Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 1160

[Chapter 159 Justice]

Now it’s your turn, Mr. Mo Da.

This sentence was said on this occasion, like a threat, like a coercion,

but Bateman’s tone was flat and straightforward, without ups and downs.

Everyone in the audience was terrified. Some martial arts heroes who were standing on the edge of the crowd and near the woodland, looked at the deep pits that appeared in the forest with smoke, and

looked at the fuzzy flesh and blood hanging on the trees,

and screamed in panic. ,

shoving into the crowd.

It’s not that they haven’t seen Palm Thunder, they often use thunderbolts themselves,

but like this, they can blow people into fuzzy flesh and blood, and they have

never heard of “Palm Thunder” without even a piece of iron armor left.

On the ring, the

slender old man in blue with a skinny face like tree bark was silent for a while, then looked at the iron rod in Bateman’s hand and said, “Is it a hidden weapon in your hand?”

“Yes,”

Bateman said. Nodding, “This thing is called a gun.”

Gun?

The spear is the head of a hundred soldiers. The handle is longer than the blade, and the center is straight and straight. It can be nimble and quick, unpredictable, and it can move like a thunder, and its force is like a thunderbolt.

There are many good guns in the audience, but no one has heard of any guns that look like this.

As if in response to the great silence, Bateman calmly introduced: “M16A4 assault rifle, caliber 5.56×45mm, full gun length 1000mm, 6 right-handed rifled, 178mm wrapping distance, theoretical rate of fire 700~900RPM, muzzle kinetic energy 1765k. The magazine capacity is 30 rounds.”

His tone was calm, as if two swordsmen met by a narrow road, introducing their weapons before the battle.

“”

Mo Da didn’t understand what Bateman said, but the years of wandering in the rivers and lakes allowed him to see through some things that ordinary people couldn’t see through his deep feelings.

For example, Bateman did not lie, for example, Yu Canghai, who was lying on the ground, was guilty, for example, the M16A4 assault rifle was a murder weapon.

“Since it is a hidden weapon, then there are bullets and projectiles,”

Mr. Mo Da said with a burning eye: “If there are bullets, it means that it will be exhausted.

The hidden weapon in your hand will eventually be exhausted.”

“Yes,”

Bateman admitted this point generously, “Mr. Mo Da, Abbot Xuanci, and Daoist Chongxu are unfathomable and unpredictable. Since they have seen the mechanism of action of the spear in my hand, they will not be as stunned as Yu Canghai. When you pounce in a daze,

you will dodge, flee, and avoid the muzzle.

Although the gun is fast

within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast within seven steps.

But if the three of them escape, I am not safe. Confidence, you can hit three shots in one magazine without wasting too many bullets.

Therefore, I will not shoot at you.”

Bateman aimed the muzzle at the Shaolin monks, Wudang Taoists and others under the ring. Hengshan School disciple.

“If you run away, I will shoot them.

At this distance, you will never be able to support and save you.”

Bateman said: “The three are all decent leaders, and I would not risk it because they are afraid of the test of kindness. At the risk of his disciples being slaughtered, he

escaped alone.”

Bateman’s words were extraordinarily calm, and he didn’t care about whether he, who wanted to reward the good and punish the evil, was at odds with what he said and did now.

Mr. Mo Da was silent for a long time, the disciples of the Hengshan faction below the ring were full of fear and grief, and many people roared out, “The head must not listen to the evil slander,

Even if we are smashed to pieces, we don’t want to drag the head down.”

“Okay. Mr.

Mo Da finally opened his mouth, with a look of sadness on his withered face, and said quietly: “A long time ago, I also doubted Zuo Lengchan and Yu Canghai as people,

but I can’t really be with them by myself. Power is the enemy, and open confrontation is in vain. It will only let my disciples accompany me to fall into the abyss

.

I can’t kill Dongfang Invincible, I can’t kill Zuo Lengchan, I can’t kill Yu Canghai, so I have to kill some bandits to relieve the sorrow and depression in my heart.

The body is already here, and the heart is dying early.

