Ultimate Assassin System

Sitting tightly on the steps, pulling the inferior pipe, the skinny old man finally eased from the excitement, and smoked a few mouthfuls of dry tobacco. The smoke was so fierce that when the smoke came out, it instantly covered the wrinkled old yellow face,

"Oh ... no, since you want to hear, then the old man will tell you a story. Right, the door ..." Suddenly remembered something, looked up at the wooden door that had been closed by Tang En, his expression was slower, " "Oh, it's closed." Turning his head to look at the wooden bench brought by himself, sitting in Lansha in the house, his lips moved, "Girl you still hide ..."

When Lansha, who turned her head to her nose, saw the meaning of the old man suddenly, she didn't care to wave her hand, and let out the smoke that floated in front of her. I just jumped on the wall and watched it. There weren't many people coming and couldn't stop us. "

Lansha lied. She didn't jump on the wall and watched it, but the old man who was just emotional didn't pay attention to this stubble, and he didn't even know that the well-behaved girl in front of her was talking blindly.

But then again, if the unscrupulous guests outside the village were all on horseback, then Lansha wasn't exactly talking nonsense. Based on the previous clutter of horseshoes, the battle-fighting Lansha can certainly tell that there are not many outsiders.

Seeing that Lansha iron did not hide, the old man was naturally not good at saying anything, and he was worried that if he was as noisy as before, it would attract outsiders' attention, but he shook his head and smoked again, waiting for the smoke to slowly ease on the old face. Slowly spread out, sinking.

"In the past, there was a pair of brothers in the village. My brother was Hansen. My younger brother was Hanluo. Hansen was more than ten years old, and he was very sturdy and good-hearted. He was not only filial to his elders, but there was no one in Zhuangzi who was busy. Will take the initiative to help, without asking for compensation, everyone in Zhuangzi likes him ... "

"This is not the case with Han Luo. He is arrogant when he is small. He is even more arrogant when he is big. He does n’t do business all day, and he does n’t care about the fields that belong to him at home. He spends his entire day with a few idlers in the village. A piece of chickens and dogs, bullying Zhuang people, and a good Zhuangzi was suffocated by them. Later, I heard that they are mingling with thieves in the mountains, and haven't seen anyone for a few months. When they get home, they ask for money, and they will make trouble Let his brother break his heart ... Well, blame me for this ... and also blame his father, Han Luo was born without a mother, difficult to give birth to death. So his father loves him very much. Keep everything good for playing Give it to him. Even when he became more and more unsuccessful, Hanson, the elder brother, wanted to discipline, but was stopped by his father. As a result ... hehe, he couldn't change back ... "

Xu Xu said something irrelevant. The skinny old man shook his head and sighed from time to time, and then seemed to be squinted by the smoke. Pausing for a while, raising his hand to wipe away the muddy old tears in his eyes, his mood was very low.

Tang En didn't urge either, just listening quietly. With the wisdom of the two of them, it was natural to hear that the Hansen and Han Luo brothers were the two sons of the old man.

"Later, it was about the middle of last year. The three dogs of Zhuangli's old Tang family returned to work from outside and brought back a lot of new things. Some were given to the people in Zhuangli by the old soup, including Hansen's. The thing is not important, it ’s just a mind. The three dogs are not at home. Hansen has helped Lao Tang a lot. On the outer wrapping paper of that thing, Hansen first learned about the gray-clad army, and later learned that the paper was gray-clad. What is the poster for the propaganda of the army? I heard that it was posted on the wall in the city and was wrapped by the three dogs ... "

He shook his head and continued to say, "Hanson was fascinated after reading the news of the heavily affected army, and then inquired about the gray clothing army again. Everyone in Zhuangzi said that the gray clothing army was good and promoted the gray clothing army's deeds. , And said that he must find a way to join the Grey Army. For this reason, he also quarreled with Han Luo who was dismissive and almost started ... Later, Han Luo ran away, and did not return for a long time. I heard that it was Heshan again The thieves and bandits got together, this inverse ... Han Luo is gone. Even if Hansen wants to join the Grey Army again, he cannot leave Zhuangzi. Because there is an old father at home ... "

