Chapter 311 Do you understand the meaning of living?
"General, wasn't you going to the capital? Why did you turn back?" Feng Aoqing asked knowingly.
"I forgot something." Yu Tingfeng answered without thinking.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh out loud.
What I mean is, with so many reasons, why do you choose the funniest one?
He is really not good at speaking, he can't keep up a conversation or continue speaking, but what he said in the past two days is equivalent to what he said in the previous month.
"Master! Here he comes!"
Yu Mingchang, who was riding a horse, had turned his horse around, and Yu Yichen ran forward and came to the front of the carriage, with the two of them protecting each other, one in front and one behind.
Just as Yu Tingfeng was about to go out to check, he was stopped by Feng Aoqing.
He turned around and saw Feng Aoqing holding a pill in her hand, and hesitated for a moment.
Yu Tingfeng shook his head slightly and jumped onto the roof of the car.
Despite his size, he's quite light.
Poisoning is something that only incompetent people would use on women. It is impossible for a person like him to use poison.
As Yu Yichen judged, there were indeed people in front, blocking their way.
Yan Xiao stopped the carriage.
"Sisters, don't get out." He jumped out of the car and said to the two people in the car.
"You three better be careful, these are killers, be careful that their weapons are poisoned! Or they use poison!" Yan Xiao was originally one of them, so he knew the methods they used very clearly, and he was afraid that these three bright people would be ambushed.
"Feng Yi! Take this!" Feng Aoqing threw a pill to Yu Yichen, "It cures all poisons!"
Yu Yichen took it as soon as he stretched out his hand, nodded towards Feng Aoqing, and swallowed the medicine with confidence.
This coldness is somewhat similar to that of his master, but it seems that he believes in Feng Aoqing.
"Miss Feng! There's me too!" Yu Mingchang was extremely anxious, fearing that he would not have a share.
"Yes!" Feng Aoqing threw one to him as well.
"Ouch!" Oh my god, I threw it off target and didn't catch it.
"Oh my god! With your skills, you should just hide in the car!"
"No! Why don't you throw it at me?" He looked at the person coming over nervously, then turned back to look at Feng Aoqing.
Feng Aoqing threw out another one and finally caught it.
The Yu Tingfeng on the roof of the car was in a mess.
It turns out... she didn't mean to poison him! She saw that he was a killer, so she made him take a pill to prevent any harm.
Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a white and slender hand stretched out from the roof of the car, holding a pill between two fingers.
"General, come here!" Feng Aoqing said.
"Oh, thank you." Yu Tingfeng took the pill from her fingertips and felt her fingertips were cold.
His opponent had arrived, and he had no time to think. He swallowed the pill she gave him and started fighting.
Feng Aoqing was not afraid. She opened the window to watch the battle.
Killers basically fight one-on-one, and rarely fight in groups. In this group battle, they thought that although there would be more people sharing the money, the chances of winning would also be greater.
However, the biggest problem is that they have no experience in team battles and only know how to charge forward. Sometimes they not only fail to accomplish anything, but also affect others.
But the three members of the Yu family are different. They have excellent tacit understanding and can cooperate with each other.
Yan Xiao fought alone, almost always in close combat, using a short blade.
People who use short blades generally need courage and ability, and he obviously has it.
He jumped higher than the three of them and threw out a hidden weapon first.
We know they are brave, but we still have to use more convenient and highly lethal weapons.
"Yan Xiao is really good!" Feng Aoqing praised.
"Let me see."
"Well, forget it. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night..."
But Zhou Jirou was curious, so she stuck her head out.
I just saw Yan Xiao jump onto a man's back, grab his neck, and stab the man's chest with the dagger in his right hand three times in three different positions, making sure that once he fell down, he would never get up again.
"Ah!" Zhou Jirou retracted her head.
"I told you to stop looking!" Feng Aoqing said with a smile.
At this moment, someone opened the car door. Feng Aoqing pushed Zhou Jirou to the back of the car, applied some medicine to her, and then kicked her out of the car before the blood came out of her mouth.
Yu Tingfeng landed in front of her and cut off the man's head with one sword.
When I looked again, I realized that it was an unnecessary sword strike and the person was already dead.
"go back."
"It's almost done," Feng Aoqing straightened his clothes, then turned to everyone and said, "Brothers, leave some of them alive."
Finally, Feng Aoqing stood in front of a pile of corpses and looked at the four people.
"A living person, I mean someone who can speak, do you understand?" She sighed.
The four of them looked left and right, as if they were searching carefully.
"This, this person is still breathing." Yu Mingchang kicked someone next to him. The man exhaled the last breath in his chest and died.
Three iron-blooded soldiers and a top killer, it would be difficult for them to keep them alive, so it is unlikely.
"Well... let's do it next time! We'll pay attention next time." Seeing that he really couldn't find it, Yan Xiao had to promise.
"Let's go." Yu Tingfeng moved aside to make way for her.
As he was speaking, a "corpse" suddenly jumped up beside him, and the short-edged sword in its hand stabbed straight at Feng Aoqing. Feng Aoqing could already feel the wind in his ears, and took a step back to prepare for the fight, but saw Yu Tingfeng stretched out his hand to grasp the sword, and broke it in his hand.
He kicked down with the intention of crushing the opponent's sternum, but his kick stopped in mid-air.
He remembered the living person Feng Aoqing wanted.
Yu Yichen had already rushed over and held the man down.
"Master! Let me look at my hands! Oh my God! Damn it! Damn thing!" Yu Mingchang cursed.
Yu Tingfeng and Feng Aoqing turned to look at him.
"Who are you scolding?" Yan Xiao was fed up.
"I scolded...him!" He looked at his master's eyes as if he wanted to kill him with a knife, and quickly pointed at the man who had just attacked him to explain.
He knelt at Yu Tingfeng's feet to check his master's hand, which was unwilling to lift up.
Fortunately, the main use of the edged sword is stabbing. It is slender and has six edges. Although each edge is sharp, it is still inferior to swords and knives.
There was a cut on my hand, but it wasn't deep.
He took a handkerchief and wrapped up Yu Tingfeng's hand, crying as he did so: "In the past twenty years, you have never been hurt by my side... How can I explain this to my dead aunt..."
Yu Tingfeng bumped into him and shouted in a low voice, "Get up!"
Yu Mingchang then wiped away his tears and stood up.
Yu Yichen tied the man up and dragged him aside.
The few of them then finished off the others before they felt relieved.
"Master, I'll go and ask." Yu Yichen asked.
Yu Tingfeng nodded.
Feng Aoqing was about to step over him, but he stopped her: "He's good at it."
Feng Aoqing took his hand and said with a smile, "He's not as good as me."
As he said that, he walked forward.
Yu Yichen was curious and wanted to know her methods, so he gave his seat to her.
Feng Aoqing leaned over, put the syringe in his sleeve, and stabbed it into the man's leg.
The man's eyes began to blur.
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