Since that is the case, let me, who is a rotten corpse, come first. Having

said that, he inserted the rapier in his hand back into the huqin, took two steps forward, squatted on the ground, and

placed his palm in Shanxinyi. Bateman was

stunned for a moment, then took three steps back respectfully, only to

see Shanxinyi The light flickered, and soon a soft female voice came from the iron box,

“On March 3rd of the eleventh year of Hongzhi, I took advantage of the night to break into the Dulong Village by myself and killed eleven bandits in the mountains.

On the 19th day of the 11th year of Hongzhi, I broke into the house of the magistrate of Anning County at night and killed a magistrate.”

Mr. Mo Da is old, and his murder experience is more abundant than that of Yu Canghai.

Everyone in the audience There was an uproar, because they heard a lot of familiar names.

The green forest hero in Hedong Road,

the undercover Sun Moon God Sect in Hexi Road,

Mr. Mo Da not only killed road robbers and smugglers in the city, but also killed robbers, evil officials, and even officials. County magistrate! Killing a well-known and upright young hero!

The piles of bloody cases that were sealed in history were exposed one by one by Shan Xinyi.

There was also a noisy discussion mixed with anger and confusion from the audience. Many of the names mentioned by Shan Xinyi were acquaintances and even relatives and friends of the people present.

And the disciples of the Hengshan faction in the audience turned pale.

They didn’t know whether they were worried about the fate of Mr. Mo Da, or because they were afraid of the leader who they admired and did not eat human fireworks. He would be a murderous madman.

“Dip!”

With a clear sound, Shan Xinyi finally ended her evaluation of Mr. Mo Da.

“The value of your guilt detected is -50 points, the evaluation is prudent and selfish, and it is recommended to reward Guiyuan Pill.”

Good?

Hearing this comment, the clamor from the audience was even louder.

Among them, there were many relatives and friends who died silently under the sword of Mr. Mo Da,

and Mr. Mo Da and Yu Canghai were equally murderous. Why does Yu Canghai suffer from Ling Chi, but Mr. Mo Da is safe and sound?

Speaking of Ling Chi,

the wailing on the ring has gradually subsided, Yu Canghai no longer has any good meat on his back.

It’s not that he doesn’t have pain anymore, but that the strange machine in the shape of a bat is so painful that he can’t howl, injecting medicine, blocking his screams, and multiplying the pain he suffered.

From the corner of Mr. Mo Da’s eyes, he glanced at Yu Canghai, who was lying on the ground, and a hint of surprise appeared on his bark-like face.

“Shan Xinyi can’t go wrong,”

Bateman shook his head and said, “Although Mr. Mo Da did not stand up to openly confront Zuo Lengchan, Yu Canghai and others, but this is due to the current situation,

manpower is declining, and it is difficult to compete with the general trend. Just be yourself, keep your original heart, and shine a faint light alone in the dark.

Even if it is only to remove a small evil and do a small good,

It is also much better than finding various reasons for oneself, being willing to immerse oneself in filth and degenerate oneself. Having

said that, Bateman pulled his palm behind his back, took out an elixir from under the cloak that seemed to be a bottomless pit,

and handed it to Mr. Mo Da, “Please. ”

Mr. Mo Da was silent for a moment. The knights and women on the rivers and lakes all like to go to the bright and beautiful capitals and big cities.

There are Goulan Washes, Rougefang Ships, poetic and picturesque, and free and easy,

but he is the only one who has walked in the city for many years. On the farmland, stepping on the barren hills and trails, fighting against the humble bandits who do evil in the soil,

and against the so-called knights who pursue their own selfish desires in the name of the famous and decent.

At this moment, I heard Shan Xinyi give Good evaluation, his mood is actually higher than when he was entrusted by his teacher and served as the head of the Hengshan School. He was more energetic and in a good mood. He

took a few steps forward, took the pill in Bateman’s hand in one hand, and swallowed it directly.

.Guru. The

huge pill was swallowed hard in the throat. Once it reached the abdomen, it dissipated immediately, and turned into a soft warm current that flooded the whole body.

The exclamation sounded around, and

Mr. Mo Da glanced around himself and found that the white head on his head was covered with white blood. The rustling of hair fell off and was replaced by black hair.

