opponent's state and retracted her words.

The four looked at each other, nodded, and jumped onto the ring together.

Bei Mingkun stood in the middle, with Wuma Wujiu and Gongsun Qing on the left, and Xia Qinyi and Lu Nanzhu on the right.

As soon as the five people appeared on the stage, there was another commotion under the originally quiet ring. The reason was the same. This team was really "special".

They thought what a powerful team they would bring, and Bei Mingkun agreed to Yanyun Shibaqi's proposal without any hesitation...

"My God, Bei Mingkun is crazy, why are there still women?"

"Five people, three pussies? And a skinny bearded head, is this... okay?"

"There are three people, and they don't even have weapons... Bei Mingkun, you are too crazy!"

Wuma Wujiu never held a weapon, the two magic weapons were in the wooden box behind Lu Nanzhu, only Bei Mingkun and Gongsun Qing had swords in their hands.

Mei Yihe was a little anxious, Su Mubai signaled him to be calm, and a trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes.

Xia Qinxun, who was sitting at the farthest side, smiled faintly, with fair skin like a porcelain doll, exquisite facial features, and a pale smile, which looked a little creepy.

"Array!"

Yan Yunyi didn't underestimate his opponent, he shouted loudly, and the 18 people stepped on their feet and dispersed.

If you look down from a high altitude, you will find that in the seemingly chaotic movement, the formation has been formed.

Wuma Wujiu looked at the opponent's formation, restrained his smile, and said in a low voice: "Beiming, you can fight one against two, right?"

"pass it to me."

In other words, the remaining four need to fight four against one.

Moreover, the opponent's formation has been formed, and the eighteen weapons are long and short, both hard and soft, perfectly assembled together, it can be said that they have both offensive and defensive capabilities, and they can advance and retreat freely!

The four stepped forward in tacit understanding, forming a square, leaving their backs to their teammates. Although the formation was simple, there was no trace of timidity in their eyes.

The people under the ring shut up.

The field was quiet again, and most people put away their previous contempt and watched intently.

The banners in the distance fluttered in the wind, and there was the sound of hunting.

Even Master Jueyuan from Faguang Temple stroked his beard and sat up straight.

The master of ceremonies was on the scene, and he had been stunned for a long time. He only came back to his senses after being reminded softly by the people next to him. He swallowed, raised the command flag high in his hand, paused for a while, and waved it down quickly.

"The competition begins!"

"Drink!" The eighteen men roared, their voices were in unison, and they were as one.

It reveals the perseverance and determination of the northern man.

Lu Nanzhu Xia Qinyi, with the same mind, the power of this formation is astonishing, if the opponent becomes encircled, I am afraid that it will be very bad, the two of them flashed and rushed to their opponents first, trying to disrupt their deployment.

Not to be outdone, Bei Mingkun held the sword in both hands, shouted, and rushed out.

Since Wuma Wujiu was unarmed, she didn't rush out hastily, she planned to stop with silence and see if she saw the trick.

Gongsun Qing's thinking was the same as Wuma Wuhu's, waiting for work with leisure and adapting to the situation.

But in the blink of an eye, the arena has already become one.

Lu Nanzhu was facing short weapons, and he used the 36-way Tiangang kick that was improved by her and Xia Qinyi.

The new kick is as fast as the wind, but it is silent; the power is amazing, but it is not obvious, and because both of them are women, the new kick is elegant and agile, and it is very pleasing to the eye after kicking.

Lu Nanzhu used one against four, cleverly avoided the opponent's sharp blade, and kicked fiercely with his legs, successfully restraining the four of them.

Xia Qinyi used the palm technique developed by watching deer and catching fish. This set of palm techniques is actually mostly fingering, and the three fingers form claws. The movements look like they are catching fish, but they are actually very practical. Xia Qinyi named it Xiaolu Quan.

Her opponents are all soft weapons, and this set of small grappling hands is exactly the opponent's nemesis.

Xia Qinyi accurately grasped the long whip that the other party was swinging towards, and she stood up with her horse step, her waist sank, she first shook it heavily, and then quickly threw it out. He didn't use brute force, but just borrowed his strength to hit east and west, making several people into a mess.

