The afternoon sun scorched the earth, a heat wave filled the air, and people seemed to be in a sea of fire.
An eight-foot-tall warrior, wearing a black hat and holding a long sword, stood in the middle of the pontoon, motionless, like a statue.
The floating bridge is the only way for Su Xiaolou to return to Su's house. His target is an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts. Ambushes and sneak attacks are insults to a killer ranked thirty-two on the killer list, so he chose the above-board one. wait.
On the second floor of the teahouse not far away, Jia Shutang and housekeeper Jia Bujia were sitting in the private room near the window, eating iced watermelon, drinking herbal tea, cracking melon seeds, and observing every move on the pontoon.
Jia Shutang spat out the melon seed rinds in his mouth and asked, "Jia Bujia, is this person reliable for you?"
"Ranked thirty-two on the killer list, his skills must be no problem." Jia Bu pretended to point his head and said: "It's hard to say here."
"When will Su Xiaolou go to office?"
"It's still early, there are still two hours."
"Is he planning to stand there for two hours?"
Jia Bujiu thought that when he first saw him, he was standing on the ridge of the roof, facing the moon, and thought for a while and said: "I heard that there is a skill in Japan that absorbs the essence of the sun and moon and transforms it into internal force. Isn't it this guy?" Japanese samurai are practicing martial arts."
"Oh... he is indeed practicing his inner strength. Look, that man seems to be smoking."
…
Under the black hat, Kawada Ichiro's clothes were soaked with sweat. If he didn't add some water, he might faint.
He rushed to a stall by the bridge, saw water in the bowl, and drank it all despite the stall owner's dissuasion.
Ichiro Kawada said in a hoarse voice: "How much is the money? Have another bowl!"
"Sir, you can't drink it!" the stall owner said with an embarrassed look on his face: "This is Huilong urine, used to boil eggs."
"What is that?" Kawada Ichiro looked confused. He heard the dragon, and the emperor was a dragon, and subconsciously thought it was a good thing.
"It's used to clear away heat and remove internal heat."
"Are you going to heat it up? One more, ah, two bowls. I'll pay for it."
The stall owner had no intention of collecting money. Hearing what a fool said, he said, "Okay! One bowl costs two cents, two bowls cost six cents." The stall owner gestured with his hands as he spoke.
Kawada Ichiro asked for two more eggs and ate them deliciously.
Before leaving, he said to the boss: "Your good man! What a great man!"
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Jia Shutang saw this scene and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with his mind?"
"Well... maybe there is something wrong with his brain, but sir, he has an advantage that no one else can match."
"What's the benefit?"
Jia Bujie explained: "My lord, please handle this matter cleanly and leave no trace behind. This Japanese warrior was originally going back to Japan to take on the last order before leaving. After he has taught Su Xiaolou a lesson, he will return." If you leave Japan, this matter will have nothing to do with you anymore."
"He is indeed the most suitable candidate." Jia Shutang's eyes suddenly became fierce: "Su Xiaolou, if you dare to touch my woman, I will make you a useless person today."
"Don't be angry, adults. It's easy to get heatstroke in hot weather. Eat a watermelon to cool down the heat."
After Ichiro Kawada drank the soup, he felt much better. He continued to stand on the pontoon and turned into a statue. Passersby saw that this man had been standing all afternoon and felt very pitiful. They dropped a few coins and sighed: "Oh! How could a good person become so stupid?"
In order to see Su Xiaolou being chopped down with his own eyes, Jia Shutang sat on this cold bench all afternoon. His buttocks were stiff from waiting, and the heat came to his head. He shouted to Jia Bujia: "His grandma, go find someone to kill this idiot." Cut it for me, sir, I’ve never waited so long for someone.”
"Master! Wait a moment!"
While the two were pulling, a dragonfly flew over the bridge and flew past Ichiro Kawada. The sword fell from his hand and the dragonfly landed on the ground.
Jia Shutang's whole body froze: "What a fast sword, what a powerful ear, this person is not in vain."
"Master, don't worry now!"
