Weapons were scattered on the ground, and swords were piled up indiscriminately, almost becoming a hill.

The playboy picked them up one by one and looked at them, checking them all over the size, shape, etc., and found nothing. The weapon Wu Zheng said was not Beiliang's, but he didn't see it at all.

The playboy also knows a lot about weapons, and he has been familiar with military books since he was a child, so he is naturally familiar with them. However, the playboy doesn't know much about real weapons, but he just roughly knows how many kinds there are and what they do.

In fact, the reason is because he likes to use fans. This fan can fan the wind when it is hot, itch when it's itchy, and hit people when it encounters enemies, it's really a versatile and practical weapon. And the most important thing is that this fan can well bring out his unique temperament of handsome and chic in the wind of the jade tree. The fan is unfolded, and the poems and songs on it can highlight their brilliant talents. Even if the playboy himself doesn't know how to write poetry, he doesn't have any talent for fart, which doesn't affect him in the slightest.

The playboy is a good-looking master, although he didn't see the problem with this weapon, but he couldn't let Wu Zheng see it directly. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too embarrassing.

So, the playboy began to pretend again, looking at the weapons, and nodding his head like a drum. The playboy put his hands behind his back, for fear of revealing his stuffing, and said while looking at it: "Judging from the craftsmanship and size of these weapons, they really don't look like our Beiliang objects." ”

Wu Zheng raised his left eyebrows, and said in his heart what the playboy said, why didn't he understand it at all. Wu Zheng was afraid that he had made a mistake, so he looked at it again, and finally determined that he was right.

The playboy secretly glanced at Wu Zheng and found that Wu Zheng's eyes were wrong. Could it be that you are exposing yourself? The playboy coughed, unfolded the fan seriously, and said, "Then you can talk about it." ”

Wu Zheng glanced at the playboy before he said, "This sword hilt is different from Bei Liang. ”

"Oh?" the playboy replied with a pretentious surprise, "Actually, this boy also thinks there is a problem. ”

Wu Zheng pursed his lips, he was already accustomed to the shameless performance of the dude. I knew it earlier, so I let the playboy pretend to be a little longer, and I was very happy to see the playboy's expression of denying it knowing that he was exposed.

Seeing that Wu Zheng didn't talk, the playboy had to cough lightly again to relieve the embarrassment. When he cast his gaze on the weapons again, he deliberately observed the hilts of these swords.

Wu Zheng was silent for a long time before he slowly opened his mouth and said, "The hilt of these swords is made of iron. As he spoke, Wu Zheng picked up a sword.

The dude's eyes narrowed slightly, which he hadn't noticed. But what does it matter? The iron hilt of the sword should be all the fuss. Although the playboy does not often wield a sword, he still has this common sense.

There are two types of hilts: iron and wood, and the iron one is one with the sword body when it is forged. As for the wooden, it is not all wood. In fact, the middle is iron, and it is sandwiched twice with wood. The purpose of this is to maintain the weight and balance of the sword.

The playboy is naturally aware of this, but what is the matter with Wu Zheng's so-called sword hilt? Even though the playboy is very knowledgeable, he has never seen the slightest way.

Wu Zheng saw that the playboy still didn't understand, so he had to shake his head and continue to explain: "The weather in this northern cool is cold, so. ”

Before Wu Zheng's words could be spoken, he let the playboy preemptively say, "So I used a wooden hilt." As he spoke, the playboy snatched the sword from Wu Zheng's hand as if he had suddenly realized. Then, he continued: "And the grips of these weapons are all made of iron, right?"

was very proud, but began to ask about Wu Zhenglai.

Wu Zheng didn't want to deal with the playboy, he was deflated just now, and now he is starting to get nervous again. Playboy is such a person, as soon as he catches any little tail, he starts pulling it out hard.

The playboy shrugged his shoulders and continued, "But I'm afraid this can't be used as evidence." As he spoke, he threw the question to Wu Zheng.

"Although Beiliang also has iron ones, the number should be very small. Wu Zheng was very confident and said word by word.

The playboy thought about it, in fact, it is indeed possible that as Wu Zheng said, these weapons are not from Beiliang. If this is the case, then this group of people is likely to be an external force. For example, they are in the southern Yao country of the northern Liang country.

The playboy has a general conclusion in his mind, but what the specific facts are, he still has to ask the black-clothed captives. With an idea, the playboy took the lead and walked back.

Before Wu Zheng could react, he turned his head and found that the playboy had already left a long way. Wu Zheng pinched his waist, straightened up, and was about to follow.

However, at this time, there was a sudden change, and Wu Zheng saw several familiar figures as soon as he raised his eyes. It was those black-clothed people again, Wu Zheng's brows furrowed, and he spread his legs and was about to run away.

But the playboy didn't know anything at this time, and walked forward on his own. Wu Zheng didn't know what the playboy was thinking, and he didn't even notice the movements around him.

At this time, the men in black were distributed on the roof and in the corners. Their shadows, under the illumination of the sun, Wu Zheng had an unobstructed view. He didn't understand why the playboy couldn't see it.

