The spring rain is continuous and drizzling.
The distant traveler, wearing a straw raincoat, a bamboo hat and carrying a long sword, walked into the deserted streets of the small town in the mist and rain.
It’s not quite right to say that there was no one there… The long street was cold and silent. On the corner of the street, there was an old beggar, huddled under the eaves to avoid the rain.
The eaves could not stop the falling spring rain, and the thin blanket covering the beggar was already wet. He shrank up and looked very pitiful.
The visitor walked up to him, sighed, lowered his head and dropped a few copper coins.
“Thank you, thank you…” The old beggar took it with trembling skinny hands.
At the moment of receiving the copper coin, a wrist blade suddenly popped out from the old beggar's sleeve and stabbed the visitor's lower abdomen!
The world of martial arts is filled with mist and danger.
However, just as the wrist blade appeared, the copper coin in the visitor's hand flicked and pierced into the old beggar's forehead with a "bang".
The wrist blade lost its power and the visitor easily grabbed his wrist. When he looked at the old beggar again, there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows, and he was deader than dead.
“You are in a hurry too… The mud on your face was just applied temporarily, it is not caused by not washing your face for a long time. You can still see it if you are careful…” The visitor sighed and turned to leave.
The spring rain was still falling, washing away the flowing blood. The long street was still cold and quiet, and no one knew what had just happened here.
At the end of the long street, there seemed to be wine flags flying, and the rain hit the lanterns, making them creak and shake. Guests standing outside the door could hear the clinking of glasses and the noise. Many drinkers were drinking inside to avoid the rain, and it was very lively.
"Have you heard? Recently, a ruthless person appeared in the underworld."
"There are many ruthless people in the martial arts world. Who are you referring to?"
"Well, needless to say, he's referring to Hidden Dragon Ninety-One, Zhao Changhe! Who is more popular than him these days?"
The guest twitched his lips.
This time the verdict...
No, there is a verdict.
But why is this ranking so hard on me? It’s either idiot or Mr. Zhao. Who wrote this crappy book? How many years do you want me to be sentenced to
But it was a pleasant feeling to hear people talking about him. Zhao Changhe pushed the door open and walked in: "Boss, is there a seat? Let's have the hero set meal... Oh, two yuan of wine, a plate of cooked beef. Oh, and two kilograms of wine, put it in the gourd and pack it up."
"Okay, please sit down for a moment, sir."
The drinkers who were chatting took a look. A young man, clean-shaven, very handsome. He had a sunny and refreshing smile, and a scar on his face, which not only did not ruin his image, but made him look a little cool. At this time, he was a little embarrassed by the rain, and he looked quite lively as he jumped and shook his raincoat. Everyone took a look at him without looking at him carefully and continued to talk.
"Speaking of which, Zhao Changhe is really a ruthless person. He killed the young master of the Luo Family when he was against the Luo Family Manor, and killed the leader of the Blood God Cult when he was against the Blood God Cult. He is a born rebel and a demon in the making."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
I thought you were talking about my heroic record of killing four-level warriors in the third level. The book of chaotic times rarely gave me face, and used the "force slash". Can't you see it? I also gave the verdict of the long river falling nine days. Can't you see it
What are you all talking about!
"Yes, if this guy is not a ruthless person, what else can be a ruthless person? Now there is a wanted order, he is not tolerated by the righteous path, and he has betrayed the Demon Sect. The Demon Sect has also issued hunting orders all over the world. How many days can this guy live?"
"The Demon Cult is more generous. The bounty is actually 1,000 taels of gold! What is that from the imperial court? A bounty of 100 taels of silver has not been touched for several months. They don't take it seriously at all. I went to the city yesterday, and the wanted posters posted on the city gates were all blurred by the rain. No one replaced them. I wanted to see what Zhao Changhe looked like, but I couldn't find him."
"So it's not that difficult to move forward, right? It's just that the pursuit of the Demon Cult is more difficult to endure, and the government and the righteous side don't take it too seriously?"
"How can it be that simple? The reward for the Demon Cult is so high, there are countless people who come here for the money. There are always assassins and bounty hunters in the world. I heard that someone in Tingxue Tower wants to take action."
"Assassin First Floor?"
"yes… "
"Then he can only wish him good luck, but he must not reveal 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 leader of the village, he even looked for a wife who looked like Yue Hongling. But she was so pitiful that she even threw away this fake girl and ran away. Do you feel that he has suddenly become down-to-earth and approachable..."
"Are you sick? This is called being amiable? This is called stealing my wife! Even if it's not for the reward, I'll chop off his head if he dares to show up in front of Grandpa!"
