"You are lying on someone else's roof in the middle of the night. Are you trying to be a gentleman?"
It was night, Yan Chunlai was watching Song Wuyan's residence, but suddenly he noticed a strange voice coming from behind. When he looked back, he found a strange person standing not far behind him.
The person who came was tall, with a high nose and deep eyes, and his blond hair shone in the moonlight. He was actually a foreigner? However, although the other party looks strange, he still dresses in the style of Shengguo, and he can be regarded as doing as the Romans do in the country - if you think about it more deeply, it is that this foreigner has lived in the land of Shengguo for a long time.
Although foreigners are rare in Shengguo, there are still some. It is said that these foreigners come from the far west. They cross the sea by ship and travel thousands of miles to come here to carry out trade and other activities with the people of Shengguo.
"Aren't you surprised to see me...?" the foreigner said in a confused manner.
"What's surprising about this..." Yan Chunlai didn't know why the other party asked such a question.
Yan Chunlai had also met a foreigner before, so he was not surprised by his appearance, but he couldn't figure out why a foreigner would appear here - what kind of identity and background did this Song Wuyan have?
"Our looks... are very different." The foreigner stretched out a finger, tapped Yan Chunlai, and then tapped himself, showing a rather proud look on his face. It seemed that he was proud of his unusual appearance. His appearance is very confident.
"So that's what you're talking about..." Yan Chunlai was quite speechless. It seemed that this foreigner was quite concerned about his appearance: "Don't think of me as that ignorant person."
"According to what you say, you are quite knowledgeable..." The foreigner's eyes changed and became very sharp: "I just don't know what your abilities are like."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the foreigner was already attacking him, with his left hand in front of him as a feint, and his right hand delivered a very fierce punch, directly towards Yan Chunlai's face.
"What the boss said is indeed true. There has been a lot of trouble lately, and I actually caught one." The foreigner was quite proud when he took action, as if the other party was just a mosquito that could be easily swatted to death.
Who are the people coming from Yanchun? The leader of the fifth-generation disciples of the Yanshan Jinghong Sect, the leader of the Young Heroes Association, and a talented martial artist who can create his own light martial arts - it should be noted that it is difficult to learn a martial arts, and creating a martial arts of your own is only a matter of learning. Many times more difficult. And Yan Chun's self-created Qing Kung, even if it is not a top secret skill, it can be regarded as one of the best in the world.
Swallows swim back and forth, looking like ghosts and moving like wind and thunder. He Nan had also learned this move, and had used it to avoid a random strike from Xu Baichan, Yan Chunlai's master and father-in-law. Yan Chunlai, who had reached the pinnacle of Qinggong, performed it like a god.
Yan Chunlai, who is proficient in Qinggong, would be the worst in the world if he were caught by this foreigner's reckless man with both hands. He saw that every punch of this foreign man fell into the air. He took ten steps forward and punched out ten times, but nothing happened. One punch could touch Yan Chunlai's clothes.
"Xie Te, are you a loach? Are you able to slip away like that?" Seeing that all his attacks were in vain, the foreign man looked a little angry and even spoke his own native language.
"Haha... don't compare me to those things that are drilled in the ground." Yan Chunlai was obviously very dissatisfied with the other party's evaluation. How could the swallows flying gracefully in the sky be compared to loaches?
"Then do you dare to confront me head-on?" The foreign man actually knows how to provoke others.
Under normal circumstances, Yan Chunlai would definitely not agree to this man's request, but at this time, in order to fully grasp the opponent's intelligence, he still chose to fight head-on. The other party mentioned the word "boss" just now, and he must be the thug hired by Song Wuyan. Since he is Song Wuyan's subordinate, Yan Chunlai has more reason to test his level.
The foreign man punched out, and Yan Chunlai waved his palms to meet him. When their fists came together, the tall and burly man was beaten back three steps, while Yan Chunlai remained unmoved.
"How?" Yan Chunlai looked proud.
The foreign man turned his fist over and looked at it, and found that his right hand was dripping with blood: "You Shengguo is really crowded... Even this small county has strong hands who can use Qi."
At first, Yan Chunlai was still wondering which language the other party spoke: "You want to say that the land is vast, rich in resources, and full of talents..." Suddenly, an idea flashed through him, and he became aware of something - how did this old foreigner know "zhenqi"? "Existence?"
He originally wanted to shock the other party, but he didn't expect that this foreign devil even knew about the existence of Zhenqi. It seemed that he was taking it too lightly.
The blond man also immediately realized that he seemed to have let something slip. He smacked his lips twice and finally choked out this sentence: "No matter who sent you or why you came, it seems that you are here today." Can’t leave.”
The next moment, the foreign man suddenly shouted something that Yan Chunlai didn't understand. Then what came to the ears of this uninvited guest was the strange movement in the house, and two foreigners who were tall and thick were also clinging to the wall. They reached the roof and surrounded Yan Chunlai in the center.
It seems that these foreigners really have a close relationship with Song Wuyan, but it is not yet certain how many of them have not yet appeared. Yan Chunlai thought in his mind - he was not afraid at all that he would face one against three. Even if he couldn't fight hard, there would be no problem at all if he wanted to leave.
"Charlie, are you injured?" A thinner foreigner looked at the guy who first fought with Yan Chunlai. Through the moonlight, he saw that Charlie's right hand was full of blood - the expression of the man with black hair and Tsing Yi. Calm and unscathed, it must be the blood of his companions.
"Be careful, this kid is not easy to deal with." Charlie said angrily. "He is very fast, and... he can also use 'Qi'. Don't underestimate him."
The other party was communicating in their native language. Yan Chunlai couldn't understand a word of it, but seeing the slight change in the expressions of the two people coming up from behind, he could guess that the guy who fought him first should want them to deal with him seriously. .
