After a round of indiscriminate shooting with sticky rice bullets, the nine boxes were deserted.
During this ti, so were hit by sticky rice while climbing down and fell.
Others squatted down holding their heads, only to be shot in the butt, falling headfirst.
Even more unfortunate, so were hit right between the legs, fainted instantly, and then fell.
At present, only Pang Tong, Tan Qizhi, and Cao Siyuan seed to be relatively okay.
"Do you have any more tricks?" Xiao Feng looked at Pang Tong and said, "If not, we have no choice but to fight hard!"
Of course, fighting hard was not an option, saying this was just to test if Pang Tong had any remaining aces.
"No more, I'm out of tricks!" Pang Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's fight, if we can't win, we can only retreat."
Frankly, he never expected such a result.
Back then, his master told him that any deviant techniques wouldn't escape death under this grand formation!
But at this mont, reality struck him a harsh slap.
Does it hurt?
Yes, it does!
Any other solutions?
No!
Just then, Xiao Feng asked suspiciously, "What is this thing?"
Pang Tong quickly looked over, gasped and said, "Soul-Sealing Nail! Where did you find it?"
Xiao Feng pointed at the pile of sticky rice in front of him, replying, "Right here, is this the Soul-Sealing Nail?
By the way, didn't you say that with the Soul-Sealing Nail, we could kill Gu Shi?
Now with the Soul-Sealing Nail, does this an we have the chance to win?"
Fueled by surprise and Xiao Feng's series of questions, Pang Tong didn't have ti to ponder if there was any issue with the suddenly appearing Soul-Sealing Nail.
With a serious expression, he said, "A single Soul-Sealing Nail doesn't have much impact.
However, it serves as a fallback. If we can't destroy Gu Shi, we can still restrain him, giving us ti to escape."
Xiao Feng clearly wasn't satisfied with this explanation. What was the purpose of bringing out the Soul-Sealing Nail?
Wasn't it to prompt Pang Tong to fight Gu Shi?
Yet the old man intended to use the Soul-Sealing Nail as a ans to flee. How could this be?
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng said, "You try using this nail against Gu Shi first, I'll look around and see if I can find another Soul-Sealing Nail."
Pang Tong's mouth twitched wildly; was the Soul-Sealing Nail being treated like cabbage?
Saying pick one and just picking one...
Though grumbling internally, he watched as Xiao Feng took a few steps forward, bent over to rummage through the sticky rice, and then pulled out another Soul-Sealing Nail.
"Holy crap!" Pang Tong was utterly stunned.
He couldn't understand what the situation was; why sothing as important as the Soul-Sealing Nail would be hidden in the sticky rice.
Could it be that Gu Shi was using the Soul-Sealing Nail as a weapon?
Or perhaps he wanted to make them taste the hardships he endured back then?
But regardless of the truth, the discovery of two Soul-Sealing Nails certainly gave Pang Tong hope for victory.
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
The person who was hit by sticky rice on the butt and fell headfirst began coughing violently, each cough spitting out black blood, seemingly beyond saving.
Sun Shijie wanted to rush forward to help, but Pang Tong was quicker, stepping in front of the person, pulling out a bamboo tube, shaking it before opening the lid: "Here, draw one."
Just hearing this, those unaware might think Pang Tong was offering soone a cigarette.
But in reality, it was to make the person draw a lot.
"You, you..." The person glared at Pang Tong, his chest heaving violently.
Being in the sa field, he naturally knew Pang Tong's way and understood that once he drew lots, he was close to death.
"Hurry up and draw!" Pang Tong urged impatiently.
The man snorted coldly, turned his head aside, refusing to cooperate.
No matter if he truly believed he couldn't recover, at least he felt he still had a chance to save himself.
Yet Pang Tong said grimly, "If you don't draw, your wife, your daughter, and your disciple—every single one—I will not spare.
However, if you draw, I will give them a large sum of money, enough for them to live free from want for the rest of their lives."
"You... *spurt*!"
The man spat out a mouthful of reverse blood in exasperation.
Pang Tong, however, was too unconcerned with these details, wiped the blood off his face, and yelled fiercely, "Draw quickly!"
The man slowly raised his arm, using his last bit of strength, drew a bamboo stick from the tube, then slumped and breathed his last.
"Blessings, blessings, may you reach paradise soon!" Hui Yi clasped his hands, shaking his head sorrowfully, his deanor truly resembling an enlightened monk.
However, in exchange, he got rolled eyes from those present.
When the man was alive, you didn't save him; now saying these indifferent words after his death, what's the use?
Pang Tong looked at the lot for a while, then laughed, "Great luck, great luck, hahahaha!"
After laughing, he looked at Xiao Feng: "You take people to keep searching for the Soul-Sealing Nail, we'll negotiate with Gu Shi first.
If we find all seven, Gu Shi will surely die!"
"No problem," Xiao Feng readily agreed.
But the comrades of Pang Tong, except for the one who was hit in the vital spot and passed out, and Tan Qizhi and Cao Siyuan, felt like retreating one after another.
For no other reason, Pang Tong's actions just now had practically demonstrated that so-called "unity and mutual assistance" was rely a slogan.
Given the existing precedent, no one could be sure that Pang Tong wouldn't make them draw lots next.
And Pang Tong also noticed the abnormality within his team.
However, he had no plan for rediation but unabashedly threatened, "Let be frank, the friends and family, and loved ones of everyone here have been investigated by .
If anyone wishes to desert, don't bla for not valuing our camaraderie!
On the contrary, if you persist to the end, I swear by our ancestor, I will not treat you badly!"
"Bang!"
A loud noise emanated, and Gu Shi erged from the sticky rice, standing steadily on the ground.
"It's my turn... to fight back." With his head slightly lowered, Gu Shi's voice sounded extrely jarring.
Compared to nails on a chalkboard or knives against glass, it was even worse.
"Fight back?" Pang Tong sneered, "Look at what I'm holding!"
Gu Shi looked up, his pupils suddenly contracted: "You should know, just two Soul-Sealing Nails don't an much to . Give them to obediently, maybe I'll consider giving you a way out."
Unfortunately, Pang Tong had already determined that the reason Soul-Sealing Nails were found in the sticky rice is because Gu Shi had just used them as concealed weapons.
Having found two, the remaining five must be nearby.
Xiao Feng, who closely watched Gu Shi and Pang Tong, hearing this, imdiately took out a Soul-Sealing Nail, raised it high, and shouted, "Found another one!"
This statent made both Pang Tong and Gu Shi's expressions change.
But the difference was, Pang Tong was thrilled, while Gu Shi was grim.
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