There are mourners all around.
The cries and howls of men, women, and children all merged into one, and the tragic situation in front of them was even more dizzying.
No one knew what happened. How could this large and famous restaurant collapse in such an instant?
And outside the tavern, there were also shouts of people going to save people, together with the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs, the noise was mixed together.
Liu Boxuan stood there steadfastly. His bamboo hat fell somewhere, but the silver gun in his hand was still there.
What did he see just now?
A dozen black shadows were scattered on the ruins, and the ice blades in their hands shone coldly in the moonlight.
But in a trance, those things seemed to have turned into phantoms, like transparent foam, which evaporated in an instant.
At this time, many figures from outside gradually appeared in the dust rising from the ruins.
Some of them gathered in small groups, called for friends, and began to carry earth and rocks to rescue the injured who were trapped underneath.
He was also a little sneaky, searching through the ruins alone, trying to get some benefit from it.
Liu Boxuan squinted his eyes, recalling the dozen or so phantoms that seemed real and illusory.
I heard the sound of loose earth and rocks coming from a small pile of ruins not far away.
Just hearing the sound of "boom", the dusty Dendrobium suddenly stood up, with Zhang Hongce still protected under his short figure.
Both of them opened their mouths to take a breath, but they were choked by the rising dust and coughed. It took a while before they returned to normal. At this time, they both looked embarrassed.
"Brother Zhen Jian, Shi Hu, are you okay?"
"Nothing, nothing."
Liu Boxuan said as he opened a wooden beam and freed the prostitute who was pressed under the wooden beam.
The woman's head and legs were injured, with blood stains, and she couldn't stop crying. Liu Boxuan comforted her with a few words, and then walked towards Zhang Hongce and Shi Hu.
When the roof collapsed just now, the three of them dodged each other, so they were a little far apart.
Zhang Hongce joked: "Bo Ling! It's a good thing to meet you. How come the roof of this good house collapsed?"
"Zhang Zhenjian, you didn't want to come. Who asked you to come?"
"Liu Boxuan, why do you talk like this?"
The two were quarreling, and Liu Boxuan had already arrived in front of Zhang Hongce with a silver gun.
Seeing that Zhang Hongce was covered in dust, he used his sleeves to help him dust off his body. The three of them sneezed a few more times one after another, and the mouthfuls of gritty sand made them feel extremely miserable.
Zhang Hongce, a Confucian scholar, experienced the roof collapse process. Although he was funny, he was really shocked.
Liu Boxuan said: "Brother Zhen Jian, this is not the place for you to stay. Go back quickly!"
"But... Boling, your next step..."
Liu Boxuan waved his hand and asked Zhang Hongce to stop talking.
Zhang Hongce knew Liu Boxuan's temper, so he could only sigh and stop forcing himself.
"Oh, it's all up to you, just take care of yourself!"
Zhang Hongce turned around as he spoke. He didn't know where he stepped on, and his foot sprained suddenly.
He sat down on the ground and screamed twice.
Liu Boxuan raised his eyebrows: "Zhen Jian, I've already stepped down for you, why do you need to stage this show here?"
There were tears in the corners of Zhang Hongce's eyes: "You Liu Boxuan, you are so nasty about this kind of thing, I really sprained my foot."
"Then leave early, don't let the young master worry."
Zhang Hongce looked helpless and was about to say something else to regain some ground.
But Liu Boxuan looked directly at Dendrobium.
The young man understood and said "Ah" twice. Without any explanation, he directly picked up Zhang Hongce and ran out of the ruins.
Before leaving, Zhang Hongce shouted: "Bo Ling, go back as soon as possible, don't let the young master worry!"
Liu Boxuan shook his head and said nothing. It wasn't until he saw Zhang Hongce leaving that he felt a little relieved.
Then it’s time to do what you want to do.
When he thought of this, Liu Boxuan turned his gaze to the other end of the ruins. He vaguely saw two or three vague figures squatting or kneeling there, seeming to be clawing at the earth and rocks on the ground.
No matter what, you can't lose him this time, otherwise all the clues will be lost.
At this time, someone called Liu Boxuan and asked him to come over and help save people, but Liu Boxuan ignored him completely.
Under the surprised and dissatisfied eyes of those people, he walked straight towards the place where the assassins dressed as Hu businessmen were staying.
About halfway through the journey, Liu Boxuan suddenly stopped. On the other side of the dense dust mist, the foreign man who looked like the leader of an assassin suddenly stood up and looked at him.
Their eyes met, and the man did not shy away. He kept staring at Liu Boxuan, but his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.
