novel for you Chapter 1786: Fox Demon Funeral
Chapter 1786: Fox Demon Funeral
Tiger Head's two subordinates also arrived. When they saw Tiger Head's appearance, they were both shocked and speechless.
They even need someone to remind them to come back to their senses from the shock.
Everyone feels the same way.
Skynet's masters never imagined that there would be someone in this world who could make Tiger Head fight so hard.
In their eyes, the twelve main gods are truly god-like beings.
They couldn't understand how strong a person had to be to be able to fight on equal terms with people like them?
Tiger Head staggered and walked to the door with difficulty. He slapped his big hand on the door frame, steadied himself, stared at Lu Chengwen and the others, and then smiled:
"This is... the most satisfying... battle... I've ever... hehe, hehe..."
Long Aotian's face turned ashen, his eyes deep and cold.
"It seems that times have changed. There is actually someone who can kill Ming Disha alone. Congratulations?"
"Hehehe..."
Tiger Head lowered his head and smiled bitterly, then raised his head: "Just one move away, I should have been the one to die."
Everyone was shocked.
Hu Shou himself was also very depressed, but he did not brag, but told the truth.
"He's right. If he were ten years younger...I would be the one dying here today."
Zhao Ritian clenched his fists: "I want to avenge my uncle."
"You? Haha."
Tiger Head said: "Thirty years from now, if I can survive."
Lu Chengwen tilted his head, not looking at the tiger head, but looking at Ming Disha's body.
"What's the situation?"
Tiger Head looked at Lu Chengwen and pointed at a stab wound on his chest: "He had already succeeded... but... he didn't expect... my body... is different from that of ordinary people... my heart... is on the left side."
The three little ones were collectively shocked.
In other words, the uncle didn't actually lose.
In other words, he lost to luck.
He should have stabbed the tiger head's heart with a knife, but there was no heart at that position on the tiger head!
Zhao Ritian clenched his fist and punched his thigh angrily: "Alas!"
Then he accused Tiger Head: "You are a crooked person! Your heart is crooked! You relied on luck to win!"
The tiger head stared at Zhao Ritian and smiled:
"They wouldn't let me touch the Five Old Men... I finally know why."
"From now on... I will never underestimate... underestimate the enemy again..."
Two assistants hurried over to support him: "Lord, please heal your wounds as soon as possible."
Tiger Head was helped away, and after leaving, he turned back and said, "Lock up the three of them. Activate the rules and give him a funeral. He is a legend and deserves respect."
"Yes."
……
one day one Night.
the next day.
Lu Chengwen and two others were released.
Behind the house, Ming Disha's body lay peacefully in a coffin, and a grave had been dug next to it.
Twenty Skynet masters, the three brothers Lu Chengwen, as well as Huo Wendong, Niu Tou, Gou Tou, and the God of Wealth... were all coerced and asked to attend Ming Disha's funeral.
Tiger Head walked out under the protection of two guards.
His injuries have been treated, and it can be seen that Skynet's healing medicine is very effective.
Tiger Head has changed from the weak state of yesterday, and is still walking with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, full of vigor and energy.
But he was still a little weak, which everyone could see.
Tiger Head put on a new mask and walked to Ming Disha's coffin.
"Thank you all for coming to Ming Disha's funeral."
"He is a legendary figure. His stories can't be told in three days and three nights."
"In that era, he was a very special person."
"He deserves a decent burial."
"We should also pay tribute to such creative people."
The tiger head raised his head, the dark clouds in the sky turned black, and a drop of rain fell on his mask.
"It's raining, which means heaven approves of him."
The tiger head looked at Ming Disha:
"Ming Disha is the first legendary master killed by our Skynet."
"This day will be remembered in history."
"And I am also the first Lord of Skynet who can bury the legend in the black soil."
"You are fortunate to witness this historic moment, and you will witness many more in the future."
"The Five Elders, Hun Tiangang, Pan Meifeng, the Four Great Families... all of these legends will come to an end one by one under the mighty power of our Skynet God."
"This day marks the end of a legend."
"This day marks the beginning of our Skynet's dominance over the martial arts world and the burial of the past."
He looked at everyone: "Say goodbye to him."
Tiger Head walked away.
Everyone walked over one by one to pay their respects.
Huo Wendong was a little impatient: "Do I have to go and show my respect? My legs and feet are not convenient?"
The tiger head glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Okay, okay, I respect you."
Walk up, bow, and that's it.
The God of Wealth felt that he had no desire to live. He was cheated so badly by him, and he still had to express his respect. I wish I could kill you with my own hands!
Now that you're dead, what should I do! ?
He walked up to him, suppressed his resentment towards Ming Disha, and bowed.
It was Long Aotian's turn to walk over. He looked at Ming Disha with a gloomy expression and recalled the past.
He took a deep breath and said, "Master, go well. Your time has ended, and ours...will also continue to move forward."
Long Aotian looked at the tiger head: "You know, this is just the beginning, this matter is not over yet."
Tiger Head nodded: "Of course. However, with the strength of you little brats, saying this will only make me laugh. I look forward to Wu Cai Feng or Hun Tian Gang coming to seek revenge on me."
Long Aotian snorted: "But there is still something you don't know."
"Oh?"
Long Aotian said: "When I behead you in the future, I will give you a funeral like this."
The Tiger Head smiled and said, "You have the bearing of a king, but... I don't know if you have the qualifications and life to become a king."
Long Aotian clenched his fists, knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully, then stood up and walked away.
Zhao Ritian came over, knelt down with a thud and burst into tears:
"Master uncle! Why did you die? You still owe me money!"
"My uncle-master! You died so miserably! The masked man stabbed you like a hedgehog!"
"Master! You've committed countless evil deeds throughout your life! Your life is completely stained! And yet you died a miserable death!"
"Uncle Master! Don't worry. Although you're not a good person, the people from Skynet are even more bastards! I will definitely kill all of these bastards and chop off that Tiger Head to avenge you!"
Skynet people, more than twenty masked heads turned around and looked at each other.
They were all confused by Zhao Ritian's stupidity and weirdness.
Finally, Lu Chengwen came over.
He wasn't very sad, and wasn't even in the mood for a funeral.
Standing in front of Ming Disha, he scratched his eyebrows, looked left and right, then tilted his head to look at Ming Disha.
Zhao Ritian was crying loudly: "Cheng Wen, Second Senior Brother, take a good look at your uncle and remember this vengeance... This is the last time you look at your uncle..."
Lu Chengwen lit a cigarette, moved closer, thought for a moment, and then used the cigarette butt to burn Ming Disha's arm.