Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 208: One Music Harms Three Sages, the Sound of the Bangzi in the Groove

Looking at the masked man who was still talking nonsense when he was about to die, the veins on Yuan Zhisheng's hand pressing the knife were bulging.

If it weren't for this bastard, when his younger brother saw him coming home and happily came up to him for a hug, he would have handed him the game console in his pocket instead of the cold Demon Slayer.

When the two sides were only twenty meters apart, the furious Amaterasu stomped on the hood of an unknown car on the ground, and her bones crackled. She turned into a cheetah chasing cough syrup, and her speed was even faster than that of Bolt at his peak!
The distance of twenty meters was reached in an instant. With a "clang" sound of the sword, the Spider Cutting Blade was unsheathed and slashed towards the masked monster in the wide-sleeved kimono in front of it with an unstoppable momentum.

Faced with this angry knife that was powerful enough to cut through steel, the king, whose body was still bleeding from holes, laughed loudly, and instead of retreating, he advanced, raised his hand and drew the samurai sword at his waist, and fought back with the same bravery!
"Ding!"

The sharp sound of hammering exploded at the moment the two blades collided, drowning out all the noise in the place.

Wang Jiang is worthy of being the supreme leader of the ghosts. With a powerful bloodline and having taken drugs for many years, he lasted a full 0.76 seconds in the hands of the furious emperor before being blown away by the brute force like a wild boar charging!
“Fuck, this fight looks like a movie.” Lu Mingfei couldn’t help but sigh as he watched his brother-in-law chop off the masked Lao Bangcai with a sword. He picked up his phone again and started filming “Amaterasu’s Wrathful Slashing of the Demon Chief Night” for the second time.

When Yuan Zhinu saw the old bastard who couldn't die being chopped into the ruins by his brother, the fear on her face quietly disappeared, and was replaced by the joy she felt when she was a child and her brother stood up for her when she was bullied.

Sure enough, after talking everything out, his brother still loved him.

"boom!"

The king's back hit the ruins of the building hard and he couldn't help but groan. Blood dripped from under the white mask of the noble, but he still didn't let go of the knife in his hand.

He took a deep breath and tried to stand up to fight with Yuan Zhisheng again. However, just as he stood up with the help of his sword, Yuan Zhisheng, who was as fast as a dragon, had already rushed over.

With a flash of the sword, the king's right arm, which was holding the sword to block the attack, was broken at the elbow, and the forearm that was holding the samurai sword tightly was thrown away powerlessly.

Before he could even scream, Yuan Zhisheng, whose arm was cut off by the knife, flew up like a dragon, and the soles of his tactical boots came into close contact with the king's mask.

"Crack!"

The mask cracked but did not fall off. It stayed on General Wang's face like a shattered windshield and was kicked away along with him.

At this moment, the supreme leader of the ghosts turned into a rag sack and crashed into the wreckage of a burning car. The violent impact caused the burning frame to tremble violently, and the raging fire also ignited General Wang's clothes.

The king, whose body was embedded in the burning frame, looked like an evil spirit nailed to a cross and burned at the stake. Blood flowed down his wounds, and the edges of the shattered masks of the nobles were blurred by blood.

With a "click", he struggled to free himself from the twisted and deformed frame. He hunched over a little, then quickly stood up again and tore off the burning kimono outer robe, leaving behind a plain inner garment that had been soaked with blood.

He was obviously in a much more miserable state than when he first appeared, but at this moment, he looked more like a demon crawling out of purgatory, staring at everyone present with his cold golden pupils.

"How cruel and ruthless, Amaterasu." The king raised his broken right arm with a smile, and inserted the bleeding end into the burning frame, using the flames to burn the wound to stop the bleeding.

"You made the choice, General Wang." Yuan Zhisheng flicked the blood off his knife and looked coldly at the leader of the evil spirits who had his back to the fire.

He paid too high a price for justice in this small town back then.

From then on, he no longer cared about using violence against ghosts.

He is really like Amaterasu in mythology, bringing sunshine to everyone, but using the scorching heat to burn the moths born in the dark into charcoal.

And at this moment, one of the culprits from six years ago dared to show up in front of him. He vowed to get back the price he paid that year, with interest!

"How terrifying." Wang slightly lifted the fragment of the mask on his face, and it seemed that the corners of his lips under the mask were raised sharply:

"It's just that, with such a painless attack, you can't get the truth out of me."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, revealing what he had been holding when he had torn off his kimono.

It was something I had only seen not long ago - a remote control button!
Your mother!

Even with Yuan Zhisheng's temperament, he couldn't help but wonder if his enemies were all mentally ill. If they wanted to fight, they should just fight properly. Why did they keep wrapping bombs around their bodies?
As a result, he had to load a trunk full of guns and explosives whenever he went out.

After a closer look, it was obvious that the thin inner garment on General Wang could not hide the TNT or C4, so the result could only be on the surrounding ground or in the ruins?

