The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 11
  In the tiger's den, Jiang Biehe, masked in black scarf, was protecting his head in pain, and Li Chaofeng's Five-Insect Knife was inserted into his head.

The hilt of the short knife was inserted into the skull. Although it only scratched the brain, Jiang Biehe knew that this kind of injury could not be saved by gods.

He is still alive now only because the short knife has not been pulled out of his head.

To be honest, Jiang Biehe still doesn't understand how Li Chaofeng's short knife penetrated his head.

After he entered the cave, he saw a tiger corpse facing him like a living creature, which shocked him.

But with just one glance, he knew that the tiger was dead long ago because the blue-black dagger that Jiang Biehe had seen was stuck on the tiger's forehead.

That was the dagger that Jiang Biehe was most worried about and feared the most, and it was unexpectedly thrust into the tiger's head by Li Chaofeng.

He actually forgot to put away his weapons, and now he was sleeping directly on a piece of dry ground not far from the tiger corpse with his outer robe on his back.

Maybe it was because the boy was afraid of the heat, because the clothes on Li Chaofeng were so thin that one could even see his muscles.

When Jiang Biehe saw this situation, he was speechless and choked up. He really didn't expect that he would be so frightened by such an idiot that he would need a night attack before he dared to take action.

After seeing that there was absolutely no way that Li Chaofeng could hide any weapons, Jiang Biehe no longer had any fear in his heart and began to speed up. He was no longer worried about alarming Li Chaofeng.

An ordinary person without true energy would not be able to hurt a first-rate master like him unless he had a magic weapon in his hand.

Infuriating energy is much more useful than Li Chaofeng's skin-hardening ability.

As Jiang Biehe accelerated, Li Chaofeng also woke up from his dream. When he looked up, he saw a man wearing a black scarf coming towards him, his young face full of panic.

Perhaps out of panic or out of his mind, this young man actually stretched out his hands to grab the wrist of a top-notch expert.

Jiang Biehe wanted to laugh when he saw it, because the true energy could not only be used to protect oneself, but could also be used to directly attack the enemy's internal organs.

This young man didn't have any vitality in his hands, but he actually wanted to defend himself by holding the enemy's wrist and restricting his movement.

Does he think that fighting in rivers and lakes is the same as fighting on the streets?

Once you grab the opponent's hands, it will be impossible for the opponent to hurt you again?
  Jiang Biehe didn't hide. He felt that he had already won. Rather than killing the boy directly, he preferred to hear the cry of his prey before it died tragically.

The boy grabbed his own hands with both hands, which also meant that the boy himself had no hands.

When the boy held his wrist and wanted to give him a headbutt like a street fight, Jiang Biehe almost laughed out loud, and his supreme energy directly protected his forehead.

He wanted to see if it was the young man's hard head or his own innate energy that was tyrannical.

Then, a short knife was inserted into his head, which was almost identical to the tiger corpse at the door.

It's just that the tiger corpse was inserted in the middle, and because he reacted quickly enough, the insertion place was slightly crooked.

He should have just died!
  Jiang Biehe's whole body was hit by a headbutt, and he fell on the tiger corpse behind him. His mind was dizzy, and two sentences were echoing in his head.

He is dead! ! !

What a sharp knife! ! !

When the short knife was inserted into his head, it was like a knife cutting tofu without making any sound.

Holding the dagger handle tightly, Jiang Biehe's eyes were blurred by tears, but he didn't dare to shake his head or even move around, because he knew that once he moved around enough to make the knife loosen a little, he would really died.

The kind that can't die anymore.

Although he struggled with all his strength, he could only survive for a short while, but he didn't want to die.

Li Chaofeng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Jiang Biehe who was holding the handle of the knife tightly and not daring to move.

This guy was finally killed by himself. Immediately.

Rubbing his forehead, Li Chaofeng finally understood the defense of Zhenqi.

No wonder it is so easy for Jianghu people to kill ordinary people. When combined with true energy, it can be used as armor.

