A whistle sounded.
From the residential houses on both sides of the long street, a few men in black jumped down, rushed into the middle of the team of rich and powerful children, and dispersed the team of dudes in an instant. After all, the members of Qi Nian's team were spies who had been working for many years, and they acted well. They just greeted the opponent's horse, and all the teenagers got off their horses one after another.
But what surprised Fan Xian and his party was that these teenagers didn't fall to the ground, but stood on the ground in some embarrassment. It seems that the military education of the next generation in the Duke's Mansion is quite effective.
"Fuck you! Cut 'em!"
The young man in the lead was only about fourteen years old, but his eyes were full of fierceness. He saw that there were suddenly a few more people in the other party, but he was not afraid at all. These teenagers have been rampant in the capital for a long time, so why are they afraid of people coming? With a knife in his hand, he slashed at the nearest man in black, the knife was extremely sinister and vicious.
This Fan Xian's subordinate knew the honorable status of these young men, and when he saw the opponent's chest and abdomen wide open, he didn't dare to pass the knife over for a while—the opponent was so young, why did he use this kind of attack? —He turned sideways, but his left shoulder felt cold and was cut with a bloody gash.
The young man laughed arrogantly: "These people know our identities, so they don't dare to make any noise. Brothers, let's kill as much as we want!"
There are so many of these teenagers that even elephants can't help being entangled by ants, not to mention that these people in the Qi Nian team know each other's identities, so it's not convenient to hit hard, but the teenagers are used to running around on the streets, and they know the court For the sake of their grandfathers, these people didn't dare to kill themselves at all, so they took this opportunity to use the method of killing each other, and they were quite capable, so the Qi Nian team was in a hurry!
Although some teenagers were knocked out by the Qi Nian team and fell to the ground, the two sides were basically in balance.
The sound of swords and swords choked and rang out on the night-shrouded long street, and the servants who were holding on to the torches also approached, with a faint light on their faces, with contemptuous expressions on their faces, and they were not worried at all.
Fan Xian in the carriage watched this scene, his face gradually darkened. He knew that the Qi Nian team, as his personal bodyguards, was not as strong as the tiger guards of Gundam, but it was still more than enough to deal with these powerful young men. It's just that these officials of the Overwatch Council have served the imperial court for a long time after all, and they are a little bit reluctant to let go of these "knight-errants" who are dealing with these shitty days.
Although they knew that their subordinates were afraid of causing trouble for themselves, even if the Qi Nian team tried their best to die, it was impossible for these teenagers to really move a finger of themselves, but seeing their cronies be so useless, and those teenagers Being so arrogant, he still feels very uncomfortable in his heart, just like how useless he felt when Milan was overthrown by Liverpool in his previous life!
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"Bullshit!" Fan Xian got off the carriage and cursed angrily. His voice was mixed with his now extremely domineering true energy, which spread throughout the battlefield on the long street.
The war group that had been divided into several places was temporarily stopped by this drink, and the members of the Qi Nian team took advantage of this opportunity to retreat to the side of the carriage. But when they met on the first day of the new year, two people had already died, and blood flowed from their bodies. On the one hand, the Qi Nian team didn't dare to attack too hard, on the other hand, it was also because the teenagers attacked too hard, they were actually stabbing at the deadly place with knives!
Fan Xian looked at his subordinates with a sense of insignificance on his face: "When you were fighting with the Northern Qi people, why didn't you see you being so useless?"
The subordinates lowered their heads in shame, their chests kept heaving, and they were so unconvinced, thinking how could these little bastards be their opponents, but... Damn, these little bastards are too ruthless, and it is impossible for me to really kill these little bastards. The grandsons of the Duke of China slaughtered them with their own hands, so naturally they would suffer in a fight.
Deng Ziyue also got out of the carriage at this time, with a livid face, he looked at the young man who was getting closer and closer. Those teenagers were laughing arrogantly, holding bloody straight knives, looking at these people around the carriage like looking at a chicken that was about to be killed.
"My lord, the other party's status is a bit... Please rest assured, we will be able to handle it well." Deng Ziyue looked at Fan Xian's increasingly ugly face, and explained in a deep voice.
