The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

Chapter 39 Poison
An assassin attacked and killed Ling Tuisi?
Ding Diangong focused his eyes, and he could see the assassin's figure and movements clearly.

I saw that this person was dressed in black, masked, tall and thin, and his movements were exactly the same as the three concealed weapon masters who were killed by him after sneaking into the prison a few days ago. Obviously, he was a big force rampant in Sichuan and Sichuan, the Bashan Gang. one of the.

Many years ago, the Bashan Gang sent several groups of masters to snatch his Liancheng Jue.Ding Dian was about to make a move, but he saw the panic and panic flashing on Ling Tuisi's face from a distance, so he stopped.

To him, Ling Tuisi was of course his enemy.

If it was in the past, if Ling Tuisi was about to be killed by an assassin, since he couldn't meet Shuanghua, in order to prevent her from being alone and without support in this world, he might have intervened.

But now, with brothers Di, Miss Zhao and other companions who can take care of Shuanghua for him, the life and death of Ling Tuisi is not so important to him.

Especially Miss Zhao, who has already promised to try her best to heal Shuanghua's face injury.Compared with her, Ling Tuisi couldn't be called a father at all.

After all, he was the father of his beloved, Ding Dian couldn't do it himself, but it was good to see others assassinate Ling Tuisi.

The gang member who was about to whip Ding Dian and the four gang members who were guarding at the side saw the gang leader encountering a strong enemy, they all held up their knives and swords and attacked the assassin at the same time.But their martial arts and qinggong are not high, they were dodged by the assassin in an instant and left behind.

Seeing that the sword's edge was approaching, Ling Tuisi took two steps back and dodged it sideways, with agility.He slanted out his left palm, and slapped Zhangmen acupoint on the assassin's right flank with a swish.

The assassin chuckled, but took a big step forward, crossed his sword with his left hand, and similarly slapped Ling Tuisi's palm on his waist.

With a sound of "bang", his palms intersected, he flipped back to relieve his strength, and threw several black darts from his cuffs, and his whole body turned into a swift black shadow, floating backward.

Ling Tuisi slashed with both palms, deflected all the darts, chased the assassin, and shouted vigorously: "Thiefs of the Bashan gang, stay here."

Accompanied by his voice, another four men rushed in from outside the door, each holding a weapon to stop the assassin.The tall and thin assassin sneered, but swung his long sword to parry with all his strength, as if he was waiting for something.

Just as Ling Tuisi was about to cooperate with the crowd to surround and kill the assassin, the next moment, he suddenly noticed a tingling and slight numbness on the surface of his right palm.

Dingqing saw that there were four small black spots on it, which gradually spread to the surroundings, and made his right arm become stiff.

It turned out that the assassin of the Bashan Gang had hidden two poisonous darts between his fingers, and after meeting Ling Tuisi's palms, he jumped away immediately. He only parried but did not fight back in his sword moves, delaying time, waiting for the opponent to lose his combat power due to the poison , ready to make up for it when the time comes.

He had been in the magistrate's office for six years. Ling Tuisi was in a high position, pampered and pampered, and rarely did anything himself, so that he didn't remember the various methods that gangsters often used in fighting.

Therefore, although he is still better than the other party in terms of insidiousness and cunning, he has also found the way.

But Ding Dian, who was in the distance, saw the movements of the two and the expressions on their faces, but he knew that the assassination of Ling Tuisi by the Bashan Gang would ultimately be a failure.

Because at this moment Ling Tuisi didn't have much fear on his face, but more of an annoyed expression after being tricked by someone.

……

In the brightly lit flower hall, yellow light and blue light swayed and rolled at the sharp edges of various weapons in the field.

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, the tall and thin assassin was stabbing at the single-handed flaw of a strong Longsha gang member. He planned to force him back with a move, but at this moment, cold sweat dripped down his head and neck.

Halfway through his sword strokes, his strength suddenly disappeared. In an instant, he lost his momentum even a few inches forward, and he felt a slight numbness in his right palm.

"You also took... poison?!"

Ling Tuisi snorted, tore off a silver button from his clothes with his left hand, and flicked it towards the assassin's face.

As he expected, the opponent was powerless to dodge, and could only let the button hit the Yintang acupoint between the eyebrows, and he fell limp to the ground.The surrounding gang immediately swung their swords and drew their knives, skillfully cutting off the assassin's tendons and tendons.

"Jinbo Xunhua?" Seeing that the assassin had been captured, Ding Dian didn't look any further, but he was puzzled in his heart, thinking carefully about how Ling Tuisi managed to poison in secret.

"Old dog Ling, if my three brothers hadn't been imprisoned in Jingzhou prison, you would be the one who died today." The tall and thin assassin curled up on the ground, sighed sharply, suddenly tilted his head, and committed suicide by taking poison.

Ling Tuisi looked slightly cold, walked up to the corpse, bent over and found a small bottle of medicine powder.After sniffing it, he touched the acupoints on his right arm and applied the powder on the black spots on his palm.

After waiting for a while, he took a dagger and cut open the gap between his fingers, only to see black blood gurgling from the wound, most of the poison had been removed.

"Ding Daxia, you watched your future father-in-law in danger, but you refused to rescue him. You are so stubborn."

Holding his blood-stained right hand, Ling Tuisi walked up to Ding Dian who was still standing there, and suddenly sighed.

Hearing the other party's shameless words, Ding Dian smiled instead of anger: "Ling Tuisi, don't use your blandishments. You're wasting time for nothing. Don't you think I can be fooled by you?"

Ling Tuisi seemed to have not heard Ding Dian's voice, and continued to say in an exclamation tone:

"The little girl has recently been born with a serious illness that cannot be seen by others. It may be life-threatening. She needs the help of top martial arts masters before she can be cured. Hero Ding, I know you have already decided in your heart that 'I want to get rich far more than father and daughter. kinship'."

"But I only have such a daughter. Even if I get tens of millions of wealth, who can I leave it to in the end? Although you are unwilling to save my life, Shuanghua is indeed innocent."

He took a deep look at Ding Dian, turned around and sighed, "Oh... Shuanghua, Shuanghua, Dad really has no choice..."

When Ding Dian saw that Ling Tuisi had just been assassinated and injured, he could perform such a scene with affection, he couldn't help being secretly surprised.

If he had never met Shuanghua before, nor heard the news from Zhao Qing, he might have been deceived by him.

However, he obviously guessed that my martial arts has made great progress, so he made up this request for treatment.So why didn't he suspect that I had seen Shuanghua's face recently, and thought that I could hide the real reason for Shuanghua's face injury?

Happening to catch a glimpse of a pot of flowers in the flower hall that was overturned in the fight just now, Ding Dian thought of the flowers he saw every day in prison, and suddenly realized.

Ling Tuisi had never paid attention to Shuanghua's inner feelings, nor could he appreciate the tenacity in the heart of a delicate woman like her.

In his mind, since Shuanghua made a poisonous oath involving her mother and ruined her most cherished appearance, she would definitely not meet me.

However, in fact, Ling Tuisi never knew whether it was the pot of flowers that Shuanghua put out by the window every day that could be seen in the prison, or the contents of the Liancheng Jue that he had told Shuanghua.

His indifferent and ruthless heart could not understand the most sincere feelings in the world after all.

But now that he has made up such a story, what kind of insidious means is he going to use to deceive me to get Liancheng Jue?
Ding Dian looked at Ling Tuisi who seemed to be waiting for his response, and his mind was full of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)