Walk forward and squat down.

Li Chaofeng gently placed his fingers on Jiang Biehe's eyelids, brushing away the tears on the other's eyelids. Seeing the fear and incomprehension in the other's eyes, the smile on his face grew stronger.

"I never thought someone like you would be afraid of death, right?"

Everyone is afraid of death, let alone a selfish villain like Jiang Biehe. He just thinks that the death of others is inconsequential and even pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Biehe wanted to beg for mercy, but unfortunately begging for mercy would not make Li Chaofeng spare him, because his death was almost an established and imminent fact.

Even if Li Chaofeng could bring him back to modern society, an injury like a knife inserted into his skull would still be a major operation with huge risks.

This was not a knife tip that passed through the skull and got stuck, but the whole thing went through. If Jiang Biehe turned around now, Li Chaofeng could even see the knife tip emerging from the back of his head.

The Five Insect Knives are just so sharp.

As for how Li Chaofeng took the Five-Insect Sword back from the tiger's head, it was naturally because he was the owner of the Five-Insect Sword.

No matter how far away it is, when he wants to take back the Five Insect Knife, it will come back to Li Chaofeng.

After the tears were wiped away by Li Chaofeng, a while passed. Jiang Biehe felt that the short knife on his head seemed to be fixed by his own sweat. He regained his composure, and then saw Li Chaofeng looking at him with a half-smile.

Although Jiang Biehe didn't hear Li Chaofeng's question just now.

But Jiang Biehe knew how long he could live, whether it was an instant or a few more hours, or even whether he could continue to live with this knife in the future, it all depended on Li Chaofeng's mood.

So he quickly calmed down the fear of death in his heart, covered his forehead tightly, and pulled down the black scarf to cover his face with one hand. He didn't ask what kind of martial arts Li Chaofeng had just used, and asked in a sincere tone.

"When did Brother Li realize that Jiang was following him?"

"you guess?"

Li Chaofeng did not answer this question. He just looked at Jiang Biehe's body up and down, then shook his head helplessly and sighed.

This guy didn't look like he had much in his body, at most he only had some banknotes.

Hearing Li Chaofeng sigh, Jiang Biehe was heartbroken, but he still insisted on asking for advice.

"Brother Li wants something. As long as Brother Li asks, even if Jiang doesn't have it, he will go through fire and water, no matter what."

Li Chaofeng's face twitched, and then he laughed, reminding him contemptuously.

"A dead man can still go through fire and water?"

After hearing Li Chaofeng's words, Jiang Biehe also smiled and explained.

"Brother Li doesn't know. The knife inserted into the head is not certain to kill him. As long as he can be fixed in place, he can still live for a long time. It's just that his weakness is too obvious and he can no longer walk in the world."

Li Chaofeng didn't expect Jiang Biehe's desire to survive to be so strong, but he looked mocking. He just thought about it and asked curiously.

"We will discuss the future matters later."

"But if you want to survive, you must take away this precious sword of mine. I don't know if you can go through fire and water, but I know that if you want to survive, I will just throw away a precious sword."

Having said this, Li Chaofeng shook his head repeatedly, then looked at Jiang Biehe's uncertain face and stretched out his palm.

"So. If you want to take away the sword, what can you give me?"

"The silver I have on me."

Before Jiang Biehe finished speaking, Li Chaofeng interrupted directly: "After you die, they are all mine."

"I still have some house title deeds at home."

Li Chaofeng sneered: "For a person who is willing to go through fire and water for me, shouldn't the land deed and other things already belong to me? Are you right, Master Jiang?"

"But if I die."

Jiang Biehe still wanted to struggle, but seeing Li Chaofeng's eyes becoming increasingly cold, he did not continue, covering his head with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Then what does Brother Li want? Please make it clear."

When Li Chaofeng heard this, he smiled with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand.

"Of course it's the martial arts secrets in your head."

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  (End of this chapter)