Seeing Hai Ping use his sword, one of them reacted very quickly. I saw him pull out the tiger-headed sword in an instant, and slashed with the blade of Tang Hengdao with a "Hey!"
In panic, he hurriedly drew out his sword, only to have time to meet him with his sword. But when he looked at the horizontal knife less than one meter long, he showed no fear on his face.
After all, he was born from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. This kind of thing has not happened to him before. He knew that his tiger-head knife was large in cross-section, heavy in weight, and made of hundred-refined steel. It had an absolute advantage in chopping, but it was not comparable to the "toy" as narrow as a foot in front of him!
"Boy, have you ever killed anyone? Let me teach you today!"
But it was too late and then it was too late. There was only a "click" and the tiger-headed sword was broken.
It turned out that before the two knives intersected, a silver light suddenly shot out between the horizontal blades. Using the silver light as a vanguard, he destroyed the blade of the tiger-headed sword, and then the sword drove straight in. The narrow blade and thick ridge were like a broken cone, splitting Wang Qingzhi's blade in an instant!
"My sword!"
Wang Qing was hoarse and shocked.
His companion Chen De saw the ray of sword light and exclaimed: "Energy person!"
Little did he know that this pair of horizontal knives was the proud work of Wu Ke, the cold weapon master of Langya City. After being refined with special-sensory crystal cores and sacrificed with mid-level black beast materials, they could already be called heavenly weapons. But a tiger-head sword made of ordinary iron actually wanted to compete with Hai Ping's horizontal sword. It can only be said that it is an egg against a stone.
Chen De was horrified when he saw Hai Ping's two swords drawn out, cutting off the tiger's head with one sword and slashing straight at Wang Qing's head.
Just because the two kills are linked to each other, there is no reason for ordinary people to be spared!
He made a prompt decision, took out the pistol from his waist, raised the gun and shot!
The distance was too close and there was no need to aim. He wanted to see whether Haiping would kill himself or someone else today! Or maybe it doesn't matter if Wang Qing dies, Chen De just wants to kill this tough guy with one shot!
That sharp sword light has become a shadow in his heart!
"Die!" Chen De shouted.
As expected, Hai Ping immediately sheathed his sword when he saw it. But Chen De laughed in his heart: No matter how fast you go, do you still want to be faster than a bullet?
It is true that a knife cannot be faster than a bullet, but the person holding the knife can be faster than the person holding the gun!
In an instant, the horizontal knife suddenly turned in mid-air and crossed a semicircle. The two swords were like two silver dragons, and they strangled him at the wrist!
But there was a sharp "click" sound, and before the pistol had time to pull the trigger, it was divided into four pieces of different sizes. Three of them fell to the ground one after another, leaving only the second half of the pistol still in Chen De's hand. Chen De then shook his hand, and the gun handle fell to the ground with a clang.
His palms are fine, but now is no longer the time to worry about his palms and wrists, because Hai Ping's sword is raised high and will hit his face the next moment, and he will soon be cut in half!
in this
In an instant, death was so close to Chen De, and he never asked when he would be ready.
Everything that happened since Hai Ping drew his sword just now was only a few seconds. And in a real battlefield fight, life or death can be decided in an instant.
"No..." Chen De wailed with a trembling voice.
"Hold on, hero!"
At this time, someone jumped out of the pickup truck and shouted to stop him.
Unfortunately, these words had no impact on Hai Ping. He slashed at him with his sword and did not stop until Lang Hua spoke.
"Wait." Lang Hua said.
The blade of the knife hung three inches above the tip of the man's nose, and traces of blood were seeping out from the wound that was invisible to the naked eye. He stared, almost suffocating, and was already paralyzed with fear.
What got out of the car was a middle-aged man with a round face, wearing glasses and a flattering smile on his face.
"Thank you very much, thank you for not killing the hero. This brother of mine has little education and insulted several people with his unbridled words. It is really offensive. Please forgive him for my sake."
Xiaohui said angrily: "Who are you?"
He didn't appear when he was acting evil just now, why did he pop up again now?
The man did not feel dissatisfied, and explained: "I am the city lord here, and my surname is Zhang Minling. In the future, our base will need the two of them to resist the zombie tide and protect the safety of the survivors in the city, so we ask the heroes to spare his life."