Fan Xian laughed back angrily, "What identity is it? I only know that they are a group of thieves blocking the way, and they even caused me to be injured. If they spread the word, they will not be laughed to death!"
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"Hey, boy, what are you talking about?" The leading young man had already rode close to the carriage, and the hostility between his brows became more obvious, "Hand over the girl in your carriage, and let you useless people My subordinate has broken an arm, so I will let you go today."
Fan Xian glanced at him, then turned his head again.
The powerful young man said gloomily, "You little boy! What about you! Hand him over quickly! How dare you go against Baoyue Tower? How do you want to die? Would you like to try our newly invented torture with a giant stick?"
These words obviously contained obscene and insulting meanings, and the arrogant teenagers laughed in unison.
Fan Xian ignored the exclamation in the young man's mouth, squinted at his subordinates, and continued, "As long as you are an enemy, you must be ruthless in your strikes, no matter if it is an enemy outside or inside, is this the truth? You haven't learned it before? Do you think it's easy to follow me, so you give it all back to the old cripple?"
Seeing that the young man in front of the carriage ignored his questioning, the powerful young man was so angry that he was furious. He completely forgot what Baoyuelou had explained, and swearing at Fan Xian with a whip. pulled over his head.
There was still some distance between the two, and the whip was only a few feet long, so it couldn't hit Fan Xian's head anyway, so it was probably just a threatening gesture.
The shadow of the whip flashed in Fan Xian's eyes, and a icy color flashed, and then he raised his left hand.
Ah, a scream pierced the night sky!
The horsewhip of the powerful young man had already fallen to the ground, and he hugged his wrist, howling in pain. A black crossbow shot out like a ghost, piercing his palm!
Blood dripped down the boy's palm, and the surrounding boys were dumbfounded, my God! The other party dared to use crossbow arrows! The other party dared to shoot himself with a crossbow arrow! Doesn't he know the identities of these people
Although these youngsters do evil things on weekdays, and their subordinates have killed people before, they lack due respect for life, which can be said to be cold-natured, but it is the first time that someone dares to hurt themselves with such a deadly weapon. Inevitably, in addition to being astonished, a little tyrannical air was born.
At this moment, the crowd looked at Fan Xian in an extremely strange way, as if they were looking at a dead person.
"My lord!" Deng Ziyue was also startled, for fear that Master Tisi would get angry and kill all these little bastards in the arena! If such an outrageous incident really happened, for the sake of the stability of the Qing court and the military, no matter how much the chief minister received the favor, there would be no good end!
Fan Xian slowly withdrew his left hand, released his fingers from the spring, and glanced at the surrounding youths, but did not answer Deng Ziyue's words. Flicking his faint eyes over the faces of these teenagers, he found that these people were really young, the youngest was only about ten years old, and there was cruelty in their immature faces. Although they were cruel, they were still just children after all. !
No wonder the people from the Qi Nian team were so slow to act just now—he took a deep breath, forced to suppress the anger in his chest, squinted his eyes, and said to the powerful teenagers in front of him: "The one who blocks the way dies, who of you wants to stand in the way?" The little arm of the praying mantis in front of the car?"
His eerie black crossbow arrows only temporarily shocked the minds of these lawless teenagers, but after a few breaths of time, the look of fear in the eyes of those teenagers began to be covered up by the bold and violent look again. The powerful young man who was hit by the arrow howled, crying: "What are you waiting for, kill them for me! Kill them all, pull Cangshan to fill the hole!"
"Have you ever killed someone?" Fan Xian suddenly tilted his head and asked with great interest.
After the powerful young man was stunned, he cried out in a high voice, "I'll kill a bastard like you every day!"
During the conversation between the two, those teenagers had already rushed up, their faces full of excitement and blood. Fan Xian waved his hand to stop his subordinates from drawing their knives to kill.
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Amidst the shouting, Fan Xianqi stretched out his right hand extremely quickly, and strangled the wrist of the young man who was facing him with the knife. With a loud click, the young man's wrist bone was crushed, and he howled and clutched his wrist, fell to the ground.
