The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 347 - Bets and Punishment
The line was filled with seventy-six new soldiers. The atmosphere around them was so festive, depicting an extremely majestic victorious situation. Horse carriages filled around the outskirts of the street, the flag of the Qing Empire fluttering in front of the large buildings. There were so many soldiers coming out more than usual. As said at the beginning of the 18th district had at least 10,000 soldiers. They are a small district. For large districts can accommodate up to hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
The atmosphere became even more violent as the line had arrived in front of a stage. There were so many important people present, one of them was Yan Xue, a guest from another district, he said, the representative of the center and most importantly the General-18 who had not revealed his nose in that place at all.
Yu Xiong could hardly believe they could survive to this point. No less enthusiastic than the other participants, they continued to look right-left with sparkling eyes. Finally came the moment where they could breathe a sigh of relief without fear of death as before.
The reception was longer than they thought. Almost every guest said the same thing; congratulations to those of you who were chosen in this selection and some etiquette that must be obeyed during your service as Imperial soldiers. Three hours standing under the scorching sun that was burning up finally they arrived at the welcome from the main warrior. Yan Xue's.
The man advanced, Wei Feng clucked incoherently.
"Chen, you wanna bet? How long is this guy talking?"
"Two hours." Xin Chen replied with a puff, he was quite lazy to hear the insignificant pleasantries from the higher-ups and important people up ahead. Formality is a very boring thing.
While yawning Wei Feng showed his three fingers. "Three hours."
A few hours later Wei Feng snorted in annoyance. Perhaps what made it hot now was not just the sun anymore, but Yan Xue who had never come down from the stage. The man's voice seemed to be drowning in his ears. He squatted many times when everyone was not paying attention.
"If youji comes I'm sure he's passed out and told to stand up all this time."
Yan Xue ended her welcome as usual. Although he looked like a strict soldier when it came to speaking he could stall for up to half a day. Wei Feng stood up while looking right-left and only realized one of the soldiers was watching him.
"You bet three hours, right? Looks like we're both in a series."
"Now it's General-18's turn. Wanna bet how much?" tanyanya kept looking ahead. Among all the participants it seemed like him and Wei Feng were the watchdogs' concern.
"I'm probably four hours." Wei Feng immediately corrected. "Maybe five hours, hahaha. Who knows if he'd want to tell his past like the soldier's guests."
"Two or three hours in my opinion."
Wei Feng chimed in, "What punishment is wrong?"
"Yelling after the 18th General is finished. Hows it? Agreed?"
Yu Xiong did not know what the two people were doing, they shook hands with fierce gazes. Suddenly the two laziest people listening to this welcome noticed everything General-18 said with focus. Wei Feng nudged him. "I can't wait to see you screaming in front of the crowd. Must be funny."
"Oh, I have prepared good words for you to shout later. Wanna know?" Both of them looked confident, Wei Feng replied arrogantly. "so. Of course I also prepared the words of pearl, I'm sure the general will cry at your screams later."
"How about, 'General, I love you!' he will marry you right now."
Wei Feng directly hit him, "Don't because I once held a soldier's hand you thought I was abnormal. Fucking friends. I could die of style if I lose this bet. Shit, shit, shit. This madman wants to kill my manhood." Upset Wei Feng, Xin Chen's punishment was indeed not playful. He had to think of an even better punishment to humiliate his opponent.
Wei Feng thought out loud, his eyes occasionally paying attention to the 18th General expectantly. All of a sudden he wanted the man to give a full daily lecture in order to win this fight. He's risking five hours.
"Wine. I don't even know what punishment is good for you. Just shout 'General bald head, marry me!' later. Hah, you're done with this, Chen. I will tell this good news to the people of the Four Surveillance Units. You'll definitely be a joke after this."
"Your words are too long."
"Hooo looks like this friend of ours has smelled the smells of defeat. Patience, friend. There's no need to be afraid. At least you just got slapped back and forth by him."
"What kind of punishment are you talking about? Like people are not normal ..." Yu Xiomg secretly eavesdropped on the conversation of the two of them. Actually it was a few minutes ago and he felt something was wrong with the two humans.
"Don't look for trouble. Brother Wei, you're all right. Don't ask Brother Chen to do your weird ideas."
"Shut up boy. When else can you see this rare occurrence. Just pay attention, I can't wait another five hours. This would truly be the most humiliating history of a Xin Chen. Take it easy, my friend. I will tell it to your grandchildren. You don't have to bother asking for it."
Wei Feng was getting excited looking at Xin Chen's sour face. The welcome from General-18 is still ongoing. He spoke loudly and firmly. In each of his words, he only conveyed important things without much pleasantries. However, Wei Feng remained optimistic that he would win. She felt the Goddess of fortune was falling in love with her.
"The last time I thought I would win it turned out my fate was even dregs. Shit."
There was hardly any sound next to it. Xin Chen lived a full welcome in front of him. As Wei Feng turned his head he could see the young man looking a mischievous smile. The faces that were currently extremely threatening to Wei Feng's safety.
"Take our names!"
From all over everyone was shouting loudly, before long General-18 closed his welcome. They would soon be sent to the center combined with new soldiers from twenty different districts. The new welcome went for less than thirty minutes, which meant Xin Chen won this gamble.
"Sir Wei, don't suddenly forget the memory."
Wei Feng gulped when he heard Xin Chen's extremely sinister voice. Wei Feng's nape grew colder as Xin Chen's hand touched his shoulder.
"Do it now before he gets off the stage or you see something really bad that's gonna happen next."
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