Chapter 502 Am I the Winner?
The back mountain, a forgotten corner, is extremely remote and surrounded by dense woods.
Next to the funeral home, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, forming large patches of mottled light and shadows, but it cannot dispel the chill that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
Few people dare to approach casually, and no matter what kind of unusual movement occurs, no one will easily notice it.
The contest between Qin Si and Chu Junyue was worthy of the title of the two strongest men on earth. As the best of the younger generation, their speed, strength and attack power were fully demonstrated at this moment.
"Those who lose leave Montreal forever."
This is the basic requirement for Qin Si to participate in a duel, and he needs to emphasize it again.
"You are too confident."
Only at this time, Chu Junyue's cold face would reveal the inherent pride in his bones.
"It's too early to say anything, which inevitably reflects my own shortcomings."
Compared with the Qin family's almost cruel and inhuman training methods, Chu Junyue received more formal and systematic training, but this does not mean that orthodox teaching is inferior to unorthodox methods.
Chu Junyue is just not that cruel. For example, killing his instructor or teacher with his own hands represents victory. Only by killing those who have taught him, or cutting off some of their key parts, can he prove that he is the winner.
Although Chu Junyue lacked the element of infighting, the amount of blood he shed and the injuries he suffered were no less than Qin Si's.
One is good at using a knife, and the other is good at using a gun. If both parties are required to exchange weapons, both of them can use the other's weapon as a deadly weapon.
At this moment, the butterfly knife in Qin Si's hand launched the first attack with a sharp sound of breaking wind.
It looks like a sharp blade, but in fact it contains a secret, and it flies towards Chu Junyue at an astonishing speed.
It was like a mechanism that was automatically opened, and it instantly turned into a row of sharp blades, flying forward with a whistling sound. This attack was not only extremely fast, but also full of murderous intent. All obstacles standing in the way must be cut off!
A hint of understanding flashed in Chu Junyue's eyes. The reason why the Qin family was so rampant in killing was that anyone who was targeted by their killing order would almost certainly die.
This is the reason. Not only has this family accumulated a huge empire of wealth, they have probably already been involved in the confidential core of weapons modification. They have too many trump cards, and these trump cards constitute the cornerstone of their invincibility.
For anyone else, this blow would have meant certain death.
Chu Junyue's spear skills should not be underestimated. The blades that shone with cold light and were like darts, densely packed under the sunlight, seemed like a giant net covering the sky.
His bullets flew out of the air at lightning speed, and in a flash, each one hit the target accurately. It was obviously not an ordinary bullet.
A rotating super-high-speed bullet penetrated the sharp blade and continued to move towards Qin Si with its rotating kinetic energy, as if it had an automatic locking function, aiming at the position between his eyebrows.
The fight between the two made people intuitively feel the grand scene that was no less than that of an exciting and violent movie. Qin Si quickly dodged the flying bullet by turning sideways. The bullet accurately hit the towering tree behind him. Something shook violently and leaves fell.
"The things your Chu family hides are pretty good."
The butterfly knife in Qin Si's hand shot out again, and the modified sharp blade drew a silver arc in the air, like a bulletproof steel plate.
The tip of the knife brushed against the bullet head at an extremely subtle angle and actually cut it off quickly.
But even so, the butterfly knife that could cut through iron like mud turned into a giant net, but it still couldn't touch Chu Junyue at all.
They have received rigorous training since childhood, so it is extremely difficult to determine the winner.
The commotion in the back hill was so loud that it was almost as loud as dancing on Grandpa Sheng's grave, as if they were going to lift the lid of his coffin.
The path in the back mountain leads to the cemetery, where many of Brandenburg's dignitaries are buried. Only Qin Si and Chu Junyue dare to fight without restraint.
Even if someone noticed something was wrong, they would just pretend not to know. Even if they turned the entire cemetery upside down, no one would dare to say a word.
The funeral was gradually coming to an end. Jiang Zhiyue bid farewell to the guests who came to pay their respects one by one, but Sheng Huaian was nowhere to be seen by her side.
She held Jiang Wanrou's hand and stood in the mourning hall, tears in her eyes, not daring to show any abnormality. When others asked where Sheng Huaian was, she answered without a single leak, "My brother is saying his final goodbye to Grandpa."
After all, true friendship is revealed in times of difficulty. Mr. Sheng, who had been biased all his life, probably never expected that the one who would collect his body would be his unfavored eldest grandson. The eldest grandson's filial piety towards him was seen by all the powerful people at the funeral.
I thought I would be able to get a piece of the pie once Mr. Sheng went bankrupt, but who would have thought that the younger generation would be more savvy than the older generation.
Outside the venue, even the assassins lurking in the high-rise buildings, whom Old Lady Sheng had sent from afar to cause trouble and attempt to assassinate several dignitaries, were captured one by one by the bodyguards sent by Sheng Huaian.
Sheng Huaian was determined to establish his authority this time. With irrefutable evidence, he executed all of them on the spot.
"Cut off their heads and send them to Wen Meiling." Some people even heard Sheng Huaian's order on the spot.
The younger sister is eloquent and the older brother is ruthless. This brother-sister combination will definitely support the future of the Sheng family. This is the thought that comes from the bottom of every guest's heart when they look at the figure standing in the mourning hall.
Jiang Zhiyue, dressed in black, seemed to blend into the mourning hall. Someone was watching her from afar. Xiao Jingrun did not go over to say goodbye to her, but just watched her from afar.
What on earth was he looking at? Perhaps he didn't even know.
Jiang Zhiyue happened to look over, and the man's gentle eyes curved slightly into a smile, revealing an extremely warm smile to her.
This smile has a burning warmth, just like the warm sunshine in spring.
"Take care." His lips opened slightly, as if he was saying this to her silently.
Jiang Zhiyue blinked her eyes, her frequency getting faster. She felt that the man's back seemed too lonely and abrupt.
The crowd around him rushed inside, but he walked out alone, leaving even the Xiao family behind.
Before she had time to think about it, Gu Zhaoye hurried over, took her hand, motioned her to bend over, and muttered a few words anxiously.
What could make him look so grim? It could only be Qin Si and Chu Junyue.
The inconclusive duel caused such a big commotion that the cemetery owner was almost forced to kneel down and beg for mercy.
At such a critical and dangerous moment, only Sheng Huaian was able to bypass the hail of bullets and rush over. He held a gun in each hand, with the muzzles of the guns pointed steadily at the two men's brows.
"Am I a winner?" He suddenly smiled and asked with interest.
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