"Get out of the way, they kill people without blinking an eye." After the surprise at the beginning, the Fu sisters quickly returned to their senses. They had witnessed these men in black killing in the Koryo Hotel before, but now there is no one around, only one of them. Brother Southern Song Dynasty, if they kill them, they will kill them, and they will not have any scruples at all.
The person who came was naturally Song Qingshu. Hearing the words of the two sisters, I thought that they were fierce on the surface, but kind-hearted in their hearts. It's a pity that the two girls were seriously injured in Dongying Hotel before, otherwise, with their martial arts, they would not be able to fight. It would not be so easy for the Koryo Hotel to be bloodbathed, and he himself was captured alive.
Of course he would not retreat, looking at the crowd of men in black, he said lightly, "Let them go." The crowd of men in black seemed to be smaller than when he saw it from a distance, and there was no figure of the Crown Prince Gaoli inside. There should be a division of troops. Some people took the Fu sisters to run in this direction, while others took the Crown Prince Gaoli to leave in another direction.
"I recognize you. You are the wimp who used money to buy your opponents to get promoted in the daytime. How much money are you going to use to buy us now?" Someone recognized him, pointed at him and laughed.
The companions all echoed: "We are not like that Yellow River gang leader who has never seen money. You will bleed a lot this time."
"If the money is enough, we can consider saving your life."
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Seeing the triumphant looks of these people, Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "The Central Plains is a little red, come out to work!"
Before he went to Wang Baobao's place, he deliberately shook off the other party, and then went to the Koryo Hotel to check. It should be that the fire here was alarming, and Zhongyuan Dianhong also came here, just passing by. Song Qingshu noticed his breath, so he decided to call he.
Zhongyuan Dianhong is also very depressed at this time. He is the most powerful killer in the south of the Yangtze River. This time, he was sent to protect a son. Protection is nothing more than that. Although he is not very good at it, it is not too difficult to protect a dude.
But this guy just disappears at every turn. The killer is good at stealth tracking. As the number one killer, he is a leader in this field. But no matter how hard he tries, he still can't find the target.
Usually it takes a while to finally find it, but Zhongyuan Yidianhong is in a trance, always feeling that the other party appeared on purpose to let him find it.
It's like this again this time, as soon as I left the Southern Song Dynasty Pavilion, I lost my time in the blink of an eye.
After seeing the trace of the other party, and finally met again, the other party actually asked him to make a move.
Are you so sure that I'm by your side? Zhongyuan Dianhong was so suffocated that she felt an urge to let go, wanting to see what kind of expression the target of protection would have.
But this kind of thought can only be thought about, he has never missed a mission before, although this mission is not to kill, but he is not willing to spoil his reputation.
When the group of men in black heard Song Qingshu's words, they couldn't help being stunned, wondering what a little red in the Central Plains was, and a name, but how could there be such a long name
It was this dazed kung fu, only a red light flashed, and there was a red bloodstain between the brows of the group of men in black, and the sword energy entered their brains one by one, and they seemed to be dead.
Song Qingshu hurried over to help the Fu sisters up: "Are you all right?"
"If you come later, you won't be able to see me." After all, Fu Junyu is young. He has experienced too many things today and has been frightened. At this moment, he finally relaxes. The panic and fear in his heart burst out in an instant. The other party cried in his arms.
"It's okay, it's okay." Song Qingshu gently patted her shoulder to comfort her, and subconsciously wanted to hug Fu Junmao to comfort her, but she rolled her eyes back.
"This is such a fast sword, such a ruthless sword." After all, Fu Junmao is older, and she is not as emotionally out of control as her younger sister. At this moment, all her attention is on Zhongyuan Yidianhong. Several astonishing wounds were also bleeding.
Zhongyuan Dianhong's sword is very fast, but these men in black are also first-class masters. Although the incident happened suddenly, he still suffered serious injuries from the counterattack before he died.
Song Qingshu also turned around and threw him a porcelain bottle: "Here is the best medicine for golden sores, you can treat the wound yourself."
Zhongyuan Dianhong was a bit disgusted at first, but when he opened the porcelain bottle and smelled it, his expression changed: "Tian Qisha is so courageous, why do you have the elixir of Peach Blossom Island?"
Song Qingshu didn't answer his question, but said another way: "Do you always trade your life for your life like this?"
Zhongyuan Yidianhong replied coldly: "It's not life for life, but injury for life."
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, Zhongyuan Dianhong's sword is very fast, but no matter how fast it is, it has its limit. Looking at the whole world, he is considered a master, but he is far from the master level.
The character is still a lot worse, and even strictly speaking, his martial arts is still a bit worse than some first-class masters, but his sword is a sword for killing people, and what he is best at is killing people, unless the masters above the master level use their skills to cultivate. If other people meet him, even if their martial arts are higher than his, they will surely die at his hands in the end.
"If you trade your injuries for your life like this, it's fine when you're young, but when you get older, you will be plagued by injuries and your lifespan will be shorter than ordinary people." Song Qingshu was thinking about his talent for using swords, when would he be able to teach him something truly superior? Swordsmanship.
"It's not certain whether the killer can live until tomorrow, so he only thinks about the present, not the future." Zhongyuan Dianhong left a sentence coolly, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
Fu Junyu wiped away his tears, looked at the direction where he disappeared and couldn't help sighing: "Your friend is very handsome."
Song Qingshu looked depressed: "I saved you, am I not handsome?"
Fu Junyu rolled his eyes: "Obviously they saved us."
Song Qingshu snorted: "Without my order, he wouldn't even blink if you were wheeled."
"The surname is Jia!" Fu Junyu immediately became angry, and even Fu Junmei who was beside him looked at him angrily.
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassingly: "I'm just making an analogy, just an analogy."
"You two stop fighting, let's go and save the prince." Fu Junmao took back her long sword from the man in black.
Song Qingshu frowned: "You are seriously injured, how can you save others? My friend was also seriously injured, and he only has one life. I don't want him to pay for it."
Zhongyuan Dianhong, who was hiding in the dark and applying the golden sore medicine, had a tinge of warmth in his cold heart, thinking that this guy still has a conscience, and he didn't forget his righteousness.
Fu Junmao cupped his hands: "He is the crown prince of our Koryo, we must save him, even at the expense of our lives, let's leave now, the young master's life-saving grace can only be repaid in the next life."
After speaking, he pulled Fu Junyu and was about to leave, but Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to stop them.
Sensing that her chest was not far away from the opponent's hand, Fu Junmao blushed slightly, and hurriedly took a step back: "My lord, what do you mean?"
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I just want to ask, how do you plan to repay me in the next life?"