The two of them stared blankly at the cookies in front of them, clearly astonished by what I had said. I urged, "Hurry up, there's no time."
Xiang Yu hesitated for a moment, then picked up a biscuit and took a bite. Er Sha, without a second thought, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. A few seconds later, Xiang Yu suddenly stood up abruptly, much to everyone's surprise and delight. Er Sha then jumped to the center of the room. I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Remember, 10 minutes."
Xiang Yu snorted and said, "Ten seconds is enough!"
Wu Sangui asked, "What about us?" He saw that I had packed two more biscuits, and it seemed that he also wanted to join the battle.
"We can only leave it to fate." It's not that I'm stingy; of the remaining two cookies, one is a copy of Zhao Bailian's, and the other is blank. Given Zhao Bailian's physique, eating the cookie that copied him would probably make him less agile than he is now. And the blank cookie would be a waste for anyone who ate it at this moment—if they copied their poisoned self, wouldn't they end up like this?
By now, the foreigner was almost at the door. Xiang Yu lifted Liu Bang, who was lying on the ground, and placed him on a seat, rubbing his hands together, waiting for the foreigner to come in and cause trouble.
Wu Sangui said, "You'd better lie in ambush first, and only make your move after all four of them have come in—they're armed!" This was precisely my main reason for having Liu Bang close the gate. If we didn't let them gather together before attacking, they might have the opportunity to draw their guns and help each other. These men aren't particularly skilled, but they react very quickly.
Xiang Yu nodded and stood casually behind the door, while Er Sha squatted listlessly in the corner by the door.
With a "click," the door was flung open, and the foreigner in front of us stood there with a disgruntled expression, staring at us and demanding, "Who closed the door?" He then glanced at Liu Bang, who was closest to the door.
Liu Bang spread his arms innocently and said, "I can't move, it's probably the wind blowing me."
Seeing that everything was calm inside, the foreigner slowly released his grip on the gun and walked in. Suddenly noticing that two people were missing from our table, he immediately put his hand back on the gun and shouted sharply, "Those two..."
Standing behind him, Xiang Yu spread his fingers, cupped the back of his head, and slammed him against the wall. With a thud, the foreigner slumped to the ground. His facial features were mischievously squeezed together, the resolution unbearably high. He seemed to know computers, though it was unclear if he could fix it—his face now resembled a cartoon character covered by a box. If a round-faced Korean had taken that hit, it wouldn't have been so bad, but this guy had a large European nose…
After the first foreigner was brutally assaulted, the guy behind him didn't react quickly enough. The idiot squatting at his feet grabbed his heel and pulled him down onto the threshold. Looking up, he saw a man staring intently at him, one eye scanning him while the other darted around in its socket. Terrified, before he could even scream, the idiot's fist slammed into his temple.
The third foreigner was even more unlucky. He saw his two companions disappear in a flash and then inexplicably lie on the ground. He peeked in without knowing what was going on, and Xiang Yu rudely squeezed his head through the door—Xiang Yu has been very unkind lately, always doing this.
Ersha, fearing Xiang Yu would take advantage and leave him with nothing, stretched out his arm and grabbed the last man's leg, slamming him to the ground. The man, now realizing what was happening, was so frightened he forgot to draw his gun and lay on the ground scratching wildly at the air like a madman. Xiang Yu looked at Ersha, Ersha looked at Xiang Yu, and at this moment, the two showed a willingness to yield, neither daring to make a move. Finally, seeing Xiang Yu's resolute intentions, Ersha stomped on the man's head a few times, knocking him unconscious—thus, the two famous Northeastern insults, "his head was squeezed by a door" and "his head was kicked by a donkey," both became reality.
The four foreigners were knocked unconscious, and the whole process indeed took less than 10 seconds.
Liu Bang assessed the situation and said, "Big guy, go find some rope and tie them up tightly. Then call those guys from Liangshan and ask them to come over. We need protection now."
Xiang Yu glared at him and said, "Who can touch me, Xiang Yu, now?" He waved his arm and said, "I feel stronger than usual. Xiao Qiang, what did you feed me?"
I said, "Brother Yu, let's do as Bangzi says for now. We only have 10 minutes. If these people wake up in 10 minutes, it will be troublesome." The biscuit's effect only lasts for 10 minutes, and this anesthetic will take at least two or three hours to wear off. If I wasn't worried that Xiang Yu wouldn't be able to handle it in time, I should have stored Ersha's biscuits away and not used them.
I checked my phone; it still had no signal. I said, "There must be a signal jammer in the car they drove here."
Xiang Yu sighed and said, "I'll go."
All we had to do was unplug the jammer and call the school, and victory would be ours. Liu Bang's idea was that since keeping four people alive was dangerous, we should just kill them, or kill three and leave only one alive. This terrible idea was almost unanimously approved; even Mulan didn't flinch. Only Li Shishi remained silent; I could tell she was mainly squeamish about blood, otherwise she would have agreed too. Zhang Bing, having been Yu Ji in her past life, was indifferent to life and death. In the end, if I hadn't strongly opposed it, this plan almost went through.
Xiang Yu opened the door and walked towards the carriage outside. He had just taken one step when a dark figure suddenly darted over with lightning speed, striking Xiang Yu in the chest with a loud thud, causing the imposing Xiang Yu to stumble back several steps. Xiang Yu roared, "Who's there?"
