Chapter 18 Scare

The snow is a little less, and the swaying snowflakes come down one after another, like a fine inverted curtain.

Wu Pengwei and the other four people rode on the snow and rushed to the Wuwang Hall. Snowflakes flew all the way, rubbing their shoulders, like flying white butterflies.

It's cold. During this period, most of the residents are gathered around the stove to keep warm. Even some over-enthusiastic people will run to the ring of the Wuwang Competition early to stop and watch. The competition of the top 16 is enough to make some good people excited.

There were few people on the road, and the horse ran smoothly. The wind swept across the ears, and the piercing ears were painful.

"Hoo............"

The galloping steed horse suddenly hissed, and his two front hooves stepped in the air.

At the end of the alley stood a fat man, with a steamed bun's face, small eyes and a big nose, a thin mouth, and a ball of harmony. The fat man put his hands in his sleeves, wearing a fat gray robe, and looked at the four people who stopped riding horses in the alley with a smile.

The fat man bowed first, and then whispered, "I'm free in the water. As the chief rudder of Wuwang City, I want to discuss with Wu Wei Shaoxia if I have something to do."

Tie Zhuanlang looked at the fat man's harmony and wanted to scold his mother.

Chen Tian pulled him, pointed to the fat man's feet, and shook his head solemnly.

Tie Zhulang stared and found that the feet under the hem of the fat man's clothes were stepping on the snow. The strange thing was that there was no trace, as if the fat man himself had no weight.

Wu Pengwei was silent and said lightly, "If it's for me to give up the game, there's no need to say. It's not negotiable."

The tone is indifferent, but very resolute.

The fat man smiled and still asked kindly, "Is there no discussion?"

Wu Pengwei shook his head with a smile.

Shui Qingxian sighed and shook his head. His fat double chin fluctuated like waves. He tilted his head, as if he wanted to speak.

But at this moment, there was a deep and hoarse angry shout from the other end of the alley.

"Water fat man, why are you talking so much nonsense with them? Just do it directly."

Everyone turned around and saw a thin man standing on the roof not far behind him. His face was dull, the wind was roaring, and the black robe was washed against him, and he was as thin as a wooden pole.

"Why does this guy look like Aoki's protection? Has he also practiced 'dead wood skills'?" Tie Zhulang muttered in a low voice.

Aoki beside him said calmly, "Yes, this man also practices 'dead wood skills', but after getting real fire quenching, he has broken the limit of the skill and reached the realm of 'dead wood meets spring', which is not easy to deal with."

Tie Zhulang didn't expect that he was wrong, but on second thought, the "dead wood meets spring" accidentally reached the level of killing a thousand people. The comer is not good. Can the elder's tricks scare others?

Wu Pengwei glanced at the thin figure on the roof, led the horse's head around, and said lightly, "Since the wooden stewor is here, why don't you show up?"

"Humph, Elder Wu has good eyesight."

At the other end of the alley, Mu Yinfeng is coming out of the entrance of the alley, blocking the only way out.

The three of them surrounded and surrounded a narrow alley like a slit.

"At this moment, with this alley as the center, the streets within a radius of 100 meters are all our people. We will not let some ignorant passers-by pass by here, and the residents here have collected our money. In any case, even if there is a shocking noise outside, they will not come out to see it. At a glance, Wu Wei, the strength of the three of us is in the realm of thousands of people. Do you think you still have a chance to win? If you cooperate with us, you can get 60,000 taels of silver, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what?"

Mu Yinfeng snorted coldly, "Otherwise, you will die."

Wu Pengwei smiled, turned his head to look at the crowd, and joked, "I didn't expect that a business name 'Jin Buyao' had hidden so many masters. It's not like a business name, but more like a gangster organization."

"You are looking for death." The wood wind suddenly changed color, the blue-gray light smoke permeated, and the huge purple-squalled golden toad came out again.

On the roof not far away, Mo Wugu's whole body was also wrapped with water mist-like green light, mixed with a little light and fire, which outlined a huge one-horned snake on the top of his head.

As for the fat man, it floated like a feather, as if there was no weight. The white water mist spread under his feet, and then rose up to the sky and turned into a white giant pigeon, but there was a fiery red feather on the top of the pigeon, like the crown of a phoenix.

"Martial soul muter beast green fire dragonfly, fire pigeon?"

As soon as you take action, there are three mutant martial souls. The strength of Mu Yinfeng and others is far beyond the imagination of Tie Zhulang and others.

Only Wu Pengwei is still as quiet as water, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

Mu Yinfeng felt irritable when he saw that smiling face. Obviously, he was already at an absolute downp. How could this hairy little guy laugh?

"Kid, I'll give you one last chance, life or death?"

Mu Yinfeng slowly stepped forward, and the snow scattered under his feet, with unparalleled power at every step.

Wu Pengwei did not answer, but took out a dark ball from his arms.

At the same time, other Tie Zhuanlang and Chen Tian and others also took out the same black ball from their arms.

The footsteps of Mu Yinfeng and others suddenly stopped.

