Chapter 32: Choice

The big man looked at Yuan Chengzhi with a gloomy face. Among these people, since he spoke first, he naturally attracted everyone's attention.

However, Yuan Chengzhi's reaction was unique. Facing more than thirty red scarves, he not only did not have any fear, but instead had a faint disdain at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The Red Troop was well-informed, so it was naturally impossible to misjudgment this expression. His eyebrows flipped, and the people on the other side became increasingly unpredictable in his mind.

"Brother Liao, what nonsense to them? These horses are good. If we stay all of them, the big leader will definitely be rewarded."

A red scarf thief walked out with his eyes shining, and his eyes were always staring at the Hong Lingma, but his heart was still fierce, and he wanted to leave all the horses behind. As for the person who dealt with this after the horse was left, he was too lazy to mention it even if he mentioned it.

Brother Liao's eyes were finally filled with a fierce light. He told himself in his heart that in this world, it is possible to meet a master so easily. With his own eighth level of internal strength and more than 30 brothers with four or five levels of internal strength, he was enough to run rampant on this official road.

Indeed, how could a real expert use the method of transferring in turn to travel? And it is so rare that the expert is not the cabbage on the market, so he needs as much as he wants.

Once he made a decision, his voice suddenly rose: "You guys, leave the horses and goods, and then you can leave."

Yuan Chengzhi sighed inwardly and said calmly: "Everyone wants to block the road and rob."

Brother Liao smiled and said, "We are not blocking the road to rob the rich, but robbing the rich and helping the poor. You have so many horses, are the goods on the horse not light? You must be for the unkind and unkind businessmen, who have left me with things, and Master Liao will save you your life."

He Yiming burst into laughter. This was the first time he had dealt with a horse thief. Unexpectedly, robbing others of things was not counted, but there was a saying that robbing the rich and helping the poor. However, after the rich were robbed, the money he earned might not be distributed to the poor.

Yuan Chengzhi was about to speak, but He Yi said loudly: "Uncle Yuan, if we hand over the goods and horses, do you think these people will really save our lives?"

Brother Liao felt relieved when he heard this. It seemed that he was really worried. It turned out that these people were just profound on the outside and did not have much foundation. His face turned dark in an instant, and he made up his mind to kill all four people.

Yuan Chengzhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Ma thieves are naturally fond of killing innocent people. Even if we are the famous thief in Jinlin, we have heard of it. They are cruel and ruthless. Even if we hand over the things, they will not let our lives go."

He Yi looked like he suddenly realized and turned around and asked, "Director Liao, my uncle's words are correct."

Brother Liao laughed loudly and said, "The old boy has run away several times, has he had some experience? That's right..." He turned his face and said, "Today you have to keep your goods and horses, and people have to keep them."

Just as Brother Liao was talking to He Yi and others, the more than 30 horse thieves had already slowly dispersed and came to the main road, blocking the passages in front and behind.

In their opinion, these four people were already like turtles in a jar and had no chance to escape.

He Yi shook his head slightly, as if he was talking to himself: "Since it is the same as not handing over it, why do we still listen to them and handing over the horses? Right, sixth brother."

He Yiming was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Brother said yes."

He Yitian looked at the horse thieves who were gradually approaching them and suddenly said, "Sixth brother, but they are many people, so we might as well hand over some goods." He pointed to He Yiming's knife bag on his horse and said, "This thing is valuable, maybe it can buy our lives."

His voice was not low, and the horse thieves in front of him looked at He Yiming's knife bag along his hand.

It is He Yiming's Daguan Knife, which is more than one meter long. Since there are three nunchakras inside, it is difficult to distinguish what is in it from the outside.

Brother Liao's heart moved slightly. The horse He Yiming rode was a rare BMW horse. If he ran forward desperately, he might not be able to catch up. At least, without hurting the Hong Lingma, he would not have much confidence in capturing it alive.