Wu Zheng wanted to shout a reminder, but as soon as the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back. Wu Zheng had concerns, if he called out directly, would he be startled by the snake? Wu Zheng gritted his teeth, and was in this dilemma again. Wu Zheng hates to choose, but he hates to be chosen even more. Rather than waiting for an event to happen, it's better to strike first. With this thought, Wu Zheng was ruthless and rushed directly to the playboy.

It is naturally impossible for the playboy not to be aware at all at this time, at this time he has already seen the fire and knows everything well. He's waiting for an opportunity, waiting for these men in black to make a move.

However, he didn't want to, Wu Zheng suddenly rushed over. The playboy scolded in his heart, but he had to endure it. If it weren't for the special circumstances, the playboy really wanted to tie up Wu Zheng and beat him up.

Those men in black were already ready to attack, but suddenly a Wu Zheng appeared. Now, their plans are all messed up, and they don't even know what to do for a while.

Wu Zheng ran to the playboy, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the playboy's eyes full of anger. Wu Zheng swallowed his saliva, suddenly coaxed, and lowered his head to look at his feet. It seems that this dude has long known that there are people around him.

In the current situation, those people will definitely not do it first. In this case, simply don't do two things, and the playboy will strike first.

The next moment, when Wu Zheng was still aggrieved and twisted his feet and rubbed the ground, the playboy had already run out a few feet away. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of a man in black.

The man in black was startled, and the knife in his hand almost came out of his hand. The playboy smiled wickedly, then lifted a kick into the face of the man in black. The faces of the group of men in black, under the care of the soles of their shoes, directly became distorted, and then formed an exaggerated arc.

Wu Zheng couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he knew that these other people in black would not end well. If nothing else, the playboy will hit the face of the next man in black when Wu Zheng blinks again.

Sure enough, the next moment, the playboy rushed in front of another man in black.

Wu Zheng could clearly see that person

An expression of wanting to cry appeared on his face. However, this did not allow him to escape the fate of being beaten. On the contrary, the playboy seems to like beating the man in black even more. How to put it, it seems to have a unique pleasure.

Wu Zheng will learn to be a traitor, and he has long been hiding far away, for fear that the playboy will put a man in black to him, and his small body will not be able to stand it. Wu Zheng curled up in the corner, probed out, looked left, and looked right. After the playboy eliminated all the people in black, Wu Zheng was willing to come out.

It was indeed effortless to deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but he still had some questions in his heart, that is, why this group of men in black would come to assassinate them. The dude has put back a man in black, which means that the other party must know his strength. But this time, they sent this group of men in black again, and they knew that they would be invincible. This, I'm afraid, is not so simple.

Just as the playboy was thinking, he suddenly realized that the man in black who was knocked to the ground by him began to foam at the mouth. The playboy was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, but he deliberately did not kill him, in order to keep him alive. Apparently, though, his plans fell through.

The playboy's heart was even more anxious, he always felt that something bad was about to happen. So the playboy looked up to the sky and shouted: "Wu Zheng." ”

Wu Zheng saw that the battle was over, and when he heard the voice, he hurriedly agreed: "It's here." ”

The playboy didn't wait for Wu Zheng and took the lead in stepping away. Wu Zheng saw the playboy's eagerness, and he didn't procrastinate, so he chased after him. As for these men in black who were killed, there were naturally those guards who were stunned and at a loss for what to do.

After a while, Playboy Bian took the lead in entering the gate of the county guard's mansion. Behind him was Wu Zheng, who was panting. Wu Zheng's speed was not slow, and he ran with all his strength without being thrown off by the playboy. Immediately after that, he went straight through the door.

Entering the door, there was nothing abnormal, and Wu Zheng felt that the playboy was a false alarm.

However, Playboy doesn't think so, there is no anomaly, and it is usually more anomalous. He walked in quickly and bumped into Gu Zhongzheng head-on.

Gu Zhongzheng saw the two coming back, greeted him with a smile, and just as he was about to speak, the playboy directly wiped his body and passed. The smile on Gu Zhongzheng's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. But I thought in my heart, good boy, I don't even take my uncle in my eyes. Sighing lamentingly, Gu Zhongzheng had no choice but to shake his head, becoming more and more disagreeable.

The playboy is in a hurry to verify one thing, so naturally there is no time to waste. Now all he thinks about is don't let anything happen.

When the playboy walked to the door of a small room, he happened to run into dust again. I saw that Luochen's face was not good-looking, and his right hand was clenched into a fist. As soon as the playboy saw this, he knew that something was wrong.

I didn't have time to ask, so I rushed straight into the room. As far as the eye can see, it is a corpse foaming at the mouth. The playboy widened his eyes, and said in his heart that it was still too late. Turning around, he turned his reproachful gaze directly to the dust. He didn't believe that with the strength of Luochen, he couldn't deal with a few people in black.

Luochen didn't explain much, but said lightly: "They died by themselves." With that, Luochen shook his head and left.

The playboy was once again toyed with, and it was all a trap he walked into. His enemies, who simply know him too well. Or rather, the dude is too self-inflictedly clever. The playboy always thinks he is very smart, but it is this feeling that makes him always fall into the trap of the other party.

Now the person that the playboy can think of is the woman in white. Other than that, he couldn't think of anything else. Now the playboy is becoming more and more certain that the woman is behind it.

But the dude, who pretended to be clever again, made a mistake again.