Outside Xuanhua City, Wei Huzhou, who was covered in blood, still opened his boxing frame. It seemed that the stab wounds and arrow wounds all over his body did not hinder his movements at all. There were eight or nine arrow feathers hanging on his chest and back, most of which were forced by Wei Huzhou. The arrow shaft was broken, but when it was released, there was no sign of any abnormality. He stared closely at the man in front of him, who also showed many scars, and his footsteps moved smoothly without any sign of decline.
Although Wei Huzhou had never been in the martial arts world when he was young, he could be said to be very experienced in fighting with others both inside and outside the village. Usually, the two villages are very close to each other, and a dispute arises, which is to provoke many young people who have nothing to do all day long during the break of farming to invite many of their peers to come, holding poles and copper locks, and a mighty crowd of thirty or fifty people. , go to the boundary between the two villages, and talk with your fists. At that time, Wei Huzhou was famous for daring to be ruthless. He would often rush into the formation alone and bare-handed, catch an unlucky person whom he didn't like, and then attack him with fists and kicks, but no one around him could stop him. He beat the man until his face was black and blue, and his cheeks were swollen for several days before he could give up.
The fact that there was such a ruthless master who started fighting during the fighting season naturally spread the word among the people in the two villages, and they all tried to avoid him. Firstly, this man was not willing to kill himself, and secondly, he was afraid that he would be in trouble if he danced too cheerfully. I was thinking that maybe the next time there was a fight in the crowd, I would be beaten severely, which would be contrary to my original intention of doing nothing all day long and looking for some opportunities to vent my anger.
But now Wei Huzhou was clearly standing on the dangerous wall, but he was reminded of many events from the past for no reason, so no matter how the Bafang Street warriors surrounding him pressed forward step by step, the young man's fists were always aimed at the man in front of him. Within a few sticks of incense, the force poured out and heavy hands came out frequently. The man's brow bone was cracked and his skin and flesh were exposed, and the white bones and blood could be clearly seen. Wei Huzhou himself was surrounded by a group of warriors and those who controlled crossbows, and he suffered a lot at the moment. The warriors in Bafang Street were a group of extremely skilled people. When the time came to strike, they all grasped the key points of their moves, and again How can we avoid them all? It is inevitable to have more than a dozen scars all over our body.
"Among the dozens of people who died outside the city, several were from my neighboring village. They had been idle and ignorant since they were young, and they were unforgiving. They had never eaten any good rice soup, but they followed them all day long. When people go out to fight, most of them have suffered from my fists. Two of them even lay down for six or seven days after being beaten by my fists." Wei Huzhou hit the man's ribs with several punches in succession, took two steps back, and suddenly He opened his mouth and said with a grin, "It was really unpleasant to look at at the time, but after all these years, after meeting each other a few times, I feel that we are still very close to each other compared to others. As the old saying goes, you don't know each other until you know each other. At that time, I couldn't wait to see you. The mortal enemies who had their heads ripped off now feel like good old friends."
"That man, I haven't bet with anyone for a long time. Today I will make a bet with you. Do you dare to take it?"
Wei Huzhou smiled very thickly, bared his teeth and spat out blood, stretched his shoulders, and stared at the man in front of him, "You must know that no matter how solid the river embankment pier is, if it encounters one or two big waves, it may remain as solid as before, but it will If there are countless big waves coming one after another, it will be smashed to pieces sooner or later, so let’s make a bet today whether I will fall first or you will let me break all the bones in the body first.”
The man also smiled, picked up the long knife, put it on his shoulder, and looked at his injured arm, which had been twisted by the explosion and had been punched dozens of times by Wei Huzhou. It turned out to be silent. He picked up a long knife on the side again, held the two knives in his hands, and smiled ferociously. "Why don't you dare?"
In the streets of Xuanhua City, Yun Zhong gritted his teeth and pulled out two arrow feathers from his shoulders, and even frowned.
Li Zijing's unprovoked tactics did not injure Qiao Lan and Qing Niu. Thanks to Xiaosheng Lianbu, Yun Zhong was able to arrive before the rain of arrows. However, he was still hit by several arrows, even though he tried to twist them. The figure was still hit by two or three arrows, one of which penetrated into the back and passed through the shoulder.
The young man cut off the arrowhead with his knife, and immediately smiled at the trembling Qiao Lan, "Can you trouble me, girl, to pull out the arrow feathers for me? It's very obstructive."
Li Zijing did not use his methods again. Instead, he stood in the middle of the street with a smile, watching the young man being pierced by a crossbow in the chest and back. He did not make any movement from beginning to end. He put away his folding fan and looked at Yun Zhong quietly. Sweat dripped from his forehead.
Qiao Lan had never seen anyone pierced in the chest and back by a crossbow. Fortunately, the black clothes the young man wore were not much red, but there were still blood dripping from the hem of the clothes, and the drops fell on the bluestone road, blending with the rain. When he reached a certain point, he couldn't bear it anymore. He pursed his lips until they turned white and hesitantly held the arrow shaft.
"Why is the young hero so willing to sacrifice his life? If nothing had happened today, the young hero would still be a distinguished guest in Bafang Street. His wealth and power are the same as before, so why would he stand up for someone who has nothing to do with him?"
