Chapter 103 Fire Gate Three Passes (4)

  Kiryu and Ryōhachi's ropes on their feet originally still had a large remaining length, but now they were all tightly wrapped around their ankles, not leaving an inch, making the two people's feet stick together. The two stood close together, grasping each other's wrists, competing with each other, Kiryu loudly roared, trying his best to twist Ryōhachi's hand to his chest, but Ryōhachi was also very fierce, stubbornly holding still.

  The ghost dragon let out a loud roar, and with a swift movement of his foot, he pulled Liang Ba's body into a spin. The ghost dragon took advantage of the momentary distraction to release both hands, and with a bear hug, he wrapped his arms around Liang Ba's waist. The ghost dragon's move was cleverly executed, as his arms encircled Liang Ba's elbows, rendering him unable to lift his hands. If the ghost dragon had not used this move at the right moment, Liang Ba would have taken advantage of the close proximity to flip over and snatch the token from the ghost dragon's waist. The ghost dragon let out a series of fierce roars, his arms bulging with veins as he lifted Liang Ba half an inch off the ground, his fingers already touching the token on Liang Ba's waist.

  Liángbā knew that victory or defeat was just a hair's breadth away, and suddenly his body shook violently, and he suddenly became half a circle thinner. Taking advantage of this opportunity, his body slipped down, and in an instant, he fell from the ghost dragon's bear hug by half an inch. The ghost dragon was only one finger away from being able to take Liángbā's number plate, but seeing Liángbā suddenly use this trick, knew that he was finished, and had fallen into Liángbā's trap. He hurriedly tried to loosen his double arms.

  Liāng Bā's body dropped down half an inch, and his elbow was already able to move. Before Guī Lóng could fully extend his arms, Liāng Bā raised his shoulder, using his upper arm to pin Guī Lóng's arm in place. One hand circled around to the back, and with a swift motion, he had already grabbed the number plate from behind Guī Lóng's waist. As soon as Liāng Bā grasped the number plate, his body rolled onto the ground, loosening the ropes on his ankles. Half-kneeling on the ground, he lifted his head to give Guī Lóng a cold, mocking smile: "Hmph! Woodcutter! You think you're strong and your moves are accurate, so I'm done for? I've been waiting for this move all along! Hmph! I won!"

  "Guī Lóng wā wā dà jiào: 'nǐ yíngle nǐ yíngle, dàn lǎo zǐ xiàn zài yào zǎi le nǐ!' shuō zhè jiù yào pū shàng."

  Translation:

  "The Ghost Dragon roared loudly: 'You win! You win! But I'm going to slaughter you now!' and then pounced forward."

  Liang Ba scolded: "Can you still let him kill people?"

  Liáng Bā's hands shone brightly, and a circular disk suddenly appeared from behind him. With a "click", it was inserted into the chest of the ghost dragon that was pouncing on him. The ghost dragon's two large hands were about to grab Liáng Bā's neck when he suddenly felt a heat in his chest. He lowered his head to look and saw a shiny wind-water disk, half of its edge already inserted into his own chest, with blood flowing out. Using a wind-water disk as a murder weapon was probably something only these great thieves could think of.

  The ghost dragon's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he grunted: "Good!" His arm went limp, and although his hands were still tightly grasping Liang Ba's neck, the man was already standing dead.

  Liang Ba kicked the ghost dragon to the ground, took advantage of the situation and pulled out the wind-water plate in his hand, snorted: "You were the first to make a killer move, you are not benevolent, I am not righteous! Don't blame me!" Liang Ba shook his hand, using the wind-water plate to cut off the rope on his foot, walked to the ghost dragon's face, kicked him twice. The ghost dragon had long been dead, with his eyes open, his facial features twisted, his hands raised high, his five fingers spread apart, he must have died extremely unwillingly.

  Liāng Bā squatted down, wiping the wind-water plate clean on Guī Lóng's clothes. He then stood up and put the wind-water plate into his black canvas backpack. Liāng Bā held Guī Lóng's twelfth number plate in his hand, made a fist to the surroundings, and shouted loudly: "To all friends hiding in the dark watching the show, thank you for not coming out to disturb! Everyone saw it, it wasn't me who wanted to kill Guī Lóng, but he was the first to move with murderous intent. To protect myself, I had no choice but to take action! Don't blame me! Please bear witness for me! I'm Liāng Bā from Kāifēng, as long as people don't offend me, I won't offend them. Fair competition in thieving skills, Liāng Bā will not refuse, but if anyone wants to play some underhanded tricks, the outcome will be like Guī Lóng! Thank you!"

