"What?" The pangolin froze.
This reflection, however, was apparently captured by the gang of them by mistake, and while Duke Yuan was not speaking and gave a slight shake of his long fan in his hand, the dog-leg next to him fell on his butt and said with glee, "Lengthen your ears and listen carefully, my Duke said, martial combat!"
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of old wine spewed straight out of the piercing's mouth.
"Fuck, bastard, what do you mean?" Little Dog Leg was instantly so angry that he couldn't bring himself to do anything, and rushed up to make a move on Piercing Mountain Armor.
Solitarily, he was blocked directly by Duke Yuan.
A soldier who was about to die had no intention of insulting him.
If he wanted to insult him, he should also insult the general who was going to die.
Besides, this was not the only one who could be frightened by himself to the point of spewing wine.
Although his literary talent was renowned, his martial arts skills were also excellent, but often he was more interested in literature than in the deliberate display of force.
It is because for him, killing with a sword is nothing, but killing with the tip of a pen is the true mastery.
He likes this kind of challenge and enjoys it.
He didn't even put the piercing beetle in his eyes, the one who showed his face just now was Han Qianqian, naturally, the target of Duke Yuan, was also Han Qianqian.
To hit someone in the face, this is what hits the nail on the head.
How good Han Qianqian was just now, when he beat him up himself later, only then would he look like a bully.
"How's that? Scared?" Duke Yuan looked at Han Qianqian and couldn't help but say in a cold voice.
Han Qianqian laughed bitterly and shook his head, "Forget it, a civil fight is fine, a martial arts fight will hurt the peace, not to mention the body, besides, we are outsiders."
"Fuck you, if you're a coward, then you're a coward, and you're making a bunch of fucking excuses?" Someone immediately slapped Han Qianqian's table in anger and roared.
"You're right, you wimp, punk, come and fight if you have the guts."
"The real hero is seen underhand, are you a man or not?"
In the face of these people's angry roar, Han Qianqian only shook his head, and then, slightly raising his wine glass, he was about to drink.
"What the hell are you drinking?
Suddenly, at that moment, a big hand brutally knocked Han Qianqian's glass of wine to the ground.
In a moment, the cup fell and the wine spilled.
And Han Qianqian's eyes began to look slightly angry.
As a later guest, Han Qianqian did not want to cause any trouble, but the other party pushed again and again, and even now, they did not have the slightest intention of letting Han Qianqian go.
To be precise, they didn't intend to let themselves go.
The piercing beast was also visibly startled, he saw the anger in Han Qianqian's eyes, and knew that something terrible, might happen.
"A good civil fight won't work, you have to fight martially, you guys, it's hopeless, it's really a case of where the pot doesn't boil, hehe." Wearing a mountain beetle shook his head helplessly.
What's the difference between a martial arts fight with Han Qianqian and playing with a big sword in front of Guan Gong?
The only difference might be that Guan Gong's sword is only a dozen metres long, while these people's knives are all used to peel fruit ......
"Good!" Han Qianqian faintly lowered his hand, "How do you want to fight?"
"How do you want to fight!"
"I'll do as I please." Han Qianqian said in a cold voice.
"Good, that's what you said." Duke Yuan laughed coldly.
I was really afraid that you wouldn't dare to take the move and that I wouldn't be able to humiliate you properly then, while you actually dared to make a fool of yourself by fighting however you wanted.
"How about playing something big, then?"
Han Qianqian smiled, "How big?"
"No limit martial fighting, simply put, no limit on moves, no limit on techniques, no limit on weapons, no limit on anything, and most importantly, no limit on life and death, do you dare?" Yuan Gongzi sneered.
"Forget about not limiting weapons." Han Qianqian said.
"What? Afraid of being hacked to death." Someone laughed.
"No, it's just that, against you guys, I don't need weapons." Han Qianqian laughed softly.
"Arrogant!" Duke Yuan bellowed coldly, "But arrogant people will pay for their arrogance after all!"
"Is that so?" Han Qianqian smiled faintly.
"We'll see, come on, pen and ink awaits." He shouted loudly, and immediately someone farted to get the pen and ink. At this moment, he looked at Han Qianqian and smiled, "Swords have no eyes, and it is even more difficult to fully control the internal power, so sign a life and death contract, no death, but there is another way to avoid death."
"Oh?"
"That is, those who want to admit defeat and are afraid of death, kneel down and kowtow and call their grandfather."
The crowd roared with laughter, and almost at that moment, pens and paper and ink were brought up ......