Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 161: Robin

Linghu Chong felt Bateman's cold, knife-like gaze, and the unbelievable gaze of his teacher behind him. His face became paler and his back sank inexplicably.

“…”

He was silent for a long time, his palm trembled slightly, and he could barely hold the long sword in his hand,

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his face with thin eyebrows and thin lips, and said in a trembling voice, "Junior refuses to accept it!"

Betterman raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

"Judgement criteria for the younger generation should be based on the evaluation of goodness, regardless of the deeds.

As long as you can do good deeds, then whether it's ambitions, a false reputation, or just doing it casually,

It's all good.

And criticize evil, but judge the heart regardless of traces.

Mr. Mo Da and Daoist Chongxu also hate this turbulent world where good and evil are reversed, and they also hate insidious villains like Zuo Lengchan and Yu Canghai,

They have no strength, so they can't kill Zuo Lengchan and Yu Canghai in order to protect themselves, so they have to stand by and do some kindness,

Even so would not be considered evil.

Since Mr. Mo Da and the others are watching Zuo Lengchan's evil deeds without interfering, they will not be considered evil,

Then why is it considered evil by the younger generation if they don't yell at Tian Boguang? "

"Let's go!"

Yue Buqun in the back was so angry that he couldn't help scolding and scolding: "What kind of person is Mr. Mo Da, where is your turn to judge and criticize? Don't kneel down and apologize to Mr. Bai!"

"Master..."

Linghu Chong looked back at Yue Buqun, who was also a teacher and father, and said sadly: "Master and my wife raised me, taught me swordsmanship, and taught me martial arts. It's not that parents are better than parents, and Chong'er dare not disrespect master and wife.

But the disciples today... really don't know what's wrong. "

"Hehe..."

Betterman smiled softly, looked at Linghu Chong, who was sad and stubborn, and said, "Young Master Linghu, do you think I'm targeting you?"

"Junior dare not..."

"That's right, for."

Betterman waved his hand and said coldly: "You can say that I have taken the moral high ground or that I have double standards, but I hate wicked people, and I hate you, you are a powerless person who is known as a hero but indulges in evil deeds. the elder.

You feel in your heart that killing Tian Boguang, or not killing Tian Boguang, is not your business, your responsibility, so you can happily chat with Tian Boguang,

But have you ever thought that you have the title of Huashan Shaoxia and enjoy the many benefits that this title brings.

When you walk in the rivers and lakes,

The inn heard that you are Huashan Shaoxia, a disciple of Yue Buqun, and will respectfully prepare a good room for you and reduce or exempt the room fee.

Other famous disciples will respectfully invite you to join us on the road when they hear that you are Huashan Shaoxia,

The people around Mount Hua, and even further afield, trust Yue Buqun and you who are taught by Yue Buqun,

They provided the Huashan School with wealth and incense,

Strengthen the Huashan faction,

Promote fame for the Huashan School,

All are converted into your intangible assets.

Otherwise, do you think you can be so handsome that you can be treated with courtesy and respect wherever you go?

Can you have drinking friends and fans? "

Linghu Chong was silent when he heard the words. He didn't quite understand what a fan was, but he could understand what Bateman meant.

"You are enjoying the many benefits of being a young chivalrous man, while at the same time rejecting the many expectations the world has placed on you,

While reluctant to give up the high-level martial arts taught by the teacher, at the same time, I hate the moral restraint that the teacher has placed on you, and pursue your own freedom and ***. "

Betterman calmly said: "Don't you think that you are also double-standard, shameless, and hypocritical?

If you really think that killing Tian Boguang or not killing Tian Boguang has nothing to do with you, it's not your responsibility,

Then I won't force you to kill him..."

He raised his arm and snapped his fingers casually.

I saw a black shadow flying rapidly in the sky, swooping down, landing on the ring with a thud.

When the smoke cleared, a man in a sack made of straw appeared on the ring.

"This is the seventh member of the Justice League, Scarecrow."

Betterman introduced indifferently: "And the person under his feet is..."

Tian Boguang.

Without Bateman's explanation, Linghu Chong, who was in a trance, also recognized the familiar-looking monk at the Scarecrow's feet.

"Linghu Brothers..."

Tian Boguang, or in other words, the monk who changed his name and surname, with the dharma name "must quit", raised his head vaguely and saw the most proud confidant he had made in his life, his face was as pale as paper.

Not long ago, he was still in the Hengshan School eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha, and suddenly he was kidnapped by a strange costume who called himself a scarecrow and thrown into the ring.

