At this time, Zhao Lei saw that all the food was on fire and thick smoke was rising. If he left just like that, no one would be able to find that he had been there.
But Zhao Lei didn't do this. The people outside looked like elites. If he left quietly, they would all be retained, which would be detrimental to his future plans.
Zhao Lei directly returned to his original figure, but he also tore off a piece of clothing and covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed, slightly concealing his identity.
There were ten or twenty people outside, and Zhao Lei couldn't guarantee that he could silence them all, so it was better to be cautious.
Originally, except for the time when he was sweeping up East Street and missed the limelight, Zhao Lei usually lived in seclusion and did not show himself to outsiders.
Therefore, in Zhao Lei's opinion, there should be no or very few people who have seen him in the manor outside the city.
As for the portraits, Zhao Lei didn't dare to compliment him. He had seen the portraits posted on the notice board. Everyone had beards and looked fierce. Even if the fugitive stood in front of him, others might not be able to find him through the portraits.
As a result, there are many unjust, false and wrong cases every year. Generally, this person would not dare to grow a full beard and wander around outside.
At this time, Zhao Lei was already double prepared. He was not afraid of trouble, but he was afraid of trouble.
Now that the Blood Knife Gang has just been established, Zhao Lei doesn't want to be targeted by the Qian family, not to mention that he has the King of Yan faction behind him.
Therefore, hiding one's identity is very important. Zhao Lei came here just to disrupt the banquet and make it impossible to hold it any longer.
Zhao Lei, covered in black cloth, jumped out of the hole in the roof. In order to better conceal his identity, he didn't even pull out his knife.
Now the sword has almost become Zhao Lei's identity. If he draws the sword to kill someone, he will tell others clearly that it was him.
When it comes to his lightning-fast sword skills, others will only think of him, Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei stood on the roof again and scanned the people below.
When Zhao Lei came out of the cave, he was very fast. Wei Gu only felt his eyes blur, and then he saw a masked man standing on the roof.
Seeing this scene, Wei Gu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was indeed a master of Qinggong. Even for a master of bow-wielding like him, his reaction was still 10% worse.
But Wei Gu didn't give up. After watching Zhao Lei stand still, he let go and shot a sharp arrow at Zhao Lei.
Facing this arrow, Zhao Lei stood still. It wasn't until he could clearly see the cold light reflected by the arrow that his right hand appeared in front of him like lightning. Afterimages flashed through the air, and he grabbed it with one hand. This sharp arrow was caught.
Zhao Lei prefers courtesy and reciprocity.
Someone gave him an arrow, how could he not return it? Zhao Lei returned the arrow again, faster than before.
Originally, Wei Gu was still bending his bow and readying an arrow, preparing to shoot the second last shot, but he did not expect that the arrow he shot would be returned to him at a faster speed.
The speed was so fast that when Wei Gu reacted, the sharp arrow was already in front of him.
Wei Gu could only use his hands to block it instinctively, but how could Zhao Lei's arrow be blocked by his fleshy palm.
The sharp arrow passed directly through Wei Gu's palm and shot into his chest without any obstruction.
But the arrow was blocked after all. After it shot into Wei Gu's chest, only one arrow was inserted and only one skin injury was sustained. But even so, his right hand was disabled.
With one successful blow, Zhao Lei disappeared from the spot in a blink of an eye, and when he appeared next, he was already in front of Wei Gu.
Immediately, Wei Gu felt that the things around him were changing rapidly, and a sharp pain came from his chest. He looked down and saw only a hole the size of a fist, with blood spraying out, and he could vaguely see the beating inside. heart.
puff!
Wei Gu, who was flying in the air, fell heavily to the ground. The last consciousness in his mind was not lamenting life, nor regret and annoyance, but actually a sudden realization.
Wei Gu looked at the man wearing a black cloth from the corner of his eye. It was not until he took action that his guess was finally confirmed. The man wearing a black cloth was Zhao Lei, the leader of the Blood Knife Gang.
With this figure combined with this move and speed, there was no one in Pingyang City except Zhao Lei, who had become famous a few days ago, although he did not use his most representative sword.
In the end, Zhao Lei still underestimated Wei Gu. If he knew what Wei Gu was thinking before he died, he would be very surprised. He didn't expect that after he dressed up, he would still be recognized by others.
But that doesn't matter anymore, dead people can't talk.
Wei Gu, who was regarded as an ant by Zhao Lei, could not help but sigh when he was dying. Zhao Lei, a greedy man, was not satisfied after getting half of the East Street, and even set his sights on the Qian family.
If you are greedy, you will swallow the elephant, and you will not be afraid of breaking your belly!
At this time, Wei Gu originally wanted to remind others of the identity of the person in front of him, but he could only swallow his last breath with hatred.
From Wei Gu's attack, to him rising from the ground, falling to the ground and dying, it only took a moment. Others only felt their eyes blur, and their leader flew out.
Everything was so unpredictable, but even though Wei Gu's death surprised them, it did not make them afraid and they all started to kill Zhao Lei.
Like Wei Gu, their family members all work in the Qian family, and everything is in the hands of the Qian family.
The elite are the elite after all, and they respond quickly.
Deputy leader Huang Keying, after hearing the commotion outside the courtyard, rushed in with his men. He took out sharp arrows from his quiver as quickly as possible and shot at Zhao Lei with his bow.
The reaction was very fast, but Zhao Lei was even faster. When he used the Golden Snake Step, his footwork was weird and unpredictable. He was everywhere, but he was nowhere to be found.
The arrow fired by Huang Keying did not even touch the corner of Zhao Lei's clothes. It hit the door panel behind with a bang. However, because the iron wood was too hard, the arrow shaft burst into pieces and was ejected.
When Huang Keying was about to take out the arrow from the quiver again, Zhao Lei was already in front of him, and then everyone only saw bright red blood floating in the air, just like the red cloth strips flying wantonly.
When he looked down, he only saw a headless corpse falling to the ground, and the good head had already flown out of the hospital.
At this time, Zhao Lei had no enemies in Yihe.
When other people saw this scene, even though they were frightened, they continued to kill Zhao Lei without hesitation.
"Kill!"
"kill!"
They can only shout loudly to boost their morale and courage.
Even though these are elites, they are just ants to Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei, who went all out, let go of his hands and feet to fight. The shouts of killing rose to the sky in the yard, blood flowed freely, corpses were strewn in the field, and there were broken arms and remains everywhere.
