The street vendors shouted like singing, with loud and powerful voices.
The market was noisy, but the crisp, melodious and ups and downs of the hawking sounds were clear and could be heard clearly.
Li Changshou was sitting at the bun shop, with a slight smell of blood all over his body.
I just came back from wearing my robe in the mountains.
After the New Year, the weather seems to be a bit colder.
The cold wind is like a knife.
Li Changshou also saw the wife the fool mentioned.
Wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and braided hair.
A pair of smart eyes, the appearance is very pleasant.
He brought the steamed buns and rice porridge to Li Changshou and said, "Take it easy."
From the tone of his voice and his actions, he guessed that his family used to be well off.
Li Changshou didn't think much, lowered his head and started eating.
There were originally two gangsters in the bun shop, who came to see the fool's new wife.
The two gangsters were taught a lesson by Li Changshou before because they bullied fools.
Seeing Li Changshou coming at this time, he immediately lowered his head and honestly did not dare to speak.
After a while, Li Changshou left the bun shop.
The sound of horses neighing came from the street, and three swordsmen from the mountains rode up.
One of the swordsmen stopped at a blacksmith shop and asked, "Get me a knife, my knife is useless."
The blacksmith who made the iron quickly responded without daring to neglect.
"Master, what type do you want?"
The swordsman threw the missing knife at his waist to the blacksmith, "Make this one!"
"Okay."
"I'll pick it up in five days. If you fool the master, it will cost you your life!"
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
The swordsman stopped talking nonsense and turned his horse's direction.
The horse chasing the other two swordsmen stopped at the bun shop.
The blacksmith sighed softly, with a bitter look on his face.
He muttered something under his breath, turtle bastard.
Then he went to forge the knife honestly, and there was no need to think about paying him.
If you can't satisfy the other party, your life may be in danger.
Three swordsmen entered the bun shop.
Li Changshou rubbed his hands and walked home without taking another look.
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The bun shop not only sells buns, but also drinks, side dishes and more.
Seeing the swordsman come in, the people who were eating steamed buns at the steamed bun shop invariably speeded up their eating of steamed buns.
Some even left in a hurry before finishing their meal.
Now the people in the city fear these swordsmen as they fear tigers.
This group of escorts from the northwest is small in number, but they are ruthless.
Several gangs in the city were beaten into obedience, let alone civilians like them.
"Second Master, it would be great to have a meal at a restaurant, but you have to eat buns here." One of the swordsmen said dissatisfied.
The man with a broken eyebrow, who was the leader of the three, did not speak and ate the buns in silence.
He raised his eyes slightly from the porridge bowl and stared at the woman in a red cotton coat who was picking up garbage on the ground with her butt sticking out.
The other two swordsmen looked at each other.
Then he put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and grabbed the woman from left to right.
"Hey, what are you doing!?"
"What are you going to do?"
"come over!!"
The woman struggled hard, but her strength was too weak.
The two swordsmen grabbed his two thin arms like little chickens, unable to move.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
Widow Wang heard the noise and hurried out of the kitchen.
Seeing this scene, he hurriedly took out some scattered silver coins from the counter.
"Hey, sir, this is my daughter-in-law.
Just do your best and let her go. "
The man with the broken eyebrow didn't even look.
A swordsman had already drawn out his sharp long knife, "If you don't want to die, get out of here. Your daughter-in-law will be lucky if our second master plays with you!"
Widow Wang had the knife pressed against her neck, her face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly knelt down.
He was complaining endlessly, with a lot of tears and runny nose.
"Please be merciful, these are poor people.
You have mercy, our family will remember your great kindness..."
"Don't bully my wife!!"
There was an angry shout, and then a black shadow was thrown over.
It was a jar of wine that hit a swordsman on the head.
The fool rushed over with a sudden stride and punched him.
With a fist as big as a sandbag, the swordsman immediately became silent and fell limply to the ground.
The knife on the other swordsman's waist was just left in the blacksmith shop, and he didn't have the knife in his hand.
So he subconsciously picked up the desk and chair under his buttocks and used it as a weapon.
But the fool jumped the gun and slapped him away.
“Buzz——!!”
The force was strong and heavy, and the swordsman felt a buzzing in his ears.
He fell to the ground and did not recover for a long time.
The two gangsters who usually bullied fools were stunned when they saw this scene.
It turns out that this idiot is not just a stupid big guy, he is actually so powerful when he attacks.
The fool looked at the man with the broken eyebrow angrily, "You are bullying my wife!"
The man with the broken eyebrow glanced at the two swordsmen who fell on the ground, and then said coldly: "That's a lot of strength, but it's a pity that he's just a reckless man."
The fool raised his fist and smashed it.
There was a "crack" sound.
A gleaming knife came out from the waist of the man with broken eyebrows.
This knife is obviously a good knife. Even the ten swords of the swordsman just now are not as good as this one.
The fool has a long wingspan and has the upper hand.
Logically speaking, you should hit the opponent first.
However, the eyebrow-breaking knife was much faster than his fist. The knife stabbed upwards diagonally and went straight to the fool's throat.
This is the real Northwest swordsman!
Instead of the two bandits lying on the ground with a knife on their waist and claiming to be swordsmen.
This knife should have penetrated the fool's throat.
However, he was not stopped by a pair of hands just an inch away from the opponent's throat.
The man with the broken eyebrows condensed his eyes slightly and met a pair of calm eyes.
"This world is hard enough, please give me a way to survive."
Li Changshou, who had returned, stopped in front of the fool and accurately grasped the blade with both hands.
What's surprising is that the sharp blade didn't cut his palm.
Not a drop of blood was shed.
Li Changshou could feel that the blade only left a shallow white mark on his broad palm.
And between the palm and the blade, there is a layer of invisible flowing air.
The man with broken eyebrows held the handle of the knife tightly with one hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.
He grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.
"A way to survive? My sword is bound to see blood!"
If you want to find a way to survive, ask me for my knife! "
The two gangsters were lying under the table, and a snow-white light and shadow flashed past.
The cold wind outside hit the windows, making a "huffing" sound.
The horses tied outside seemed to be unable to bear the cold wind.
It neighed like a human wail.
Blood spattered on the white window paper, drawing a diagonal line.
There were also a few blood drops scattered irregularly through the window paper, like a work of art formed unintentionally.
The man with broken eyebrows chuckled and sat down again.
He picked up the bowl of wine and took a sip.
It was only when he raised his head that the two hooligans noticed a slender red line on his throat.
After a while, the red line quickly cracked.
The man with the broken eyebrow spit out blood and mixed it with the drink.
He collapsed on the table, breathless.
Li Changshou held the broken blade of the knife in his hand.
