Chapter 65 So that's it (Please give me a monthly vote for the second update)

This time, Bai Ze "stormed the Guan Yiyi" sneaked into Muma Villa to kill Humbrook Basan, which is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing. A little carelessness may reveal that he is surrounded and fired with a random gun, and his fate is worrying.

In short, this is the second time he broke into someone else's territory and killed people. Last time he was in Sui County, but he was just a few gangsters in a few places. No matter how infiltrated, it was much easier than this time.

However, then again, Bai Ze actually didn't care about danger and didn't think about the consequences. In this era, people who practice martial arts generally have too many constraints. They have to succumb to their hearts and care too much, so that in just a few decades, fewer and fewer masters in the martial arts world in China have been involved in the martial arts world.

Gradually, there were some signs of disagreement. Even many sects lost their kung fu without realizing it, and the generations were broken. The things left by the older generation were getting fewer and less and less valued.

With his personality, in the past, in ancient times, with such skill, he would have been a hero who had come to Dangdang for a long time. He saw injustice and drew his sword to help him. But now if he didn't want something to happen and implicate his family, he could only suppress his mentality. It was a dragon's possession of a barn and a tiger's possession of a nest.

This is reality. Otherwise, the "critical crackdown" would be carried out on average every year, and it would be prepared for whom. In addition to the yellow, poisonous and black, the most common ones were the "blackheads" who had practiced for a few days, were young and energetic, and had a bad move.

In this way, casting nets every year is like catching lice with a comb in the old days, one after another, and the lessons of the naked car are placed in front of you, who dares to "explode the thorns". Therefore, those who have the opportunity to practice boxing these days, the first lesson for the entry is basically the so-called "martial morality" education. The master mentioned his orders and taught him earnestly, and he was afraid that his disciple would go out to cause trouble.

As a result, my heart is kind, but if you practice this boxing again, it will lose its taste and courage. It will most likely become a fitness boxing and exercises.

Throughout history, as long as those who practice boxing become famous and become famous, almost without exception are people with "tigers in their hearts". They do not cause trouble, are not afraid of trouble, do not suffer losses, and are not humiliated.

You can get angry and blood flow for five steps, cut your head and drink while chatting and laughing, and you can also get a breeze and moon, brush your clothes and leave.

Although I have a tiger in my heart and often eat the taste of flesh and blood, I do not delay my leisure time. I sniff the roses and sing the pine trees to the moon.

When encountering unfair things, a real man will be happy to be vengeful and have a bloody nature. He will be so refreshing and happy to act freely.

Unfortunately, as time goes by, such people are gradually unable to see them. However, after a sudden enlightenment in the interrogation room, Bai Ze now has such a bit of ancient heroic style and momentum when he is doing things.

Now his boxing skills are so subtle, his body is like lightning when he is thinking. If he doesn't take action, he will be like mowing grass when he kills people. However, he is not bad compared to those in the biography of Taishigong.

This time, the reason why he immediately rose up when he heard the news from Sun Mingguang was full of murderous intent. He rushed into Muma Villa even though he was not even a night. In the final analysis, he was because he was young and angry, but there were no one insignificant people. This was the nature of a young man. Excessive suppression turned against his original intention.

In addition, there is another important reason, that is, what Sun Mingguang thought before, that at the moment of boxing, his spiritual practice and enterprising are often more important than blind practice. Although this matter is not entirely caused by him, the mother and daughter were captured by hunchbacked Basang, which has a direct relationship with him.

If you don’t know and everything is kept in the dark, it’s okay, but once you know, you will definitely not tolerate it.

Otherwise, unknown flaws will arise in his mind and nature, causing his future practice to continue to deviate and make mistakes.

So this time he came in, Hunchback Basan would definitely die.

What's more, Bai Ze also firmly believes that his actions are right. Although he is not a god, he cannot change everything that exists and smooth out all the injustice in the world, saving one person is one. At some point, Bai Ze will not be stingy in playing the role of a scavenger who "kills one person and saves a hundred people".

Anyway, if you want to do it in your heart, you will do it and talk about the others.

