"Coming? Who is coming?"
This guy was looking straight at the entrance of the corridor, and I turned around to look, and then I heard the sound of the door opening.
Two people came up, and when I saw the man behind Manager Qu, I was so scared that my soul flew out of my mind! He quickly dodged and hid in the room.
It turned out to be 50% off... Master.
Long time no see, Master Zhe is still the same, with a crew cut, eyes, a slightly awkward walking posture, and his thick book under his arm.
The crowd whispered: "Who is this? Why don't you recognize him?"
"Idiot, you haven't seen it yet? This must be the new janitor's discount. I heard that he is also a master of swordsmanship. This is fair to the sword boy. The superiors sent him here to take advantage of this opportunity. Establish authority.”
"Do you think this guy can do it? Why do I feel like he doesn't have much energy?"
"I don't know. I've never seen this person take action. I hope he can do it. Otherwise, the money we paid will be in vain."
The people imprisoned here are all people of three religions and nine streams. They have been imprisoned for too long, and most of them have a sense of hostility hidden in their hearts.
Daowazi sounded the gong, which was undoubtedly like a flame touching dry wood, instantly igniting the atmosphere.
"Damn it! Dao Wazi is so good!"
"What a gatekeeper! What a top master! Hack them all to death!"
"Come on, come on! Anyone who wants to make a fortune has decided to leave!"
A gambler opened a game and acted as the banker, shouting that he should place his bet quickly.
Although these people loudly expressed their support for Daowazi, almost without exception, they all bought and the gatekeeper won.
There are ones for five yuan, one yuan, and even a few cents.
I didn't participate, but I saw that there was only one exception, and that was this guy next to me. He had a knife.
He bet five dollars and said, "This is all my property. I support Daowazi. Young people need encouragement."
"Everyone be quiet! Stop making noise!"
Manager Qu shouted loudly. He looked at Dao Wazi and said coldly: "Changchun rules, fair duel, life and death are up to God, no regrets."
Daowazi stared at Master Zhe and replied firmly: "I will never regret it!"
"Okay! Take your knife!"
A Miao knife with a leather sheath flew over from the air. Daowazi raised his hand and firmly grasped the long knife.
His eyes were nostalgic, he stroked the blade and murmured: "Good brother, we haven't seen each other for twenty years..."
This knife is very long, about 1.5 meters by visual inspection.
The moment he touched the knife, Daowazi's eyes became extremely sharp.
I saw him holding the long knife behind his back with one hand, flicking his thumb upwards, and suddenly the cold light came out of the sheath! The sharp Miao knife spun around in the air and was held firmly in his hand.
There was a clap of applause behind me, and I heard Fei Wuchang praising: "Okay, just this one move of the sword shows twenty years of skill."
"Why the hell are you following me?"
"Who is following you? Why are you hiding here? Are you afraid to see people?"
"I....!"
I was too lazy to pay attention to him. This man always smelled bad, so I quickly stayed away from him.
I hid behind the door and poked my head out to take a look.
It's too early now, Master Zhe's position is unclear, and I can't expose it yet.
Daowazi's man and sword are integrated into one, and there seems to be no flaw in that direction.
He pointed forward with the tip of the knife and said coldly: "Come on, don't keep your hands free. I heard that you also use a knife. Where is your knife?"
Master Zhe didn't waste any words. He opened the thick book on the spot and took out his seven or eight-inch long folding knife.
Daowazi frowned and asked, "What kind of knife is this?"
A flash of white light flashed through the lenses of Master Zhe's glasses, and he immediately replied: "Butterfly Knife."
Someone shouted: "Every inch is longer, and every inch is stronger! I think Daowazi has the advantage!"
"That's right! I think this is also the case."
Only Shi Wuchang had an unusual expression on his face. He looked at Master Zhe and murmured: "Dao Wazi, you have to be very careful... This person is very strong."
The spectators automatically backed away, leaving the wide corridor open.
Daowazi held the knife with both hands and shouted loudly! He raised his sword and cut with astonishing momentum!
The reason why the Miao Dao is called the Miao Dao is because the blade is long and slender, shaped like a seedling. The knife is held in both hands and can break a horse's legs and behead a person's head in one sweeping sweep. It is extremely powerful!
The tip of the knife touched the concrete floor, and Daowazi dragged the knife forward quickly, making a metallic sound! A series of sparks were created!
I always thought that this kind of scene could only be seen in martial arts movies. Seeing it live gave me a great shock.
If I were standing in front of Daowazi right now, I would probably be hacked to death in a second.
It was really the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword! The dragon is entangled in the mountain! The knife kills!
On the other hand, Master Zhe was forced to retreat step by step, holding his small butterfly knife to block left and right, looking a little embarrassed, but he never opened the knife, and the butterfly knife opened with a loud sound.
Shi Wuchang explained excitedly: "Okay! Step down and chop! Turn around and stab! Lift your knees and chop down! You can even use the knife while kneeling! It's awesome, Daowazi!"
"What a fool! This move is even more powerful, it's a sword-killing move!"
"Good guy! Left and right backhand knives! The person who uses this knife needs to have an indomitable momentum coupled with fast and flexible steps. The knife turns with each step, killing every step. During the dance, only the light of the knife is seen, but no figure is seen."
I slowly turned my head and looked at him with cold eyes.
He shut his mouth knowingly.
Master Zhe had already taken more than ten steps back, and the sharp Miao knife in the knife boy's hand had been slashed against his face several times. It was so dangerous that I secretly sweated.
"Draw your sword!" After slashing, Daowazi roared angrily.
As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, everyone present heard a crisp "click" sound, which was the sound of the butterfly knife being thrown away.
I didn't see what was going on.
Daowazi suddenly stopped and covered his neck with his left hand.
Then blood spurted out.
Cut his throat with a knife.
"Plop.!"
Daowazi stood holding the knife for a few seconds, then suddenly fell straight to the ground. His upper body was twitching, and a large pool of dark red blood was left under his body.
The scene was completely silent, eerily quiet.
Master Zhe took off his eyes and wiped them with a cloth. Without saying a word, he calmly put the butterfly knife back into the book, turned around and walked down the stairs.
"Daowazi!"
Fei Wuchang shivered, and immediately said with fearful eyes: "This new janitor is too scary, even stronger than I expected."
Manager Qu looked like a villain. He cleared his throat and said, "Have you seen it? This is the consequence of disobedience!"
He pointed to the gong hanging on the wall and said: "Whoever thinks he can do it, just come up and knock it."
"What? No one dares to come?"
"Then just be honest with me from now on!"
"I'm repeating my position! President Zheng built this mental hospital in the first place! His original intention was not to imprison you! It was to protect you! Let you live for decades longer!"
"So, your final destination is the same, you can only die here!"
