It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 258

Zhou Shuang stood up, holding the umbrella handle: "You are injured."

Cheng Dalei's shoulder was indeed injured, and it was his usual right shoulder.

"You are indeed a little clever, but it's useless to rely on cleverness to live to the end, it depends on strength."

Cheng Dalei pouted and flicked the sword edge lightly: "Do you know how talented I am?"

Zhou Shuang's eyes narrowed, Yulongwei collected intelligence from the world, and once specially investigated Dalei. In the short time since he was born, Cheng Dalei has done things that many people can't do in a lifetime. Maybe he is a genius who is good at fighting.

"Okay, in fact, I don't have any talent, but do you know how hard I work?" Cheng Dalei was in front of him.

Zhou Shuang had to be vigilant. Sometimes a person who works hard enough is more terrifying than a genius. Geniuses are easy to die, and hard-working people often make it to the end.

"Actually, I didn't work very hard, but, do you understand that I'm hanging up?"

"Open hanging?" Zhou Shuang opened her lips slightly, pondering these two words.

Cheng Dalei pulled out his sword, and his body moved from stillness to movement, still like a stone, moving like electricity. Zhou Shuang was startled, the sword glowed like a star, approaching him little by little, and it expanded in his pupils. He had never seen such a fast sword before, and subconsciously held an umbrella to block Cheng Dalei's sword.

This black umbrella is sandwiched with gold threads, and in the sun, there will be a golden light like dragon scales. Ordinary weapons can't be pierced at all. As long as you can open the umbrella, you can definitely block this sword. And the poisonous needle at the tip of the umbrella can also cut off Cheng Dalei's life. He knew that he underestimated Cheng Dalei, so it was the ultimate move when he got started.

The premise is that he can open the umbrella.

How long does it take to open an umbrella, and how long does it take to stab a sword?

The answer Zhou Shuang got was that holding an umbrella took too long, longer than stabbing a sword.

There was a flash of lightning in the air, a blood hole appeared in his throat, and then his eyes widened, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and at this time, the black umbrella in his hand was only half open.

With the last of consternation and doubts, Zhou Shuang fell to the ground on his back, and his breathing was cut off. At the same time, his black umbrella was opened by the elastic force of the machine.

Li Wan'er watched this scene in shock, stumbled, her mood went through too many ups and downs, and she has not calmed down until now, the only thing that can be sure is that Cheng Dalei is still alive.

Cheng Dalei looked at Li Wan'er in the water, the two looked at each other, Li Wan'er saw the lion-like viciousness in his eyes.

"Look at the team that your father brought out, what is it?"

Cheng Dalei scolded, his body collapsed to the ground, and a lot of blood gushed from the wound on his shoulder. Using a fast sword in a wounded state is a huge drain on one's body.

He didn't sit for a long time, then stood up with his body up, and gave the red-haired ghost, Zhou Shuang and the murderer each a knife. Although the possibility of the three of them surviving is not high, but now Cheng Dalei can't bear any accidents.

In the process, he saw their eyes. The eyes before death were filled with fear, despair, and pleading. They were about to sink into that opaque abyss. Everyone would be afraid. But Cheng Dalei was very calm and pretended not to watch.

PUBG is just PUBG, you can't call someone to fight the landlord in one game of PUBG.

He picked up Zhou Shuang's umbrella, weighed it and found it to be a good weapon, then found the needle capsule from Zhou Shuang, and studied how to refill it.

"Be careful, it's poisonous," Li Wan'er reminded.

"I understand." Cheng Dalei closed his umbrella, turned to Li Wan'er and said, "I'm going to the carriage, you can get dressed and come out. There are dead people here, and they will be able to find it soon."

Cheng Dalei cleaned the wound on the carriage, and his complexion was pale due to excessive blood loss. When Li Wan'er saw him, she saw beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, but his eyes were still calm.

"I hurt you, and I can't help you." Li Wan'er.

"In this game, you are a mascot." Cheng Dalei rubbed her head and said to himself, "My mission is to escort you away, everyone wants to compete for you, and no one can be trusted."

Li Wan'er didn't understand Cheng Dalei's words, she just looked at him.

"And you can trust me." Cheng Dalei smiled, whipping the donkey.

"What is the mascot?" Li Wan'er's voice came from the carriage.

"It's the kind of cute, pretty, but useless thing."

As the sun went down, the grassland swayed with red gold, the donkey pulled the carriage, and laughter came from the carriage from time to time.

...

When the last touch of warmth from the setting sun sank under the west mountain, Cheng Dalei stopped by Dushuibaozi and two people appeared.

A man with drooping eyebrows looked as though he had not woken up, and at his feet lay a yellow hound.

The other was squatting on the ground, holding a cigarette bag, staring at the ground, refusing to let go of any clues.

Ichthyosaur, hunter and head catcher.

"See what?" Orion yawned.

"The red-haired ghost, the murderer, and the traveler are all first-class players in the world, and they are all dead now."

"Even the blind can see that they are dead, and Cheng Dalei is not the first to kill a first-class master. Can you say something I don't know."

"What do you think of the blind man?" Cao Tou said: "I know that many people have died at his hands along the way, the Qiao family and his son, Yanbei Xuexiong, but this time is a little different."

"It's different there?"

"The father and son of the Qiao family, Yanbei Xuexiong, they all have a sword in their throat, and a sword seals their throats, but except for Zhou Shuang, the fatal injuries are not the throat."

"It means that only Zhou Shuang was killed by Cheng Dalei."

Catcher nodded: "I have a feeling that Cheng Dalei's sword is getting faster and faster, and this fast grassland seems to be his whetstone."

"Sharpening a sword with a human head is indeed a devil. Let's withdraw, and don't let our heads sharpen the sword for him."

"He seems to be injured." Catcher stared at the blood droplets scattered on the grass.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and take advantage of his illness to kill him."

"He went in that direction?" Toutou stood up, smoked the smoking bag, and there was light white smoke coming out.

The hunter kicked the hound under his feet: "Don't lie down, find someone quickly."

The yellow hound got up, sniffed on the ground, and suddenly ran north.

"If he wants to go back to Guannei, he should go south, why should he keep going north." Chautou frowned.

"Probably know that someone is guarding the pass, and I want to go to the extreme north to avoid the limelight." Orion.

"Well, you have some truth in what you said."

"North... The people guarding the north are butchers and gamblers, right?"

"Well, maybe we don't have to go there anymore."

The fish dragon guard, the fish guard three thousand, the dragon guard thirty-six, the monk, the Taoist priest, the butcher, the gambler... All of them are equipped with different techniques. The butcher is not the strongest among them, but he must be the most brutal one.