"Hey, boy opposite, what is in your package? Hand it over quickly. If it is a real treasure, just treat it as your life-buying money." Brother Liao glared and said fiercely: "If Master Liao is happy, he may show mercy and let you live a life."

At this point, He Yiming had already understood what the elder brother meant. He smiled with understanding and said, "Okay, since you want to see it, let's show it to you, but this thing is more than enough to buy our lives."

After saying that, he untied the knife bag from the horse's back and threw it over casually.

Such a heavy Daguan knife seemed to have no weight in his hands, like a straw, light and effortless.

The large package more than one meter long actually crossed nearly twenty meters in the air and fell from nearly six or seven meters high.

Under He Yiming's clever technique, there was no strong news. Anyone who saw this situation would think that the package weighs only about ten pounds at most.

Those horse thieves had nothing to do, and they all had a fierce smile on their faces.

However, the expressions of He Quanxin and his son and Yuan Chengzhi changed at the same time. After these few days of traveling with each other, even Yuan Chengzhi knew what was in this bag.

That was the weapon of Mr. He Wude's popularity when he was young.

But he has always been very surprised. Why didn't this weapon be passed on to the old man's eldest son He Quanxin, nor to the eldest son and grandson He Yiming, but to the sixth grandson He Yiming.

But at this moment, he finally knew the answer.

This He Yiming is definitely not simple. Not only is his own strength so strong that he is incredibly strong, but his internal strength is definitely higher than his own. Moreover, his use of internal strength is far beyond his imagination.

However, he didn't know that even He Quanxin, who had ten levels of internal strength, was shocked after seeing this scene.

With the tenth level of internal strength cultivation, it is naturally possible to throw the Daguan Sword to such a height and distance, but if you want to be so light and without any power, it is absolutely impossible.

Brother Liao raised his head, and he stared at the cloth bag with a proud look. He stretched out one arm casually, opened the palm-shaped hand, and grabbed it in the middle of the cloth bag falling from the top of his head.

Suddenly, his eyes changed. Half a second after his hand touched the cloth bag, the arrogance and evil spirit in his eyes had completely faded, and in an instant it changed into incredible and a ray of fear that came from the heart.

He raised his other hand, as if he wanted to lift it high, but the speed of the cloth bag falling suddenly increased at the moment when it came into contact with his palm.

"Dong..."

A crisp sound came, and the cloth bag fell down hard and smacked heavily on his head.

Brother Liao turned over without saying a word, and his body lying on the ground kept twitching, as if there was a sudden attack of epilepsy.

Many thieves looked at this scene with stammering eyes, and they had no idea what was going on.

However, when everyone's eyes focused on Brother Liao, they all gasped.

Brother Liao's front head had already shrunk downward, as if it had been knocked on the spot by a huge hammer, breaking his head.

The red and white brains were vaguely visible, and after his body twitched for a while, he finally stopped moving completely.

Time seemed to have condensed at this moment, and a strong feeling of uneasiness surged in the hearts of all the horse thieves.

No one is a fool. After seeing this scene, even the stupidest person knows that what they meet is not ordinary people.

In fact, that Brother Liao is a cultivator of the eighth level of internal strength. Although it is impossible to compare with He Yiming and others, it is definitely not something that can be killed by a 360-pound big pass knife.

However, he underestimated the cloth bag too much, because when he saw He Yiming throwing it casually, he threw the thing several meters high and twenty meters away, it was impossible for anyone to think that the weight of this thing had actually reached such a terrifying level.

Moreover, when He Yiming threw out the Daguan Knife, he used extremely clever force and deliberately aimed it at his head.

These factors add up, so Brother Liao, who is at the eighth level of internal strength, is dying in vain and can be said to be dying with his eyes open.

He Quanxin sighed and said, "One day, Yiming, since you have taken action, there is no need to show mercy. We will give back what they want to treat us."

The He Yi brothers responded at the same time, and their bodies suddenly jumped up from the horse and rushed into the group of horse thieves like two big birds.

