The night wind ruffled the stars in the sky. A black special car drove out of Guanlong Mountain, but stopped just before passing the last guard box.
Li Siming, who was sitting in the back row, looked normal. The middle-aged woman in cheongsam smiled slightly and seemed not surprised.
"It seems that someone doesn't want you to go too easy."
Li Siming didn't speak, just opened the door and got out of the car.
Two bright LED car lights shone on a man dressed in black. His figure was not burly, he could even be said to be frail. He had gray hair on his temples and was not too young. He had a long, flat hand hanging from his waist. Knife, with a piece of black cloth wrapped around the handle.
When the man raised his head, he found that one eye was gray, and the other eyeball was staring at Li Siming in front of him, spinning around.
As Li Siming approached, the man's hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife, as if a cold light would flash in the next second.
When the man spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had lowered his voice deliberately. People who didn't know better would think that this guy was drunk after shouting for three days and three nights.
"You said you wouldn't come back."
Li Siming said "hmm".
"But, you broke the contract." The single eye glowed fiercely, while the other eye was still gray.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm leaving now." Li Siming said with his hands behind his back.
"You..." The one-eyed man suddenly froze.
He felt that Li Siming should have given up and corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong. He was already frightened by himself.
But no matter how much I thought about it, I felt something was wrong, so I calmed down.
"Fart! You've finished your work, of course you have to leave! You said you couldn't come back at first, but now you come and leave as soon as you say. What do you take what you said once?" the man roared.
He seemed to be full of anger.
Li Siming frowned, seeming to be deep in thought.
After a while.
He just raised his head, looked at the one-eyed man in front of him, and said in a tentative tone: "What the hell?"
The one-eyed man took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.
In the current battle, excessive anger will not have any effect. On the contrary, it will affect one's ability to draw the sword. It is not a street brawl. You can gain some advantages by relying on anger.
For a true master, anger will only have side effects. When you lose your mind, you have lost half the battle.
"Now that you're here, don't leave!"
After saying this, the man stepped forward and rushed towards Li Siming.
The movement was extremely fast, and the momentum was like a beast rushing. In the process, his hand was already pressed on the handle of the knife, and the bright silver light was particularly dazzling under the light of the car lights. But as soon as the knife was halfway out, Li Siming One hand pressed down on the opponent's wrist, and at the same time he smashed the half-out knife back into the scabbard.
"The stars are fine tonight, I don't want to fight." Li Siming looked into his eye and said softly.
The man yelled angrily, his eyes shining fiercely.
"You said you won't fight, so you won't fight?"
He disliked Li Siming's tone very much and felt that he was being despised. He clearly came with anger and was determined to keep Li Siming, but the other party's words of "I don't want to fight" made him look like a retard.
Who can bear it?
So he drew the sword again, and the blade made a clanging sound as the metal slid against the scabbard.
Li Siming frowned. He held the thin blade between his two fingers and pulled a wisp of energy.
With a "clang" sound, the blade was sent back again.
Immediately, he stretched out his hand, grasped the one-eyed man's wrist, pulled him in front of him, moved his elbow lightly, and hit the other man's chest.
The man groaned, holding back the pain in his chest. He staggered a few steps, but he seized the opportunity and held the knife with one hand. But when he turned around, Li Siming was already in front of him. He dropped his foot and stepped on the handle of the knife. Last, this time, not only was it kicked back again when it was about to be unsheathed, but there was also a tearing sensation in the tiger's mouth that was holding the knife.
With the help of stepping on the scabbard, Li Siming put one hand behind his back, his gown fluttering, and he jumped up. He raised his legs and put his knees on the chest of the one-eyed man. The latter's face turned pale and he couldn't help it. As he stepped back, bursts of dust rolled up under his feet.
Blood had already overflowed from the corner of his mouth. This time, Li Siming stood far away and did not move, and he did not draw the knife again.
Watching Li Siming return to the car, he remained silent and moved to the side. The red taillights became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the darkness. There was still silence around him. Free bugs that dare not be silent will make summer sounds. The neighing of the sun.
His hand trembled slightly, and he slowly placed it on the handle of the knife. He lowered his head and glanced, grinning with a bitter smile.
in the car.
Li Siming shook his gown and looked as usual.
As for the previous battle, treat it as if it never happened.
The woman in the cheongsam chuckled: "It is said that Qi Changguang has superb swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship can be ranked among the top three in Daxia. But in front of you, he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword. This shows that this person has lived up to his reputation."
Li Siming shook his head slightly and did not agree with this statement.
"Qi Changguang is raising his sword."
"Keeping a knife?"
"I have been raising a sword for twenty years. If that sword comes out, I will be no match. There are so many warriors in the entire Daxia Kingdom who can catch that sword. Even if they do catch it, they will definitely have to pay a lot of effort. price."
The cheongsam woman smiled: "Then you still dare to get out of the car? Aren't you afraid?"
"Not afraid." Li Siming's eyes were deep, "The sword he has raised for twenty years will not attack the human race. Otherwise, it would be a shame."
The cheongsam woman put away the smile on her face and became serious.
"It's respectable."
"Yeah." Li Siming responded, turned away and stopped talking.
…
In the past few days, Star City was still peaceful. Because of the effect of the formation, few people knew what happened in the villa area that night.
Fang Yu's parents may be the biggest victims. They just went on a business trip for one night and came home missing. Even their only son was half-dead. They didn't even have permission to visit.
Except for the Demon Slayer Department, which was smashed to pieces by a ruthless woman, there seemed to be no splash.
It is worth mentioning that the captain of the Demon Slayer Department, as a B-level expert, has not dared to sleep all night long in the past few days. As long as he falls into drowsiness, he wakes up every half an hour. When he wakes up, There must be times when you are sweating profusely.
The terror of the dreamer is reflected here. It is hard to guard against. As long as you close your eyes and sleep, you will fall into the dream weaved by the dreamer. All kinds of weird things may happen. For example, I dreamed that I was naked and being chased by a group of strong men on the street.
The most terrifying thing is the burst of pain coming from the chrysanthemum after waking up.
For this reason, the captain of the Demon Slayer Department has responded to the superiors no less than ten times, just asking for someone to stand up and say something fair and take good care of that crazy woman Tang Keqing.