"A few months ago, Han Luo, who had disappeared for more than a year, suddenly returned. He was brought back by riding a crossblade, and he was dressed well. Others asked him where he went, and he said he had joined the Gray Army ..." He took a few sips of dry smoke and murmured, "The gray-clad army, the gray-clad army ... The people inside Zhuangzi heard a little scared, after all, the gray-clad army and Bran were fighting outside. Only Hanson was very happy, the first I was proud of this impoverished younger brother. So after listening to Han Luo ’s saying that the gray-clad army needs support and sent them out to raise supplies, Hansen was very active, not only donating more than half of his own food and money, but also helping persuade Zhuangzi The people supported together ... During that time, Hansen was really happy. When he was drinking with me, he was saying that his brother was finally out of the way and fulfilled the dream that he always wanted to do but could n’t do ... hehe ... "

Grinning, both bitter and happy. It seemed to be remembered that Hansen was happy at that time. The family was rarely reunited without quarreling, and they were happy together. It also seems to be remembered afterwards, the smile is a bit bitter.

Hearing this, Tang En frowned slightly and shook his head slightly at Lansha who was watching. It was determined in his heart that this Han Luo had joined the bandit gang, and now he was just playing the gray coat's signboard and cheating.

The reason is simple. A few months ago, it was almost when the Grey Army killed 100,000 mountains. During this period, the Grey Army had been fighting and supporting the war. The Bran town warehouses that it had captured had a large pile of grain and supplies, and there was no need to send people out to collect them.

"However, the situation changed. Han Luo had promised to return the grain that was not returned on time. It only said that there was something wrong with the logistics of the Grey Army and it needed to be eased. Hansen didn't doubt it at the time either, and helped appease the villagers. And put out some of the food and money in the family first. But Han Luo, that is, the gray army, was not satisfied, and continued to urge the villagers to take out the winter food, once, twice, three times ... Finally, it was finally out Question ... In fact, before that, the people in Zhuang had doubts about the propaganda of the gray army, because the several gray army soldiers brought back by Han Luo did not help the poor civilians as they said in the propaganda, but instead It caused a lot of trouble in the village ... "

"At that time. Hanson also felt that he had been deceived. But he felt that it wasn't the Grey-Armed that lied to him ... but his younger brother Han Luo ... they began to quarrel. Hansen said that Han Luo did not join the Grey-Armed Army, The man who brought back was not the gray-clad army, accusing him of deceiving the entire Zhuangzi. Han Luo did not admit that he accused Hansen of being reluctant to eat food and did not support the gray-clad army ... It was an evening. I just sat here smoking, remembering that Xia is beautiful, red is the same as blood. Then suddenly outside shouted. Killed ... "

Shaking his voice, stroking the cold steps next to him, the pipe held by the skinny old man was also shaking, some choked, "Han Luo ... Han Luo killed Hansen ... Kill his brother ... It was noisy At that time, when the two started to move, Hanson was strong and Han Luo couldn't beat him. He touched the knife ... When I passed by, Hanson's head had fallen ... the ground was covered with blood, very red, Very red, even redder than the setting sun that evening ...

Looking at the emaciated body of the dry old man, Tang En and Lansha looked at each other. The thought of the air-dry head hanging on the flagpole outside Zhuang was silent. They did see scenes ten times and a hundred times worse than that, but what about them? Once immersed and empathized, every misery is enough to make people feel shocked.

Maybe because of sadness many times. After a while, the skinny old man eased himself over. At this time the noise outside was getting closer. But the elder man who did not seem to hear, continued to say, "After killing Hansen, Han Luo had no restraint and acted even more. He nailed a wooden pole outside Zhuang, hung Hansen's head, and gave it to Zhuangli The rules are set. It is said that the supplies will be collected on time every month. If anyone does not give, and insufficient supplies, then continue to hang his head on that wooden pole ... "

Pausing for a while, slowly spitting out smoke, "I don't know whether the gray army deceived us or Han Luo deceived us, I don't want to know ... I just thought, what did I do wrong in my life, let The gods punished me so much that the devil valued me ... "

"Look, Hansen is loyal and honest, filial to elders, helping neighbors, born with a kind heart. Wanting to join the Grey Army and helping more poor people can't ... Han Luo fights small pride and runs across the country. Now the fish and meat villagers, Kill the brother with your own hands. Such a person, but easily joined the gray army ... ha ha ... "

The skinny old man smiled inexplicably, lifted his pipe and stung the stairs, and dropped the scorched black soot. Then he lifted his murky old eyes and looked at the floating head on Zhuangwai's flagpole, his lips moved, and he shook his head after half a ring, sighing, "So ... there is no probability in the world of demons ..."