"What does that have to do with us?" Another soldier, Liang Zi, was also angry and sarcastically said, "I think this kind of person bullies the weak, so leaving him alive is a disaster."
"Yes, you deserve to die." Xiao Hui shouted.
He couldn't see clearly while driving just now, but when he looked now, Zhang Ling realized that these people were fully equipped with rifles, pistols, grenades, helmets, and even two daggers hanging on the sides of each person's legs. They were armed to the teeth.
Forget it, Wang Qing and Chen De were so blind just now that they planned to provoke such a person.
Didn't he see it? Although many of these people's coats were damaged, the rest of their bodies were quite clean, and they did not look like they had just fought against black corpses and black beasts.
There are only two types of people who can stay clean in the apocalypse, those who are powerful themselves and those who have power behind them.
No matter which one, they can't afford it.
"I'm really sorry for bumping into all the heroes. I will strictly discipline you from now on. You all have come from afar, so you must be worried about your accommodation. If you don't mind, please let me clean up a few clean houses in the city for these heroes to rest. .I would like to host a banquet tonight to express my apology."
Being able to sleep in a warm house for one night is naturally much better than sleeping in the open air. But Lang Hua didn't say anything, and the others remained silent.
Haiping didn't answer until Lang Hua said: "It doesn't matter." He responded softly.
Only then did Zhang Ling notice that this person with superb swordsmanship actually obeyed the words of the frail young man next to him.
From the trace of momentum leaked from Lang Hua, Zhang Ling could feel that this man also
He is an ability user. Although his level may not be very strong, he should be the leader of this group of people.
Zhang Ling even guessed that this was a young man from a certain powerful family taking a female companion out. He thought to himself: Wang Qing is so brave that he actually robbed a woman from such a person. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to kill him?
Fortunately, this man is a reasonable master, unlike Mr. Song some time ago who chopped off people's heads whenever they disagreed, otherwise he would not be able to die even if he had eight lives!
Wang Qing and Chen De also realized that Haiping was far superior to their level of coercion. At this time, sweat dripped from their cheeks and they quickly lowered their heads and admitted their mistake.
"The villain is blind, begging the hero to spare his life."
"Yes, we don't dare to do it anymore, please forgive me."
Their expressions were uglier than crying. After all, they were people who had just gone through hell. If you don't kowtow and admit your mistake at this time, wouldn't it be too long to live?
Survivors were constantly watching on the street. It wasn't until Lang Hua, Zhang Ling and others walked away that they dared to point and point wildly, and they seemed to feel quite happy.
…
It is said to be the City Lord's Mansion, but it is actually a luxurious villa in the manor. In the evening, the banquet mentioned by Zhang Ling was not held as scheduled. Just because Lang Hua said that there was still dry food and drinking water, so there was no need to bother, so Zhang Ling wisely did not mention the banquet again.
In the evening, Zhang Ling sent Lang Hua and others to the guest room, which was also a villa in the garden.
Zhang Ling was quite talkative on the road. From Zhang Ling's description, Lang Hua learned that this shelter was not the only one in Chong County. There were at least three or four shelters of this size around Chong County. Moreover, most of the 800 survivors in the shelter here are nearby residents. They have been here for several months after the disaster to survive together.
Thirty miles east of the city, there is an official refuge base. It's just that the journey is still far, and they have to pass through a city full of black corpses, so most people have never thought of leaving.
After turning a corner on the stone road, the room assigned to Lang Hua was already in sight. Zhang Ling suddenly inquired about Lang Hua's details.
"I see that the young master is very impressive, and there are masters and soldiers around him, but from which family..."
Who knows? Lang Hua denied it and said: "I am living alone, without any support from my family. I am just keen on exploring, so I went out here with a few friends I know. I lost my way in the jungle by mistake before. Just came to the precious land.”
"So that's the case." Zhang Ling seemed a little disappointed, and then he added, "It doesn't matter, we are destined to meet each other. The young master is just resting in the city."
"Thank you." Lang Hua suddenly asked again, "I wonder if there is a satellite phone in the city. I would like to borrow it."
Zhang Ling was stunned when he heard this, then thought for a while and said: "Yes, there is, but it's not in my hands right now. Let's do this. I will find this thing tomorrow and send someone to deliver it to the Young Master."
"That's fine."
"It's getting late and I don't dare to disturb the young master's rest. Zhang has resigned."
"City Lord Zhang, please excuse me."
