Chapter 159 Justice

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This sentence was spoken on this occasion, like a threat, like coercion,

But Bateman's tone was straight and straightforward, without any ups and downs.

Everyone in the audience was terrified. Some martial arts heroes standing on the edge of the crowd and close to the forest looked at the deep pits with green smoke appearing in the forest.

Looking at the blurry flesh and blood hanging on the tree,

cried out in terror,

Pushing and pushing towards the crowd.

It's not like they haven't seen palm thunder before, and they often use thunderbolts themselves.

But like this, the "Palm Thunder" can blow people into a blur of flesh and blood, leaving not even a piece of armor left.

Unheard, unseen.

On the stage,

The old man in green shirt, with a slender figure and a face as skinny as tree bark, was silent for a moment, looked at the iron rod in Bateman's hand and said, "Is that a hidden weapon in your hand?"

"yes,"

Bateman nodded, "The name of this thing is a gun."

gun?

The spear is the first of a hundred weapons. The handle is longer than the blade, and the center is straight. It can be agile, swift, and unpredictable. It can move like thunder and have the power of thunderbolt.

There are many good gun users in the audience, but no one has ever heard of a gun that looks like this.

As if in response to the huge silence, Bateman calmly introduced: "M16A4 assault rifle, caliber 5.56×45mm, full gun length 1000mm, 6 right-hand rifling, twist rate 178mm, theoretical rate of fire 700~900RPM, muzzle kinetic energy 1765k. Magazine capacity 30 rounds.”

His tone was calm, like two swordsmen meeting each other on a narrow road, introducing their weapons before fighting.

"..."

Mo Da didn't understand what Batman said, but his many years of wandering in rivers and lakes allowed him to see through some things that ordinary people couldn't see clearly with his deep sense.

For example, Bateman didn’t lie;

For example, Yu Canghai lying on the ground was fully innocent, and the M16A4 assault rifle was a murder weapon.

"Since it's a concealed weapon, it has weapons and projectiles,"

Mr. Mo Da said with burning eyes: “If there are projectiles, it means they will be exhausted.

The hidden weapon in your hands will eventually run out. "

"That's right,"

Bateman admitted this openly, "Mr. Mo Da, Abbot Xuanci, and Taoist Master Chongxu are all extremely skilled in martial arts. Now that they have seen the mechanism of action of the spear in my hand, they will not be as stunned as Yu Canghai." He rushed forward blankly,

You can hide, you can run, you can avoid the gun.

Although seven steps away, the gun is fast,

Within seven steps, the gun was accurate and fast.

But if the three of them scattered and escaped, I was not completely confident that I could hit three of them in one magazine without wasting too many bullets.

So, I won’t shoot you..."

Bateman pointed his gun at the Shaolin monks, Wudang Taoists and Hengshan disciples under the ring.

“If you run away, I will shoot them.

From this distance, you absolutely cannot support and rescue each other. "

Bateman said: "The three of them are all decent leaders, and they would not risk the slaughter of all their disciples because they are afraid of the test of kindness.

Escape alone. "

Bateman's words were extremely calm, and he didn't care at all whether his words and deeds were inconsistent with the one who was born to reward good and punish evil.

Mr. Mo Da was silent for a long time. The disciples of the Hengshan Sect below the stage were filled with fear, grief and anger. Many of them roared angrily, "Master, you must never listen to the evil slander.

Even if we are shattered to pieces, we don’t want to drag down the leader..."

"alright."

Mr. Mo Da finally spoke, with a sad look on his withered face, and said quietly: "A long time ago, I had doubts about Zuo Lengchan and Yu Canghai's character.

But I can't stand up to powerful forces on my own, and open confrontation is futile. It will only make my disciples fall into the abyss with me.

He had no choice but to carry his qin and wander around the world, facing the chaotic world. If he saw evil on the way, he would kill him, and if he saw good deeds, he would help him.

I couldn't kill Dongfang Bubai, Zuo Lengchan, or Yu Canghai, so I had to kill some bandits to relieve the pain and depression in my heart.

The body is here, but the heart has long since died,

In this case, let me, a rotting corpse, do it first. "

After that, he inserted the thin sword in his hand back into the huqin, took two steps forward, and squatted on the ground.

Put your palms into the heart of kindness.