The story is over. The last sentence may be the comparison of the behavior of the old man thinking about the two sons, plus the experience gained in this life, and the emotion of covering the coffin was not related to others.

But these words fell into Tang En's ears, but it was like a thunder, a thunder, a thunderbolt, and a trembling body, repeating muttering to himself, "In the demonic world, there is no probability ... in the demonic world, there is no probability ..." Somehow, Tang En thought this sentence sounded familiar, thinking and thinking, he actually got into God ...

In the demonic world, there is no probability ... and no probability!

Because the devil has no likes and dislikes, no sadness, no even thoughts and emotions ...

He chooses you because you are you!

It has nothing to do with identity, men, women and children!

It has nothing to do with character, good or bad faith!

Has nothing to do with status, rich or poor ...

It's like rolling a dice, throwing it at will, and which point it falls to, that point.

It's that simple.

that is it!

...

"Don ... Don ..."

After listening to the story and knowing about it, Lansha also faintly planned to destroy Han Luo. This is not a sense of justice at work, Lansha is a northern deserter, even if there is a sense of justice, there is no need to vote on this old Bran. She just thought the story was a bit miserable, the old man was a bit pitiful, and the hand-footed Han Luo was a little bit to kill.

Thinking about this, I turned my head to discuss it with Tang En, but saw Tang Enmu sitting idly on the steps, repeatedly saying something in his mouth, like crazy, he should not even shout a few times.

Frown and raise your hand to slap Tang En's shoulder. But just then, stunned,

"Girl stop!" Bamutu, who had been in hiding since entering Bran, suddenly appeared behind Lansha, staring at Tang En up and down, looking at envy, shaking his head and pouting, "This kid is epiphany, is breaking through, Don't bother ... hey, what a **** good life! "

"Episode ... breakthrough?" Lan Sha could not help but hesitated, then looked at Tang En with curiosity again. But because he is not good at martial arts. Looking horizontally and vertically, I couldn't see anything special from Tang En. After shaking his head to give up. Thinking about the action or words just now, there is a special magic power that can make people realize.

"Uh ... who are you?" After the skinny old man relaxed his emotions, he didn't notice that Tang En beside him was abnormal, but first saw the suddenly appearing at the home of Mumutu, and was suddenly surprised. If it weren't for the fact that Bamutu had made a little concealment, the old man suddenly saw a barbarian appearing at home, and when he was emotionally agitated, he could be stunned.

Bamutu ignored it. Still looking at Tang En, he frowned slightly before he knew it. When Lansha saw this, she just wanted to speak and make up a nonsense to fool over her.

"Well! No! This kid ... what is this kid breaking through!"

Lan Sha suddenly looked up, and saw Ba Mutu's eyes glared like a bronze bell, staring at Tang En sitting on the ground in front of him. With a horrified look on his face, he looked like a ghost day. Lan Sha turned his head subconsciously, looking at Tang En, but also for a moment.

Tang En was still Tang En, sitting quietly and muttering to himself. But his eyes were slightly closed. But somehow, in the eyes of Lansha, Tang En's body shape, which is within easy reach, is now a bit unreal and vague. It seems that the two are separated by a layer of crystal glass, and it looks like Tang En is sitting in the ripple water. It's not very real. Huh ... A wind blows, it is more blurred ...

After all, martial arts skills are not known, although Lansha saw anomalies, but he did not see the famous.

In the eyes of Bamutu, Tang En's figure has always been clear. Not blurry, but gradually integrated. Into the steps below, into the house, into the cold wind, and even ... into this day and place!

I do n’t know when it started, Bamutu ’s burly body was a little trembling. He did n’t know what Tang En was breaking. He just felt like watching a world, watching the rotation of the sun and the moon, and changing the four seasons. The fear of heaven and earth ... he sensed the threat and smelled the danger!

In an instant, he squeezed his hands into a fist, and stepped forward resolutely.

