Chapter 29: Tiger Head Cliff

  Li Jiao led the seven Vajras and Ying Tianlong to Hu Tou Ya when Luo Guoyong had already arrived.

  Tiger Head Cliff is strategically located, with a high stone mountain standing like a copper wall and iron wall. The top of the mountain protrudes from a piece, just like a tiger head with its teeth bared and claws outstretched, staring fiercely and emitting a fierce aura, hence the name.

  Below the Tiger Head Cliff was a flat ground, and the rocky mountain had no grass growing on it, only cold stones. The waves crashed against the reefs, making a deafening sound. Luo Guoyong sat in the middle, with an empty chair beside him, obviously for Li Jiao. Not many people came from "Hei Feng Ying", they stood around Luo Guoyong's side, also with long guns and short knives, each one as if facing a great enemy, the atmosphere was very tense.

  Li Jiao didn't dare to be ambiguous either, apart from the seven great golden men and Ying Tianlong, there were also dozens of thugs, all fully armed. The two armies faced each other, both with eyes wide open, looking like they would fire at any moment, but in fact, both sides understood that no one would make the first move, just a show of force.

  Ying Tianlong saw Luo Guoyong, no mistake, it was him. He had seen many photos of Luo Guoyong, this person was not tall and didn't have a fierce look like Li Jiaxian. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a small flat head, his face was white and clean, not looking like a habitual killer who wouldn't bat an eye, but rather like a weak scholar. If you compared his criminal record to the person himself, you wouldn't dare believe it was the same person. The current him was a bit fatter and darker than in the photos, sitting there with slanted eyes staring at Li Jiaxian, without any expression on his face.

  Li Jiao knew he was in the wrong and walked over with a smile, clasping his fists together: "Brother Luo is doing well, I offer my respects."

  Luo Guoyong let out a cold laugh: "Great, one of my brothers was killed by your people, and I'll be fine?"

  "Brother Luo, it was a misunderstanding. You are magnanimous and won't hold grudges against petty people, so can't you just let it go?"

  Lu Guoyong pulled out a pipe from his sleeve, filled it with tobacco, and lit it. He took a deep drag, slowly exhaling the smoke as he spoke in a gloomy tone: "Brother Li, although our two families have always been like fire and water, there's an agreement that comes first - peaceful coexistence. Our 'Black Wind Camp' has strictly adhered to this agreement and never wronged you. Yet, you've repaid kindness with enmity and killed my brother. Won't the great Li family protect their own son and let this matter drop?"

  Li Jiao's facial muscles twitched as he replied, "Brother Luo, I've brought the person here. You can deal with them as you see fit. It's a life for a life, don't you think?"

  Lu Guoyong's face eased a bit: "I heard that man is your subordinate, Old Eight, 'Thunder Fire' Qin Ming. You should know how I'll deal with him if he falls into my hands."

  Li Jiao's face turned pale: "Life and death are destined, wealth and honor are in heaven. Who made him break the rules first, I can no longer protect him, on the road to the Yellow Spring, I, Li Jiao, can only pray for his safe journey."

  Li Jiao waved his hand and someone pushed Qin Ming over, who was tied up with five flowers.

  "Thunder Fire" Qin Ming is now disheartened, his face pale and listless. Yesterday, he drank with Jiao Feng at the same table, and the girl looked at him with sympathetic eyes, also for the first time showing warmth, which was also the last time she showed warmth. Qin Ming's heart was cut like a knife, but he had to pretend to be nonchalant, patting his chest and saying: "Twenty years later, I'll still be a good man."

  Jiao Feng replied: "Dying in this godforsaken place might be better than living. These hopeless days will drive people mad."

  Qin Ming suddenly asked: "Jiao Feng, tomorrow is my doom, I don't want to get anything from you, I just want to ask you a question?"

  "You said."

  "Why did you come here?"

  Jiao Feng shook his head and replied: "I am a flying thief, there is no house I can't enter, no door I can't open. But Qin Ming, remember this, Jiao Feng has never broken into an ordinary citizen's home, all the people I target are corrupt officials, because when it comes to taking their money, my hands don't go soft."

  Qin Ming looked at her: "What's the difference? You still came here anyway."

  Jiao Feng didn't respond, for her, being able to give him some warmth before Qin Ming's departure was already the greatest care she could show him. This person in front of her is too impulsive and reckless, a drunkard and glutton, ultimately bringing disaster upon himself, it's his own retribution.

  "Thunder Fire" Qin Ming was handed over to Luo Guoyong's hands. The remaining seven Golden Arhats were furious, but dared not speak.

  Li Jiao asked first: "Brother Luo, how are you going to deal with him?"

  Lu Guoyong's eyes turned fierce: "This kid opened my people, I will use his own way to deal with him, this is called one for one."

  As he spoke, his subordinates tied Qin Ming to a wooden stake that had been set up in advance. "Thunder Fire" Qin Ming stubbornly raised his head and remained silent, without a hint of fear on his face.

  Lu Guo swam to him and appreciated this point, stood up and walked in front of him, surrounding him in a circle: "I heard that you have a nickname called 'Thunder Fire', you are really a tough guy, not afraid of death."