"Come on, you're dreaming more than him." Everyone laughed: "Really, he seems to be the only one on the Hidden Dragon List who is so embarrassing. Who else doesn't have a lofty taste and is out of reach?" "That's right. If he were in front of me, I would probably buy him a drink and ask him what it feels like to be dumped by the wife of a gang leader. Hahahaha..."
"Don't let this guy die too early. I still want to have fun. When will Yue Hongling see him? Hahaha..."
The tavern was filled with a happy atmosphere, and veins on Zhao Changhe's forehead were twitching.
Thank you so much for your concern.
Where are my heroic achievements? Where are my powerful slashes? Where are my judgments? Where are the impressive things I have done with great difficulty
Can't you just focus on the main point and talk about some real business!
By the way, who called me a fool just now? I didn’t pay attention for a moment…
The waiter brought the wine and food over and said with a smile, "Sir, your wine gourd is a bit old. We also have wine bags for sale, made of cowhide! Do you want to exchange it for another one?"
Zhao Changhe glanced at the old gourd, smiled slightly, ignored the words, and asked in a nonsensical tone: "Hey, killing cows is not against the law?"
The waiter said, "Our cow died of old age. We have already reported it to the government. Don't talk nonsense."
"Died of old age?" Zhao Changhe picked up a piece of beef and smiled more playfully: "But why do I feel... that he was poisoned?"
The waiter's expression suddenly changed and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.
Before he could stick it out, the chopsticks in Zhao Changhe's hand had already been stuck heavily into his palm, nailing it to the table.
The waiter's earth-shattering screams scared the entire tavern into silence. Everyone looked over here in horror, not knowing what to do.
"As expected of a gangster, he knows all the tricks." The shopkeeper slowly walked out from behind the counter, shook his head and sighed, "As expected of Hidden Dragon Ninety-Eleven, his hands are so quick."
People stood there for a long time without saying a word.
Hidden Dragon Ninety-One? Isn't he the protagonist that everyone was talking about just now? We talked about him for a long time, and he just sat there and listened!
The one who just called him a fool had already sneaked away, and the one who said that Zhao Changhe's head was chopped off with a knife covered his crotch and disappeared in a flash.
I thought he was a lively young man before, but now he was nailing Xiao Er's palm to the table with chopsticks and making Xiao Er scream. He looked like a terrifying monster.
Zhao Changhe held the chopsticks in one hand and said leisurely, "In fact, I don't understand your martial arts world at all. It's just that I encountered an assassination outside just now, so I was more cautious and tried to bluff this young master. I didn't expect that he would really trick me..."
The waiter was sweating from the pain: "Help, help me..."
"Shua!" The knife flashed, and the shopkeeper chopped off the waiter's hand with his knife: "Waste!"
The waiter rolled to the side, wailing while holding his broken arm, and looked at the shopkeeper with an expression that indicated either gratitude or hatred.
"Listening Snow Tower?" Zhao Changhe said calmly, "A bit cruel."
"It's not as good as Mr. Zhao's chopping off his boss's rebellious bones with a knife." The shopkeeper brushed his clothes and said seriously: "Yu Zhuifeng of Tingxue Tower, please give me Mr. Zhao's advice..."
Before he could even finish his pretentiousness, a steel knife came slashing at him head-on: "An assassin is still pretending to be a gentleman and is treating me like an idiot! Die!"
The shopkeeper never expected that this guy who was sitting and chatting and seemed very calm just now would suddenly attack without any martial ethics. He also never expected that his knife would be so fast that the knife was already approaching him before he even moved his hand!
He dodged suddenly and the poison needles under his clothes fell to the ground.
Sure enough, there is no good thing when people show off by flicking their clothes. Zhao Changhe is still very smart.
A gentleman's martial virtue
Never played with these people.
The shopkeeper lost the initiative and clumsily dodged Zhao Changhe's wave after wave of sword flashes. He shouted angrily: "Zhao Changhe, you are wanted by both the righteous and the evil, and there is no place for you to stay in the world. Now you want to offend me, Tingxue Tower, to death! Why not make a good relationship with me and leave a descendant..."
Zhao Changhe chased after him without saying a word and chopped off the shopkeeper's neck: "You talk too much nonsense!"
“…” The shopkeeper fell to the ground in disbelief before he could finish his words.
The waiter held his broken arm and shrank back in fear. Zhao Changhe pointed his long sword in the distance and sneered, "Zhao Changhe came out of Beimang with his sword, and wanted to challenge the world. If all the heroes in the world are like rats like you, I will be disappointed!"
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(End of this chapter)