A stocky little bald man strolled in slowly: "Me."
We all exclaimed, "Kongkong'er?"
Kongkong'er said coldly, "Since you all know each other, why are you shouting—"
I retorted indignantly, "Nonsense, we saw you. What would the readers do if we didn't call out?"
Kongkong'er: "..."
Chapter Sixty-Five: Sword God Gai Nie
As Tian Dou said, Kong Kong'er was very skilled. He had previously fought Shi Qian, who lost badly, demonstrating his expertise in assassination and light-body techniques. However, he had a fatal weakness: a strong sense of pride, or, to put it more politely, "if he misses, he'll run away a thousand miles." Back then, when Nie Yinniang was working against him, she had a millstone (some say jade) wrapped around the neck of her target. Kong Kong'er, in the dark, stabbed at the millstone, realizing he had missed. Unaware that a woman was plotting against him, he assumed the target was wearing a cervical brace and hid. He intended to return for a counterattack, but Nie Yinniang was cunning. Knowing Kong Kong'er was eavesdropping from the rafters, she told others: "Kong Kong'er is my idol. He's very powerful. Like a proud eagle, if he fails once, he won't bother again. He must be thousands of miles away by now."
Upon hearing such a beautiful girl's assessment of him, Kongkong'er lost all face and immediately took a taxi a thousand miles away, keeping the toll receipt so he could use it to prove his greatness to Nie Yinniang later. But Nie Yinniang, like a cunning fox, fled far away after her scheme succeeded, never deigning to meet Kongkong'er again.
After that, Kongkong never saw the woman who had lied to him again.
The above excerpt is from "A Thousand Years of History: Volume 2, Chapter 37 - No Thieves Under Heaven". Some information is also taken from Kongkong'er's autobiographical novel "That Woman Is Really Bad" (Note: For real people or stories, please refer to official history - although Kongkong'er is also a fictional character).
Actually, I think that besides being flattered by girls, Kongkong'er had other troubles. Whether as a thief or an assassin, not turning back after a failed attack should be a professional habit. There are rules for everything, such as "drinking prostitutes far away and gambling nearby," and the principle of "double jeopardy" in international criminal law—this is probably something she learned from Kongkong'er.
Now, this legendary bald man, full of contradictions and philosophical thoughts, stands before us. I don't know if a brave general like Xiang Yu and a half-baked assassin like Ersha can handle him.
Kong Kong coldly glanced at the four foreigners on the ground and said to me, "I don't want to kill anyone, just give me the things."
I asked curiously, "What do you need those things for?"
Kongkong smiled faintly: "Sell it for money."
Xiang Yu roared, "You rat!" His massive fist whistled through the air as it hurtled towards Kong Kong'er's face. Kong Kong'er dodged to the side and instead punched Xiang Yu in the waist. Xiang Yu twisted behind him and threw another punch. Kong Kong'er, not expecting Xiang Yu to be so agile, let out a surprised "Eek!" I shouted, "Kong Kong'er, if you miss your first strike, why don't you run?"
Kong Kong landed lightly on the lawn outside the house and said to Xiang Yu, "Come out!"
I called out again, "Kezi, go help!"
Xiang Yu roared, "No need!" and leaped out to fight Kong Kong'er. We struggled to our feet and staggered outside. We saw Xiang Yu, his hair standing on end in fury, furiously attacking Kong Kong'er with his fists and feet whistling through the air. Kong Kong'er remained calm and collected, dodging left and right like a nimble monkey, sometimes leaping high into the air, and Xiang Yu couldn't hurt him at all.
While Ersha was busy, he couldn't find a rope, so he dragged the four foreigners to the doorway and lined them up, holding a small hammer in his hand. The fourth foreigner was the least injured and slowly recovered. Ersha then struck him on the head, and the man immediately passed out again. We couldn't help but shudder.
This battle between Xiang Yu and Kong Kong'er is somewhat absurd. While Xiang Yu was undoubtedly an unparalleled warrior in history, Kong Kong'er was far from foolish enough to engage him in a direct confrontation. Since their first exchange, two-thirds of his body was in the air, sometimes swooping down like an eagle, sometimes swirling like a butterfly. There wasn't a single physical contact, let alone a direct clash. This situation is reminiscent of Shi Qian's duel in the martial arts arena. Fortunately, Xiang Yu possessed both bravery and exquisite technique, and didn't suffer too much loss, but ultimately it was like a lion fighting a mosquito—he couldn't gain the upper hand.
Li Shishi leaned lazily against the door frame, glanced back at the wall clock in the room, and suddenly became anxious: "Oh no, five minutes have passed."
We only have 10 minutes. Normally, even if Kongkong's movements are incredibly unpredictable, with so many skilled players around us, we wouldn't be completely wiped out. But today, if we keep fighting like this, we're all doomed.
Li Shishi gently pushed Jing Ke on the back and said, "Brother Jing, go and turn off the signal jammer in their car."
Wu Sangui said, "It's too late. Even the Swift Traveler of Liangshan wouldn't be able to get here in 5 minutes."
Liu Bang said, "We can't worry about that now. Turn off the firewall and call the nearest police station for help."
After listening, Ersha calmly hammered the head of one of the foreigners whose hand twitched slightly, handed the hammer to Hua Mulan, and stood up to walk towards the foreigners' car.