Zhao Lin's heart pounded and he looked up at the street opposite.
There is a two-story restaurant directly opposite Liuhe Gate. Sitting in a private room by the window, you can easily monitor the entry and exit of people here.
Zhao Lin put himself in his shoes and thought that if he were an assassin, he would choose to monitor there.
So when he was practicing, he opened up all his hearing every once in a while to collect the sounds coming from the other side, and sure enough he collected them!
Zhao Lin remained calm and carried the iron sand bag to the entrance of the courtyard.
The window of the private room was half open, and two people were sitting dimly behind the screen.
Zhao Lin's Adam's apple moved slightly, directing the ultrasound waves to focus on the window of the private room, and quickly located the two people talking.
This is an ability he has just discovered. It has the same principle as the directional pulse of radar, and can well avoid other noise interference.
Just listen to the hoarse voice continue: "It's been almost four days and people are still jumping around. The boss is very unhappy."
"I understand, don't mention the boss at every turn."
Another cold voice snorted and said: "Those two boys are very slippery and their travels are completely irregular. There are four gates in the southeast, northwest and north. I can only choose to ambush along the way. I have not had any luck these days. Encountered."
Zhao Lin heard that the cold voice was Zhao Feilong, the ruthless pillar who assassinated him, and he didn't know who the hoarse voice was.
The hoarse voice was a little accusatory: "You still underestimated the enemy, otherwise you would have won it the first time. Now that they are on guard, it will definitely be difficult to attack."
Zhao Feilong sneered and said: "Liang Mazi, don't stand and talk without hurting your back. Do you know how fast that guy named Zhao Lin ran? I had already stabbed him, but I still couldn't catch up even though I was running so fast!"
The hoarse voice named Liang Mazi softened and said, "Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I heard it from other brothers."
"But you are the cruel pillar of our gang, and you have never failed!"
Zhao Feilong said in a deep voice: "I am focusing on the north gate now. If I block it again, I will never let them get out alive!"
Liang Mazi chuckled and said: "That's good, we can still trust Brother Feilong's ability..."
The next two bandits said nothing. After a while, the door curtain sounded and one of them left the private room.
"There is only a thousand days to be a thief. There is no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days. This person cannot be kept!"
Zhao Lin continued to use iron sand bags to train his bones, but the thought in his mind was how to get rid of this ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong.
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"Let's take the north gate tonight."
At dusk, Zhao Lin met Liang Song and told him the news he heard from Huzi.
Liang Song was curious that Zhao Lin could actually eavesdrop on Huzi's conversation, but he trusted Zhao Lin very much and did not express doubts. He just asked: "You knew he was ambushing at the north gate, why did you go that way?"
"This man is a scourge and I want to kill him."
There was a cruel look in Zhao Lin's eyes, "But his martial arts is too strong and it is difficult to kill him with one strike. He has to lure the snake out of the hole. I have a plan..."
After listening to this, Liang Song pondered for a while and said: "It's good to have a plan, but what if I'm afraid that he won't come out or find other beards to help?"
Zhao Lin shook his head gently, "Zuanshan Bao urged him to take action quickly. He should not be willing to give up such a good opportunity. As for finding another beard, we won't give him any extra time."
"Besides, a person like him is used to living alone. I think he will choose to act alone."
After hearing this, Liang Song smacked his fist with excitement in his eyes, "Okay, I'll do as you say! Kill Hu Hu!"
The two simply ate something and quickly headed to the north gate.
Although he knew that Zhao Feilong was ambushing him on the road to the north gate, Zhao Lin didn't know exactly where he was, so he turned his hearing on to detect everything around him, not missing any unusual noise.
When we walked near the Chenghuang Temple, we heard the sound of slight and rapid breathing coming from the woods on the roadside.
"This guy found a good ambush location."
Zhao Lin snorted in his heart and immediately concentrated the ultrasonic waves and fired them in a targeted direction.
Ultrasonic waves returned in waves, and Zhao Lin sketched this picture in his mind:
Zhao Feilong's slender figure crouched on the branch of a curved willow tree, with his left leg bent forward and his right foot against the trunk of the tree, maintaining a downward pounce posture.
In his hand, he held a slender sword.
Zhao Lin could even notice that Zhao Feilong stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
"I suddenly remembered something. Let's go back to Sanjia Village tonight."
When he was about ten meters away from where Zhao Feilong was hiding, Zhao Lin suddenly stopped, patted his head, and looked like he had made an impromptu decision.
"I left in a hurry that day and left a dozen taels of silver in the house. I didn't have time to take it with me."
When he spoke, he winked at Liang Song.
Liang Song understood and said in the same loud voice as Zhao Lin: "Then go back and get it. The north gate happens to be in front of you."
"Wait a minute, I think we should go through the west gate." Zhao Lin stopped Liang Song.
Liang Song was deliberately puzzled: "The North Gate is close to home, why take a detour?"
"This is called imaginary and real, real and imaginary. We can't let the beard guess where it's going, right?"
"That makes sense. The city gate is about to close. Let's leave quickly..."
As they talked, the two turned around and walked towards the south gate.
"Damn it, if I take ten steps closer, I can take action!"
Zhao Feilong jumped down from the tree, looked at the two people's retreating figures, and said bitterly.
But soon, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Go home? I'll be waiting for you to die at your house!"
Zhao Lin and Liang Song left the city from the west gate. Instead of going home directly, they came to Baiqiao Village first.
First, give Zhao Feilong time to rush over, and second, make some preparations.
When they returned from hunting in Laoyu Ridge, they buried all their clothes, used weapons and poison in the backyard of Zhou Paotou's house.
Now that the matter has been exposed, there is no point in hiding it, it is just time to take it out and use it.
Zhao Lin and Liang Song observed for a while near Zhou Paotou's house to make sure there were no bandits watching, then climbed over the wall and jumped into the yard.
Pry open the stone slab and dig out the spears, bows, arrows, throwing axes and unused poison inside.
Considering that the poison on the weapon might lose its effectiveness over time, the two of them reapplied it.
"Do you think Zhao Feilong will wait for a long time and leave first?"
Liang Song drew his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow at the door beam. He found that his aim was still there and nodded with satisfaction.
"No, what this kind of person lacks most is patience."
Zhao Lin held the big iron spear passed down from Zhou Paotou's ancestors, practiced several marksmanship techniques, and incorporated the newly learned Liuhe stick technique into it.
Compared to a few months ago, he was finally able to actually use this iron gun.
In the past, he only had about 400 kilograms of strength and could only use the most basic spear moves such as stabbing, stabbing, and teasing.
Now that he has eight to nine hundred kilograms of power in his body, he can use difficult techniques such as pressing, splitting, collapsing, and dancing at will, making him very powerful.
"Ruthless pillar, right? You will die under this iron gun!"