Wuma Wujiu was good at using poison, if there were no audience watching, her opponent would be the first to fall, but not now, especially the old monk Jueyuan who had fought against her three times sitting on it.

There was the sound of weapons colliding next to their ears, and Bei Mingkun and Gongsun Qing were already in close combat with their respective opponents.

And the ones she faced were all long weapons, and in the eyes of outsiders, they were all at a disadvantage.

With a flash of cold light, the silver spear stabbed at the chest, and Mei Yihe stood up from the chair in fright.

And Wuma Wuzhu hooked the corners of his mouth, showing no signs of fear.

When the tip of the gun brushed against his chest, he suddenly lowered his waist, leaving Yin □ empty, and raised one of his legs, kicking heavily on the handle of the gun.

With a sound of "buzz", the silver gun trembled and turned upwards, Wuma Wuzhu used a stance of gaping step, and slapped the ground heavily with his left hand, speeding up.

Flashed to the opponent's lower body, stretched his legs between Yan Yun'er's legs, and hit the scissor kick, disturbed the opponent's lower body, stood up quickly, raised his breath, aimed, and mercilessly kicked out a blow foot!

Then, lightly jumped out of the opponent's attack range.

Yan Yuner was really a man, he was obviously already beaten, his face was purple, his eyes were protruding, but he bit his teeth and didn't cry out.

Wuma Wuhu snorted coldly, she has been in the world for more than ten years, this move was adapted from the modern anti-wolf technique after she had a foundation of internal strength, it is very effective against men.

Of course, except for that perverted old monk Jueyuan, who has practiced boy kung fu iron cloth shirt for decades...

But apart from him, it is a killer move for any man.

"Oh……"

Under the arena, everyone who saw Wuma's helpless move all cried out in pain for Yan Yuner.

Mei Yihe looked shocked, his lower abdomen tightened, and he pinched his legs.

The author has something to say: Today's update has arrived~

I am very happy to write this chapter. While writing, there are pictures in my mind.

I found out one thing, if the kind of person who has never cried since childhood, suddenly cry once, the power is quite amazing.

It’s like this, I suddenly had an idea, and then I asked my dad, can I be arranged to visit a mental hospital after I return to China, and stay for a few days in the end.

My dad scolded me, but after communicating for a while, he reluctantly agreed.

I was very happy and cheered.

As a result, my dad called after a while and disagreed, so I cried.

My dad was startled and hung up the phone. He called after a while, and he had already contacted me. He said that when I return to China, I can go to a mental hospital as an intern, visit doctors and nurses, and communicate with patients.

Hey hey hey.

Please call me a brainstormer, I conceived a novel, but I think it's a castle in the sky, because I don't know this group well.

In order to be real, I decided to take a look, understand their world and ideas, and then find a way to turn them into fiction.

For mental patients, I have a special shadow, I can't say it's a shadow, it's just a strange feeling.

When I was young, I lived with my grandma in a family compound with many children.

Downstairs there was a "fool" who was actually a (psychopath) and we didn't know his name, but everyone (I was under 8 at the time.) called him a fool.

The idiot sits downstairs talking to himself every day, basking in the sun, one cloudy day, no children come out to play, I play by myself, usually we are not close to the "idiot".

I chatted with him that day, and after chatting, I thought he was quite normal, so I boldly asked him, and I said: Why do people call you a fool.

He looked at me very calmly and seriously and said: I am not a fool, I am normal.

I was stunned.

And then he smiled at me, so weirdly, so vividly, and he said to me: You're the ones, all of you.

I got scared and ran away, and went home and told my grandma that my grandma asked me to leave his origin in the future.

Later, when I grew up, when I was about 13.14 or [-] years old, I wrote a story by myself. It was about whether we are lunatics or mentally ill or lunatics, a very weird novel.

It's a pity that our teacher tore it up because it was written in class...

It suddenly occurred to me that when I went to the hospital for an internship, I would broadcast live on Weibo. I planned to stay for a few days to experience their lives and the world, communicate with them, and listen to their views on the world.