Turning to one side, retreated into the arms of the other boy, put his hand skillfully on the other's forearm, using his shoulder as the fulcrum, and pressed down! With a crisp creak, like a red lotus root dipped in syrup, this weak little arm was never broken!
A beautiful roundabout kick, but the leg was lowered a foot in an extremely insidious manner, and it just swept across the waist of a young man who was rushing towards him with a sinister face. And Fei's teenager will have to lie at home for at least a few months.
He took a step forward, raised his left hand, and slashed at the neck of the attacker. The man fell straight down without making a muffled groan.
Fan Xian was like a wandering spirit walking among these wolf-like and fierce-faced teenagers, and every now and then he would make one of them lie down, and on the long street, one could only hear one after another. The sound of broken bones, rattling rattling...
The contemptuous and shameless yelling and cursing of many young people has disappeared, and an atmosphere of fear gradually spread outward as more and more people poured out in the field. A few teenagers in the outermost circle have already started to sneak towards the long street. Slip away at the end.
Click, click, click, click!
It seems to be playing watch, there is no King of Hades in this world, but the teenagers still feel that the sound of these fractures is like a life-threatening imp beating the watch drum ruthlessly and indifferently.
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The Qi Nian team, including Deng Ziyue, stared at the field with wide eyes, full of admiration and admiration.
Although people like myself can also repel these young men, they are definitely not as clean and neat as he is, and his strikes are ruthless and accurate, which can make it difficult for the other party to seriously injure, but will not kill the other party.
Shi Chanli was blindfolded and shook his head repeatedly, unable to bear to watch this scene, but Miss Sang Wen bit her lower lip and was very excited when she saw Fan Tesi's calm attack. She knew what these teenagers had done, knew These teenagers don't know how many people in Kyoto have suffered.
It seemed like a long time, but in fact it was only a moment. Except for those teenagers who escaped, Fan Xian used severe methods to break their bones and lay down on the street miserably. up.
Fan Xian looked at the bloodied teenagers at their feet who were holding their severed limbs and couldn't stand up anymore, and rubbed the wrists that had just moved with some relief. It seems that the human body structure that I learned from Mr. Fei when I was a child has not been completely abandoned.
Then he confessed to Deng Ziyue very seriously: "In the future, in this situation, don't let me take action again... I really can't afford to lose this person."
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He walked up to the powerful young man who seemed to be the leader, and asked with a gentle smile, "Whose family do you belong to?"
This boy is really ruthless! He was still wearing a crossbow arrow in his hand, and seeing Fan Xian's sinister methods, he didn't even blink his eyes, but said viciously: "If you have the guts, kill me! Otherwise, you can just wait for the whole family to be executed!"
Fan Xian smiled and shook his fingers: "First, I won't kill you. Second, you can't say things like copying and beheading all over the house. Only His Majesty is qualified to say such things. If you say such things next time , maybe your house might be ransacked."
He was not interested in asking this rich and powerful boy with a grumpy face, and waved his hand to signal the driver to bring the carriage over.
At this time, the servants who were lighting torches in the street, cheering for their little masters, and chatting as numb spectators came tremblingly. Seeing this scene, these servants dare not do anything to this carriage. They just found their master among the many wounded, and looked at the unmarked carriage slowly passing by with eyes like a big black dog. carriage.
At this time, Fan Xian and his party had already boarded the carriage, and the two injured subordinates disappeared into the night in shame. On the carriage, Fan Xian rested his eyes with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't made a move just now. Seeing his silence, the others in the carriage naturally didn't dare to speak.
Suddenly, Fan Xian opened his eyes and said softly, "This is weird. How could you order these blood-eating little bastards for a brothel?"
Deng Ziyue asked: "You have injured so many young men from the Duke's family, do you want to prepare, after all, you can't hide your identity from many people."
Fan Xian glanced at him and said, "A group of down-and-out dukes, it's unnecessary to take care of them, the key is the people behind them."
Deng Ziyue asked in a deep voice, "What should we do next?"
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Tomorrow...you go to Baoyue Tower and get back the ten thousand taels of silver."