PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Legend of the Eagle King

Chapter 1216
On the light boat, the boatman who didn't know his identity was chatting vigorously with Master Yan, and Ding Yuan and Kong Lin were also fighting vigorously.

Bai Muting held the red-tasseled gun tightly, stared at Ding Yuan, looking for an opportunity to play tricks on this bastard!
Ding Yuan's strength is far beyond Bai Muting's imagination. He really didn't expect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in China. Any young master of the Ding family in Hanoi has this ability. With a silver spear like a dragon, he can actually suppress Kong Lin steadily!
Meng Weilin was also very nervous, "The little monk seems to be dying soon!"

During the battle, Kong Lin received the gun with both arms, and knelt down on one knee, the deck was blown away by his knee!

Seeing this, Bai Muting gritted his teeth, and stabbed out with a spear, the point of the spear directly aimed at Ding Yuan's head!
Ding Yuan smirked, borrowed his strength to fly into the air, and stabbed Bai Muting back!

Kong Lin also yelled, grabbed Ding Yuan's leg, Ding Yuan kicked towards Kong Lin's head, Kong Lin sprayed blood, flew backwards, and was stared directly into the Yellow River!

Bai Muting was out of his wits, holding the gun and turning his head and wanted to slip away, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a sudden coldness on his back... That breath of death made him stop in his tracks.

Bai Muting swallowed, turned his head to look at Ding Yuan, the tip of the silver gun was pressed against his back, tore off his clothes, and landed on Bai Muting's skin.

If Bai Muting hadn't experienced several life and death incidents in the past six months, he would probably have to piss his crotch in fright now.

He looked at Ding Yuan with a wry smile, "Uncle Ding... there's no need to argue with me, a junior, right?"

Meng Weilin wanted to come up to protect Bai Muting, but was grabbed by Master Yan, Meng Weilin slapped Master Yan with his backhand, "Get lost!"

Master Yan smiled wryly, but did not let go.

He knew that this was the first time that Young Marshal Yinlong had shot on the water of the Yellow River with a spear on his back, and he had given Bai Muting enough face...

Ding Yuan, the young commander of Yinlong, had only heard of this name before, and almost no one in the Jianghu had seen Ding Yuan make a move!
On the other side, Ding Yuan exerted a slight force on his hand, and Bai Muting's skin was pierced, and blood spilled around the tip of the spear, "It's a pity, Bai Cangyun didn't come here in person."

Bai Muting smiled, "If my father came in person, he would naturally come here to level down your Ding family."

Ding Yuan also smirked, "Then you let him come, do you really think that if you kill Gu Guicheng, you will be invincible in the world?"

Bai Muting nodded, "Then do you dare to give me a call? My dad is in Rongcheng, so I'll let you. I'll just call my aunt."

The boatman shook his head and smiled wryly. This Bai Muting had a thick skin, and he didn't blush at all when he said such things about looking for his parents.

But yes, Bai Muting is not yet fifteen, so there is nothing to be ashamed of looking for parents.

The boatman went over and grabbed Ding Yuan's hand, "Enough."

Ding Yuan turned his head and glanced at him, then slowly withdrew his gun, "Bai Muting, I'll be waiting for you here on the Yellow River, you are welcome to come find me again anytime, but next time, it won't be that simple."

Bai Muting laughed loudly, "That's great, next time, it won't be so simple."

While talking, he took off his clothes, threw the gun to Meng Weilin, and plunged into the water!
Kong Lin is still down, he has to save him.

Meng Weilin exclaimed, "Wait, don't you know how to swim?"

The ice and snow in the upper reaches of the Yellow River have melted, and it is now the artistic conception that the river and the city are at the same height, so the water is also frighteningly cold.

Bai Muting was so cold that he almost lost his intuition, he endured it forcefully, but saw the little bald donkey swimming upstream with something in his hand.

Kong Lin also saw Bai Muting, swam over and picked up Bai Muting with the other hand, and then returned to the boat.

"call…"

Bai Muting was shaking from the cold, and he also saw what Kong Lin was holding in his hand...

It was a rusty anchor, which probably weighed two hundred kilograms, but it was naturally lifted up from the bottom of the river by Kong Lin!

what monster is this?

Even Ding Yuan couldn't figure it out, and looked at the boatman in surprise.

The boatman stroked his beard with a smile, but did not speak.

Kong Lin raised the anchor, ready to continue the battle with Ding Yuan.

Bai Muting held him back, "Brother, forget it, we've been exhausted this time, come back next time, and I will take revenge myself."

As he said that, he pulled Meng Weilin, picked up his long box, jumped onto the bamboo raft, threw the anchor back into the river, and put on his own pannier.

The three were about to leave.

Master Yan quickly jumped onto the bamboo raft, "Wait for me..."

Bai Muting glanced at him.

Master Yan understood immediately, and started rowing on his own initiative...

After watching Bai Muting and others go away, Ding Yuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, "That little monk's internal strength is invincible..."

The boatman nodded, and patted Ding Yuan's shoulder, "Bai Muting is like his aunt, who must take revenge. He will definitely come again within five years."

Ding Yuan held the gun in his hand, "I'll wait for him."

on the bamboo raft.

While changing clothes, Bai Muting sat next to Master Yan who was rowing the boat, "Master Yan, did you have a good chat with that boatman? What's his background?"

Master Yan smiled wryly, "I don't know... Hanoi City has always kept a low profile, and Ding Yuanyuan's skills are not obvious. This boatman should be the mastermind behind the Ding family's scenes, and he keeps a low profile."

Bai Muting let out an 'oh', and then kicked him.

"Hurry up, you don't need anything, I'm very cold."

(End of this chapter)