Charlie's two companions exchanged glances - obviously, the two of them also knew that the concept of 'Qi' existed, and now it seemed that it was worthwhile for Charlie to exchange one of his own hands for the information that the other party could use Qi. .
"Come together!" Charlie roared, and the three foreigners launched an attack on Yan Chunlai from three different directions!
The thin man pulled out the sword from his waist. This kind of sword is very different from Sheng Guo's straight sword. The sword body is slender and triangular, and there is a guard on the hilt. This kind of sword is the largest compared to the straight sword. The only difference is the flexibility of the sword body and its relative ease of use.
Another man who was about the same size as Charlie worked his hands together and held an epee upside down. When he swung the epee, it made a whining sound like breaking the wind.
At first glance, the three people's joint offensive seemed to be fierce, but in fact it was full of flaws. There was no sense of hierarchy of a joint siege at all. Instead, it became a constraint for each other. It would be better to fight alone. To use an old saying in the prosperous country, they are focusing on the head and not the bottom.
Charlie originally thought that Yan Chunlai would come towards him, who was unarmed and injured, whether he was fighting or escaping, but he didn't expect that this guy would go straight towards his companions holding heavy swords. The heavy swordsman was originally going to swing his sword to strike sideways, but Yan Chunlai swung around and walked around to the rapier brother again. It was unclear whether he could hit the opponent with his sword. If he continued the offensive, it was obvious that he would be the first to suffer. His accomplices had no choice but to raise their hands in embarrassment and let it go. However, they did not want to create another breakthrough for Yan Chunlai, and instead went outside the encirclement.
"If the three of you choose to fight in a wheel battle, there seems to be a chance. This kind of unorganized siege is useless to me..." After Yan Chunlai stood firm, he faced the three foreigners with a mocking tone: " But I won’t give you this chance.”
Charlie is the most proficient in Sheng Mandarin among the three. The two companions barely understood what Yan Chunlai said, but he was already furious - sometimes, understanding what others are saying is worse than not understanding.
"You mean... you can easily defeat the three of us?" Charlie snapped.
Yan Chunlai spread his hands: "I wouldn't say it's easy, but it's not difficult either."
"Obviously, the person with his empty hands can't even touch me, and the attack with the rapier is not sharp enough. Even if he hits you twice...as long as he doesn't hit my vitals, it won't be a big deal. As for the one with the heavy sword, Well... it's too slow, you are the only one among the three of you who has no chance of winning against me."
"You're just talking big words!" Brother Chongjian understood this sentence. He was the one with the strongest strength among the three. At this time, he was actually evaluated by his opponent as having "no chance of winning." If he didn't do something, What, even his companions will look down upon him. He switched his heavy sword to one hand and sprinted towards Yan Chunlai with all his strength, striding forward and picking up a few broken pieces of rubble.
"Ha..." Yan Chunlai didn't want to waste any more time, so he threw out two flying knives with a flick of his hand. These days, he did not wear his precious swords "Peacock Tail" and "Golden Eagle Beak", because they were too eye-catching and inconvenient, but flying knives... he had as many as he wanted.
"Didn't you say I was too slow?" As if to prove his strength to the opponent, Brother Epee deliberately chose to dodge rather than block when facing the flying knives, and passed between the two flying knives with ease.
"Haha..." Faced with this man yelling angrily, Yan Chunlai was speechless, "You'd better look at your companions..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Chongjian heard two strange sounds coming from his ears.
The sound of "clang" was caused by the sword wielder using his shuriken to fly away a flying knife, and the sound of "ah" was the scream caused by Charlie's forearm being completely penetrated by the flying knife.
This move is called Lao Yan Fen Fei. Yan Chun Lai can throw up to six flying knives at the same time while ensuring the hit rate. However, the target of Lao Yan Fen Fei from the beginning was not Brother Epee, but the two people behind him - from Yan Chun Lai. This trap has been laid since the beginning of taunting the opponent, and the first one to rush forward will definitely be this reckless man with an epee, so he can take advantage of the two people behind him to relax their vigilance in front of the opponent. sneak attack.
The reason why a hidden weapon is called a hidden weapon is because it is difficult to defend against when used secretly. At this time, Yan Chunlai taught the other three people the principle of "it is dark under the light".
"I don't know who the master who taught you martial arts is...but didn't he tell you not to be distracted during the battle?" Before Brother Chongjian could react to the current situation, Yan Chunlai's voice had already reached his ears. Come.
There was only a "thud" sound, and Brother Epee's abdomen had been stabbed with a three-inch-long flying knife held by Yan Chunlai in his hand. Under the severe pain, he had lost the strength to swing the sword. The whole person slowly collapsed until he fell from the roof to the ground.
"I... have no intention of killing anyone. This is a warning to you." The next moment, Yan Chunlai was behind Charlie. He pulled out the flying knife on Charlie's forearm and put it against the side of his neck, "If you I'm just a thug hired by Song Wuyan, so it's too late to get out of this muddy water, otherwise you will never have the chance to hear me speak next time."
Yan Chunlai was not bloodthirsty. Whether it was in his opinion or He Nan's intention, there were only two people who must die - Di Shiyuan and Song Wuyan. The others would spare their lives if they could.
The tip of the knife had pierced Charlie's skin, and blood flowed down the blade and onto his collar. Charlie and Brother Rapier both dared not breathe - the other party was right, it was indeed not difficult for him to deal with the three of them.
In the next moment, Charlie felt that the knife from his neck had been removed. He suddenly looked back, only to find that Yan Chunlai had disappeared without a trace - as if he had never been here.
If it weren't for the three wounds left on his body to prove that this was not a dream, Charlie wouldn't have known whether what he saw was a human or a ghost.