As for how great the consequences would have been on the ground in Chengdu after killing so many people, he didn't even think about it.

Just like a martial arts competition between martial artists, either if they don’t fight, there will be basically no “good players” when they fight. If the fight comes, they are still looking forward and afraid of wolves and tigers in front, they will definitely be beaten to death on the ring.

"Mr. Jobson, you should say hello to me before you come so that I can have enough time to prepare. And this time you are here is really the time. I have been targeted by some people. If you do this, you can only make me embarrassed."

When Bai Ze came outside the door, he heard someone talking inside. He looked inside through the crack in the door and suddenly saw the scene in the reception room. The thick blanket covered the entire floor. A beautifully decorated Tibetan sofa sat on the bed. A thin and hunched Tibetan elderly man was sitting on the bed.

It was the most notorious hunchbacked Basan, who looked like an ordinary old herder, who controlled the upstream drug supply channels in several surrounding cities. Openly and secretly, at least a few thousand people relied on him to make a living. His cunning and cruel methods for many years were daunting and chilling.

There were a few butter lamps lit up on the low table next to it, so although the electricity was off, the room was still very bright and it would not be impossible to see things clearly.

Just behind these butter lamps, there was an old lama older than him sitting cross-legged. Half of his shoulders were covered with yellow lama robe, one hand slowly turned the warp and old-fashioned black-edged glasses on his nose. It looked like the "old man" who was supported in some Tibetan temples who had entered the twilight years.

Behind them, four middle-aged Tibetans with strong bodies and calluses on their palms. They were surrounded by two Tibetan knives, one long and one short, one hidden knives on their waists and legs.

In addition, there was a tall white man with a tall nose bridge in a suit and a gold-rimmed glasses sitting opposite them. The white man had curly golden hair and sharp eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the heart.

"Old Master Basang, we have always had a long friendship. We have had several good cooperations, so I don't go around in circles with you. This time, the reason why I came to visit you in the name of Master Doga is actually because of the matter you did today. According to some information I have obtained, the He family is indeed going to attack you. Your existence is a potential danger to them."

Mr. Jobson, who was hunchbacked by Basan, actually spoke fluent Mandarin, "I think you know how powerful the He family in Bashu is in your country, and with your current strength, you can't compete with it. So I sincerely suggest that you officially join our team. When there is a consensus, you will get strong support from our country, and whether it is guns or manpower, it will be greatly supplemented."

"Also, you can go back to Tibet to recruit like-minded people. I will apply to let you go to the secret base in Afghanistan for half a year for military training, so that you will have more say."

Tibetan independence

These two words suddenly appeared in Bai Ze's head.

Suddenly, when the person was outside, blood rushed into his head. Although Bai Ze focused his whole heart on practicing boxing and martial arts, he seemed a little unkind and introverted in his classmates' eyes, but these were superficial things, not fundamentals. His grandfather was fighting for more than ten years. He usually wanted to tell Bai Ze about the things from those eras, so Bai Ze always empathized with it, and the one he hated the most in his heart was the traitors and traitors.

Although the world is surging and changing, peace is the main theme, enemies in the war era can now sit on the same table, get along with each other in a friendly manner, and have a great wealth of material life, which has caused a lot of spiritual loss.

But the country is the country

Bai Ze was born in the new era and grew up under the red flag. He was able to keep pace with the times and understand the ideas and practices of some people, but some things have bottom lines and cannot be touched.

Otherwise, his punch would be in vain.

"Damn it, all these people should be killed." In an instant, Bai Ze's heart was furious, and his hand holding the knife suddenly tightened. "There are only seven people here, four Tibetan bodyguards, an old lama, and the hunchbacked Basang and the Americans, all of them were solved at once. Without making any sound, it was a bit difficult. It was better to bring two double-barrel hunting rifles just now. The bullets of that thing were covered with steel balls. After sawing the barrel, the range became shorter, but the coverage area within a short distance was even larger, just suitable for killing people in this environment."