Yun Zhong froze slightly, "Probably since I came to Xuanhua City and Bafang Street, I have seen all kinds of things that I can't get used to. I feel bored in my heart, so I think about changing something. How can I do it?" I have little power, so I have no choice but to start here. There are some selfish thoughts in it. The girl doesn't blame her, she is grateful."
Qiao Lan knew the young man's thoughts, and Yun Zhong also knew Qiao Lan's thoughts.
So the two people, who were unrelated to each other, had to leave the city today despite the rain of arrows.
"Miss Tinglan originally wanted to leave, so why didn't she see you today?"
Blood splashed, and the arrow shaft was pulled out. The blood on it almost dyed the woman's dress red. The latter calmed down for a while before speaking in a trembling voice, "Maybe she still doesn't understand what she means, or maybe she has never seen her before." In today's situation, we are just ordinary women in this world. We have never seen the scene like this, so we can't help but feel timid."
Yun Zhong nodded, straightened his body, said nothing more, but frowned slightly and looked at Li Zijing.
And Li Zijing also knew what the young man wanted to say, so he unfolded the folding fan again and raised the corner of his mouth.
"The ability of the city lord to bring such a large number of soldiers is considered the ability of this street lord. It is an irreconcilable matter, so why should we hold back? Many people in Jianghu say that morality comes first, but they are not Jianghu people, let alone Jianghu people. If you don’t belong to that class of noble people who cherish fur, what kind of methods do you use, and why do you have to follow the rules and cater to your thoughts?”
But Li Zijing didn't expect that after hearing this, the young man just nodded indifferently and said calmly as if it was a matter of course, "That's right, the street owner is right, you have such abilities, why bother to follow the rules in the world?" I used extremely false rhetoric and saw that the foundation of Bafang Street was moved by me and cost the street owner many years of hard work. How can I follow the rules in everything? Winning is the best, and why should I talk about morality? Different positions. , I can’t persuade the street owner, and I can’t talk to the street owner about those clichés of benevolence and righteousness. One is a charlatan with no merit, and the other is a businessman who is good at worldly affairs. Regardless of whether he is right or wrong, his intentions are different. "
Li Zijing didn't answer, but the swing of the folding fan slowed down.
The cornices of Xuanhua City are almost the same as the cornices of most affluent areas in Yizhang. Only when the rain stopped, the accumulated water flowed down along the cornices, and beads fell on the bluestone road.
When two raindrops fell one after another, Li Zijing's figure appeared silently from behind the young man and punched the young man into the shop across the street. The door was shattered and sawdust flew.
The man's figure kept moving, swaying momentarily, and then kicked him into the middle of the street, like a kite on a short string, swaying, and then stepped hard on the back of the young man's heart, crushing the bluestone below, and suddenly exploded into several wisps of blood. As the still-draining rain dispersed, he immediately punched the young man's back with countless punches without stopping, causing splashes of gravel to fly into the air for a moment.
It wasn't until the tea-cup session was over that Li Zijing withdrew his fist, exhaled, squatted beside the young man, and grinned ferociously.
"What I hate the most in my life are people like you. You are obviously just an ordinary person in the world, but you are a little bit more skilled. You think about carrying the whole world on your back all day long. Even you can carry it. ? His heart is as high as the sky and his life is as thin as paper. He still thinks about saying a few words of justice and doing a few benevolent deeds for the poor people in the world. I can't do it, so why can you do it?"
The young man in the pit did not respond. He was probably hit by the fists that were like a raging wave, which had already shattered his heart. There was no movement for a long time, and the blood soon filled the hole that was six or seven fingers deep. After lifting up the lower half, the yellow rope between the wrists was also stained with blood.
Li Zijing, who was squatting aside, was obviously very angry. After seeing the blood seeping out, his face showed a hint of sadness for an instant, and then turned into a ferocious one again, crying and laughing, looking like madness.
Outside the long street, there was a woman carrying a luggage that seemed to be very heavy. She timidly looked around the empty long street. After hearing the vibration here, she cautiously stepped onto the street. Soon she saw Qiao Lan and was very happy. Yu waved and came towards Qiao Lan.
It was probably due to the extreme distance that the woman had never seen Qiao Lan's face at this moment. She was horrified and mournful. She was obviously gritting her teeth and enduring it. The tears still couldn't stop flowing, and her whole body was shaking like chaff.
Li Zijing, however, seemed to have a very good ear. He was a whole street away. He stood up and turned around, just in time to see the woman running towards Qiao Lan. She laughed evilly and murmured to herself, "Since today I have suddenly become murderous. , killing one is also killing, killing both is also killing, it’s my fault that this kid got into trouble, but you can’t blame me.”
There was a trembling hand stretched out from the pothole. It was obvious that most of the bones had been broken just now, but it didn't know where the strength came from to hold Li Zijing's ankle tightly.
Then the man's face suddenly twitched, he turned around silently, and twisted the young man's right arm.
As for the young man who was lying on the ground, his face was obviously covered in blood and it was difficult to open his eyes, but he still forcibly raised his head, grinned at Li Zijing, and smiled slowly.
A daisy with ugly, jagged leaves seems to have bloomed from the gravel. It is bloody and bloody, but its smile is wild and unrestrained.
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