Liu Boxuan noticed that he seemed to be slightly injured. There were blood stains on his forehead and arms, but it looked like they were just superficial injuries.
At this time, there were only two companions beside him, who were kneeling on the ground and picking up the earth and rocks. It seemed that the other three people should be buried underneath.
The two looked at each other for a moment. When the barbarian saw that Liu Boxuan showed no signs of attacking, he squatted down and continued digging with his two companions.
The three people were talking in nonsense while digging. Liu Boxuan didn't know what they were talking about, but the three people turned to look at him from time to time during the conversation, indicating that the content of the conversation must be related to him.
Liu Boxuan did not go over to disturb their rescue. He just found a broken wall and sat down, holding the silver gun in his arms.
It seemed that it didn't take long for them to dig out their companions buried underneath.
"Brother, we have no enmity or enmity against you, why do you keep following me and waiting for you?"
Liu Boxuan didn't answer, but still sat on the broken wall and looked at them.
"You Han people have a saying that it is better to dissolve enemies than to make knots. The beggar and the six orphans injured your master, but he is already dead. If you think about it, we will suffer a loss, but if we admit defeat, then this debt is not as good as Let's write it off. You will have nothing to do with us in the future. We will not seek revenge on your little master, and you can't cause us any more trouble. What do you think?"
Liu Boxuan did not answer, but said: "I have a question to ask."
"Brother, please tell me."
"Are you the egrets waiting for Guan Cao in the Northern Dynasty?"
There was suddenly no movement over there, and it took a moment before there was an answer.
"Qifuba Liugu said that you and others got his token. Can you return it to me? I have nothing else. I just hope that this token can be buried in the ground with the deceased."
Liu Boxuan sneered: "Looking around, he asked, are you an egret?"
"Brother, please calm down. This matter does not involve me in the Northern Dynasty." The voice seemed a little awkward in the dust that had not dispersed for a long time. "The waiting officer Cao has been abolished since Emperor Xiaowen moved south. We were the ones twenty years ago. Egret, but now we have nothing to do with the Northern Dynasty, we are just using people's money to eliminate disasters for others."
Liu Boxuan did not shy away and asked directly: "Who wants to kill Xiao Yuwan!"
This voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue, attracting the attention of many unrelated people around him.
But there was no sound from the other side of the dust for a while.
Liu Boxuan urged: "Hurry up, I have the waiting badge in my hand. If you want to get it back, just exchange it with that name!"
I just heard a few people over there exchanging a few words in nonsense, and that voice said again:
"I don't want the token anymore... Brother, you are a hero. Our Qihu tribe respects heroes. We advise you not to pursue this matter any more. No matter what the outcome is, it will not be good for you!"
There was no more sound coming from the other side.
But Liu Boxuan noticed that under the gloomy night, the figures of the barbarians were supporting each other and about to leave.
"You want to leave?" Liu Boxuan asked.
Then he was about to follow, but at this moment, he seemed to feel that something was wrong.
Alarmed, he quickly looked around.
But within the scope of his vision, apart from the ruins and the various groups of people moving on the ruins, he seemed to be unable to see anything unusual.
Just when he was about to relax, he heard a scream from the barbarian in front.
Liu Boxuan saw that the situation was not good and wanted to pursue him.
At this moment, he saw a flash of cold light in front of him, and a flying knife passed through the darkness in front of him and flew towards his face.
Liu Boxuan hurriedly dodged sideways, and saw the flying knife grazing his cheek and inserting directly into a wooden stake behind him, which shocked several people around him.
I heard the sound of metal colliding and men yelling and cursing from outside.
Then someone shouted: "Kill!"
This "murder" caused chaos in the ruins of the restaurant. No matter what kind of people they were, injured or intact, they all fled from here without caring about anything else.
Someone was running away like a headless fly and almost knocked down Liu Boxuan.
At this time, as soon as Liu Boxuan stood firm, he saw two flying knives flying towards him again. This time he was fully prepared and easily dodged and had roughly found the location of the attacker.
Then he tiptoed, his body rose into the air, and with a move of "dragon out of the sea", the silver spearhead stabbed into the darkness like countless raindrops.
I saw that the man in the darkness could not resist, and with a deft side jump, he left the darkness and was exposed to the moonlight.
It was another man in black wearing night clothes, but his body was smaller, like a half-grown baby.
Liu Boxuan shouted angrily: "Who are you? You destroyed this restaurant!"
But the other party ignored him at all and rolled a tornado directly in front of Liu Boxuan, with cold light appearing in his hands.
