Chapter 40 Death
Wen Butao shook his head and said: "I can promise you anything else, but not this matter. This is a rule."
"I just want you to agree to this." Qin Xiao said firmly: "Captain Lu is from the Duwei Mansion. No matter what crime he has committed, only the Duwei Mansion can punish him. This is also the rule."
Wen Budao's face darkened and he stared into Qin Xiao's eyes.
Qin Xiao was not afraid, and looked into Wen Budao's eyes.
The air suddenly solidified.
After a moment, Wen Butao turned to the masked man and asked, "Can I let him go?"
The masked man shook his head and said: "The gambling house has been exposed and can no longer be used by us. The chief culprit involved in this matter can only be executed. Otherwise, he will not be able to explain to the brothers, let alone the master!"
Wen Butao nodded slightly and sighed: "Brother Qin, you have also heard that Lu Hong's life and death are not decided by me."
"I also know your existence, do you want to kill me too?" Qin Xiao asked.
Wen Budao was thoughtful and asked the masked man again: "Is there any way to satisfy Brother Qin?"
The masked man's voice did not waver at all, and he said calmly: "If Brother Qin insists on doing this, there is only one way."
"What can I do?" Qin Xiao asked immediately.
The masked man uttered two words: "Death!"
"Death?" Qin Xiao was stunned: "What does this mean?"
The masked man raised his hand and pointed at the knight under his hand: "You choose one of them. If you can win or even kill him, you can take the one named Lu with you. But if you die by his sword, the one named Lu will not survive."
, and you have to risk your life."
Qin Xiao's heart trembled, and he thought to himself, wasn't this the way Qiao Leshan had just committed suicide?
Wen Budao's face also became serious, he stared at Qin Xiao and said: "Brother Qin, you are kind to me. Logically speaking, in order to repay your kindness, I should not refuse your request. But kindness and rules have always been the same.
It's not the same thing. I can repay your kindness with my life, but no one can break the rules of Deathwing." He glanced at Lu Hong and continued: "You don't need to risk your life for such a person."
Qin Xiao sighed and said: "Uncle God of Gamblers, actually I am also afraid of death, but there are some things you cannot stop doing just because of fear." He raised his hand and said casually: "That's him!"
The knight who was pointed at did not continue to ride on the horse. He got off the horse, took off his long bow and arrow box and put it on the horse. Then he walked slowly to Qin Xiao and drew his sword.
Qin Xiao felt a little scared when he saw this tall man with a ghost mask on his face and a sharp saber in his hand.
"Brother Qin, every Deathwing knight here has undergone years of rigorous training, and their combat effectiveness will not be inferior to the dragon scale warriors guarding the Kyoto Palace." Wen Butao reminded: "I can understand your mood,
You don’t want this matter to bring trouble to the Captain’s Mansion. But with Han Yunong’s ability, even if it brings him trouble, he can resolve it, otherwise he is not worthy of staying in that position.”
He was obviously still worried that Qin Xiao would seek his own death.
Of course, Qin Xiao understood that in terms of status, he was just a young jailer, while the other party was a Deathwing Knight who had gone through rigorous training.
Qin Xiao had actually heard of the Dragon Scale Warrior mentioned by Wen Budao.
It is said that in the palace, there is a group of extremely powerful warriors who have the highest honor of protecting saints. Each one looks like a tiger, just like the scales covering the real dragon emperor, so they are called dragon scale warriors.
Every soldier in the Tang Empire regarded it as the highest honor to be able to become a Dragon Scale Warrior.
Wen Budao reminded that the Deathwing Knight's ability was not inferior to that of the Dragon Scale Warrior, which was obviously not an exaggeration.
Qin Xiao's situation was like a duel between a little ant-like jailer and the most powerful dragon scale warrior in the empire. It seemed to be over before it even started.
The Deathwing Knight held the knife, pointing the tip of the knife to the ground, and did not take action easily. This was naturally for Wen Budao's sake.
Qin Xiao asked Wen Budao to let Lu Hong go, which was certainly not the kindness of a woman who sympathized with Lu Hong.
Lu Hong had previously had the intention of killing people and silencing them, but if we were talking about it privately, Qin Xiao really didn't care that Huangxi Death Wing chopped off his head with a knife.
But Lu Hong's life and death has been directly involved in the Duwei Mansion.
Death Wing appeared in Huangxi and Wen Butao's identity was exposed. Naturally, it was impossible to return to Turtle City. Qin Xiao asked himself that he would not be able to take Wen Butao back. In this way, the responsibility for the prisoner's robbery would naturally fall.
On top of the Duwei Mansion.
A few days ago, the Zhenhou Mansion set up a trap and wanted to use Meng Zimo to attack the Duwei Mansion. Although the plot failed, the fangs of the Zhenhou Mansion have been revealed.
If the Duwei Mansion failed to come up with an explanation for the prisoner abduction, the Zhenhou Mansion would certainly use the situation as an excuse, thus directly threatening Han Yunong's safety.
Qin Xiao naturally understood that only by escorting Lu Hong back to Turtle City and handing him over to Han Yunong could Han Yunong calmly deal with this incident.
He dared to accept the death penalty, but it was not really impulsive.