His face was pale, not because he was among the martial arts heroes, worried that he would be smashed to pieces because of his past crimes,

I am worried about my own identity, which will make Linghu Chong, the Hengshan faction who took him in and befriended with him, be attacked by a group.

Tread!

The scarecrow stepped on Tian Boguang's back, causing the latter to spit out a large mass of blood with a "ho" sound.

Linghu Chong subconsciously wanted to come forward to rescue his friend and confidant, but suddenly thought of his own identity and forcibly stopped, just looking at the Scarecrow and Bateman in grief and indignation.

"Young Master Linghu, since you don't want to kill Tian Boguang,

Then Tian Boguang's life and death have nothing to do with you. "

Betterman grinned, squatted down, took out a knife from under the cloak, and slowly cut the skin of Tian Boguang's body.

Tear off.

Tear off.

The muscles on Tian Boguang's face were cut off in bunches, the former flower thief, now a must-have monk,

At first, he tried to force himself, but the intense pain overwhelmed everything, causing him to let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.

Linghu Chong watched this scene, his facial features twisted and trembled, his hands were tightly clenched,

And the restless and noisy martial arts people in the audience were also shocked and stood in place and dared not move.

Betterman moved the knife very slowly. While ensuring that Tian Boguang would not die easily, it also allowed him to experience the greatest degree of pain.

While lingering at Tian Boguang, he calmly said to Linghu Chong: "Your Excellency is a young chivalrous hero, a heroic hero who is unrestrained and unrestrained.

Young Master Linghu, don't care about the world's evaluation, but also make friends with Tian Boguang, your confidant.

And after the latter became a monk and reformed,

Feeling heartfelt joy and silently sending blessings.

I was castrated, became a monk, and has never been involved in female sex.

Tian Boguang's fate is reasonable in Linghu Shaoxia's mind,

It is reasonable even in the minds of many martial artists.

There has always been this kind of rule in the rivers and lakes. No matter what mistakes you make or how many people you kill, as long as you go to Shaolin and become a monk, you will never ask about world affairs.

Past sins can be written off.

Even if you are not a monk, you just need to live in seclusion and never set foot in the martial arts forest, and you can write off your sins. No one will object to this.

Because, in this world, in the moral outlook of the vast majority of people in this world,

Ordinary people without martial arts are not considered human beings.

Not even pigs and dogs. "

Betterman's eyes recovered from the out-of-focus state, and slowly said: "It's just, it's always been like this, right?

Ordinary people without martial arts are not considered human, without emotion, and without justice

Only those who have martial arts are considered individuals, and only those who have affection and righteousness can obtain justice..."

Linghu Chong looked at Tian Boguang, who was naked and covered in blood under Bateman's sword. He couldn't help but fill his chest with grief and anger when he thought of the blessings he gave silently in his heart after he became a monk.

Boom!

He knelt heavily on his knees, bowed down to Bateman, and said sadly, "Linghuchong is willing to spend all his martial arts at the expense of his predecessors, please give Tian Boguang a treat."

"Happy?"

Betterman tilted his head, glanced at Tian Boguang, who had been stripped of his skin, and said lightly: "When he was walking around, picking flowers to do evil,

Have you ever heard the pleadings of those women? "

Betterman took out from under the cloak, took out another pill, and threw it into Tian Boguang's mouth, forcing the latter to eat it.

As soon as Tian Boguang took the medicinal pill, he felt a warm current rushing through his body, the surface of his body was itchy and unbearable, and his **** body actually grew skin again.

But Tian Boguang's face showed no joy, only great fear.

"Peel again."

Betterman whispered: "In the past ten years, you have spent 1,394 harvests, then I will peel you 1,394 times, and then let you die.

It's still a long time. "

Tian Boguang heard the words, his body trembled wildly, tears streaming down his face, his head slammed heavily on the masonry floor of the ring.

Linghuchong's expression changed several times. He wanted to rush forward to save Tian Boguang, but he had to kill Tian Boguang if it really didn't work, so that his friend and confidant would be spared the pain of skinning.

But the inner strength of the members of the Justice League such as the Scarecrow is extremely deep,

And the eyes of his compatriots behind him made him unable to lift his legs.

He rushed up, more likely to die,

And the teacher behind him...

The master and wife who treat him like a disciple and a son,

What kind of terrifying revenge will the juniors and seniors who respect him like a brother suffer after the fact?

Linghu Chong dared not move, nor could he move,

He looked at Tian Boguang, who was lying on the ring and cast a pleading look at him. After all, he was unable to make any move.