  Qin Ming looked at him and said, "What's the difference between being in this godforsaken place and being dead? We're all just going through the motions, anyway. Whether we die early or late, it's still death. What's there to be afraid of?"

  Lu Guoyong nodded: "He is a good man, but unfortunately he is too rough in doing things and does not consider the consequences. He can't be considered a hero either. Come on, let's do it according to the rules of 'Black Wind Camp'."

  Two men walked up, one holding a copper basin with clear water inside, the other with a shiny dagger in his mouth, looking like they were going to give Qin Ming a big cut.

  The atmosphere on this side was extremely tense, the "Traveler" Wu Kui Long was gritting his teeth and dared not speak, the six Jinyi under him were trembling with anger. Li Jiao Xian's face was pale, tightly clenched his fists, but did not make a sound.

  On the other side, the executioner had already torn open Qin Ming's upper garment, exposing his chest, and was just about to pour cold water on him. At this most critical moment, Ying Tianlong suddenly shouted: "Spare his life!"

  Lu Guoyong was taken aback.

  Not to mention him, even the seven Golden Arhats on Li Jiao's side were surprised and looked at Ying Tianlong in confusion. Ying Tianlong walked out calmly and stood in front of Luo Guoyong, clasped his fists: "Master, I, Ying Tianlong, have something to say."

  Luo Guoyong stared at him for a long time: "Are you the one who made a big noise in Longguan Village and beat up that damned Deputy Mayor, Ying Tianlong?"

  "That's him."

  Lu Guoyong suddenly burst out laughing: "Great, great, you have guts and wisdom, this shot is well done, relieving. You are indeed a divine shooter. If I had known earlier that you would come to the island, I wouldn't have let Li Jiao take advantage of it first."

  Ying Tianlong replied very respectfully: "The great master's words are too serious, I, Ying Tianlong, have long heard of the great master's reputation, like thunder in my ears. In the Jianghu world, until now, there is still talk of the great master's legend and extraordinary bravery, I am ashamed to be inferior."

  "It's not that I'm a hero, and the legend is even more nonsense, making me out to be an all-powerful god. That's all rubbish, if I were really that capable, I wouldn't have ended up in this pathetic state, barely scraping by in this tiny place." Luo Guoyong said with a sour tone.

  Ying Tianlong smiled slightly: "The eldest son's words are wrong, a tiger fallen in Pingyang is still a tiger, and a dragon trapped in a shallow pool is still a dragon. Many people have come to the island, why can only you, the eldest son, be called king and dominate, gaining control of a region? Doesn't this explain the problem?"

  "Hah..." Luo Guoyong burst out laughing happily, and after he finished laughing, his face turned serious: "Ying Tianlong, are you trying to plead for that bastard Qin Ming?"

  Ying Tianlong shook his head and said, "Although killing someone on the island of death is not a big deal, it depends on who was killed. Qin Ming killed the eldest son's person, so by rights, one life for one life is not excessive. However, judging from the situation, it's not entirely Old Eight's fault either. Our two camps had an agreement that 'Black Wind Camp' would not take 'Whirlwind Camp's' belongings. But someone from 'Black Wind Camp' broke the rules first, which led to this bloodshed. Eldest son, your subordinates can do whatever they want, but you are a man of honor and principles, with the nickname 'Clever Star' in the jianghu. Isn't that right?"

  Lu Guoyong looked at him calmly and quietly.

  "So Lao Ba shouldn't have died in this way, it's too humiliating and hard for people to accept."

  Lu Guoyong sank into thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to Ying Tianlong's side: "You're quite a character, Li Jiao was lucky to have picked you up. I saw everything that day when we were hunting sharks, able to disregard one's own safety and risk one's life to save others, your bravery and daring are commendable. Alright, I'll give you this face, you tell me what should be done?"

  "Lao Ba has a nickname called 'Thunder Fire', his martial arts skills are not bad, I believe that the master of the house also has many talented people under him. Why not find a brave warrior to fight Qin Ming to the death? If he loses, it's just his fate, but if he wins, can't we spare his life and show the master's benevolent intentions? Let Qin Ming die with a willing heart and a satisfied mouth. What do you think?"

  Lu Guoyong nodded as soon as he heard it: "It's a good idea, interesting, very interesting." He turned around and asked his men: "He challenged us face to face, who dares to accept the challenge?"

  "The Black Wind Camp" transmitted a strange cry: "Big brother, I'm here." Along with the cry, a person jumped out. Everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but take a deep breath. The newcomer was over two meters tall, standing there like an iron tower, majestic and intimidating, with a fierce aura. He held a spear in his hand, its iron tip polished to a bright shine, sharp as a hook, emitting a cold glow. His height was matched by the length of his spear, which whirled around him with a whooshing sound, making him seem like a harbinger of death from hell itself.

  Someone over there has already taken down Qin Ming, he is moving his arms without any fear, walking to the side of Ying Tianlong and making a bow saying: "Thank you Ninth Brother, being able to have a true friend like you, I, Qin Ming, can die without regret today."