What? It’s not enough to copy Tachibana Masamune’s methods of winning people’s hearts, but you also want to copy my method of distributing mines?

You really plagiarize all the time, you bastard!

Yuan Zhisheng's anger level soared again. He was now standing almost opposite the place where he had buried the anti-tank mine before, on the other side of the school ruins.

When the ghosts and Lu Mingfei were bombing, most of them were absorbed by the ruins of the old middle school, so the remains were barely intact. In other words, he might have been surrounded by bombs.

Looking at what the king suddenly took out, Yuan Zhinu had a very ominous premonition in her heart.

Before he tried to open his mouth to remind his brother, Lu Mingfei's gun fired first.

"boom--!!!"

The Beretta M92F fired a bullet, blowing up the remote control before General Wang could press the button, along with his still intact left hand.

However, with both his hands damaged and his only hope of a comeback shattered by bullets, General Wang still laughed out loud:
"It's useless. When I showed up, everything had already started counting down."

His laughter carried an unpleasant sense of confidence, as if he had already calculated the reactions of everyone present. His cold vertical pupils stared straight at Yuan Zhisheng and he said word by word:

"If you want to know something, just ask the real girl."

As he finished speaking, in the small town shrouded in darkness, a new element appeared besides flames and smoke.

It was dull music, with no ethereal melody, no graceful and melodious tune, only the monotonous "dangdangdang", as if there were thousands of people holding wooden clappers surrounding you and knocking on them non-stop, trying to drown you with the sound of the clappers like a tsunami.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't expect that Wang Jiang's trump card was just playing BGM. He was about to say what the big deal was, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

Genjitsu had told him before that he had developed a cruel and violent demon personality under the King's hypnosis for many years, and he had not yet found a way to switch it.

And when he heard Wang Jiang say, "Ask the real young girl," he realized that something was wrong!
It seemed that he was going to lose his brother again!

Without any hesitation, he directly abandoned the pretentious king general and turned to run towards the direction of Genji, trying to knock him out before his brother switched personalities.

However, someone was quicker than him. Just before he took the first step, at the moment the clapper sounded, Lu Mingfei immediately ended the filming, found the music player and clicked on the song that had been prepared long ago.

"Pleasant Goat~Beautiful Goat~Lazy Goat~Hot Goat~Slow Goat~Soft Goat~Red Wolf~Big Gray Wolf~"

The volume of the Sheep Village March had been turned up to the maximum, but it was no match for the sound that was loud enough to echo throughout the town.

But Lu Mingfei's preparations did not stop there. He took out a pair of wired headphones from his pocket and threw the two earplugs to Yuan Zhinv, who was already in a daze, and asked her to put them on.

When the headphone jack was successfully inserted into the cable slot, the clapper sound that seemed to penetrate every pore was weakened to the extreme in an instant.

Although it cannot be completely isolated, it is much better than before.

Listening to the sweet and childlike singing in the headphones and the faint sound of clappers outside the headphones, Yuan Zhinv felt as if she had come to a place called Green Grassland. Sometimes she was a lamb hiding from the big bad wolf, and sometimes she was a stupid wolf trying every means to catch the sheep.

He opened his eyes, met Lu Mingfei's gaze, and shook his head slightly, indicating that this method was effective, but not particularly effective. After a long time, he would still be suppressed by the evil ghost named Fengjian Liuli.

There is no way. After all, this is just the earphones that Jude Mai uses to listen to music. It is a blessing that it is adapted to the Apple model. It is really difficult to get the kind of earphones with strong sound insulation.

That's right, when they were changing to a helicopter, Zero asked Mai Jude to tell him about the method of switching personalities through pontine splitting surgery, so he was on guard.

At this time, the original headphones failed to achieve the expected effect. Lu Mingfei directly asked Chu Zihang to carry Yuan Zhinv to the car and turned the volume up to the maximum. The double isolation would definitely prevent the damn clapper sound from coming in!

When the car door closed, the sound of a DJ started from inside and could be heard halfway across the street. Genjitsu could no longer hear the damn clapper sounds and could now watch her brother's performance as a spectator.

Seeing that his brother had been clearly arranged by Sakura and Chu Zihang, Yuan Zhisheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn around to settle the score with General Wang, he found that his legs seemed to have lost all strength. The moment he hit the ground, he became limp like noodles and was unable to support his entire body.

Without any defense or preparation, he fell forward without any warning.

If he had not subconsciously used the sword to support his body, he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

In the distance, Lu Mingfei, who had just sent Yuan Zhinu to the car and was about to find those speakers and blow them up, turned around and saw Yuan Zhisheng also fell down helplessly, as if he had kidney deficiency caused by overwork. He was stunned:
"No, buddy, you too..."

Before he could finish his words, Lu Mingfei, who was a little distracted by the shock, felt that the sound of bangzi in the air swept into his mind, causing a surge in his skull.

He stumbled and nearly fell. He looked up at the figure with a knife in his hand who was facing him from a distance, and couldn't help but utter two words:
"What the hell?!"

(End of this chapter)