"A high-ranking official...Ximen Qing and his acquaintances just went to the big restaurant under Lion Bridge to have a drink."
Now that we know where Ximen Qing is going, the next thing will be easier to handle.
Moreover, the thief actually went to drink. Li Zhengyi couldn't help but feel that God was helping me.
In order to prevent this guy from leaking the news, Li Zhengyi did not let him go directly. Instead, he tied him up in the alley with the belt on the guy's body and blocked his mouth with a rag. He would probably be able to do it later when there were more people. be found.
Without hesitation, he exited the alley and rushed towards Lion Bridge.
There are already more pedestrians on the street. Although the weather is getting colder, passers-by still stop to talk, smile and say hello.
A man holding a bamboo pole, wearing a straw hat and shabby gray linen clothes hurried through the crowd.
Li Zhengyi soon arrived at his destination. The Lion Bridge is a stone arch bridge with a pair of majestic stone lions standing at each end of the bridge.
In the southwest corner under Lion Bridge, there is a magnificent wooden restaurant.
It can be seen that the business of this restaurant is good. Even though it has just reached noon, there are already many customers coming in and out.
The shouts of the waiter and the chatter and laughter of the guests drinking and having fun came and went, causing some passers-by in common clothes to stop one after another, and then left with sighs.
"Is the high official Ximen here?"
Li Zhengyi caught a shop assistant who was hurriedly greeting customers and asked him. Looking at his clothes, the other person just thought he was a herbal collector who had medicinal materials to sell to the high officials of Ximen.
He said perfunctorily: "Official Ximen is in the private room upstairs. You can go find him yourself."
After the waiter finished speaking, he was busy greeting the others. Li Zhengyi glanced at the location of the stairs but did not go up. Instead, he turned around and left the restaurant.
He doesn't have the strength to kill Ximen Qing head-on like Wu Song, so he has to choose a safer method.
After going out, he did not leave, but sat down against the corner next to the door of the restaurant.
Li Zhengyi was half lying there, with a straw hat on his head, a tough bamboo pole in his hand, and his clothes were a little shabby.
Someone was passing by and thought he was a beggar and ignored him.
Li Zhengyi was also happy that no one would disturb him. While listening to the movement at the door of the restaurant, he stared at the various people coming and going, not knowing what he was thinking.
He kept rubbing his hands and holding a large rusty iron awl in his arms. This was the weapon he used to temporarily replace the spear.
He still understands the principle that one inch is long and one inch is long, especially for a novice like him who doesn't have much martial arts skills.
The long gun I originally bought from Master Liu in the blacksmith shop was confiscated by the government, so I rushed to get a simple replacement for myself.
The rusty iron awl and the tough bamboo pole were both at home. He made a gap in one end of the bamboo pole, inserted the iron awl and fixed it with wire, forming a simple spear.
Now the head of the gun is hidden in his arms, and the other end is exposed, making others think it is just an ordinary bamboo pole.
After waiting for more than half an hour, no one came out, and Li Zhengyi's heart gradually became a little impatient.
But when I think about the many things I have prepared and experienced before, all I can do now is shudder. No matter what, I have to wait.
The sunshine became warmer and warmer, and Li Zhengyi also relaxed again, lying there quietly motionless. People passing by thought he was asleep.
"Let's go~"
"See you soon, Mr. Ximen."
Just then, a familiar voice came from inside the restaurant door that made him grit his teeth.
It's Ximen Qing, that guy is coming out!
Li Zhengyi sat up slightly, holding the bamboo pole in his arms tightly with both hands, and his heart began to beat faster.
"There are so many high-ranking officials in Ximen!"
"Ah, Mr. Lin is also huge, huge. Master Zhang is even higher, haha!"
Through the gap in the straw hat, I saw Ximen Qing hugging two men in fine clothes who were older than him, swaying from left to right out of the restaurant.
Several people were chatting and laughing loudly at the door of the restaurant, preparing to say goodbye. No one paid any attention to Li Zhengyi, who was dressed in a flowery dress beside him.
"Goodbye, Sir Ximen."
"Ah, bye, bye. Master Zhang, bye."
Seeing that they were about to get onto the carriage with the help of the servants beside them, Li Zhengyi thought that opportunity waits for no one, so he stood up silently while everyone ignored them.
Without questioning or any other nonsense, he held the bamboo pole tightly with both hands, pointed the rusty iron awl at the other end and stabbed it into Ximen Qing's lower back.
Ximen Qing was facing away from him at this time. It was a foolproof thing, but it changed under Li Zhengyi's incredible eyes.
Because Ximen Qing was drunk, his foot slipped and his body tilted, and he accidentally dodged Li Zhengyi's full-strength shot.
"Ah~"
"Get out of the way!"
The passers-by screamed in surprise, and when they saw the thugs committing murder, they all pulled away and hurried away.
Seeing an iron awl more than a foot long brushing past his waist, Ximen Qing broke out in a cold sweat and at the same time, he woke up from his drunkenness.
He had practiced fists and kicks for many years, and coupled with the explosion before his death, he actually grabbed the iron awl and threw it far away in the blink of an eye.
While avoiding, he turned around and saw Li Zhengyi, whose straw hat had been flipped up to reveal his face, and exclaimed: "It's you?!"
Why did Li Zhengyi come so anxiously to kill Ximen Qing the day after he escaped? Just to make him panic and unprepared.
Lest if time goes by and his subordinates don't come back to revive him, this guy will realize something is wrong.
Everything else was already calculated, but I didn't expect that Ximen Qing's foot slipped for no apparent reason and he escaped.
Hasn't this thief's fate come yet? Li Zhengyi's expression was extremely unwilling.
"Come on, catch this fugitive with me!"
Seeing that Li Zhengyi no longer had a weapon in his hand, Ximen Qing shouted and asked others around him to arrest him with him.
Where there is life, there is hope. Seeing that he couldn't succeed, Li Zhengyi was ready to find an opportunity to escape.
At this moment, a splash of yellow liquid suddenly poured directly on Ximen Qing's head from above.
It was fate that Ximen Qing liked to play with women, and the thing that fell on his head was the gold water poured by the woman upstairs in the brothel next to him.
"Ah! It stinks!"
The foul smelling stuff not only drenched Ximen Qing, blinding him and making him unable to see, but also made everyone around him subconsciously avoid him.
Exactly now! God help me!
How could Li Zhengyi give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
He suddenly jumped towards Ximen Qing, grabbed his waist with both hands, and two swords flashing with cold light appeared.
His front foot serves as a pivot, his back foot exerts force, and the two swords in his hands sweep across.
The sword in his left hand swung away the surrounding villains, and the sword in his right hand swept across Ximen Qing's neck with a strong wind.
"ah!!!"
Amid the horrified shouts of the people around him, a huge head shot up into the sky, then fell to the ground, rolling around a few times before stopping.