Also stunned was a girl sitting on the third floor. Martial arts practitioners always have better eyesight than others. What others saw was the dragonfly being hit and falling to the ground. She saw that all the wings of the dragonfly were chopped off, and the dragonfly's body It was unscathed. It fell to the ground because it lost its wings. What a terrible knife technique.
Wang Yuyan has also traveled all over the country, doing chivalry and challenging masters. It is rare to meet such a strong master. Her sword can't wait to be unsheathed. But recently, her father has strictly ordered her to go out to find someone to compete with, saying that she wants to restore her image as a lady among everyone. She had no choice but to give up.
The sun was setting in the west, and the gorgeous sunset dyed half of the sky red. A white horse carried Su Xiaolou and walked in the afterglow of the setting sun. Su Xiaolou was drunk and hazy, whistling tunelessly.
All this fell into Wang Yuyan's eyes, as if the eminent monk in the popular novel had entered reality, and everything seemed to be destined.
A group of them had been drinking since noon, and several of them were so drunk that they fell unconscious. Su Xiaolou opened a room in the restaurant and asked the hotel staff to carry them in.
Su Xiaolou still had some sense, so he got on his horse and went home.
Finally we arrived at Su Xiaolou.
Jia Shutang and Jia Bujia stuck their heads out, their eyes widened and their necks stretched out to watch the show.
Su Xiaolou stepped onto the pontoon on horseback and passed by a man in black who looked unusual. He only heard the man in black say: "I have been thinking about a question...should I chop off your left hand or your right hand?" ?”
Su Xiaolou pointed to himself in confusion: "Did you tell me?"
"Then let's start with the eyes."
I saw the man in black throw away the bamboo hat on his head, drew out his long knife, and jumped up...
A hidden weapon shaped like a writing brush was shot from the third floor of a teahouse not far away, hitting the long knife that fell in front of Su Xiaolou's hands. Kawada Ichiro was shaken away by the hidden weapon and took a few steps back after landing.
A nimble swordsman jumped out of the window, jumped to the second floor, performed Qinggong, stepped on Jia Shutang's head and jumped down, landing lightly on the bridge. The swordsman covered his face with a black cloth.
The two men in black occupied both sides of the bridge, exuding a dangerous aura, and the battle was about to break out.
Su Xiaolou was caught in the middle. He had sobered up a lot and felt like he was going to become cannon fodder.
Jia Shutang, who was watching the excitement upstairs, covered his head and angrily pointed at the masked man in black and cursed: "He's a Nainai, don't run away if you have the guts..." Jia Bujie quickly stepped forward to dissuade them, so that their positions were not exposed.
Seeing the man in black with a samurai sword charging towards him again, Su Xiaolou was convinced that this man was coming for him. He was so frightened that he hurriedly rode on his horse and screamed: "Help! Help! Ah! Killed!"
The white horse seemed to feel the murderous intent. It jumped up with its front hooves and neighed towards the sky. Su Xiaolou lost his center of gravity and fell uncontrollably. A knife was wrapped around his head and slashed at him with great force. In an instant, There was a strong force pulling his belt outward, and he perfectly dodged the long knife. Su Xiaolou rolled over two meters away before he could stand still.
The long knife flipped over and came towards Wang Yuyan's face. The soft sword turned into a swimming dragon, wrapped around the long knife and stabbed the opponent's wrist, forcing Biru to put the knife away in defense. Wang Yuyan fought while shouting: "Run away. "
Su Xiaolou looked at Wang Yu's graceful figure and said excitedly: "Come on, heroine, be careful!" After saying that, she led his flattery and ran under the bridge.
Seeing the gleaming sword on the bridge, the speed was getting faster and faster, the air was filled with the sound of friction of weapons, the long sword was like a rainbow, splitting mountains and seas, the soft sword was like a white snake spitting out letters, hissing through the wind, Su Xiaolou could only He heard the sound of fighting, but couldn't see how it happened. It was obvious that the speed of the two people was staggering!
This was supposed to be a wonderful fight. Unfortunately, Su Xiaolou was not a martial arts practitioner and could not see the subtleties. But he could feel that the killer was very strong. He took out the Zhenfu Division's emergency tool from his arms. The special letter cigarette is lit, and the letter smoke rushes into the sky with a "chirp" sound.
