Chapter 93 Weakness

Wu Er stopped for a moment, but he didn't get the reply he was looking forward to. It seems that the person who comes is an enemy and not a friend, but as long as it is not a knife around his neck, what's the harm in fighting with him? Erlang's heart suddenly rose in his heart. Before becoming the head, Wu Song had never been afraid of fighting fiercely with others. On the contrary, after he had a certain position, he began to be afraid, which made people feel so boring.

"This friend, Wu Song misses your kindness. I, Wu Song, am also an open person. If you have anything to say, please tell me. Even if you want to take my Wu Song's life, it's not impossible, but first of all, you can beat my fists. Wu Er deliberately stressed that he was bare-handed, and the dagger in the boots should be used until a sudden attack was launched.

Wu Song also knows that things in the room must be solved quickly. Now the signal may ignite at any time. Although the documentary dart has already agreed on this, it is better not to develop to that point.

There is still no sound on the opposite side. Not only did the coerce after the swordsman make a sound, but even the swordsman seemed to be silent. According to reason, he reported Wu Song's name, and the swordsman should at least feel a little surprised.

Wu Song was familiar with the layout of the kitchen. He found the flint with his hand. He gently lit the lamp hanging on the wall in the kitchen and saw it clearly.

The swordsman's eyes were round and his expression was blank. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of incredible expressions. It looks like he is already out of breath. Wu Song just went to pull his weapon and thought that he was forced to let go. Now it seems that he was out of breath, and the swordsman's chest was full of blood. Unexpectedly, a bloody hand was stretched out in the wound. The hand seemed to be flexible in the experimental activity and was still gently opening and closing.

This scene made Wu Er's scalp numb. What kind of martial arts can penetrate into the enemy's body with his hand and smash the internal organs in an instant, making this kind of master die without humming. It's a sudden attack like a ghost, like a giant beast. Wu Song thinks that even if he has the highest power of the tiger, he can't complete this blow from the perspective of power alone. It's terrible.

Erlang felt cold sweat on his back, which felt the same as when he met the crescent moon on Jingyanggang that day. He wanted to escape, but the action of turning over the window will inevitably expose his back to the other party, and with his ghostly skills, the other party must be able to destroy himself with one blow.

That won't work. If I die like that, I won't even see my opponent's face clearly. Wu Song can die, but he can't be killed from behind. Just now, someone held her neck with a sword and released the crescent moon, which can still survive, but now, the other party has defeated the crescent moon in strength, and the crescent moon is relatively lacking in fighting with people, so it is meaningless to let her out.

At this moment, the swordsman's body slowly fell down. Thinking that the body was already dead, the bloody hand in the wound was pulled out at the moment when the body fell, and then the person who killed the swordsman was exposed to Wu Song.

Erlang saw the most incredible thing in his life. The owner of the bloody hand was actually Wang Po!

Yes, it's Mrs. Wang, who is still wearing the clothes when she said goodbye at noon. The skin on her face is still aging, but her eyes are completely different. The eyes are just open, and the eyelids seem to have lost their function without blinking. Then, Grandma Wang put the blood hand to her mouth and gently sucked the blood on her hand.

Wu Song can see that a dense circle of blood marks have oozed on Grandma Wang's neck. Wu Er saw clearly that the blood mark seemed to be the scar of being strangled to death with his elbow. He immediately recalled what Grandma Wang had said about meeting Qi Si in front of his house. At that time, what Grandma Wang said was covered with blood. Qi Si was killed by a random blade, and the wounds were all over the body, so she was covered with blood, and the Wang woman in front of her was only bleeding from her neck. Could it be that she was strangled to death with her elbow, and then the body changed like Qi Si in conjecture? How did Grandma Wang die? She must have noticed something and went straight to the teahouse after leaving the county government. As a result, she was ambushed by others and strangled with her elbow.

Time did not allow Wu Er to think much about. Grandma Wang greedily glanced at Wu Song and jumped forward like a ghost. Wu Song couldn't think so much. She hid aside. At the same time, she leaned down with her right hand, pulled out a dagger from her boots, and slashed at Wang Po who hit the air.

Wu Er really felt that the dagger had been cut by Wang Po. He hurried forward and exchanged positions with Wang Po. The swordsman's blood was already flowing all over the kitchen floor. Wu Song rushed down and felt the sticky feeling of the boots and the ground, which made him sick.

Wang Po slowly turned around, and Wu Song saw that his dagger had just cut Wang Po's abdomen. But strangely, although the clothes were damaged, blood did not flow from the wound. And the feeling of a knife just now was indeed cut into the flesh, not on the stone, which proves that the body of the body is not invulnerable, but the body has no blood. No, you can't say that. Maybe it's just cutting off the abdomen of this kind of body, just like cutting off ordinary people's hair. Although it is damaged, it won't bleed and won't hurt.

