Chapter 102: The Death of Jing Ke

In addition to being able to predict the enemy's initiative, Zhao Shazi's biggest advantage after eating her biscuits is that she can distinguish the enemy and me. I can clearly judge Ersha and Fatty's mental state from the murderous aura emitted from the human body. If Ersha's murderous aura suddenly becomes strong, it means that he is confused and he has to be more careful with him. I waved a small bag to block the sword that stabbed the fat man, and helped him to slap the fat man's sneak attack. The fat man only cared about the evil man, and Qin Wuyang's hands were almost about to grab his shoulder. I hurriedly kicked Qin Wuyang's hips...

This was awesome. The three of them were furious at the same time and came towards me together. I felt that the murderous aura was so fierce that I saw countless lines radiating from the three of them, with heavy and light colors. They ran together and straddled each other and rushed to me. I had no choice but to sigh and dodge like Neo in the Matrix - but the iron bridge was not made out. Although we had two good kidneys, our waists were not good.

After a while, I found that after eating the fool's biscuit, the advantage is: as long as you are careful, not to mention three people, even three hundred and three thousand people can't do anything to you. As long as the other party is murderous, you can feel it in advance that the red shadows appearing on them are clearly distinguished in color, which is even clearer than the ones marked in the picture one and two. You just need to move a place according to this picture. Maybe someone has questions, what should I do when I meet a master? It is the same when I meet a master. He holds more than a dozen or even dozens of different moves in one move, but it is useless. Those red shadows will mark you mercilessly, so Kong Konger, who is as fast as lightning, can't fight the slow Zhao Baiface.

But I soon discovered a fatal weakness: after eating the fool's biscuit, my body was obviously ineffective! I just swung the small tripod and walked a few steps, and I felt panting. The little thing weighing only five or six pounds in my hand seemed to be ten times heavier. Zhao Baifang fought with someone, once with a fly swatter and once with this sword sheath. It turned out that he couldn't use any heavy thing.

This surprised me and became depressed immediately, but there was nothing I could do. You have to bear all the consequences of it after eating the biscuits. You can't expect you to have the strength of Xiang Yu and have the premonition of Zhao Baifang. If that's the case, I think it's not far from being invincible in the world.

In the past, I used to eat Wu Song's biscuits, and I could kick the table with four or five centimeters thick, but after kicking, it would hurt for a long time, which would be equivalent to letting Xiali run 200 miles. But this time, we are obviously a good guy, but we can only move the same as the old lady with a small foot. I feel even more unhappy, as depressed as driving a sports car with a speed limit of 3 miles!

I fought with them for a while and had enough self-protection, but the small tripod could no longer be swung. At this moment, the murderous aura from the fat man suddenly disappeared, and the red shadows like maggots were gone. He stood there and stood there for a moment. But with the fat man's IQ, he immediately judged the situation. After recovering his memory, he saw that I seemed a little powerless. He looked at me apologetically, and then slashed at Qin Wuyang's head with a sword - he was still thinking about not being embarrassed with Jing Ke at this moment.

The reason why Qin Wuyang and Jing Ke temporarily gave up Fatty Ying to attack me was afraid that they both had the same mind. They regarded me as Fatty's bodyguard. Now I am the only one in the palace who has the ability to fight back, so the two of them held the idea that if they wanted to win the Fatty, they would first take Xiaoqiang. Although they were not harmonious at this moment, they were comrades-in-arms. Although Ersha didn't understand why Fatty was standing on their side just now, they suddenly saw the fat man raise his sword and chopped towards Qin Wuyang. Without thinking, he used a dagger to help him block it. Qin Wuyang nodded slightly to him to show his gratitude, and twisted his body and grabbed Qin Shihuang...

At this moment, I had already thrown the little tripod aside, and my body was too soft to be free to command. Seeing that the fat man was about to be caught by Qin Wuyang. Suddenly, Jing Ke's murderous aura suddenly subsided and stabbed Qin Wuyang hard in the heart of the front. Qin Wuyang, who was defenseless, hurriedly avoided the blade (actually, there was no more). He did not care about the occasion and the urgency of time, and said to Jing Ke, "What are you doing?"

