blogombal Chapter 20 Only One Can Live
Chapter 20 Only One Can Live
"Conditions? What conditions?"
Li Yanmin looked directly into Han Yu's eyes and asked. Han Yu did not look away.
The two looked at each other, with an arm's length between them.
"I have food here, but... but it's only enough for one person... What do you think?"
"Is it only for one of us?"
Zhao Man asked in confusion. She leaned forward, stretching her neck out like a goose.
"right."
"That's easy," Li Yanmin said, a plan forming in his mind. "Get those three out of here!"
He raised his hand and pointed, his fingertip almost poking Jian Chun's face.
Jian Chun didn't move, but lowered her eyelids and looked at the finger.
The people he was telling to get lost were Jian Chun and the Zhang sisters.
Zhao Man chuckled beside her, then quickly covered her mouth.
"Yes, let those three get out of here, that's enough for us."
"You want us to get lost?" Jian Chun pointed at her own nose and asked, "Are you out of your mind, lady? Why should we get lost? Because you have wrinkles? Because you're sagging? Or what?"
She tilted her head, looked Zhao Man up and down, and curled her lips downwards.
She's not one to back down easily; if she sees someone she doesn't like, she'll immediately yell back.
She spat and crossed her arms. The Zhang sisters behind her both brightened up at the same time.
Seeing Jian Chun jump out, the Zhang sisters exchanged a glance.
Zhang Qingzhi raised an eyebrow, while Zhang Qingning pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh. Their shoulders bumped.
He thought to himself that this woman was difficult to deal with.
Surprisingly, they immediately grasped the situation and jumped out to lend their support.
Unfortunately, her sister hesitated for a moment, and she seized the opportunity first.
Zhang Qingzhi bit her lip and tugged at the seam of her trousers with her fingers. She cursed herself for being too slow.
Now is a good time to show loyalty; we can't afford to make another mistake.
She tugged at her sister's sleeve, and the two of them stepped forward at the same time, standing on either side of Jian Chun.
Immediately, the Zhang Qingzhi and Zhang Qingning sisters jumped out and launched a combined attack on Li Yanmin and his group.
Zhang Qingzhi cleared her throat, and Zhang Qingning put her hands on her hips. The three women stood in a row, like a wall.
Explosive universe super invincible sisterhood, as strong as gold, forced to fly wing to wing, the ultimate cursing technique!
The two stood on either side, like two machine guns mounted. Jian Chun stood beside them with her arms crossed, nodding occasionally.
"Traitor, spy, warlord, anti-Party element, ambitious person, capitalist roader, capitulationist, revisionist, big bully, black line figure, black scholar, black hand, gangster, empiricist, democrat, middle way, chameleon."
Zhang Qingzhi would curse and then poke the air with her finger.
Zhang Qingning nodded in agreement, leaning forward half an inch with each word she uttered.
Li Yanmin stepped back and bumped into the door frame with a thud.
They're still using the old-fashioned method of labeling people.
Zhao Man opened her mouth, wanting to interject, but was silenced by the next word. She shrank back, not daring to utter a sound.
"Shameless, thick-skinned, opportunistic, a piece of junk, a piece of dog shit, a piece of stinky poop..."
Zhang Qingning spat, and Zhang Qingzhi slapped her thigh in response. The two of them started talking back and forth, their pace quickening.
Still the most extreme foul mouth, the ultimate enjoyment.
Li Yanmin's face turned a deep purplish-red, and the veins on his neck throbbed.
……
Only the Zhang sisters' cursing echoed against the walls inside the room.
The sisters' combined attack was indeed formidable.
Li Yanmin opened his mouth, but couldn't get a single word out. He raised his hand to block, his arm across his chest, then lowered it again.
Under the Zhang sisters' aggressive offensive, Li Yanmin's gang was quickly defeated.
Zhao Man shrank back, hiding behind the two men. The two men retreated until their backs were pressed against the wall.
Don't be fooled by Li Yanmin's boast that he is a retired special forces soldier.
He puffed out his chest, then shrank back. He wiped the sweat from his trousers with his fingers and stubbornly said, "Back in my day..."
In reality, he only served as a regular soldier for two years, although he did participate in the special forces selection process back then.