This analysis was immediately verified, and Grandma Wang attacked again without any sign of injury. But her hands didn't have any routine, just beating and grabbing randomly. Unlike imagination, although the movement of this corpse is faster than that of ordinary martial arts masters, it is not so unpredictable. It seems that the ghostly lightness can only be used in sneak attacks. Even so, Erlang retreated almost one by one, and the more Wu Song fought, the more shocked he became.

I once competed with the tiger that day without falling too much down. Strength has always been my most dependent thing. However, when she hit Wang's wrist joint with her fist, there was nothing strange, but her fingers were numb. Erlang crossed his heart. Although using a dagger can't cause substantial damage to Mrs. Wang, if she cuts off her limbs, she can't pose any threat to herself. As for how to completely kill the corpse, that's the future. Let's solve the problem first.

Cut her finger first! Erlang held the dagger with his right hand and cut it into Wang Po's heart. Wang's wife ignored it and just grabbed Wu Song with her hand. Erlang lowered the sword of the dagger and cut Wang Po's right finger. This was bound to be achieved, at least three fingers in the middle of Wang Po's right hand.

As expected, Grandma Wang did not react so quickly, and the dagger firmly hit her right hand. And he removed the wound of the deep visible bone, but the dagger could only cut open the skin and flesh, but there was nothing he could do about the bones under the flesh. Wu Er even felt that the middle finger bone of Mrs. Wang in the tip of the knife was like a pierced iron wall, and even shook his shoulder trouble. Fortunately, the tip of the knife was sharp, and under a stroke, it directly bypassed the finger bone to cut the soft skin and flesh, which reduced a lot of power for Wu Song.

In other words, if the finger bone is as fragile as flesh and flesh, how can it be abruptly inserted into the human body? Erlang felt that he took it for granted and fell into a more passive position instead. The area of the kitchen is not large, and Grandma Wang has almost forced Wu Song into a dead corner. There is no room to move around, so she can only fight head-on.

After a few more moves, Wu Song's left finger began to bleed. The vibration of the huge impact made the wound cut during the sea sand burst again in the afternoon, and the wound was bigger than when it was cut. Obviously, it was freshly torn. The blood on Wu Song's hand obviously attracted the attention of Grandma Wang. Her eyes no longer stared at Wu Song, but followed the wound on Wu Song's finger and swayed up and down.

This suddenly loosened the pressure on Wu Song's body, but his left arm was punched several times in a row, and the huge force almost shook the joints of his left arm. Wu Er knew that if it went on like this, his life would really happen in an instant. We must figure out, what is Mrs. Wang's weakness? Perfect things do not exist. For ordinary people, the throat and heart are the deadliest place. But the body certainly does not need to breathe, so it is useless to cut the throat, and if the weakness is in the heart, are some too easy to be attacked? In addition, when she attacked her chest just now, Grandma Wang did not have any evasive action. Even if it is an unconscious body, the instinct to protect herself should exist.

Yes, for the survival of the fittest, the corpse of the corpse will definitely put the important place in the safest place. What I know now is that Grandma Wang is the same as normal people, but the bones are like steel. The safest place should be the place tightly wrapped by bones. If it is placed in such a place, it is true. It is indeed extremely safe.

If you think so, the heart has more reason to be excluded, and there are no bones around it. The place wrapped in bones is... Wu Song looked at Grandma Wang's eyes and suddenly thought, yes, that's Grandma Wang's head. The head is wrapped in skulls. As a royal woman with iron bones, even if she tells her weakness to the enemy, it is difficult to break through.

In order to verify the conjecture, Wu Er raised the dagger and ignored Wang's attack on her own tricks. Wang Po panicked and hurriedly withdrew her hands and put them together to protect her closed eyes. Wu Song's dagger once again hit the hard finger bone. This time, it did not cross the gap of the finger bone. Although there was a gap between the close fingers, the gap was far from the width of the blade.

Wu Song was happy. Wang Po's instinctive nervousness represents the inference that her head is weak, which may be right. Moreover, the fingers are not a piece of iron. Wu Song turned the handle of the knife, and the horizontal blade turned into a vertical blade. The fingers of Wang Po's fingers were vertical, so there was hope to break through and close the fingers.

Wu Er's dagger was as sharp as frost and snow. After a turn, he instantly cut the skin and flesh of Wang Po's two fingernails. In the cracks in the bones, it was like a broken bamboo cut. When Wu Song was happy, he felt a pain in his wrist and looked at it. It turned out that Grandma Wang's other hand clenched her wrist with a knife.

Fortunately, the body did not know the tricks of martial arts. Otherwise, taking advantage of the key point of attacking Wu Song at this time, 100 Wu Er would also be killed on the spot. Wang Po's fingers were very powerful. With a pinch, Wu Song's hand could not move. If he wanted to hold the dagger tightly, he was bound to ascend to the sky. But how could Erlang give up this opportunity to turn over? The dagger was already in Wang Po's fingers. Wu Er loosened his right hand, pushed the handle with his finger, and the dagger was **.