"Grand Bamutu, what do you want to do?" He asked, frowning, aware that Lan Sha was not in the middle of Tang En and Bamutu.

"Let the girl go," Bamutu said with a sullen expression on his face, "this kid is a scourge and can't stay!"

If Bamutu had seen Tang En's breakthrough in the past and was just envious of his shit, then now all threats are left.

This does not mean that once Tang En Epiphany, he can immediately join the ranks of Woodin, and he can compete with him. Instead, Bamutu saw the threat ahead of time, and it was clear that if there were no accidents, the kid's realm of power would surpass himself in time.

To put it plainly, there are two reasons why Bamutu wants to destroy Tang En. One is that Tang En is too young, and young is capital. The second is that Tang En is Bran and is destined to be the enemy of Beihuang!

In this way, Bamutu naturally cannot sit idly by another Bran Sword God, or even the rise of Bran people who may be more horrible than the sword **** Woodin.

Shaking his head, Lansha understood the meaning of Bamutu, but after a little hesitation, he still shook his head: "Grandpa Bamut, he has a bad relationship with Bran and it is impossible to help Bran against us."

"He has a bad relationship with us!"

"He has a good relationship with me."

"But he is Bran after all!"

"He's from the Grey Army."

"Your Highness! Don't forget your identity!"

"I insist, as Your Highness! Grandpa Bamut, I insist!"

"You ..." Looking at Lansha, who was stroking her left chest and standing still, Bamutu's fist was dark and violent, but he couldn't wave it out. In the end, take a deep breath, the tone is a little slower, "Girl, believe me. Let it go, otherwise you will definitely regret this decision in the future."

"No one can say for sure what happened in the future? Grandpa Bamut, I just don't want to regret it now."

On eloquence, tying up one of the ten Bamutu is not Lansha's opponent. After the sentence was blocked, Bamutu opened his mouth anxiously and opened his mouth again, and then he uttered a sentence: "You are playing with fire! Girl."

"I admit it. But opportunity and danger always coexist, maybe ..." Turning to look at Tang En, who was sitting on the ground, Lansha's eyes flashed a few gleams, his eyes drooped slightly, and he turned low with vague language. Chant, "Maybe, can I help the tribe a lot?"

"Uh ..." Bamutu immediately hesitated when he heard the words, looked at Lansha who looked down and said nothing, and then looked at Tang En who was sitting silently. He froze, then put his fist down, his face was bitter, "I just You know ... I should have known this long ago ... you mother and daughter, oh ... "

"Ha, thank you Grandpa Bamutu." Lansha smiled suddenly when she saw this, stepped forward with great eyesight, hugged Bamutu's arms with a sigh of sigh, and she looked like a coquettish look.

Bamutu shook his head helplessly: "Don't rush to thank me, girl, let alone make me regret this decision today."

"No, look at my mother. Do you always regret the decision to take her to Bran at that time? Besides, let's not say, is it true that Ziyi did not attack us for more than ten years, is it true? It's up! "

"What's wrong with you, do you say that to your mother ..." Ba Mutu smiled bitterly when he heard the words, then glanced at Tang En, and ditched his lips, "And your vision is far worse than your mother, this The boy looks so good, um, what a pity! "

"Uh……"

"Well, what are you talking about?" The question and answer given by Lansha and Bamutu just now was too fast ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There were some vague and vague words in the middle. The skinny old man who has been through the farm naturally did not understand, and stood aside for a while, then had to intervene in.

Lan Sha just waved his hand to answer, but Bamutu looked up at the door. With a slam, the closed wooden door was opened from the outside, and a half sack was thrown in, with a sharp, sharp voice,

"Old thing! Didn't I say it before, who told you to put things at the door and wanted to hit me in the face and cut off the father-son relationship with me? In that case, I tell you, this thing is not enough ... Well, you guys It's ... haha, where's the beauty ... "

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(PS: Some emotions, nonsense is not money.)

(In the devil's world, there is no probability ... I do n’t know where I saw this, and I feel a bit reminded of my sister. She is so young, beautiful, successful, and helps pay off most of the debts at home, and Just married ... everything seems to be beautiful, and we are approaching a better new life. But, now I have cancer ... Huh ... in the devil's world, how can there be any probability ...) (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)