Qin Xiao admitted that the knights of the Wild West Death Wings were good at riding and shooting, so they were definitely elite soldiers. If they were to charge into battle, there would be a world of difference between him and the Wild West Death Wings.
But if it was a competition of boxing and kicking skills, he would not have no chance at all.
"Uncle God of Gamblers, you brothers are all top-notch fighters." Qin Xiao smiled bitterly and said: "The sword just now cut off Qiao Leshan's sword. I really don't know whether it was because the sword was too sharp or because he was too strong.
big."
Wen Budao said with a smile: "These sabers are forged from refined iron ore. The process of making such a sword is extremely complicated. Let's put it this way, even the dragon scale sword of the dragon scale warrior may not be able to win.
The Windwing Blade is better than Deathwing!"
"Wind Wing Sword?" Qin Xiao said: "The sword is a good sword, and the name is good. But... I am unarmed, and he is holding a sword that is comparable to the weapons of the palace guards. This competition is not good."
Fighting will produce results."
"You think it's unfair?"
Qin Xiao smiled and said: "Of course it's not fair."
"The Wind Wing Knife can only be Deathwing's weapon, but I can make an exception and give you a knife." Wen Butao said with a smile.
Qin Xiao waved his hands and said: "Forget it, you know, my sword skills are mediocre. If we want to fight, let's try it out with bare hands." He glanced at Wen Butao and smiled bitterly: "Uncle God of Gamblers can't be serious.
Do you want me to die under the sword?"
Wen Butao thought for a moment, nodded and said: "That's fine, let's decide the winner, but try not to hurt your life."
Although Lu Hong knew that Qin Xiao's efforts to protect him were not because of any feelings for him, but the ant was still trying to survive. He was an old man and a young man. In this desperate situation, he naturally hoped to have a chance to survive.
Qin Xiao became his only hope, but it was an extremely slim hope.
He naturally knew that although Qin Xiao had the staff of the Duwei Mansion, he was just a jailer. Among the yamen of the Duwei Mansion, the two squads of policemen could also wield swords and guns, but the jailers were not good at swordsmanship or fists.
Commonplace.
Qin Xiao is the youngest officer in the Duwei Mansion. In Lu Hong's eyes, this boy's skills must be the weakest in the entire Duwei Mansion.
He had seen with his own eyes the combat effectiveness of the Deathwing Knights in Huangxi. Even if he took action himself, he would not be a match for any of the Deathwing Knights, let alone Qin Xiao's ability to win.
Seeing that the knight who was fighting Qin Xiao had put away his wind-wing sword and walked two steps forward to Qin Xiao, Lu Hong felt even more desperate.
Qin Xiao looked very thin in front of the burly and strong knight, and Qin Xiao was only as tall as the man's shoulders.
This is not because Qin Xiao is young and short, but because these Deathwing knights are too tall and burly.
The two faced each other in a battle, but before they even started, the Deathwing Knight's momentum clearly had the upper hand.
"call!"
The knight did not hesitate, nor did he politely wait for Qin Xiao to take the lead. Obviously, for him, this was just a very simple matter. Simple things should be solved quickly with the simplest method, so the knight simply
He punched Qin Xiao directly.
This punch was full of force, and although it wasn't very fast, it was powerful and heavy.
Seeing that Qin Xiao had no intention of dodging, Lu Hong couldn't help shouting: "Get away quickly!" He knew that if this punch really hit Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao would probably be knocked away, and his own life would be at risk.
Just between this punch.
Seeing that a punch was about to hit Qin Xiao's face, he saw Qin Xiao's body suddenly slumped down, and almost at the same time, a hand reached up and grabbed the knight's wrist from underneath.
Lu Hong was anxious, thinking to himself that this kid was really messing around.
The knight's strength is obviously not weak. Even if you grab his wrist, what can you do? Facing such an opponent, you can only keep distance, dodge the opponent's attacks, and consume the opponent's physical strength.
But he also knew in his heart that if he really had to play a battle of attrition with the Deathwing Knight, the opponent's physical strength would not be exhausted, and Qin Xiao would probably collapse on the ground from exhaustion.
Thinking about it, Qin Xiao would definitely be defeated regardless of whether he tried it horizontally or vertically, and this time next year, I am afraid it would be unavoidable that it would become his death anniversary.
In fact, one of his wrists was caught, and he let out a low cry, trying to break away, but what shocked him was that Qin Xiao's hand was holding his wrist tightly like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free.
There was a strange color in the eyes under the mask, but there was no hesitation at all. It was his right hand that was caught, but his left hand had already been clenched into a fist, and he smashed it down on Qin Xiao's head.
Qin Xiao still showed no pretense. In fact, his left fist came down, and his right hand came up again. Before the fist hit his head, he had already followed the same pattern and grabbed the knight's left wrist with his right hand.
Then a very strange scene appeared in front of everyone.
The Deathwing Knight stood in front of Qin Xiao like an iron tower. Qin Xiao squatted half-crouched, grabbing the Deathwing Knight's wrist with both hands. The Deathwing Knight's arms shook slightly, obviously trying to break free, but
To everyone's surprise, the arms of the burly and powerful Deathwing Knight were tightly grasped by Qin Xiao, and Jing seemed unable to break away at all.
How can this be?
Lu Hong opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. How could this frail young man have such strength?
Chapter completed!