In the name of the sword, I will sacrifice you in your prime

but mistakenly allowed gentleness to miscalculate the hatred of the rivers and lakes

Heaven and man will always be separated and hateful

There is an inch of crack left in the heart

In my name, I cherish your green grass and soul

Now there is no monument and no grave under the north slope

……

Looking at Murong Jianxin's strange and familiar face, listening to her sing the song "In the Name of the Sword" in a cold voice, Jiang Ming even thought that she was Xun Yi.

But the flickering colored lights around him reminded him all the time that Xiaoyi could not come to today two thousand years later.

No matter how similar they are, they are two different people.

Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Ming was very strange, how could these girls be so crazy once they played.

They spent two hours for lunch, and then spent a whole afternoon shopping for groceries, hastily ate dinner, and went to KTV to sing, and they were really not tired at all.

Even Jiang Ming felt that the hair under his feet was fluttering, and they were still full of vitality.

Xue Pan was a self-acquaintance, and he quickly got along with a few girls, and they listened to Murong Jianxin singing while drinking and playing games, which was a lot of fun.

"I'll go out for a while, you watch them, don't tell them to drink too much. Jiang Ming said hello to Shen Shuangqin, and got up and walked out of the box.

I don't know why, when he heard Murong Jianxin sing this song, his heart was very blocked.

He had never heard this kind of song before, but when he heard the phrase "no monument and no grave", he couldn't help but think of those brothers who were buried in the desert.

Just for his own obsession, thousands of brothers ended up with no monument and no grave, and they couldn't even return the body of the horse leather, teaching him how not to regret it.

I thought that I could clean up when I got out of the box, but I thought that it was even more noisy outside, especially the energetic singing and dancing in the hall, which made Jiang Ming even more irritable.

After asking the bar girl, he turned left and right and walked out of the back door of the song hall.

It's a dilapidated alley full of garbage and sewage, and perhaps because of the scarcity of people, the only thing that is commendable here is that it is quiet.

And this quietness is exactly what Jiang Ming craves now.

Leaning on the rusty iron railing, Jiang Ming replayed the past in his mind like a movie.

The familiar and distant images have taught him that he can't distinguish between reality and illusion.

Those are all real things, but compared to the city in front of them, they are so unreal.

Maybe for others, that's normal, because two thousand years of development should be like this.

And for Jiang Ming, it was just yesterday and today.

In an instant, for thousands of years, a few people can have this kind of experience.

"Click...... Click...... "Leather boots stepped on the cement road, and in this quiet place, the sound became exceptionally clear and loud.

Jiang Ming looked over, and a big man wearing a black vest and camouflage trousers walked towards him slowly.

Dahan's pace is very regular and steady, his eyes are sharp, and his momentum is compelling. Today, that Zheng Zhikai is compared with him, he is really not a scumbag.

He walked to a meter in front of Jiang Ming and stopped, and slowly pulled out a long jet-black thorn from his waist.

Jiang Ming didn't know that the weapon of the three-edged blade was the once famous Type 56 military thorn, but the moment he saw the military thorn, he knew that it was the person in front of him who killed Zhao Dayong's car mechanic.

"You want to kill me?" Jiang Ming straightened up, changing his previous laziness.

The big man grinned and didn't speak, but with a wave of military thorns, the people had already rushed up.

In the blink of an eye, the cold air on the edge of the military thorn was already clearly discerning.

It's just that his stab didn't work, and Jiang Ming just made a mistake and dodged it.

A stab was ineffective, and the speed of the big man did not decrease, and he chased after the backhand.

The blood on the big man's body is extremely thick, and it seems that he has a lot of blood on his hands, otherwise the murderous aura would not be so heavy.

After coming to this world for so long, it was the first time he had encountered such an opponent, and Jiang Ming was a little excited in his heart.

He no longer dodged, but met him, slammed his fist on the wrist of the big man with one hand, and slashed at the big man's neck with the other hand.

The wrist was hit hard, and the piercing pain made the big man almost lose the military thorn in his hand.

At this time, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect a little schoolboy to have such skills.

He felt that he was careless, and immediately dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding Jiang Ming's attack.

Jiang Ming's eyes were cold, and he walked with his fists, and his fists kept swinging.

As soon as the big man failed, he became extremely passive, and he could only dodge desperately, constantly using his arms to resist Jiang Ming's iron fist.

Click......

Dahan retreated more than ten steps in a row, and there was no chance to fight back at all, and he was shocked in his heart.

The information clearly says that this young man is just a gentleman, but whose gentleman can have such skills?

Damn, the information that the bastard gave was too far behind.

As he retreated, he was about to hit the iron railing behind him.

The big man roared, and even though he was injured, he no longer blocked Jiang Ming's fist, but picked out the military thorn from the bottom up.

Jiang Ming grabbed his wrist holding the military thorn, kicked him hard in the lower abdomen, and the person chased after him tightly, followed by a knee collision, and put the big man on the iron railing.

With a "bang", the big man's back even hit the iron railing into a dent.

Jiang Ming grabbed Dahan's empty hand and pressed it against Dahan's chest.

And the hand holding the military thorn was also flipped by Jiang Ming, and the sharp blade of the military thorn was slowly pressed into the heart of the big man.

Dahan only knew at this time that Jiang Ming's strength should be far superior to him, and he was just playing with him just now, thinking of these is not only discouraged.

has been a killer for so many years, what he is most proud of is this kung fu, and when this kung fu is useless, he has no half of it.

"You are not Jiang Ming, he can't have this kung fu at all. ”

Jiang Ming ignored him, but the general stabbed him in the heart, and asked expressionlessly, "Who wants to kill me?"

Dahan grinned, "Every line has its own rules, and it's impossible for me to betray my employer." ”

Jiang Ming exerted force in his hand, and the edge of the military thorn pierced the big man's vest as if nothing was there, inserting it into his skin.

"Who wants to kill me?"

The blood soaked a large piece of Dahan's vest in an instant, Dahan looked down, but there was no fear on his face, he would have seen through it sooner or later.

It's just that the day came a little earlier.

He looked at Jiang Ming and grinned, "It's so murderous, it's thicker than me, and it's not unjust to die in your hands." Hehe, I'm going to die, can you tell me, who the hell are you?"

"I'm Jiang Ming!" Jiang Ming finished speaking, and his hand pressed down fiercely.

With a "poof", the three-edged blade was inserted from the front of the big man, and a pointed tip was drilled out of the back.

"You're definitely not...... Poof......"

The big man couldn't say anything anymore, his heart was pierced, and blood quickly filled his chest cavity and began to gush out of his mouth.

And where the military thorn pierced, because the military thorn was not pulled out, the blood did not flow so much.

Jiang Ming let go of him, and the person took two steps back.

I saw the big man slowly sitting on the ground leaning on the iron railing, staring at Jiang Ming with a pair of big eyes, as if he wanted to see through Jiang Ming's soul, wondering if the person who killed him was really Jiang Ming, the gentleman on the information.

For a real man, Jiang Ming gave enough courtesy and started cleanly.

That's all he can do.

It's just that the people who tried to take his life three times, he has made up his mind that he will not let go.

I wasn't in a good mood, but now it's terrible.

Who is it that will never forget his life?

The alley was quiet again, and Jiang Ming had already left.