Life in Film and Television: Starting from the Jinshui Bridge

Chapter 190 The Shame of a Saint

In fact, he didn't even think about it, if they really let them kill the saint, even if they succeed in framing the prince, deposing the prince, or even killing the prince, and letting King Yong ascend to that position, they will be killed and silenced. It will end well.

Let me ask, is there an emperor who would still leave his mouth alive after doing such a thing?

Liu Meng looked at these people mockingly, and said in a contemptuous tone:
"Based on the fact that you guys only have knives and guns but no bows and crossbows, and dare to pretend to be the guards of the Eastern Palace, I think you are a group of rabble sent by someone who is eager to become a prince or even a saint!"

This is not Liu Meng's random guessing out of thin air, but evidence to follow.

First of all, these people are definitely not the prince's people, because although they wear the armor of the Eastern Palace Guards, they do not carry bows and crossbows, which is obviously not the configuration of a serious army;

Secondly, these people will not be the staff of the right-handed faction, because Lin Jiulang is so insidious and sophisticated, he will not kill the saint so blatantly at all, he will only send people to sneak into the real prince's team, do that A fatal blow, if you kill it, you will succeed, if you can't kill it, you can frame the prince, right?

This can be seen from the original play.

Hearing the words, the leader immediately became angry from embarrassment, pointing at Liu Meng and the others with the Tang knife in his hand, he shouted:
"Give it to me, kill these villains!"

Seeing these people with his own eyes, the sage killed them without hesitation, and he was instantly annoyed.heart said:
Even if these people are really the ones who hijacked me, since you are from the Eastern Palace, then you shouldn't rush forward so disregarding my safety. Not only will you not be able to save me, but you will kill me instead.

He who was getting angry suddenly remembered Liu Meng's words earlier, and not only did he start to doubt whether these people were really from the Eastern Palace.

Before he could react, Liu Meng and the other five had already reacted.

What the saint didn't expect was that Liu Meng's combat power was really terrifying. He was able to face the siege of several people with ease, just like killing a chicken. Almost every time he struck out, one person was beheaded. Killed on the ground.

At this moment, the saint raised the idea of ​​including Liu Meng in the imperial army.

But Xiao Gui and Zhang Xiaojing are much more normal.

Although he is also brave and good at fighting, extremely brave, and kills cleanly, but compared with Liu Meng, it is different.

How should I put it, the two of Xiao Gui murdered as if they were fighting a real war, while Liu Meng seemed to be performing, or it should be like dancing, beautiful and elegant.

This is the idea of ​​a sage, but if it is changed to later generations, it is that Liu Meng's killing is like art.

In addition, even the young man driving the car is much better than Xiao Gui.

As for Yuchang, it is also different from Xiao Gui and Xiao Gui. She is an assassin, so the method of killing people will naturally not be the same as Xiao Gui and Xiao Gui who were born in the army.

Soon, the other party's fifty people were killed by four people.

Only the leader remained, who was subdued by Liu Meng and knelt on the ground.

This person had long since lost his previous arrogance, and now he had a look of despair, and he lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of Liu Meng and the others.

He regretted it, regretted why he wanted to be greedy and provoke Liu Meng and others.

At this moment, he finally figured out how a bandit who can rob a saint while surrounded by heavy soldiers is a simple person.

Liu Meng didn't waste any time, placed the ancient black gold knife on his neck, and asked in a deep voice:

"Tell me, who are you?"

When the man heard the words, his body couldn't help trembling, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

It's okay if you don't say it, at worst, you will die yourself. If you say it, you will not only die yourself, but the whole family, including the nine clans, will die.

So, he raised his head stiffly, looked at Liu Meng and said:

"I belong to the Prince's East Palace..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Meng's ancient black gold knife whistled, and chopped off his left wrist.

This time, the hurting person let out a scream of 'Ah'.

With a wave of Liu Meng's left hand, a silver needle pierced into the acupuncture point on his arm, stopping the bleeding from the wound on his wrist.

Liu Meng calmly continued to put the ancient black gold knife on his neck, and said quietly:

"To be honest, every time I cut off a part of your body, I won't let you bleed to death. I really want to see if you will be so tough when you only have the upper half of your body left." Say, who are you?"

Hearing this, the man looked at Liu Meng in horror, muttered with his lips, and uttered a few words 'Eastern Palace. . . '

'Woo' sound of knife whistling sounded, and with his scream, his right wrist was chopped off.

The silver needle continued to pierce his arm, and Liu Meng continued to ask expressionlessly:

"Whose?"

At this moment, the man was really frightened. He opened his mouth several times trembling, but he couldn't say a word.

But who would have thought that without hesitation, Liu Meng swung his knife and cut off his left forearm.

Although the blood was stopped in time by Liu Meng with the silver needle, the pain was real and he was afraid.

I'm really scared, this person is not human at all, and before I said anything, I used a knife, are you still human?It's more like a butcher.

What he didn't know was that from this moment on, he hesitated and became afraid.

Liu Meng suddenly increased his volume and asked:

"Whose?"

Hearing the words, the man hesitated for a moment, his heart was full of despair, he just wanted to beg for death quickly to be relieved, and blurted out:
"King Yong..."

After saying two words, he regretted it, and it was too late to say anything else.

Liu Meng swung his knife and chopped off his head.

Walking back to the carriage, looking at the saint, he said:

"Look, the saint, I guessed it right!"

After speaking, he pulled the saint into the carriage.

The groom who drives the carriage is actually a boy who has been trained by Liu Meng for several years.

Eight years have passed, and they have all grown into strong and strong men, and their strength is naturally not to mention.

Even when it comes to fighting, Xiao Gui and Zhang Xiaojing, who have fought in Longyou Dao for ten years, are no match for him.

In the carriage, Liu Meng looked at the saint and said jokingly:
"Saint, come and guess, why is King Yong so eager to send someone dressed as a prince to intercept and kill you?"

Hearing this, the sage raised his head angrily, stared at Liu Meng, but was too angry to speak.

Not angry at Liu Meng, but angry at his own son for actually doing such a thing.

He even thought in embarrassment:

Are you so impatient, wanting me to die, wanting to ascend to that position?
Liu Meng didn't need the sage to answer, but said on his own:

"I guess, your son Yongwang must have got a promise from a certain minister to let him be the prince or even the emperor, so he would be so stupid and send people to do this! What do you think, saint?"

When the sage heard the words, he gave Liu Meng a hard look, but lowered his head. At this moment, the sage couldn't help but feel ashamed.

(End of this chapter)