Wang was furious and could see that it was extremely painful. She held Wu Song's wrist and threw it at her hand. She didn't care and hurried to pull out the dagger in her eyes. This throw was as powerful as a giant beast, and he threw Wu Song from the top of his head behind him. Erlang felt like a broken kite, out of control and fell firmly on the other side of the kitchen. Although Erlang tried his best to avoid the key points when he landed, he still fell hard. The dead swordsman's blood flowed more than before. Wu Song felt as if he had fallen into the blood pool, and his whole body was covered with blood.

Without time to rest, Wu Song struggled to get up. At this time, Grandma Wang had pulled out the dagger from her eyes and held it in her hand. However, Wu Song obviously hit Wang Po, which made Wang Po forget that she had left Wu Song behind her, but kept waving the dagger of the audience in front of her, accompanied by a roar full of hatred.

Wu Song knows that this is a rare opportunity to completely solve Wang Po. In addition to the hole in the eyes, the back of the skull is the biggest loophole, but the dagger has been lost. How to attack it? Erlang was very anxious and subconsciously kicked. As if to answer Wu Song's question, this kick hit something. Wu Song fixed his eyes and looked at the sword of the swordman who had just been thrown down. The sword was already full of the blood of its owner, but it was not this aimless foot, and it was really difficult to find.

Wu Song was overjoyed. He grabbed the long sword, stabbed Wang Po's back of the head as quickly as possible. Grandma Wang, who was immersed in pain, did not respond. The sword seemed to roar with revenge against its master. It hit and directly cut into the back of Grandma Wang's head. Wu Song pounded the yellow dragon directly, turned the hilt of the sword, let the sword stir in Grandma Wang's mind, and then picked it up and attacked her brain directly.

Wang's hands covered her head and roared sadly, and her limbs kept twitching. Blood slowly flowed out of the blood tank of the sword, and the convulsions of the limbs slowly stopped. Wu Song waved his sword and easily cut off Grandma Wang's right arm.

Wu Song said that Grandma Wang died. No, it should be said that Grandma Wang died again. This death represents her complete death. The power of steel and iron bones has been far away from this body.

Wu Song picked up the dagger left by Grandma Wang on the ground, wiped the blood on the back of the trouser legs, wiped the blood, then inserted his boots, and limped out of the kitchen. The battle just now was extremely destructive to him. Fortunately, when he understood the pattern of the teahouse, he soon found a cotton cloak with a hood and coarse cloth, tied it to his body, covered his blood coat, and washed his face, so that he would not reveal the traces of falling into the blood pool just now.

The next step was the observer, and he didn't know what was going on with the single dart head. Wu Er took a deep breath, put the hood of the cloak on his head, reached out and pushed open the door of the teahouse, and walked from the front door of the teahouse to Zishi Street.

As soon as Wu Er went out, he felt a light on his head. Looking up, the southern sky had been cooled by a huge fireworks. Today is not a festival, and the setting was outside the city. It seemed that this was the signal they were waiting for. However, this is not an ordinary fireworks. How can ordinary fireworks be so bright and long-lasting? This is a cloud-piercing arrow used by officials. No, it is a high-end product that is better than the cloud-piercing arrow in the county government. It seems that I really provoked the bigwigs in the capital. In fact, I want to know what I got.

He must find the single dart head and the observer immediately. Wu Song pulled down his hood and stood on the Purple Street to look for it. At this time, it was already dark. It was really not easy to find two people quickly when everyone was wearing bloated winter clothes. Wu Er was anxious and suddenly heard a quarrel on the street.

"Sunson, why don't you give me the money you owe me?"

"Who owes you money? Don't pull me. Get away."

Wu Er could hear that the sound of the bill was exactly the head of the single dart. Looking at the sound, the two people twisted together, and Wu Song hurriedly ran over.

"Two people, what's wrong with you two? I'm an official of this county. Wu Song slightly exposed the official clothes under the cloak, and that part was not stained with blood.

"Oh, this official." The single dart head answered intently, but the hand did not let go of the observer. This person's friend just asked me to come over and see the signal with this person. It's the fireworks just now. I don't know if you see it?

"Yes, it's not a festival. I don't know which village put it." Wu Song stubbled.

"Yes, this man's friend told me that if he saw this thing, he would give me 50 taels of silver. Now you also see fireworks burning, but this man relies on silver but won't give it to me. This official, does he say that it is unreasonable?" The single dart head imitated the tone of a scoundrel, which made Wu Song once suspect that the single dart head bodyguard was only a hobby, and his main business was actually extortion.

"What about you? Why don't you have money?" Wu Song said to the observer in an arrogant tone.

The observer's expression is full of incorrable expression, but his eyes are very anxious. We didn't promise to give him money. This is an official. I still have something urgent on hand. Please make way.

A single dart head is really unusual, but anyone who performs special tasks will certainly not bring a lot of money. After all, their leaders will also worry that they will suddenly escape. After all, there are still many people who yearn for freedom. Extortion of money and things, this observer has no money, which is really hard to say.