  Liang Ba put the Ghost Dragon's token into his bosom, jumped down from the big rock, and after a slight sway of his body, he disappeared without a trace behind the big rock.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié looked on with a shocked and frightened heart, the last fierce battle just now seemed to be very long, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye, not even half as long as Liang Ba's speech to everyone. The eighteen people had just entered the cave for a moment when one of the ghost dragons died, this Huǒ Mén Luàn Dào Zhī Guān (Fire Gate Chaotic Thieves' Pass) was indeed a matter of life and death, not allowing any carelessness or arrogance.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Yè no longer dared to stay in the small cave, and just thinking about the scene where Jiǎ Dīng Yǐ stole his number plate earlier made him feel that taking his life was easier than killing a small chicken. Huǒ Xiǎo Yè crawled out of the small cave, and outside, due to the two fire basins lit by Guǐ Lóng and Liàng Bā, it was no longer pitch black, and he could vaguely see the terrain. Huǒ Xiǎo Yè carried a tiny bit of caution, stuck close to the giant stone in the cave, and slowly walked towards the dark area below.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié slowly moved forward, walking until he reached a slightly more open area before stopping and crouching down to examine the surroundings carefully. In front of him was a high platform with a large fire basin on it, and next to the fire basin was a small stone hut about half a person's height, which seemed to be piled up with bedding. Huǒ Xiǎo Xié thought to himself, who would dare to come to such an open place to eat, isn't that just asking for death?

  Huǒ Xiǎo Yé retreated a few steps, then picked up the narrow path and continued forward. Huǒ Xiǎo Yé didn't have a clear direction in mind, he just wanted to quickly get to a place inside the cave where he couldn't see the firelight.

  Huo Xiao Xie had not walked far when he suddenly felt a chill on his body, as if a mouse was scurrying around on him. Huo Xiao Xie slapped at it but missed, and before he could put his hand down, he felt another chill in his crotch, and the "mouse" had burrowed into his pants and run circles inside.

  Huǒ xiǎo xié mèn hēng yī shēng, sì xià luàn zhuā, kě shén me dōu méi yǒu zhuā dào. Shēn xià yǒu rén yī le yī shēng, dī shēng mà dào: "Xiǎo zǐ, nǐ de hào pái ne?"

  Huoxiao Ye knew that someone had just stolen his number plate, and he was so angry that his ears were red. He looked down and saw a figure slipping out from under his feet, hiding behind a stone three steps away. At first glance, it seemed like the person was squatting, but upon closer inspection, Huoxiao Ye realized that he was actually standing up straight. The person was none other than the little dwarf, the sixth Red Little Clown. The Red Little Clown looked at Huoxiao Ye with an air of mystery and asked in a shrill voice, "Did you hide your number plate or has it already been stolen by someone?"

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié's pants were cut open from the crotch to the back, and upon further inspection, he found that his upper body had been slashed open from the back to the chest with three large gashes. His clothes were now unwearable. Huǒ Xiǎo Xié cursed loudly: "You little runt! If you wanted to steal, why did you have to slash my pants to shreds?" Huǒ Xiǎo Xié was already seething with anger, and encountering this humiliating situation, he couldn't help but let out a loud shout that echoed throughout the cave.

  The little red clown frowned and said in a shrill voice: "What's the point of shouting so loudly!"

  Huo Xiao Ya Da cursed: "My number plate has been gone for a long time! Give me yours!" As he spoke, he rushed towards Hong Xiao Jiu.

  The little clown let out a loud guffaw and jumped back several steps, shouting in a shrill voice: "If you've lost your number plate, get out early! You little brat, how did you sneak in? I thought you were someone important, but it turns out you're just a waste product! Hehe!"

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié's anger soared to new heights, and he wanted to rush forward and fight Red Xiaochou to the death. However, Red Xiaochou didn't even bother to acknowledge Huǒ Xiǎo Xié, and with a flick of his body, he leaped into the darkness, disappearing with a faint rustling sound.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié knew he couldn't catch up, and feeling both hatred and anger, he disregarded everything and climbed up to the high platform where the fire basin and bedding were placed. Standing on the platform, he loudly cursed: "I am Huǒ Xiǎo Xié, who dares come up and try me!"

  The echoes in the cave were endless, but there was no one responding to him.

  The little devil ran to the side of the fire pit, found two flints, rubbed them together to produce sparks, and lit the fire pit. The bright flames illuminated the entire high platform.

  Huǒ Xiǎo Xié stood by the fire basin and continued to shout loudly: "I am Huǒ Xiǎo Xié, those who want to try can come up!"

  Someone sneered in the darkness: "Stupid kid, what are you comparing with? Your pants can be cut off by others, and you're still showing off here! Get out early! Hehe!"