Ximen Dazhuang rushed in and ran straight towards Zhao Rang. When encountering a coffin blocking the road, he would not avoid it at all, punching one at a time and smashing it into pieces.
"Brother Rang! I'm coming!"
Seeing Ximen Dazhuang's posture like a god descending from heaven, Zhao Rang suddenly regretted... He regretted why he was the one who stayed in the house just now and not Ximen Dazhuang!
Although this hunchback's flying knife is extremely fast, the best thing about hidden weapons is "skill". Only by seizing the best opportunity and attacking when he is unprepared can he achieve miraculous results. If he had thrown the two flying knives at Zhao Rang from the beginning, the consequences would have been another story. It's a pity that he wasted this best opportunity and made another mistake again and again!
A person who uses a hidden weapon does not want to distance himself from his opponent, but instead goes crazy and uses his own body as a weapon to compete for strength. The end result will obviously be tragic.
"Here, lift him up like this and turn him over."
Zhao Rang asked Ximen Dazhuang to grab the hunchback's collar and lift it up, then turn his body around, so that he could be completely controlled.
"Okay, let me draw the sword!"
Ximen Dazhuang had already grasped his collar with one hand.
Zhao Rang's knife was still stuck in the ground, pinning the hunchback's hands firmly.
However, the handle of the knife was still held in the hunchback's mouth, and Zhao Rang was in trouble. He didn't know how to solve this problem for a while.
Ximen Dazhuang chuckled, reached out and broke off a wooden board on the lid of the coffin next to him, and said to Zhao Rang:
"Wouldn't it be better to just stuff the wooden block in? And I don't think this old guy will commit suicide. He must have a lot to say!"
Zhao Rang felt that what Ximen Dazhuang said made sense. As long as the two of them cooperated closely and inserted the wooden board into the knife handle the moment it was pulled out, the hunchback would probably not have time to react.
The two counted three times, Ximen Dazhuang lifted the hunchback, Zhao Rang took advantage of the situation and drew the sword, and then immediately stuffed the wooden board in.
The whole process went smoothly without any pause, as if it was done by one person, except that no one in this world can be born with four arms and four hands.
The wooden board was broken by Ximen Dazhuang with great strength, and there were many irregularities on the edge. When it was stuffed into the hunchback's mouth, the corners of his mouth and roof of his mouth were punctured, and blood mixed with saliva remained uncontrollably, making him scream in pain!
Zhao Rang was upset after hearing this, so he pointed at his head and motioned to Ximen Dazhuang to give him a blow.
Ximen Dazhuang is always willing to help with such things, even if Zhao Rang doesn't say anything, he will take the initiative to do it.
Immediately, he slapped the hunchback hard on the head, causing the hunchback's big neck to tilt to the side.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Rang quickly stopped Ximen Dazhuang's next palm and said:
"Do you know what propriety is?"
Ximen Dazhuang said innocently:
"Brother, you have to speak with your conscience. You asked me to hit you just now!"
Zhao Rang said angrily:
"I asked you to keep him quiet, but I didn't want him to lose his life completely! Just give him a slap with all your strength and two more, and you can't twist his neck into a knot?"
Ximen Dazhuang buckled his head and laughed sheepishly, feeling that he had indeed been overly excited just now. That slap took at least eight points, not to mention using all my strength.
"Who makes this old bastard so impatient!"
Ximen Dazhuang still made up for himself, but the name he called hunchback had changed from old guy to old bastard!
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Rang also felt a little strange.
Putting aside his throwing knives, this hunchback is a bit too weak!
And he kept saying that Xiaolan was his sister.
You must know that Xiaolan's double sword almost made Zhao Rang hate the existence of Northwest. As his elder brother, apart from throwing out two passable throwing knives, he has to cultivate a lot of skills and have a lot of energy. Is it possible that he relies on a lot of nonsense and a loud voice?
Combined with what the deputy shopkeeper said, this hunchback must have been here earlier than the opening of the Tongbao Bank branch. Even if he and Xiaolan are really brother and sister, what is the purpose of these two people coming here?
Xiaolan, in particular, had to sneak into the semicolon with all her intentions. With her skills, she is willing to serve others as a maid. She has been doing this for more than a year. If the secret is revealed, half of the sky in the Western Region will be shattered!
The hunchback temporarily became quiet. Ximen Dazhuang carried him like a broken sack and walked out of the room full of coffins with Zhao Rang.
Zhao Rang took a deep look at the deputy shopkeeper standing at the door, and suddenly slashed his throat with his palm knife.
The deputy shopkeeper didn't hesitate at all. He twisted his shoulders and used his dodge steps with his feet. At the same time, he put the two fingers of his right hand together with the sword and pointed it towards Zhao Rang's arm from bottom to top. It was like a clean sword cut!
Zhao Rang's sword stopped three inches away from his throat, but the deputy shopkeeper's sword finger was only two and a half inches away from Zhao Rang's arm!