His voice grew softer and softer, his gaze drifting to the side, avoiding eye contact with the Zhang sisters.
Unfortunately, he dropped out of high school and his educational level was insufficient, so he was rejected.
After retiring from the military, he used his silver tongue to deceive quite a few women of the night like Zhao Man.
With their level of education, it was already very difficult for them to defend against the combined attacks of the two sisters.
Unfortunately, Jian Chun was there to help her.
They were quickly overwhelmed by criticism and suffered a crushing defeat.
Li Yanmin stepped back and bumped into Zhao Man.
Zhao Man screamed, then quickly covered her mouth.
Li Yanmin had never suffered such humiliation before, and his previous subservient demeanor vanished.
He shook off Zhao Man's hand and took a step forward. The floorboards slammed shut under his foot. He was panting heavily, his chest heaving.
He stepped forward despite the attack and shouted!
He stamped his foot, pointing at the Zhang sisters, his fingertips trembling. His eyes widened, bloodshot veins appearing in the whites.
"Stop your nonsense, you thief!"
After he finished yelling, he coughed first and quickly covered his mouth. His face turned bright red.
"I'm here to steal grain, I don't have time to fight with you little rascals. Hand over the grain now and I'll spare your lives!"
He patted his chest, making a loud thud. He tilted his head back, nostrils pointing towards the ceiling. He drew a half-circle with his foot on the ground, striking a pose.
When he said this, he did have the heroic spirit of the Liangshan heroes.
He put his hands on his hips and took half a step forward. Zhao Man muttered softly behind him, "He even spared someone's life..."
"That's right, that's right, hurry up and hand it over, we still have to go to the next place!"
Zhao Man peeked out from behind, waved, and then quickly retreated. She tugged at Li Yanmin's sleeve, but he brushed her off.
Perhaps influenced by Li Yanmin's storyline, Zhao Man looked at the group with an arrogant air.
She raised her chin, crossed her arms over her chest, and touched the ground with her toes. She took half a step forward, then stopped.
Li Yanmin rolled his eyes at her.
He turned his head, his eyes rolling down to his upper eyelids. He sneered, his lips pursed.
"Don't reveal military secrets!"
He lowered his voice and leaned close to Zhao Man's ear. After speaking, he straightened up and glared at her. He held up his index finger and waved it in front of Zhao Man.
Zhao Man was severely criticized and retreated humbly, not daring to say another word.
She hunched her shoulders and put her hands down at her sides.
"Tell me! Are you going to get out of here yourselves, or am I going to stab you to death and then throw you out?!"
He roared, spitting everywhere, pointing his fingers wildly in the air, then pulling them back and clenching them into fists.
Li Yanmin casually drew the weapon tucked into his waistband.
He reached behind his waist with his right hand, and with a swish, the metal rubbed against the belt, making a piercing sound. The room fell silent instantly.
It was a triangular bayonet, the kind with a blood groove.
He flipped his wrist, raising the military dagger to his eyes. The blade gleamed coldly in the lamplight. Zhao Man gasped.
This thing is extremely aggressive; once it pierces the body, blood will gush out along the blood groove.
He ran his thumb along the blade and blew on it. A faint, dark red mark seemed to linger in the blood groove. He rotated his wrist, the tip of the blade circling in the air.
Even with medical treatment, the wound was difficult to stitch up, and the patient eventually died from excessive blood loss.
"Are you serious?"
Han Yu looked at the military dagger in Li Yanmin's hand and asked a question. Han Yu didn't back down, but instead took half a step forward. He turned slightly to the side, shielding Jian Chun and the others behind him.
He wasn't afraid of these people, but he was worried about what would happen if a conflict broke out and Jian Chun and the others were accidentally injured.
He beckoned them to step back with his finger behind his back.
His eyes never left the military dagger.
But Li Yanmin seemed unwilling to give him that chance to think.
Li Yanmin grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth.
He tiptoed and shifted his weight forward.
He then thrust the military dagger toward the artery in Han Yu's neck.
This time, it was aimed at killing them.
...The outcome Li Yanmin had anticipated did not occur; instead, three gunshots rang out.
Then came Han Yu's voice.
"Of the four of you, only one can live..."