On the face that was described as withered, the wrinkles that looked like ravines were quickly plumping up and plumping. The

old wounds healed on their own, and the palms became firm and strong again, until the white hair fell off all over the head. , Mr. Mo Da seems to be thirty or forty years younger, returning to his prime.

“Returning to the old and young, is your Excellency really an immortal? Mr.

Mo Da asked subconsciously, but Bateman laughed dumbly: “How can there be an immortal who takes the form of a bat, even Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals, is only a white bat spirit, and he is

beaten by eight poles. ” No. ”

Daoist Chongxu, who had been silent for a long time, finally broke the silence. He stepped forward and put his palm on Shanxinyi.

As always, Shan Xinyi began to evaluate the good and evil of the head of the Wudang Sect.

“July 7th in the thirteenth year of Hongzhi”

Compared with Mr. Yu Canghai Yu Moda, Daoist Chongxu’s murder experience is not rich, and it can even be said to be barren.

He killed more people from the Sun and Moon Sect, or the gangsters and bullies who had been rampant in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

In the end, Shanxinyi gave an evaluation,

“The value of your guilt detected is -15 points, and the evaluation is no evil or small good. It is recommended that there be no reward and no punishment.”

Daoist Chongxu raised his palm silently and looked at Mr. Mo Da. With a glance, he sighed slightly, expressing his approval.

During the period of Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Junbao, the Wudang sect was very prosperous, and it had the momentum of being the largest sect in the world and overwhelming Shaolin. However, Zhang Junbao practiced the

virtual and combined Tao, and his body and spirit were wonderful, but his disciples were not as good as the next generation.

This generation can only barely maintain it, keep the inheritance of Taiji swordsmanship and Taijiquan, and can’t even fight against the faint strife of the Songshan faction, and can only occasionally kill bandits.

Kind hearted evaluation, not injustice.

Seeing Mr. Mo Da’s rejuvenation and youth, and

seeing Daoist Chongxu, who has always been known for his uprightness and humility, he recognized Shanxinyi’s evaluation, and

some people in the audience felt even more desperate.

They are very aware of the things they have done over the years,

murder and arson, burning, killing and looting. As long as they are not known, then they are still heroes and heroes.

Take a ten thousand steps back and say that even if they have never done anything that harms innocent people,

hides their relatives and turns a blind eye, they are still in the martial arts world and cannot help themselves. Many things are not black and white, and can be explained in a few words. .

Mr. Mo Da and Daoist Chongxu are recognized as good people in the arena. These two can pass the kindness test and can be recognized by the ghost-like bat spirit,

but they may not have such good luck under the stage.

Frightened, some martial artists at the edge of the crowd raised their inner strength, leaped to the dense forest, and stomped on the trunk several times,

trying to escape from the forest by stepping on the trunk without touching the ground.

However, before they escaped for a long time, they heard the sound of “clanging”.

The tripwire tied to the tree trunk rang.

The explosion shook the sky, the fire was everywhere, and

the people in the martial arts who were afraid of their sins being discovered and trying to escape were all blown into the sky.

“As I said, no one can escape.”

Bateman said lightly, unlike sarcasm, he released Zuo Lengchan from his hand, and pressed the latter’s palm on Shanxinyi.

With the soft female voice in the iron box, everyone present fell into shock again.

Zuo Lengchan killed a lot of people, even more than Mr. Mo Da and Yu Canghai, but he did not do it himself, but handed it over to his subordinates. people to deal with.

And the people he killed were not only demon sects, but also famous and decent people.

Mr. Mo Da and Daoist Chongxu looked at each other and knew in his heart that Zuo Lengchan had always wanted to be the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains and the Wulin League over the years. For this reason, he cultivated thirteen Taibao, modified and improved the Songshan swordsmanship, and integrated the Songshan School into a The No. 1 martial arts faction has even faintly suppressed Shaolin and the Beggar Gang.

For the sake of power ambition, he will do whatever it takes. He can even secretly instruct his thirteen Taibaos to invade and attack the famous sects in the name of the Demon Sect. Do not attach to the Songshan faction, and build momentum for him as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

The result given by Shanxinyi is, “The detected sin value is 30 points, and the evaluation is driven by ambition, good and evil, and medium punishment is recommended.”

