Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

"I have money!"

When Song Ming saw no one answering, his heart sank, and suddenly he had an idea and used his money ability.

"I can give each of you... fifty thousand!"

Song Ming looked at the four face-to-face people and offered a price to buy his own life.

"Fifty thousand each, as long as you let me go, how about it?" Song Ming's voice trembled, revealing a frightened plea.

Hearing this, Wei An observed the other three people without leaving any trace.

The fox mask and the sword were indifferent, but the man in gray moved his eyes, seeming to be moved.

"kill!"

The next second, the fox mask made a cold sound and pulled the edge of the sword with murderous intent.

"Damn it!"

Song Ming was frightened, gritted his teeth, and roared, "If you don't give me a way to survive, I will fight with you."

He raised his sword, held it out boldly, and rushed towards the fox mask, as if he was going to fight for his life.

However, he just took a step, then suddenly turned and rushed towards the other person.

It was actually a feint!

Song Ming knew very well that he had a narrow escape from death surrounded by four people. In this case, it was better to give it a try and choose one of them as a breakthrough.

As long as he can repel that person in an instant, he can break out of the encirclement and get a chance to escape.

Fox Mask's swordsmanship was vicious and at the eighth level. Song Ming felt that even if it was one-on-one, he might not be his opponent.

The horse-killing sword is powerful and heavy, as stable as a rock, and it looks like it is not easy to mess with.

Although the man in gray has no weapons in his hands, his boxing skills are equally fierce and should not be underestimated.

These three people are all genuine eighth-grade people, and Song Ming is also eighth-grade. He is not sure that he can defeat any of the three people in an instant.

then!

The direction Song Ming chose to break through was Wei An!

Only this person didn't show much and didn't seem very strong.

"Hey, are you coming at me?" Wei An was startled at first, then looked at Song Ming's actions carefully, and then he understood.

"Is this guy treating me like a weakling? He thinks he can break out of me?"

Wei An was speechless and dumbfounded.

He had been playing soy sauce just now and had no intention of competing for credit. He never expected that in Song Ming's eyes, this move would become a sign of weakness.

Song Ming rushed out, the long sword burst out with powerful force, tearing the air, carrying a sharp cry, and waved out a shadow of the sword, like a flower stamen shrouded in it.

"White lotus knot!"

Wei An recognized Song Ming's killing move at a glance, and his performance was pretty good, reaching the level of Dacheng.

At this moment, several thoughts flashed through his mind.

The swordsmanship performed by the fox mask is not the White Lotus swordsmanship, and the method is a bit strange.

Zhan Ma Dao is simple and crude, and his real background cannot be seen.

The man in gray has good boxing skills, but his approach is a bit wild.

In other words, none of these three people used the martial arts of the Dihu Gang, as if they had nothing to do with the Dihu Gang.

Thinking of this, Wei An started to worry.

He watched Song Ming come to kill, and the White Lotus Knot was displayed without reservation. However, Wei An, who had practiced the White Lotus Knot to perfection, was too familiar with this technique, and it was full of flaws in his eyes.

Wei An moved his feet together, first taking a half step forward, turning to the left, turning his waist, twisting his ankle, and taking a step to the right.

Brush brush!

Heavy sword shadows came, but they all passed by Wei An's body, and not a single sword could touch the corner of his clothes.

Song Ming tried his best to kill, but it failed.

This scene fell into Song Ming's eyes, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was immediately dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

puff!

The next moment, Wei An suddenly took out a bag of something, and while Song Ming was distracted, he lightly hit him in the face.

The bag exploded immediately, scattering a large amount of dust.

"Ah, my eyes!"

Song Ming yelled and stepped back, stroking his face with his hands and shaking his head.

From the moment he feinted a shot, used the killing move on Wei An, to the moment he was hit by the bag, the whole process happened in a split second.

The three people in the fox mask were all staring at Song Ming, preparing to surround him. They did not see the whole process. After blinking, they suddenly heard Song Ming yelling and a puff of dust scattered.

The three people didn't know what the dust was, so they quickly stopped and stepped back, confused and confused.

"This is lime powder?!"

The next moment, the three people in the fox mask recognized what the dust was and were speechless.

No one expected that Wei An, who was not a man of martial ethics, would resort to dirty tricks and hurt Song Ming's eyes.

You know, the physical strength of a warrior far exceeds that of ordinary people, and every punch and kick can make the wind howl.

If you hit a warrior with lime powder, the lime powder will be blown back with just a wave of your hand.

The sloppy tricks of mortals cannot harm a warrior at all.

In the face of real strength, all operations are just fancy and vulnerable!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Song Ming couldn't see anything. He was terrified. He slashed at random with his sword and screamed in despair.

"Die!" The Saber-Sword Man didn't say much, and cut Song Ming directly in half with a horizontal slash.

The world quieted down.

Then, Fox Mask took out a flag and spread it out, with an eye-catching golden character embroidered on the blue base fabric.

"Yan!"

This is the flag of the Yan family!

Fox Mask threw the flag on Song Ming's body, and then said to Wei An and the others: "Our mission is completed, let's go back."

After that, she left on her own.

He cupped his hand with his sword, ran into the night without saying a word, and quickly disappeared.

When the man in gray saw this, he didn't stop, tiptoed, and walked away.

Wei An looked at the three people, then looked at the three corpses, and thought: Don't you touch the corpses?

Well done, then I won’t be polite!

Wei An used both hands to quickly search the three corpses, found three money bags, and then turned and left.

Enter the city!

Wei An walked around the city and made sure no one was following him before returning to Dihu Martial Arts Hall.

"Well, let's see what we get."

Wei An entered the room, took off his disguise, and immediately took out three money bags.

The two money bags were shriveled, and they didn't have much money, adding up to just over a thousand.

The other money bag belongs to Song Ming. This man is obviously rich and carries more than 15,000 low-grade rough stones with him.

"Not bad."

Wei An was overjoyed.

In the blink of an eye, the next day came, and a piece of breaking news quickly spread throughout the city.

Song Ming, the son-in-law of the Huo family, was ambushed and brutally killed on his way back to Baishui City. The Yan family's flag was left at the scene.

During this time, the Yan family and the Dihu Gang were facing each other over a raw stone mine, and the situation was tense.

The Yan family seemed to want to teach the Dihu Gang a lesson, so they actually killed the Huo family's son-in-law.

"Song Ming..."

Wei An's mouth twitched when he heard the news, and he looked at the sky outside the window. The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

Just in the evening, he received a reward from the Zhou family, thirty thousand low-grade rough stones.