(8)
Following the streets hung with lanterns, I jog past the bustling city that is no less lively than during the day. Although along the way, the peaceful scene composed of relaxing couples, busy workers, noisy vendors, and children who fell down due to naughty fights makes people stop and watch, and even blend in. But the uneasiness on the faces of Bai Feng and Murong Yan is enough to show that for them, this prosperity is far less than the safety of their friends.
As soon as they reached the door of the Shijia Chamber of Commerce, they saw that there seemed to be nothing unusual, and the two of them relaxed a little. When he was about to step into the Chamber of Commerce, he suddenly saw two figures on the stone steps under the door. Instead of passing by, I saw two men with ferocious faces. The young man saw one of them holding a large sack, his breathing was steady and his steps were light.
"This person must be a good player!" Bai Feng said in his heart.
Another man with his hands wrapped in white cloth said as he walked: "I didn't expect that this time she would be such a cute girl, but she was dressed a little strangely."
"If she hadn't been dressed like this, we wouldn't have found her so easily!" the man carrying the sack replied.
After Bai Feng heard this, he immediately stopped under the porch. Murong Yan beside her also realized that the person mentioned by the two men behind her was probably Ajuan. So he and Bai Feng looked at each other for a while, then the young man turned to face the other side and shouted: "Brothers, please stay!"
The two men stopped cautiously. The man who was tightening the white cloth in his hands was guarding the front. He seemed to be a tiger that was always on guard, staring at its prey, licking its fangs and glaring: "What are you doing?"
The young man stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "You two are carrying such a big sack at midnight. It really makes people wonder what's inside..." Bai Feng calmly responded with an equally sharp reply. He stared straight at the sack and said, "It looks like it can fit just enough for one person?"
After hearing this, the man carrying the sack immediately started to run away. The man held the sack on his shoulders with both hands, stepped on the wall of the neighboring house two or three times, jumped into the air, and climbed to the eaves. When Bai Feng saw this, of course he would not sit idly by. Just when he wanted to follow him, the man who was confronting him suddenly used a very fast horse stance to punch, knocking him back a few steps. The man carrying the sack walked lightly, and only heard the sound of tiles. He was gradually drowned by the night and the noise, and moved away from the Chamber of Commerce.
Bai Feng, who knew that the sack was definitely not an ordinary object, had no choice but to knock down the powerful warrior in front of him first, and then ask for details. The young man subconsciously stretched his right hand to his left waist and found that the sword had been left in the chamber of commerce. In desperation, he had no choice but to use his least good fists and kicks to deal with the man who seemed to be proficient in boxing.
"It seems that the young master is also a martial arts practitioner, which is just the right time for me to relax my muscles and bones!" After saying that, the man grinned and let out an intoxicating sneer out of excitement. Then he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Bai Feng.
Seeing that he was about to be entangled, Bai Feng had no choice but to abandon his center of gravity, jump to the side, roll along, and distance himself, but this also forced his white clothes to be stained with some mud. In the eyes of Murong Yan on the side, she had only seen such a miserable Bai Feng when they first met. At that time, he was seriously injured. Considering that Murong Yan's "talent" for predicting the future could not be used on Bai Feng, Murong Yan was extremely worried.
"Is it because the sword is not around?" Murong Yan said in her heart. After a moment, she walked quickly into the Chamber of Commerce, hoping to get back Bai Feng's sword.
Since the rooms of Bai Feng and his party are all adjacent to each other, if anyone has an accident, the other person will definitely notice it. Murong Yan just arrived outside Bai Feng's room and saw that the door to Ajuan's room was open, so she curiously went to check it out. Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuo fell in front of the door with a bloody head and a bloody head, and kept muttering Ajuan's name. In order to prevent his injury from worsening, Murong Yan wanted to send the half-conscious person to Ajuan's bed nearby. However, her body was thin and weak, and she could barely lift Zhao Kuo up, let alone move the eight-foot man even half a step.
