Rimba Persilatan
eps 17's

Reverend Wu-yi began to change his position, from within his dao coat

removing a dagger of one chi eight cun, is a sharp short sword that fits its size.

The middle-aged madam moved in the opposite direction, in the hand

his right was a dagger, his left hand was hiding three weapons

dark both ends sharp.

Pastor Wu-yi has reached the side of the table, suddenly quickly

turning the table, he wanted to flip the table and hide

behind him, hiding behind a table so fearless

assaulted by Xiu-luo's knife. His body moved his hands, very fast.

But he was still a step late.

The table can be captured, it has also been reversed, but not hunted

blocking his body, the beam of needles as intense as it had arrived, was difficult

seen with the naked eye.

"Ngeek.." Pastor Wu-yi yelled stifled.

"Burney...!" the table has fallen.

"Ping ping pang pang!" teapots and falling glasses broke, tea water

squirt everywhere. The middle-aged madam had already moved one step to the right,

was gonna throw his dark weapon, use

the opportunity broke through the escape window.

"Live you one." Fu Ke-wei said coldly.

The middle-aged madam was frightened, her face changed.

Pastor Wu-yi endured the pain in his stomach, he thrashed on the floor, he was,

rolling up the body, his groaning voice rattled the hearts of people,

under his right ribs fresh blood soaked his dao coat.

"The knife does not open the wound." Fu Ke-wei heartlessly said,

"old Dao himself wants to die quickly, so shake the knife

which was left outside his body half cun, so that the air

getting into the wound, so it drains so much blood."

Fighting with people, must strengthen the brave heart forward

continue, if his battle spirit is lost, anything will run out.

As soon as Reverend Wu-yi collapsed, the middle-aged madam's mentality had

crushed by the pressure of his death, his face was pale, trembling

said: "Don't force me, old dao can tell who

the tenant." "You don't know?"

"I'm.I'm just doing the orders."

"Didn't you have the Lu brothers cut off my ears,

and take him home to report?"

"I'm..." "You're told who cut off the ear back to report?"

"It...Guest Hanger Wu-feng." The middle-aged madam

I had to be honest. "No talking!"

"What I said is true."

"Madam, you're wrong to see me Xie-jian-xiu-luo" Fu Ke-wei said

cold, "Guest Hanger claimed to be the greatest, his silat science is very high, cruel and confident, rampant in the martial world twenty years more, never befriended people, never befriended people, that is why he can appear freely. He really did live in this town, but that was because it was drawn by people, the person who pulled him was definitely not the Water Snake across the river, but your people.

Bo Yi-he who is chasing after the Hanging Guest is also deceived, Bo Yi-he

the one who called me here was a fake Bo Yi-he, maybe you buried the real Bo Yi-he. If you think I'm so stupid, tonight's events are enough to right your wrongs.

Say it! Is it true you don't want to say it?"

"What I have to say I said."

"I'm glad I don't believe your words."

"You..." "You're gonna throw the dagger yourself" or wait for me

using a knife Xiu-luo hurt you, capture him alive

and force you" You're a woman, forced by

a man, you should be able to imagine yourself."

"You won't make it to a confession..."

"Actually, I've earned the confession that I wanted

know, I just want to get certainty out of your mouth.

Maybe you think when forced, it's better to kill yourself, but I'm telling you, you're dead or not all doesn't mean much, I can still pull the thread from the cocoon, force it one by one

your important people are out, let's take off the dagger!"

The cry of his last voice, shocked the mistress half

middle-aged, perhaps because his heart was too tense, or too frightened, might also be reflexive, once his body trembled, his left hand suddenly as powerful as possible shot out, a single glint flew through

air, dark weapons that are both sharp ends, with

Fu Ke-wei's mind moved his body, with

calmly step to the right one step.

The first dark weapon did not hit the target, the dark weapon

the second passed through the outer left arm of Fu Ke-wei, the third dark weapon

he was easily caught by his left hand.

"Now I know who you are" he said happily,

"i thought you were a mistress, turned out to be a two-year-old girl

twenty years on, the science of changing your face is great, not strange

the one who had met the Weaver Woman Fei Yin-yin, the,

everyone says it differently, each

describing myself, I have made a great discovery on

your arm. I'll give you your gun, take it!"

The dark weapon was thrown, flying towards the Woman

Weaver Fei Yin-yin. The Weaver Woman did not think anymore, she reached out her hand

receiving, as soon as the weapon was captured, a shout was heard

ear-shaking, like the lightning of the weapon flying back, he threw back the received dark weapon, the person

following from behind the dark weapon, crashing with

raising the dagger, in an instant it was approaching, the dagger with

terrible at the jab, it's time to bet lives.

A small dark streak like lightning reached in front of Fu Kewei's chest, he raised his right hand, re-capturing the dark weapon,

thrown again in front.

"Traang!" There was an ear-shaking sound, Lady Weaver Fei

Yin-yin did not dare not use the dagger to fend it off

the dark weapon that flew back, too fast, it was just

reflex movement. His dark weapon was fended off by a dagger, and a hand that

holding the dagger had captured Fu Ke-wei, suppressing it

downwards. "Oh...!" Under the infinite pressure the Weaver Woman collapsed

down, his right knee touched the ground, his entire right arm

it can not be controlled, and also the pain reaches the heart,

his hand bones were all shattered, his dagger had fallen

groundness. Furthermore, his throat was captured by Fu's big hand

Ke-wei, like catching a goose's neck, slowly he added

energy, pulled up. Hands pressed down, neck pulled up, it felt very bad, wanted to bite the tongue of suicide is also no longer there

occasion. "I don't want you to die." Fu Ke-wei said coldly, "I want to

break the air two channels of air and blood, locking

the channels of your feet and hands, then handed over to his men

The Local Dragon, their boss was killed, all of them were furious,

just imagine, they'll be how to get revenge

at you?" "Am..pardon me..." The Weaver Woman fearfully said

stammered. "Have you ever forgiven me?" The hand of Fu Ke-wei

locking the neck slightly loosened, "who are you?"

"I. I don't know, I just know who told me.

it was little noble Zhu Tian-he."

"I can't set you free, because you're already tonight

second time lying."

"I didn't lie..."

"Your conversation with Reverend Wu-yi, I've heard some of it

big, looks like you've said customers are adamant

taking out over a thousand silver burrows, wanting one item

proof." "It's..." "If you know the customer, you know someone important

other than the minor nobles, Hm.hm...! I'll pull out

you guys get to the roots, get a lot of hassles but

forever safe." "I'm..." "I won't talk to you much anymore..."

"You win, I. I'll say!"

The Weaver Woman finally gave up.

"You saved your own life, I took you somewhere

it's safe to talk about it." Fu Kewei said, while looking

fainting the Weaver Woman, after clearing the corpse of Reverend Wu-yi,

he flanked the Weaver Woman out of the house.