And Tian Boguang, also seemed to realize something, turned his head slowly, did not look at Linghu Chong, and silently endured the skinning.

"Senior..."

Linghuchong said with a choked voice, "What do I have to do so that you can make Tian Boguang die quickly."

"Oh? You didn't say just now that Tian Boguang's life and death have nothing to do with you,

You have no obligation or responsibility to interfere? "

Betterman jokingly said: "Why do you want to do justice again at this time?"

Linghu Chong was speechless and could only kowtow heavily on the ground.

"Oh, it's okay."

Betterman shook his head, "You rejected the offer to kill Tian Boguang earlier,

Then there is only one last way left.

I will abolish your martial arts and let you, as an ordinary person without martial arts, find all the women who have been hurt by Tian Boguang,

Let you compensate and rescue them.

If you can persevere, then I can give Tian Boguang a happy life, and it may not even be impossible for him to survive. "

“…”

Linghuchong opened his mouth, he looked at his confidant who was suffering on the ring, and wanted to accept it directly,

But his sanity stopped him.

How difficult and terrifying is it to find those women who have been hurt by Tian Boguang, to compensate and rescue them?

During this process, he had to endure huge humiliation and abuse from the victim and the victim's family,

beaten, besieged,

Even starting from scratch, making hard money bit by bit, earning astronomical compensation from scratch...

Not to mention, there are many victims who have long since passed away, and they have struggled to find the door, perhaps only to find a solitary grave.

Linghu Chong's face was extremely pale,

He yearns for freedom and a ***, wants to be a carefree hermit, doesn't care about anything, doesn't get attached.

Dedicate all your time to the atonement,

Such a horrible and bleak life is definitely not what he wants.

So, he opted for a simpler approach.

Zheng——

Linghu Chong raised his long sword, placed it across the front of his neck, and cut it down heavily.

Since I don't want my confidant to suffer, and I don't want to bear the fault of my confidant,

Then the only way for him to go is to draw his sword and kill himself.

"Ren Yingying, Blue Phoenix."

Suddenly, Bateman announced two names, interrupting Linghu Chong's suicide.

"At this time, my other partners in the Justice League have arrived at the locations of the Sun Moon God Cult, the Five Poison Cult and other Jianghu gangs."

Batman said slowly, "Like me, they also have good intentions in their hands, and they also carry this enemy-facing mine.

Xiang Wentian, Undefeated in the East, Six Immortals of Taogu, Green Bamboo Weng, Yang Lianting, Four Friends of Jiangnan...

All will be judged and punished fairly and uniformly.

Whether male or female, old or young,

Is it strong in martial arts, or low in skill.

Even, including the government, court, and palace.

Those who really do evil and take pleasure in doing evil will be punished like Tian Boguang,

It's no longer the same as before, putting on a monk's robe and letting it go.

Since this world, ordinary people are not considered human, only heroes are considered human,

Then it's up to me, the Justice League, to make ordinary people human.

Under our supervision and watch,

Some crimes will have nowhere to hide,

Some justice will be done.

We will be everywhere,

Mountains, swamps, cities, villages, snow-capped mountains, wastelands...

Raise your head three feet, and there will be gods.

Under the absolute power, absolute supervision and control of the Justice League, martial arts will no longer be a tool for you to compete for fame and fortune, but a tool to improve the living conditions of the vast majority of people.

Farming, mining, logging, building, forging, transporting...

Ordinary people who learn martial arts can actually improve their lives, instead of relying on the unrestrained knights in the world.

Kung Fu belongs to the people, strength belongs to the people,

During this process, those of you who rely on force to become superiors,

will hate us, spurn us, curse us,

Because we are not your heroes,

We are a group of silent guards, a group of watchful protectors, a group of knights in the dark. "

After all, Bateman put down Tian Boguang~IndoMTL.com~ and handed him over to the clown to continue Lingchi,

Betterman himself walked up to Linghu Chong, who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't kill himself, and spread out his palm, revealing a flesh-colored gem chip in his palm.

Linghu Chong said: "This is..."

"You can understand it as the proof of the dark knight."

Betterman calmly said: "Anyway, you're going to kill yourself, why don't you try wearing a chip.

Maybe, it can give you a new future. "

“…”

Linghu Chong was silent for a long time, then slowly picked up the chip from Bateman's hand and put it on his forehead.

Since then, there is one less Linghu Chong in the world,

One more time with Bateman, a man in a red and green cape who accompanies Bateman to execute justice in the dark.

He has a new name, Robin.