In desperation, she had no choice but to knock on Zhao Xiaomei's room. The little girl whose sweet dream was interrupted scratched her forehead and walked to open the door angrily. After knowing the situation, he helped Murong Yan deal with Zhao Kuo's injuries, and then went to Bai Feng's room to take away the sword.
On the other side, Bai Feng was getting tired after a long battle. The expensive silk and satin clothes he had just put on were already stained by dust and blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and prepared to take the opponent's next move.
"It's not satisfying, it's not satisfying!" The warrior's ferocious face looked like a beast, which made people shudder. "There are not many people who can take my moves, but it's too much for you to only defend without attacking." It’s boring!” As soon as he finished speaking, the man stood up again. Bai Feng was unable to dodge, allowing the opponent to win a move.
The warrior kicked the boy to the ground, bullied him up, locked his waist and abdomen with his crotch, and at the same time punched him hard on the head. Bai Feng turned around to fight, dodging left and right. If Zhao Xiaomei hadn't arrived in time, she might not have been able to defeat that madman!
"Young Master Bai!" When the little girl saw Bai Feng behind bars, she couldn't help but feel distressed and frightened. After a moment of pause, she remembered to return the sword to Bai Feng. Zhao Xiaomei drew her sword out of its sheath, a cold light flashed, and the sound of the sword followed, and then she shouted to Bai Feng: "The sword is here!"
Bai Feng saw the right moment and punched the man who had been attacking him crazily. The punch hit the opponent's nose, giving Bai Feng a chance to break free. The young man took the long sword and assumed a posture to face the enemy: facing the opponent sideways, with the sword tip facing the ground. This is not the first time Bai Feng has shown such a restrained attitude in front of others.
Seeing that the young man who had not fought back suddenly struck back, this aroused the warrior's fighting spirit even more intensely: "It turns out that the young master is a swordsman! No wonder his boxing and kicking skills are not very good!" After saying this, the man directly addressed him. Bai Feng rushed over, seemingly not afraid of the sword in his hand.
Bai Feng calmly dodged to the side, dodged his first punch, and then swung his sword upward, forcing the opponent to dodge as well. There was a hint of disdain on the warrior's face. After pondering for a moment, footsteps came in droves near the Chamber of Commerce. The leader, Nie Yun, was seen calling to the servants and servants beside him, signaling to capture the fighting warrior alive. Seeing that the situation was not good, the man hurriedly borrowed the eaves from the wall and escaped. Bai Feng gave up the idea of chasing due to lack of physical strength.
"Brother Bai! How are you?" Nie Yun hurried over and could only watch the martial artist running away from the rubble.
"Things... are about to come to light." Bai Feng panted heavily and said.
Fortunately, a pedestrian passing by the Chamber of Commerce reported the situation to Nie Yun, and he was able to bring people to support him. After a while, Zhao Xiaomei led the two of them to Ajuan's room. Several people gathered around the bed, watching the dazed Zhao Kuo gradually wake up, and then he told everyone what happened in the chamber of commerce just now.
"Hearing Ajuan's cry, I hurriedly came out of the room and saw that Ajuan's door was wide open. After entering, the two thieves were tying Ajuan into a sack." Zhao Kuo stroked his head and recalled with difficulty. : "If I can practice martial arts without listening to what my father said, then I won't let the thieves take Ajuan away easily!"
"Brother Zhao, there is no need to blame yourself. From what Brother Bai said, the mastermind behind the scenes must be Shi Renjie..." Nie Yun said, "Early tomorrow morning, I will personally go to Xunxiang Pavilion to get the person!"
"What about Sister Ajuan?" Zhao Xiaomei asked in fear.
Seeing the worried look on his little sister's face, Nie Yun couldn't help but comfort him: "Since Miss Ajuan is your friend, she is also my friend. I will rescue her no matter what!"
"Everyone should have a good rest tonight, especially Mr. Zhao, your head is seriously injured..." Murong Yan said.
The night-shrouded sky was particularly gloomy, not diminished by the thousands of lights. Zhao Kuo sniffed the remaining body fragrance on Ajuan's bedding and thought about how happy she was by his side, so that he could barely forget about her being tied up and not spend the rest of the night with a headache.
