Mortal Prison Chapter 19: Wuze

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Dabing is a master with a very long reflex arc. He just woke up from a dream and immediately yelled: "Ye Xiaojiu, I greet your eighteenth generation of ancestors. If you have money, you will not make money. You must seek death!"

What he said was the truth. Brother Jun gave me a way of living, but I didn't want it, like a fool.

But I don’t regret it at all.

I always feel that making money is very important in this life, but some things are more important.

At this time, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

It seems too late to say anything.

The soldier was merciless, but his moves were bright. Seeing that the military man was approaching, he took the lead to greet me. He jumped out from behind me and took out the guy from his pocket. With a flick of a folding knife, there was a "pop" sound, and a gleaming blade jumped out. At this moment, his pace suddenly accelerated, and he shouted: "I will destroy you!"

It was too late to say that, but soon, with a single step, the soldier was already standing in front of Brother Jun, and the knife in his hand was thrust straight into Brother Jun's abdomen with lightning speed.

The knife stabbed hard and fast, with a tricky angle and a very good level.

Don’t talk about Tai Chi, let alone Muay Thai and Karate. The power of fighting is very limited. Da Bing and I got together at the bottom of the city. We are not familiar with martial arts. We only know that fighting is hard and we are afraid of violence. Yes, it's so violent that I'm afraid of losing my life.

If it were normal, nine out of ten of the ten swords would be scrapped with this knife. The knife penetrated into the armpit, so it was difficult to guard against it. One knife could penetrate the ribs and stab into the lungs. This is fatal. Number of ways.

But Brother Jun didn't panic. A mocking smile flashed across his face. He twisted his arm at an extremely weird angle. Normal people couldn't complete such an action. Sure enough, he did it all at once. , the bones had to be broken, but he did it and firmly grasped the blade.

His hands were not cut.

The soldier tried to draw the knife, but failed to pull it out twice, so he became a little panicked.

I wasn't idle either. While the soldier and Brother Jun were fighting, I picked up a discarded threaded steel bar as thick as my thumb and walked around it. I waited until the two men were in a stalemate and pounced on me. , swung the steel bar in his hand and suddenly swung it on Brother Jun's head.

Keng!

The steel bar was bent, and the strong force of the shock made my palms numb, and I dropped the steel bar all of a sudden.

Brother Jun had a smile on his face and remained motionless. He did not suffer any damage from such a fierce attack, not to mention opening the ladle, and he did not even see red.

He twisted his neck casually, and then let go of the blade in his hand.

For a moment, due to inertia, the soldier stumbled backwards, losing his balance. He retreated more than ten meters away and suddenly fell to the ground. But he was quite unlucky. Some unscrupulous person had placed the "large size" in that place. It hadn't been a long time and it hadn't dried yet. You can imagine what the scene would be like if he pounced on it.

The soldier was completely stunned. He subconsciously glanced at his palm, then shook the pickled hands, and let out an extremely miserable howl: "I will **** fight you!"

After saying that, the whole person rushed towards Brother Jun again as if he were crazy.

"Soldier!"

I was a little anxious, so I quickly reminded you.

We have been right for a while before, we are no match for Brother Jun, and we cannot fight head-on!

It’s a pity that this soldier was a bit shady. After being dodged by a donkey and rolling, he actually threw himself on a pile of excrement. This made him furious, his eyes were red, and he couldn’t stop shouting. He was quite a man to kill. A posture that cannot be insulted.

Having no choice but to rush towards Brother Jun again.

This time I took out the broken iron sword, hoping that this sword would have unfathomable mysterious power and be able to restrain these dead people.

……

The confrontation between the soldier and Brother Jun was short-lived.

In fact, Brother Jun only used one move.

Just turned around and kicked sideways...

Then the soldier flew backwards and landed back on the puddle of excrement. This time he failed to stand up again.

That side kick hit his chin accurately, sending him into shock.

Such a speed was within my expectations. Before, Brother Jun could easily grasp the weapon, and the soldiers could not break free from his hands. He was making judgments. Now, the soldiers have lost their minds. It would be strange not to be defeated in one go.

I'm not panicking.

While Brother Jun was knocking down the soldiers, I touched behind him again, raised the ancient sword, and stabbed Brother Jun from behind with a fierce sword.

Poof!

This sword pierced Brother General's chest directly.

A strange scene appeared. The place where the ancient sword was pierced was actually "sizzling" with white smoke, but the smell it gave off was not the smell of fireworks, but a smell similar to burning hair.

After that, I kicked Brother Jun **** the back and used the force to retreat instantly.

Obviously, my guess is correct. The ancient sword is very special and can hurt the dead.

It's just not fatal.

My eyes were fixed on Brother Jun, and I saw that he was still standing, but his body began to become stiff and his movements began to slow down. His whole body turned slowly like a puppet.

When he turned around, I saw that his face was as golden as paper, and his eyes were scarlet and filled with thick blood lines. They could no longer be called bloodshot, but blood vessels. , crowded together and beating continuously, as if the eye sockets were filled with earthworms.

The wound was still smoking, but there was no bleeding. Brother Jun lowered his head and stared at the wound for a moment, then chuckled "Hey", then looked up at me, quite excited: "I didn't expect you to heal so quickly. I have discovered the usefulness of this sword, and it hurts so much when I am injured by it... But even so, what can I do?"

After saying that, he staggered towards me, looking like a zombie.

I silently held the ancient sword tightly and raised it high. Only when he was closer to me did I suddenly step out and slash at his neck with the sword.

"Roar!"

Brother Jun opened his mouth and roared.

The roar was like thunder and had extremely strong penetrating power.

My ears were ringing, my mind went blank, an indescribable feeling of nausea came over me, and my steps began to become frivolous.

Plop...

One step after another, I finally fell to the ground. My whole body was sore and limp, lying at Brother Jun’s feet. No matter how hard I struggled, I could never stand up.

"There is a foreign object in the south, named Wu Ze. It is made from corpses collected by black witches. It is caused by resentment. Its body is injured and produces smoke. The smoke is highly poisonous. It can stay dormant for several months after entering the body. Suddenly, you can hear a deafening sound. It can cause poisoning and paralysis of the limbs, and you cannot get out of bed for three days."

Brother Jun’s voice was erratic, and he said such a rather awkward statement.

I got a rough idea.

Wu Ze?

Is Brother Jun this kind of monster?

It seems, and it seems that there is a dark hand behind Brother Jun, making him become such a weird thing.

My thoughts are confused and confused. I have thousands of questions to ask Brother Jun, but I can’t make any sound when I open my mouth, as if I have become mute.

"Brother Xiaojiu."

Brother Jun finally returned to something "normal". The thick blood lines in his eyes gradually receded and he said indifferently: "I have said before that I am different now from when I went to the grave. Why are you still going against me? ? I thought you were a person who knew how to advance and retreat, but now it seems that smart people sometimes become confused."

He bent down and snatched the sword from my hand. I was so weak that I watched him take away the ancient sword.

"Finally got it."

Brother Jun held the sword, with a flash of enthusiasm on his face, and whispered: "What on earth is this? Why does it make them flock to it?"

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Oh, yes, I remember that time I accidentally heard them say two words - blood sacrifice!"

"Although I don't know what the blood sacrifice is, but since it has the word "blood" on it, it must mean seeing blood, right? Brother Xiaojiu, you brought this sword out, so brother, I will operate on you today. This This is what happens if you go against me!"

"..."

After saying that, he suddenly raised the ancient sword in his hand, pointed it at me and stabbed me without hesitation.

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