Jing Ke ignored him and kept squeezing at Qin Shihuang, meaning that he had just understood, but he didn't expect that Fatty Ying would swing him over without saying a word... Fatty was confused again.

I could see clearly on the side. I didn’t know whether to be angry or laugh. Taking advantage of this chaos, I found myself a handy weapon - a cowhide boot on my left foot!

This cleverly absorbed Liu Bang's beloved Fengfeng's experience. I remember she used a high heel to fight Xiao Liu and the others, and knocked one of Xiao Liu's brothers to the same head as a Buddha in the West.

The workmanship of the Qin Dynasty was still not good. As the King of Qi, I was naturally the best thing at that time. However, the cowhide boots still couldn't tell the soles and heels of the feet. This thing was taken off more like socks worn by women, but because of this, it could better perform its function as a weapon - this thing was so swinging and hurting people, and it was moderate in weight, which was really a treasure.

The situation in the venue changed again. The fat man fought side by side with Ersha. Qin Wuyang had successfully threatened several times and was disturbed by Ersha. However, if Jing Ke had a second thought, he had saved himself from the King of Qin's sword more than once. Now two swords, one long and one short, were stabbed at each other. Qin Wuyang was shocked and suspicious, and he dared not kill anyone. He retreated repeatedly. I jumped behind him and patted his shoulder. Qin Wuyang turned around and with a "bang", the cowhide shoes slapped hard on his face, and a clear footprint suddenly appeared there.

Qin Wuyang was furious and smashed his fist into my face with all his might. As early as I jumped behind him, I saw him having this move. He calmly tilted his head. Qin Shihuang seized the opportunity to stab him out, and was about to give Qin Wuyang a cold heart. Jing Keqing shouted and used a dagger to pull the sword away again, and at the same time killed the fat man...

It was the most unique, weirdest, most chaotic and inseparable battle ever.

In this battle, four complicated people emerged, two trances, one crazy people and one who had been inexplicable for a long time.

In this battle, I sometimes deal with Ersha and Qin Wuyang with Fatty; sometimes with Ersha against Qin Wuyang and Fatty; of course, sometimes I naturally cannot avoid dealing with Qin Wuyang with Fatty and Ersha...

In the melee, my leather boots were sometimes against one and two, and sometimes against three, but the soles of my shoes were slapped on Qin Wuyang's face without exception. Qin Wuyang had no weapons in his hand and couldn't figure out the situation. In extreme depression, I couldn't help asking me: "Why are you only hitting me?" I was stunned. I didn't know how to answer this unlucky guy, so I simply stopped talking and continued to slapped... Qin Wuyang's face was slapped by me in a short while, just like a brick in the lobby of the train station.

At this time, the guards finally heard the movement in the hall and looked carefully. It didn't matter when they saw it, and they were so scared that they ran away. They ran in and called for people. After a while, General Wang rushed in with the brigade of guards.

When Qin Wuyang saw it, he shouted, "Jing Ke, fight..." I took the step forward, swung my cowhide shoes while scolding him: "Fight, fight, fight, let you fight!"

Qin Wuyang subconsciously protected his face with his hands, and then screamed strangely, and grabbed me like crazy. His movements were indeed much faster than before, but they were useless. The faster movements were just a few more marked shadows in my eyes. I took a step back and thrust on Qin Wuyang's face. Then, he was going back to fist, "pa", and then. Then he lowered his head in advance, and moved away from his fist. "pa" again... Qin Wuyang could no longer bear it, and shouted in a crying voice, falling into the dust, lifting his legs and kicking. I don't know if it was knocked out by me or if I was so angry that I was so angry.

Qin Wuyang fell, Ersha and Fatty were both stunned. I felt the murderous aura of both of them quickly dissipated, and I shouted softly: "Come as planned!"

The fat man looked at me and looked at Ersha again. Suddenly, he shouted and ran behind the pillar. Ersha's reaction was not slow at this time, and he chased after him with a dagger and shouted and killed. However, I could tell at a glance that this time the fool was doing a show.

In the blink of an eye, the fat man ran out from the other end of the pillar again, but Ersha couldn't catch up with him. After the fat man was behind the pillar, Ersha shouted loudly, "Ha!"