Wu Pengwei curled his lips and said with a smile, "This thing is called a Thunderbolt Ball. It is said to be used by the two armies. It is very powerful. I spent a total of 25,000 taels of silver to buy five. I'm worried that there is no place to test the power. Mr. Mu can come and try it."

"Where did you get this thing from?" Mu Yinfeng asked with a hard face.

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "'Mr. Beidou' is familiar with me. Through his relationship and the garrison, he bought a few to defend himself. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today."

Mu Yinfeng quickly exchanged a wink with Shui Qingxian and Mo Bugu.

Since he left the Zizhu Post Hall at noon, people have been watching Wu Pengwei and his party. Until they rode out, they had never seen anyone walk out of the post hall.

Moreover, the matter of Wu Wei helping "Mr. Beidou" to defeat "Jiangbei Painting King" Yan Dongsheng has long been spread all over the streets and alleys. As is known by passers-by, "Mr. Beidou" is also a great scholar in today's literary world. He is about to become an official, and he is indeed a good relationship with the commander of the military defense.

From this, it is inferred that this Thunderbolt ball will not be fake.

Wu Pengwei saw that the three people were silent and said with a smile, "This Thunderbolt ball is very powerful. It is said that it can be blown into ruins within 15 square meters. Even powerful warriors will not easily provoke them."

He was solitary with a calm face and snorted coldly: "Do you think the muddy Thunderbolt can trap the three of us?"

"Ha ha." Wu Pengwei smiled and did not refute. He just continued with a smile, "Of course, I don't think this thing can trap you three big stewards, but this Thunderbolt ball is like wolf smoke and rises straight up. After blowing up, it can immediately startle the people in the Wuwang Hall, which is less than a kilometer away from here. Do you think this matter can be hidden. Go down."

Mu Yinfeng sneered: "The water fat man's 'Piao Yu' is the best in the world. It's faster than thunder and lightning. You can have a try. Before the thunderbolt is thrown out, he will let him catch it. Wu boy, don't resist. It's useless."

Wu Pengwei didn't answer. He just put his hand on the Thunderbolt ball with a smile and said in an indifferent tone, "As long as I exert my strength, it will explode, and the water general manager's whip is too long."

Mu Yinfeng hesitated for a while before saying with a little doubt, "I don't believe you will be so crazy."

"Anyway, I was either killed by you or blown up. Instead, I'd better choose the latter." Wu Pengwei put away his smile, his face was as quiet as a cold abyss, and said word by word, "If you don't believe it, you can try it."

There was a cold determination in his far-reaching eyes like a sea, and Mu Yinfeng and others suddenly trembled.

The three stewuls of "Jin Bu Yao" exchanged a look at the same time and retreated without saying a word.

At the entrance of the alley, Mu Yinfeng stared at Wu Pengwei fiercely, as if he wanted to deeply brand his appearance in his mind.

Wu Pengwei has already recovered his initial indifferent look and responded with a smile.

"Bad boy, you remember it for me." Mu Yinfeng stamped his feet with hatred and turned around and sank into the wind and snow.

It was not until the three disappeared that Wu Pengwei exhaled a slight breath, put the muddy Thunderbolt ball into his arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Let's go!"

The horse was like a dragon, and soon rushed out of the long and narrow alley.

When it was near the Wuwang Hall, Tie Zhulang laughed loudly: "Haha, it's so funny. The three thousand-person masters were scared away by the elders. I'm really happy."

He smiled and turned back and forth, hoping to fall on the horse's back, which was extremely exaggerated.

Chen Tian, who was beside him, also smiled and said, "The elder is really good at acting. The look just now really scared me. Even if you know the fake in your hand, you are still a little scared."

Wu Pengwei stopped the horse, jumped off the horse, and said with a smile, "It's just some tricks. Those stews are delicate and expensive and will not die with us. What's more, they can't figure out the depth. Even if they know that it may be fake, they won't gamble with us."

Everyone laughed.

It turns out that the muddy Thunderbolt ball in his arms is made of Wu Pengwei, but it is dried with some iron bags coated with black ink. He grew up at the seaside, and his family's business is running at sea. He often encounters some huge sea beasts, which can't be dealt with by idle shells, so the family often has this muddy sky. Thunderbolt bullets.

He has an excellent memory and knows how to follow the law. In his mind, he easily imitated the shape of this muddy Thunderbolt ball, which is vivid.

I didn't think of it, but it scared Mu Yinfeng and others away.

His move seems simple, but it contains great wisdom and response, which can't help but be amazed.

Especially Aoki, Chen Tian and others have long admired Wu Pengwei's five bodies in their hearts. Even Sun Jue, the head of the sunset, has no such status in his mind.

The four got off the horse, handed over the rope to the handyman of Wu Wangzong, and went straight to the ring.

There is already a sea of people under the ring, but in the middle of the ring, there is a tall and graceful figure standing. The snow is flying, and the long golden hair is flying wantonly under the bamboo hat, like thousands of morning light at the rising.

"Is it her?" Wu Pengwei's heart moved slightly.