Chapter 52 The sword comes out of Beimang
The spring rain is continuous and pattering.
The distant visitor, wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head and a long knife on his back, stepped into the deserted street of the town in the mist and rain.
It would be wrong to say there was no one... The long street was deserted. There was an old beggar at the corner, huddled under the eaves to take shelter from the rain.
The eaves of the roof could not block the falling spring rain, and the thin quilt covering the beggar's body was already wet. He shrank and shrank, looking very pitiful.
The visitor walked up to him, sighed, lowered his head and dropped a few coins.
"Thank you, thank you..." The old beggar trembled with his thin old hands as he picked it up.
The moment he received the copper plate, a wrist blade suddenly popped out of the old beggar's sleeve and stabbed straight into the visitor's abdomen!
The rivers and lakes are full of mist and rain, and murderous intent is everywhere.
However, at the same time that the wrist blade appeared, the copper plate in the visitor's hand flicked, and with a "stretch" sound, it was inserted into the old beggar's forehead.
The wrist blade lost its power, and the visitor grabbed his wrist lightly. When he looked at the old beggar again, there was a **** hole between his eyebrows, and he was already dead.
“You’re anxious too… The mud on your face is a temporary smear, not caused by not washing your face for a long time. You can still see it if you are careful…” The visitor sighed, turned and left.
The spring rain is still falling, washing away the blood stains, and the long street is still deserted. No one knows what just happened here.
There seemed to be wine flags flying at the end of the long street, and the rain hit the lanterns, making them creak and sway. The guests were standing outside the door, and they could hear the noisy sound of drinking glasses. Many drinkers were taking shelter from the rain and drinking inside, making it very lively.
“Have you heard about it? A ruthless person has appeared in the world recently.”
“There are many ruthless people in the world, which one are you referring to?”
“Hey, needless to say, I’m also referring to Qianlong Jiuyi, Zhao Changhe! Who else is more popular than him these days?”
The guest twitched his lips.
This time the verdict was...
No, there is a verdict.
But why can’t I get along with this ranking? It’s either 250 or 91. Mr. Zhao, who wrote this crappy book! How many years do I need to be sentenced?
However, it felt very good to hear someone talking about himself. Zhao Changhe pushed the door open and said, "Shopkeeper, do you have a seat? Let's have a hero set meal... Oh, two jiao wine and a plate of cooked beef. By the way, let's do it again. Two pounds of wine, packed in gourds."
“Okay, sir, please sit down for a moment.”
The drinkers who were chatting glanced at a young man with a clean shave, who looked very majestic. With a sunny and refreshing smile and a scar on his face, not only did he not ruin his image, but he looked a little cool. At this time, he was a little embarrassed because of the rain. He looked quite lively as he jumped on his feet and hugged his raincoat. Everyone glanced at him and continued talking without taking a closer look.
“Speaking of which, Zhao Changhe is really a ruthless person. He killed the young master of the Luo family when he was in the Luo family, and the branch leader of the Blood God cult was killed by the hybrid cult. He is a rebellious person by nature and a demon seed.”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Thought you were talking about Lao Tzu's heroic feat of killing a fourth-level warrior with a triple kill. It's rare for the Book of Troubled Times to give him face, so can't you see the "powerful killing" he used? I was given a verdict that lasted for nine days, can’t you see it?
What are you talking about!
"Yes, if this kind of person is not a ruthless person, what else can be ruthless? Now there is a wanted order, the right way is not tolerated, and he has rebelled against the devil's sect, and the devil's sect's death orders are also issued all over the world. How many days can this person live?"
"The Demon Cult should be more generous. The bounty is actually a thousand taels of gold! What is that from the imperial court? The reward of one hundred taels of silver has not been touched for several months and is not taken seriously at all. I went to the city yesterday and there was a sign posted on the city gate. The wanted posters have all been wiped out by the rain, and no one has replaced one. I want to see what Zhao Changhe looks like but can’t find it.”
“So it’s actually not that difficult, right? In other words, the Demon Cult’s pursuit is more difficult, and the government and the righteous side don’t pay much attention to it?”
"How can it be that simple? The bounty of the Demon Cult is so high, and there are so many people who come here just for money. How many killers and bounty hunters are there in the world? I heard people say that there are people in Xuelou who want to take action."
“Assassin’s first floor?”
"yes…"
"Then he may wish himself well, but he must not lose sight of his whereabouts."
“Why do you seem to care about him?”
"Hey, haven't you heard? This idiot has a crush on Yue Hongling. When he was the owner of the cottage, even his wife looked for someone who looked similar to Yue Hongling. The result was pitiful. He even lost the fake and ran away. Is there any? I feel suddenly grounded and kissable..."