Yuan Chengzhi moved his figure and wanted to join the battle group, but He Quanxin reached out and stopped him, saying, "Brother Yuan, let them both deal with it."

With a slight smile, Yuan Chengzhi immediately relaxed. If Li Ling had come, he would have made the same choice. The martial arts of these horse thieves are not strong, and they are undoubtedly the best choice for the juniors to practice.

However, his eyes fell on He Yiming and suddenly asked, "Brother He, which level has Yiming's virtuous nephew reached?"

He Quanxin smiled honestly and said, "He has a good talent, so he is a little higher."

Yuan Chengzhi nodded as if he had some insight, but how could he know how unattainable this so-called higher one is actually.

After all, He Yi was twenty-four years old. With the deliberate training of his elders at home, he had several actual combat operations, especially when he was twenty years old, he joined the government-organized campaign to suppress horse thieves and slashed with these fierce horse thieves with real swords and guns.

Therefore, his ruthless action is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary young people.

A long sword danced in his hands, and although the most powerful earth-based martial arts is in defense, when the strength of the two sides is too far apart, the earth-based martial arts kill people is also not slow.

The long sword danced like flying in his hand, as if he had come alive. Anyone who confronted him head-on was picked up by him by three or two, or left a transparent hole on his body. Moreover, he took action without mercy, and in a flash, he had killed seven or eight people.

He Yiming's movements were definitely not as exaggerated as a day. He was walking in the crowd like a wandering in the garden. But as long as there was someone there, he would stretch out his hand and grab the man and throw it into the air.

This throwing was awesome. Not only was it sore and numb all over, it was hard to use any force anymore, but it also drew a beautiful arc high in the air and finally landed on the ground twenty meters away.

Only then did these horse thieves understand a little why the cloth bag looks extremely light, but it can kill people.

Although the horse thieves are numerous and powerful, they are vicious, no matter whether they are attacking with swords, rushing or turning around, they cannot escape from He Yiming's side.

He Yiming reached out and grabbed and threw it. Apart from this, he seemed to have no other means, but this simple technique exerted imaginative power.

After a while, all the twenty horse thieves who were originally blocking everyone tried the feeling of flying people in the air, and fell from a distance to a corner of the official road, moaning in pain.

He Yiming just instilled a little bit of true energy, which had already disturbed all their internal energy. At this moment, it was impossible to gather internal energy, and even vigorous exercise was impossible.

This is the difference between true qi and internal strength. The two are not above the same level at all.

After a while, some remaining horse thieves behind roared and no longer dared to get entangled with He Yi. They turned around and ran away, their only hope was that no one would chase after him.

He Yi roared a long time and ran back and forth on the road like lightning. Most of the people who escaped died under his sword. Only one of them was extremely agile and ran towards the river. As soon as he reached the riverside, he jumped into the river regardless of everything.

Although the river is cold, compared to life, taking a cold shower is nothing.

He Quanxin snorted gently, not satisfied with someone's escape, but he did not help. He could not help these horse thieves with only three to five levels of internal strength.

"What should we do with these people?" He Yiming asked, pointing at the mountain of meat made of twenty people.

He Quanxin shook his head slightly and said, "Yiming, how did these people want to deal with us before?"

"They want to steal our horses and money."

"What if I robbed it?" He Quanxin asked slowly.

He Yiming opened his mouth and did not speak.

He Quanxin sighed and said, "Yiming, you should understand why you asked them the next day." He paused and said coldly: "These people wanted to kill us on the spot after snatching the goods."

He Yiming glanced at Brother Liao's body. This sentence was said by Brother Liao himself. He Yiming would attack him and kill him.

However, looking at the group of whineful horse thieves, he hesitated in his heart.

Yuan Chengzhi remained silent. This was He Quanxin teaching his children, and it was definitely not a good time to let him know.

Seeing He Yiming's hesitant expression, He Quanxin shook his head again and said, "Yiming, you have caught these people. It is up to you to decide what you want to do. We will not interfere."
To be continued...