Bateman was stunned for a moment, then took three steps back respectfully.

I saw the light of the kindness flashing, and soon a soft female voice came from the iron box,

"On March 3, the eleventh year of Hongzhi's reign, I broke into Dulong Village alone at night and killed eleven bandits in the mountains.

On May 19, the eleventh year of Hongzhi, he broke into the magistrate's house in Anning County at night and killed one of the magistrates..."

Mr. Mo Da is very old and has richer murder experience than Yu Canghai.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar because they heard a lot of familiar names among them.

The green forest hero of Ha Tung Road,

An undercover agent of the Sun Moon Sect in Hexi Road,

Mr. Mo Da not only killed highway robbers and gangsters in the city, but also killed bandits, evil officials, and even county magistrates! Kill an upright young man from a well-known family!

The bloody cases that have been sealed in history are exposed one by one by Shan Xinyi.

There was also a burst of noisy discussion mixed with anger and confusion in the audience - many of the names mentioned by Shan Xinyi just now were familiar to the people present and even relatives and friends.

The faces of the disciples of the Hengshan Sect in the audience became increasingly pale.

I don't know if they are worried about the fate of Mr. Mo Da, or they are afraid that the leader they admire and respect, who is not a man of the world, will be a murderous maniac.

"drop!"

With a clear sound, Shan Xinyi finally finished his evaluation of Mr. Mo Da.

"It is detected that your crime value is -50 points, and the evaluation is that you are cautious and selfish. It is recommended to reward you with a Yuan Dan."

good?

After hearing this comment, the roar from the audience became even louder.

Among them, many of their relatives and friends died silently under Mr. Mo Da’s sword.

And Mr. Mo Da and Yu Canghai are both murderous. Why is Yu Canghai suffering from Ling Chi, but Mr. Mo Da is safe and sound?

Speaking of Lingchi,

The wailing sounds on the stage have gradually subsided, and there is no longer any good meat on Yu Canghai's back. His whole body is curled up like a cooked shrimp, and his face is extremely distorted.

It wasn't that he was no longer in pain, but that he was in so much pain that he couldn't howl anymore - the strange bat-shaped machine injected medicine, blocking his screams and doubling the pain he suffered.

From the corner of his eye, Mr. Mo Da glanced at Yu Canghai lying on the ground, and a hint of surprise appeared on his bark-like face.

"You can never go wrong with a good intention,"

Bateman shook his head and said: "Although Mr. Mo Da did not stand up to openly confront Zuo Lengchan, Yu Canghai and others, this is due to the current situation.

Human power is declining and it is difficult to compete with the general trend, so be yourself, keep your heart, and shine a weak light alone in the darkness.

Even if it's just to eliminate a small evil or do a small good,

It is much better than looking for various reasons for oneself, being willing to immerse oneself in filth and degenerate oneself. "

Having said that, Bateman reached behind his palm and pulled out from under the cloak that seemed to be a bottomless pit.

He took out a pill and handed it to Mr. Mo Da, "Please."

Mr. Mo Da was silent for a moment. The knights and knights in the world all like to go to the glamorous capitals and big cities.

There are tiled houses with hooks and tiles, rouge squares and boats, poetic and picturesque scenes, and romantic and free-spirited scenes.

He is the only one who has spent many years walking on the farmland, stepping on the deserted mountain trails, and making enemies of the humble bandits who do evil in the soil.

Be enemies with those so-called knights who pursue their own selfish desires in the name of a noble family.

At this moment, after hearing Shan Xinyi's evaluation of Shan, his mood was even more high-spirited and cheerful than when he was entrusted by his master to serve as the head of the Hengshan Sect.

Taking a few steps forward, he took the elixir in Bateman's hand with one hand and swallowed it directly.

Gulu.

The huge pill was swallowed with difficulty in the throat. As soon as it reached the abdomen, it immediately dissipated and turned into a gentle warm current flowing throughout the body.

Exclamations rang out all around,

Mr. Mo Da glanced around and found that the white hair on his head fell off and was replaced by black hair.

On the withered face, the wrinkles that looked like ravines were rapidly becoming fuller.

The old wounds healed on their own, and the palms became firm and strong again. When the white hair on his head fell off, Mr. Mo Da seemed to be thirty or forty years younger and back in his prime.