This shows that the deputy shopkeeper's sword is faster than Zhao Rang's sword!
If the two of them had just used real swords, half of Zhao Rang's arm would have been pierced.
But then again, Zhao Rang didn't try his best, so it's still unclear whether he will actually encounter such a situation.
Zhao Rang's move was just to prove an idea in his mind. That is, the deputy shopkeeper has always been practicing martial arts, and may be a master of swordsmanship!
Use the palm knife to test, firstly to feel his foundation. After all, cultivation is dead, but moves are alive. Although cultivation is the foundation of martial arts, if there are no matching moves, then this foundation cannot be exerted!
The running-in of moves cannot be achieved overnight. In King Lanmo's city, in Ye Sanniang's courtyard, Zhao Rang was repeatedly frustrated by a pair of chopsticks in Ye Sanniang's hands because he stuck to the inherent routines of his moves! Later, on the way to Chagan Toluogai, I used the two bandits with good skills as sharpening stones. This was enough to absorb most of what Ye Sanniang taught me, but it was still far from being able to fully understand it. the point.
But the deputy shopkeeper's reaction was beyond Zhao Rang's expectation!
Zhao Rang made sure that he did not let the other party notice anything before taking action. But the deputy shopkeeper not only dodged it, but also countered his move!
This is the reaction and intuition that can only be accumulated in the constant struggle of life and death.
His body already has the corresponding memory, and when he encounters such an attack, he will know how to deal with it.
This reaction is completely subconscious. In a sense, it is close to what Ye Sanniang calls 'potential'. It's just that the body's subconscious is very different from the completely ethereal subconscious.
A difference of half an inch can determine a person's life or death. In martial arts, whether it is swords or fists and kicks, a slight mistake can lead to a thousand miles.
Zhao Rang's greater intention was to tell the deputy shopkeeper that he had seen through him thoroughly, so there was no need to pretend anymore in the future. As long as you are honest and obedient and don't cause any trouble, you will not lose his benefits when the matter is over.
A person with such skills is willing to be a waiter, just like Xiaolan is willing to be a maid, there must be a reason that no one can refuse.
Zhao Rang would not inquire, nor did he want to know. Because these have nothing to do with him, knowing too much will bring about all kinds of worries. The less people know, the more decisive they can make decisions! Even if you are reckless sometimes, there is no problem. It's better than cutting constantly and making things messy.
When the deputy shopkeeper saw Zhao Rang retracting his sword, he also released his sword fingers.
The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.
After a moment of silence, the deputy shopkeeper finally spoke:
"I didn't kill anyone!"
Zhao Rang answered casually:
"I know."
After receiving Zhao Rang's affirmative answer, the deputy shopkeeper said:
"I don't know what Shen Liushu is doing. He won't tell anyone what he really wants to do."
Zhao Rang still answered casually:
"I know."
What Zhao Rang knew was the judgment he made based on his own intuition. With some people, you can tell just by looking at them whether they are trustworthy and trustworthy. Although sometimes this intuition is not accurate, Zhao Rang is very confident in himself.
Sure enough, the deputy shopkeeper's temperament changed drastically after the trial with Zhao.
Previously, she had always held her breasts in her arms and clasped her shoulders, lowered her eyebrows to please her eyes, and continued to flatter her. Now his waist is straight, his shoulders are broad, his chin is slightly raised, the corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, and the look on his face is extremely calm, like a frozen lake in the northern winter. You can only see the blue and green below through the ice, but you can't see any other details.
The solid water is different from the flowing water. It becomes more silent and more mysterious. No matter who wants to take a peek, they must first break through the thick layer of ice.
The deputy shopkeeper is now surrounded by ice shells, but he is not turned away thousands of miles away. He nodded to Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang, then walked to the front and said:
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Ximen, shall we return to the semicolon?"
After getting Zhao Rang's permission, he turned around, led the way, and said at the same time:
"After I return, I will arrange for guards and men to come here to carry the coffin for the burial of the Zhong family class. Then I will personally come and explore the house inside and outside. If I find anything, I will report it to the two young masters inside!"
Zhao Rang said a good word calmly.
Ximen Dazhuang was a little puzzled.
Although the deputy shopkeeper still calls himself "younger" and calls them both "gongzi", his tone, pauses and stress have all changed.
"Sometimes after pretending for a long time, you will feel that you are like that. Suddenly you change back, and you have to adapt."
Zhao Rang explained.
The hunchback held by Ximen Dazhuang moved slightly.
The slap just now really made him dizzy. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was being held by the terrifying strong man. He immediately closed his eyes tightly again and pretended to continue to be unconscious.
Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. Ximen Dazhuang had already felt the movement of his body just now, and raised his big palm high again, and then slapped him crisply on the back of the head.
Even the deputy shopkeeper walking in front began to feel a little sorry for the hunchback... There must be few people in the world who have experienced the feeling of being slapped on the head twice in a row.