It is said that every inch is short and every inch is dangerous. In the opponent's hand was a dagger with a black back, and he stabbed Liu Boxuan in the chest.
Liu Boxuan hurriedly dodged, but because of the uneven ground under his feet, he shifted his center of gravity, and the sharp dagger tore his sleeve, almost injuring his flesh.
The opponent was agile, and when he saw that the blow missed, he swung another blow. This time, he tore a big hole in the chest of Liu Boxuan's robe, but still did not hurt his flesh.
The other party was silent and about to swing out the third sword.
With the first two blows, Liu Boxuan had roughly figured out the opponent's path, and he would not leave any opportunities for the opponent to take advantage of him.
After all, you have a gun in your hand. If you can't exert its power in close combat, you can only keep a distance.
But the other party seems to have been prepared for it. They are determined to stick to you and fight to the death.
Although the idea is good, Liu Boxuan is old and sophisticated after all, and he is even better at fighting on the spot.
He changed his handgun skills, and even in close combat he was not at a disadvantage. Subtly, the distance between the two of them widened again.
That means every inch is longer and every inch is stronger,
The silver spear flies like a dragon out of the sea, and the cold light is like rain hitting pear blossoms.
He beat the opponent until he was unable to parry, and finally he stabbed the opponent in the thigh with a spear, bleeding profusely.
Although the other party was in pain, he didn't say a word and just fell to his knees on the ground.
Liu Boxuan stepped forward and kicked away the opponent's dagger that fell on the ground, and pointed the silver gun tip at the opponent's throat.
"Tell me, who are you? Why are you here?"
The other party still didn't say a word, his eyes were wide open and seemed to be stained with tears, and he still stared at Liu Boxuan stubbornly and unyieldingly.
Liu Boxuan was stunned for a moment. Using the moonlight, he looked up and down at the assassin in front of him. The man was as thin as a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy, but the big black and white eyes on the black scarf that covered his face were clearly that of a woman. .
"You...you are a girl..."
With distracting thoughts in Liu Boxuan's mind, the gun tip loosened.
"So what about the girl? Does it still prevent you from killing me?" The other party replied coldly, his stubborn and tearful eyes almost reaching the sky.
Liu Boxuan fought countless battles and killed countless people, but he only killed men and foreigners.
But now there was a woman in front of him. Although she was a female assassin, he really didn't know what to do.
Just when he was full of distracting thoughts, he suddenly heard the roar of wind in his ears. He panicked and felt a gust of wind suddenly coming from the side and behind.
Liu Boxuan had no time to take care of the female assassin anymore. He quickly turned around and raised his gun as if to block.
Then he saw another black shadow rising up from another dark area like a ghost. The black shadow held a ring-headed knife high in his hand and slashed at the head.
The posture seemed to be powerful and powerful. Liu Boxuan had many ways to attack him, but he was confused just now and he only wanted to block with his gun.
Just when he finished his action, he saw that the opponent's figure seemed to have turned into a shadow.
His movements changed extremely quickly, and the powerful and heavy blow seemed to use all his strength, like a mountain pressing down on the top, but it was just a feint.
His real purpose is...
Just as Liu Boxuan was thinking of this, he saw the dark figure lowering his center of gravity, and his eyes were level with his ribs.
If he took action at this time, Liu Boxuan would have no possibility of fighting back, and his vital points would be exposed.
But the strange thing is that the other party did not use the fatal knife. He just drilled his whole body under Liu Boxuan's armpit.
Liu Boxuan was horrified and his whole body was cold.
He subconsciously took a few steps back to distance himself from the other party.
But when he saw that the other party didn't seem to look at him at all, he went directly to help the female assassin who had suffered a gunshot wound.
"Who are you?" Liu Boxuan continued to ask.
At this time, he suddenly discovered that the assassin who almost took his life just now was also a woman, but she seemed to be older.
He glanced at Liu Boxuan, and his tone was as clear as a silver bell: "General Liu, you can't drain this muddy water, and neither can the young prince. Don't cause trouble for yourself, and don't cause trouble for the young prince. We will deal with it later." thing."
Liu Boxuan was suddenly stunned. The other party actually knew his name and the relationship between him and Xiao Yu.
"Who the hell are you?"
The other party stopped answering, just supported his injured sister and jumped up a broken wall together, disappearing into the night.
Liu Boxuan pursued her for two steps and then stopped. He lowered his head and thought. Even if he thought about it, he couldn't remember when he had dealt with such a woman.
But at this moment, a man's scream came from outside the ruins. Liu Boxuan didn't think much and chased after him.