"Returning youth to youth...Do you really think you are an immortal?"

Mr. Mo Da asked subconsciously, but Bateman smiled dumbly and said: "There are no immortals in the world who take the form of bats. Even Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals, is just a white bat spirit.

Can't hit it with eight poles. "

Taoist priest Chongxu, who had been silent for a long time, finally broke the silence. He stepped forward and placed his palm on the good heart instrument.

As always, Shan Xinyi began to evaluate the good and evil of the Wu-Tang Clan leader.

"July 7, the thirteenth year of Hongzhi..."

Compared with Mr. Yu Canghai and Yu Moda, Taoist Chongxu's murder experience is not rich, and can even be said to be barren.

Most of the people he killed were people from the Sun Moon God Sect or ruthless bandits who had been rampant in the world for a long time.

In the end, Shan Xinyi gave an evaluation,

"It is detected that your crime value is -15 points, and the evaluation is no evil and no small kindness. It is recommended that there be no reward or punishment."

Taoist priest Chongxu silently raised his palm, looked at Mr. Mo Da, and sighed slightly to express his approval.

During the period of Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Junbao, the Wudang Sect was at its peak. It had the potential to become the largest sect in the world and overwhelm Shaolin.

However, Zhang Junbao's practice of practicing emptiness and combining Taoism was wonderful in form and spirit, but his disciples were not as good as each generation.

In the generation of Taoist Master Chongxu, they can only manage to maintain the inheritance of Tai Chi swordsmanship and Tai Chi boxing. They cannot even resist the faint opposition of the Songshan sect, and can only occasionally kill gangsters.

There is no injustice to those who are kind and considerate.

Seeing Mr. Mo Da rejuvenated,

Seeing that Taoist Chongxu, who has always been known for his uprightness and open-mindedness, all recognized Shan Xinyi's evaluation,

Some people in the audience felt even more desperate.

They are very aware of the things they have done over the years,

Killing, setting fire, burning, killing and looting, as long as no one knows about it, then they are still heroes and heroes.

To put it bluntly, even if they have never done anything to harm innocent people,

They have also experienced the behavior of hiding from each other and turning a blind eye - in the martial arts world, people cannot help themselves, and many things cannot be explained in black and white or in a few words.

Mr. Mo Da and Taoist Chongxu are recognized as good people in the world. These two people can pass the test of kindness and be recognized by the bat spirit who looks like a god and a ghost.

But they in the audience may not have such good luck.

In panic, some martial arts people on the edge of the crowd used their inner strength, jumped into the dense forest, and kicked on the tree trunks several times.

Trying to escape from the forest by stepping on tree trunks without touching the ground.

However, not long before they escaped, they heard the sound of "clanging".

The tripwire tied to the tree trunk rang.

The explosion shook the sky, and fire broke out everywhere.

The people in the martial arts world who were afraid that their crimes would be discovered and tried to escape were all blown into the sky.

"I told you, no one can escape."

Bateman said lightly, not sarcastically, released Zuo Lengchan's hand, and pressed the latter's palm on the good heart.

As the soft female voice sounded from the iron box, everyone present was once again shocked.

Zuo Lengchan killed many people, even more than Mr. Mo Da and Yu Canghai, but he did not do it himself, but left it to his subordinates to deal with it.

And the people he killed were not only demon sects, but also famous and decent people.

Mr. Mo Da and Taoist Chongxu looked at each other and understood clearly in their hearts that Zuo Lengchan has always wanted to be the leader of the Five Mountains Alliance and the leader of the Wulin Alliance over the years. To this end, he trained thirteen Taibao, modified and perfected the Songshan Sword Technique, and integrated the Songshan Sect into The largest martial arts sect, even faintly overpowering Shaolin and the Beggar Clan,

For the sake of power ambition, he would use any means, and he could even secretly instruct his thirteen Taibos to invade and attack famous and decent sects in the name of the Demon Sect. As a result, everyone was in danger and had to rely on the Songshan Sect to build momentum for him to serve as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

The result given by the benevolent instrument is, "It is detected that your crime value is 30 points, and the evaluation is driven by ambition, with both good and evil, and a medium punishment is recommended."