Moderate punishment? Bateman’s jaw dropped, Zuo Lengchan’s ambition was above everything else. Maybe he had a different ambition from the Sun Moon God Sect, but as his martial arts became higher and his status rose, he became accustomed to the martial arts sect. The corruption

of the heart, the heart that wants to do things, is also swallowed up by the greater desire for power.

If you want to do things, you must have power, and for power, you can sacrifice everything, even if the price is your own humanity.

During this process, no matter how many evil sects he killed or how many good knights he killed, it was just an insignificant footnote on his path of ambition.

“It’s just half a hero who was swallowed up by ambition.”

Bateman gave a light evaluation, pressing lightly on Zuo Lengchan’s abdomen, abolishing his dantian and martial arts, and knocking him out.

“Next, it’s your turn, Abbot Xuanci.”

Bateman turned to look at the only monk in the ring. The kind-

hearted, gentle and generous Abbot Xuanci smiled, suddenly raised his arm and patted it on top of his head.

boom!

There was a gunshot, and Abbot Xuanci was injured on his left shoulder. It was difficult to take a

picture. Bateman raised the gun, frowned and said, “You want to commit suicide? Cover up your secret?”

Raise your right arm.

boom!

Another shot was fired, and Bateman, who

had abolished Abbot Xuanci’s left and right arms, rushed forward and punched Abbot Xuanci in the chest, stopping the latter’s attempt to commit suicide by biting his tongue and

savagely punching Abbot Xuanci’s palm. Press on kindness.

Guilty value, 50 points,

I have only killed one innocent person in my life, and I feel extremely guilty about it. In addition, I also sit and watch a large number of martial arts people die tragically and remain indifferent, and let anyone do evil

Shan Xinyi’s evaluation was extremely contradictory. Bateman frowned deeply. Just when he was about to call Shenlong to ask what was going on, there was a loud shout from the audience, “Let go of the abbot!”

I saw A strong man with a white turban on his head, arrogant and arrogant, jumped up from the crowd, pounced on Bateman, waved his palm, and could vaguely hear the roar of dragons and tigers.

“Qiao Feng! It’s him!”

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, and the person who appeared was Qiao Feng, the elder of the Six Sacks of the Beggar Gang, who was most likely to become the help of the Beggar Gang in the future.

This person has a tenacious, loyal and brave character, has numerous friends, is highly regarded in the arena, and has extremely strong martial arts. He is known as South Murong and North Qiaofeng, but he was suspected of being involved in the bizarre death of Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Gang. Forced to disappear to find the truth, to prove innocence,

unexpectedly will appear here.

Facing Qiao Feng, one of the strongest in the younger generation, Bateman did not move in the face of his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, his palm still pressing on the back of Abbot Xuanci’s hand.

He knew that he would not be hurt.

Bang bang bang!

Several gunshots suddenly sounded in the jungle, and more than ten bullets flew, blocking Qiao Feng’s forward route, forcing the hooded hero who appeared to come with his own BGM to stop.

The people who fired these shots jumped out of the jungle and jumped onto the stage.

They all dressed in strange clothes and looked extremely strange.

A bloated middle-aged man who looks like a penguin,

a handsome young man in colorful clothes and a hat with a question mark pattern on his head,

a cat ear and tail decoration, a tight black leather coat, and a hot body. A coquettish woman with

a clear outline, a stern young man whose face was burnt in half,

and a strange man in a purple suit with a clown pattern smeared on his face, muttered, “whyso?”

Qiao Feng stopped in the arena and carefully observed these strangely dressed strangers who suddenly appeared. They were different from Bateman, they all had deep inner strength,

and the breath of inner strength was also very familiar, just like the

“Qingcheng Sword Sect”. !”

There was an exclamation from the audience, “They are all disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect!”

What?

Mr. Mo Da and Daoist Chongxu looked in amazement, and saw that under the layers of disguise, these strange costumes suddenly appeared with Bateman. They were really young disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and

the audience dared not dare . Those who believed in Qingcheng also confirmed this.

“Wrong,”

Bateman said solemnly: “They used to be disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and participated in the siege of the Yongcheng Escort,

but now they have a new name. It’s

called the

Justice League.”

[End of this Chapter]