"Come on, you can dream better than him." Everyone burst into laughter: "Don't mention it, he seems to be the only one on the Qianlong list who is so embarrassed. None of the others are lofty and unattainable. ?"Yes, I would probably buy him a drink in front of him and ask him what it felt like to be dumped by Mrs. Yazhai, hahaha..."
"Don't let this man die too early. I still want to have fun. When will Yue Hongling see him? Hahaha..."
The wine shop was filled with happy air, and the veins on Zhao Changhe's forehead twitched.
Thank you very much for your concern.
Where are my heroic achievements? Where is my power cut? Where is my verdict? I finally pretended to be cool?
You guys can’t just focus on the key points and talk about business!
By the way, who just called me a fool? Didn't pay attention for a moment...
The waiter brought the wine and food over and said with a smile: "Guest, your wine gourd is a bit old. We also sell wine bags, made of cowhide! Do you want to change it?"
Zhao Changhe glanced at the old gourd, smiled slightly, ignored the words, and asked nonchalantly: "Hey, is it not illegal to kill a cow?"
The waiter said "hiss": "We are old cows. We have been reported to the government, so don't talk nonsense."
"Die of old age?" Zhao Changhe picked up a piece of beef and smiled more playfully: "But why do I think...it was poisoned to death?"
The waiter's expression suddenly changed, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.
Before he could insert it, the chopsticks in Zhao Changhe's hand were heavily inserted into his palm and nailed to the table.
The waiter's earth-shattering screams frightened the entire restaurant into silence. Everyone looked at the place in shock, at a loss.
"As expected of a gangster, he is well versed in all kinds of things." The shopkeeper slowly walked out from behind the counter, shook his head and sighed: "As expected of Qianlong Ninety-One, he has such fast hands."
People stayed there for a long time without daring to say anything.
Hunter Qianlong Ninety-One? Isn’t he the protagonist everyone was talking about just now? We talked about it for a long time, and they just sat on the sidelines and listened!
The one who just scolded him for being stupid had already run away secretly, and the one who said he had chopped off Zhao Changhe's head with a knife covered his crotch and disappeared in a flash.
I thought he was a lively young man before, but now he pinned the waiter's palm to the table with chopsticks, and the waiter screamed, looking like a terrifying monster.
Zhao Changhe grabbed the chopsticks with one hand and said leisurely: "Actually, I don't understand your kind of world at all. It's just that I was assassinated outside just now, so I was extra cautious and bluffed this little second brother. Unexpectedly, it was actually a scam..."
The waiter was so painful that he was sweating all over his head: "Help, help me..."
"唰!"" The light of the knife flashed, and the shopkeeper's knife cut off the waiter's hand: "Trash!"
The waiter rolled to the side, holding his broken arm and wailing. He looked at the shopkeeper with a look of gratitude or hatred.
"Tingxuelou?" Zhao Changhe said lightly: "A bit cruel."
"It's not as good as Mr. Zhao's knife that chopped the boss's backbone." The shopkeeper dusted off his clothes and said seriously: "Listen to Xuelou Yu Zhuifeng, please give me Mr. Zhao's advice..."
Before he finished his pretentious posture, a steel knife was already slashed at his head and face: "An assassin who is engaged in assassination is still here playing the role of a gentleman and a martial artist, and he is acting like a fool! Die!"
The shopkeeper never expected that this guy who was just sitting and talking and laughing and seemed to be very calm would suddenly get angry without any sense of martial ethics. What's more, he didn't expect that his sword was so fast. His hand didn't even move, and the sword light was already approaching!
He was caught off guard and dodged so fast that the poisonous needles under his clothes fell to the ground.
Sure enough, dusting the corners of your clothes in a pretentious manner is not a good thing, Zhao Changhe is still very alert.
A gentleman’s martial virtues?
Never play with these people.
The shopkeeper lost the opportunity and clumsily dodged the waves of Zhao Changhe's swords. He shouted angrily: "Zhao Changhe, you are wanted by evil and evil. There is no place for you in the world. Now you have to kill him again." I heard that Xuelou will offend you to death! Why not make a good relationship and keep him as your queen..."
Without saying a word, Zhao Changhe caught up with him and cut the shopkeeper's neck directly: "You talk a lot of bullshit!"
“…” The shopkeeper didn’t even finish his words, he fell to the ground in disbelief.
The waiter held his broken arm and shrank back in horror. Zhao Changhe pointed his sword in the distance and sneered: "Zhao Changhe came out of Beimang with his sword and wants to test the world. If all the heroes in the world are like you and others, I will be really disappointed!"
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