Medium punishment? Batman's jaw dropped. Zuo Lengchan's ambition was higher than anything else. Maybe he had the ambition to be different from the Sun and Moon God Sect at the beginning, but as his martial arts skills and status increased, he became accustomed to the martial arts sect. of decay,

The heart that wants to do things is also swallowed up by the greater desire for power.

If you want to do something, you must have power, and for power, you can sacrifice everything, even if it costs your own humanity.

In this process, no matter how many evil demon sects he killed and how many good knights he destroyed, it was just a footnote on his ambition path that was not worth mentioning.

"He's just half a hero swallowed up by ambition."

Bateman commented calmly, then pressed Zuo Lengchan's abdomen gently, destroying his Dantian and martial arts, and knocked him out.

"Next, it's your turn, Abbot Xuanci."

Bateman turned to look at the only monk on the stage.

Abbot Xuanci, who had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, was gentle and generous, smiled, suddenly raised his arm and patted the top of his head.

boom!

There was a gunshot, and Abbot Xuanci was injured on his left shoulder. It was difficult to take a picture.

Bateman raised his gun, frowned and said, "Do you want to commit suicide? Cover up the secret?"

Abbot Xuanci smiled slightly, as if he felt no pain, and raised his right arm again.

boom!

There was another gunshot,

Bateman, who had disabled both of Abbot Xuanci's arms, rushed forward and punched Abbot Xuanci in the chest, stopping the latter's attempt to commit suicide by biting his tongue.

He savagely pressed Abbot Xuanci's palm on Shan Xinyi.

Sin value, 50 points,

I have only killed one innocent person in my life, and I feel extremely guilty about this. In addition, I have also watched a large number of martial arts people die tragically without doing anything, and allowed one person to do evil...

The evaluation given by Shan Xinyi was extremely contradictory. Bateman frowned deeply. Just when he was about to call Shenlong to ask what was going on, there was a loud shout from the audience, "Let go of the abbot!"

I saw a strong man with a white turban on his head, bold and brave, not angry and proud, jumped up from the crowd, rushed towards Bateman, waved his big palm, and could vaguely hear the roar of dragons and tigers.

"Qiao Feng! It's him!"

There were exclamations in the audience, and the person who appeared was none other than Qiao Feng, the elder of the Six Pockets of the Beggar Clan and the one who was most likely to become a helper of the Beggar Clan in the future.

This person has a tough, loyal and brave character, has numerous friends, is highly popular in the world, and has extremely strong martial arts. He is known as Nan Murong Beiqiao Feng. However, he was suspected to be involved in the bizarre death of Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Clan some time ago. Forced to disappear and search for the truth to prove innocence,

I didn't expect it to appear here.

Bateman faced Qiao Feng, one of the strongest men of the younger generation. Facing his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he made no move at all. His palm was still pressed on the back of Abbot Xuanci's hand.

He knew he wouldn't be hurt.

Bang bang bang!

Several gunshots suddenly rang out in the dense forest, and more than a dozen bullets flew, blocking Qiao Feng's path, forcing the hero, who was wearing a turban and appeared to have his own BGM, to stop.

The people who fired these shots all jumped out from the dense forest and jumped onto the stage.

They all wore strange clothes and looked extremely weird.

A middle-aged man with a bloated body like a penguin,

A handsome young man wearing colorful clothes and a hat with a question mark on his head,

A charming woman wearing cat ears and cat tail decorations, and a tight-fitting black leather jacket, clearly outlining her hot figure.

A stern young man whose face was half burned,

And a weirdo in a purple suit with a clown face painted on his face. As soon as he appeared, he muttered, "Why soserious?"

Qiao Feng stopped on the ring and carefully observed the sudden appearance of these cross-dressing weirdos. Unlike Bateman, they all had deep inner strength.

And the breath of inner force is also very familiar, like...

"Qingcheng Sword Sect!"

There were exclamations from the audience, "They are all disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect!"

What?

Mr. Mo Da and Taoist Master Chongxu looked at each other in shock. Under layers of disguise, these strangely dressed people who suddenly appeared standing with Bateman turned out to be the younger generation disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

The people in Qingcheng who were in disbelief in the audience also confirmed this.

"wrong,"

Bateman said in a deep voice: "They used to be disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and participated in the siege of the Yongcheng Escort Bureau.

But now they have a new name.

called,

Justice League"