Bai Ze had to grit his teeth outside the door, thinking in his heart how he should take action to kill everyone in the room in the shortest time. In addition to these seven, he also had to count the places that he could not see in his eyes. If he couldn't plan, there were a few bodyguards, he would inevitably be in a hurry.

So in this case, the first thing he thought of was a gun.

The simplest thing to kill a firearm is to kill someone. Just move two fingers and you can do it if you get close.

However, his thoughts were just as soon as they emerged in his heart and were forcibly removed by Bai Ze. He has not had enough time to practice boxing now. If he is moved by the gun and is distracted from his mind, he will not be able to practice pure boxing in the future.

Unfortunately, he has not been practicing sword for a long time now, and he has only practiced the most basic things with Mu Taoist. Otherwise, he has the ability of Mu Taoist, no matter how many people there are, he just needs to break into the door with his sword, and the sword light flashes and circles around the room, and many people can kill them all.

"Shan Zeng Luobu..." After hearing Jobson's words, Hunchback Basan did not answer immediately, but twisted his neck back and said several words to a Tibetan man standing behind him in Tibetan. His face swept across the door like water, and his expression suddenly looked a little unhappy: "What's going on? Haven't called yet? Go outside and see. If something goes wrong, just ask someone to repair it."

But after a few words, the old fox felt something was wrong and immediately asked his bodyguard to check the situation again.

As a result, Bai Ze, who was outside the door, caught an opportunity.

When the bodyguard pulled out a long-handled electric baton from behind his waist, pressed the strong light flashlight behind him, and opened the door and went out the moment he opened the door.

Bai Ze suddenly attacked with his move of bringing the door with his hand back, and stood up from behind him, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, instantly pressed against the man's back. Then he reached out and covered his mouth. Without waiting for his reaction, the knife below stabbed into his chest diagonally from under his ribs.

Then he didn't pull out the knife. After waiting for a while, he shrank his body, hid behind the man, pushed the door and walked in.

Although the corpse gradually becomes stiff after death, the dead people who died soon died have still been hot because the blood in their bodies is still able to flow for a short time, so their limbs are still the same as before. Bai Ze followed this characteristic and shrank his body in one breath, held the knife handle in one hand, stirred the corpse, and pinched the dead person's cervical spine with the other hand.

With his understanding of human bones at this time, he could have asked this person to walk into the house like a living person. But he was a little awkward when walking.

However, the entire floor is now out of power, and the butter lamp in the room can only illuminate part of the space. Bai Ze pinched the man and pushed the door in. No one looked at it one after another and found the flaws.

But as he got closer, the three bodyguards behind hunchbacked Basan seemed to feel something strange in their hearts. They turned around and met them. The remaining two also pressed the hidden knife that was inserted horizontally on their waists with one hand and touched the arms of the Tibetan robe with the other hand.

Although guns are banned and controlled knives are prohibited in China, they have always been favorable to the Tibetan traditions. So even now, you can see that most Tibetan compatriots on the streets of the city have waist knives. As for the grassland, no one cares about it. Almost every household has homemade muskets. When it is close to the border, it is not surprising that someone is holding an AK forty-Seven in his hand. Because most of them are poaching Tibetan antelope.

Bai Ze knew that these bodyguards had guns on them, and when they found something wrong, they would shoot immediately.

So I walked quickly, and when the bodyguard coming towards me finally realized something was wrong at first glance. When I saw the twisted muscles and expression on my companion's face and smelled a trace of blood in my nose, it was already too late.

Within thirty steps in the near future, Bai Ze's world is the world.

The bodyguard's corpse suddenly rose into the air and hit the accomplice opposite. Suddenly, the two bodies flew backwards together. At the same time, Bai Ze's body followed closely behind, and with the corpse blocking, the person swept up like a strong wind, and the sword light flew out from under the corpse. The necks of the remaining two bodyguards were cut in half together.

The big head flew into the sky, Bai Ze's knife took it back, and the back of the knife slammed and knocked on the bodyguard's head that had been hit and had not yet landed. Half of his head was opened, with a thump of plasma, and it rushed up three feet high, spraying straight at the hunchback Basang on the sofa behind him, his head and face.

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Chapter 65 So that's it
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