The ministers were shocked and rushed up quickly. I reached out to stop them and said, "Everyone retreat. Let me go!"

Seeing that I was able to fight the assassin just now, people stepped back one after another, and even shouted, "King of Qi Yingwu!"

I walked around the back of the pillar with a nervous look and almost got so angry that I was so angry that I saw Ersha standing with a dagger and facing Qin Shihuang. The fat man held a sword and pointed at Ersha's legs and poked the blood bags on Ersha's legs. Seeing that the fat man was clumsy, Ersha simply poked the blood bags on his legs with a dagger. Suddenly, the red paint water oozed out. I reminded in a low voice: "Kezi, shout twice!"

Ersha raised her head and shouted in a tone: "Ah--you hit me." "It hurts so much, I'm bleeding"...

Ersha shouted and lowered her head and snatched the blood sac on her chest. Just as I was about to poke, I grabbed his hand and said, "This is for a while, now Brother Ying chases you!" As he said that, he pushed him out, Ersha limped out a little, and only heard the ministers screaming together. I pushed the fat man out in time. The ministers were surprised and said, "You are fine!" "Your Majesty Yingwu!"

At this time, the warrior in front of the palace had already come close to him under the leadership of General Wang. Someone came to tie Qin Wuyang down. General Wang held the sword tightly in his hand and was about to step forward to stop Ersha. I poked my head out from behind the pillar to signal him to stop, and whispered: "Leave this opportunity to show up to the king!"

General Wang looked at the situation on the field and saw Qin Shihuang chasing the assassin who was holding a long sword in his hand. He hurriedly nodded to express his understanding, reached out to stop several guards, and shouted: "The king is brave, let's see that he captured this thief alive."

Ersha immediately returned to normal after the post of the runway. He took a breath and pricked the blood sac on his chest. Then the fat man arrived. Ersha shouted exaggeratedly without me giving instructions: "Ah, you poke me again, my blood..." This time he staggered out with a limp legs covering his chest, and the ministers shouted, "The king has succeeded again!" Many people cheered.

After running three laps like this, Ersha was already "bloody flowing". I saw that the time was about to be over and the biscuits were about to expire. I couldn't feel the breath of the two of them. In this case, there was no difference between opening their eyes and blindness. When Ersha ran in again, I grabbed him and said, "Okay, Kezi, it's almost done."

The fat man ran in with relish and said, "I'm so tired that I'm hungry!"

Unexpectedly, Ersha was quite eager to perform, so she blinked her eyes and said, "Let's run two more laps."

The fat man kept waving his hands and whispered: "The bag (do not) run away, and the bag is gone, and he can't run away when he is hungry."

I said to Ersha: "Lying down." Then I took his dagger and threw it outside. When the ministers saw that the assassin's weapon was also knocked down by their king, the joy was thunderous.

General Wang brought people around and glanced at Ersha who was "dying" and knelt down at Qin Shihuang and said, "The king is frightened!" The fat man waved his hand.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that murderous aura emanating from the ground Ersha's body. At the same time, a row of red shadows stood up from him. The first shadow got up from the ground and tightly strangled Qin Shihuang's neck with both hands...

Ersha was sick again! His next move, who had lost his memory, was to stand up and continue assassinating Qin Shihuang.

If he gets up here, if Fatty Ying is safe, everything will be misleading. General Wang and the others will definitely dismember the Ersai Lun Blade without hesitation...

In desperation, I picked up the small tripod on the ground. As soon as Ersha looked up, I put it on the back of his head. The pitiful fool fainted again without saying a word.

I was sweating all over and felt that Zhao Baifang's biscuits had completely lost their effect at this moment - fortunately, otherwise I wouldn't be able to pick up the tripod.

General Wang glanced at Ersha in a daze and said strangely: "This..."

I wiped my sweat and patted his shoulder and said, "This assassin is dead."

General Wang reached out to Tan Ersha's breath and said, "...It seems that he is not dead yet."

Fatty Ying suddenly said coldly: "Hungry Society (say) He will die if he dies."

General Wang suddenly realized: "Yes, the king is brave and unparalleled in the world. A mere assassin naturally cannot escape the king's sword."
Chapter completed!