Scarface's expression was gloomy and uncertain, he was testing the depth of my martial arts, but how could I give him a chance, Shen Guang was restrained, and looked at him with a smile.

But there was a handful of hair next to him, shouting, the disaster of blood and light? Haha, fortune teller, do you want to calculate for yourself first, will there be a disaster of blood and light today? As he spoke, he pulled out his knife and came to cut me, but Scarface stopped him and asked, friend, are you here to smash the field?

I shook my head, saying that this is a long story, that I am here to make a date.

A handful of hairs are grumpy, third brother, what are you doing nonsense with this kind of person, just do it.

Scarface's backhand is a slap, here you have the final say, or do I have the final say? A handful of hair was beaten, and he retreated again and again, not daring to make a sound, and his eyes were full of viciousness, as if he was relying on me for the beating. I shrugged helplessly, meaning I couldn't help it.

Scarface said again, do you still want to make an appointment? Isn't there a saying, the tiger is bullied by dogs in Pingyang, and the feathered phoenix is not as good as a chicken. I don't think you are a local, in our Hejian Mansion, you have to coil the dragon, you have to lie down if you are a tiger, and if you know each other, leave the silver and get out.

I said in my heart that your witty words are very slippery, but unfortunately they are not right, and shook his head with a smile and said, "Is Your Excellency a dog or a chicken?" Scarface said that it seems that you don't see the Yellow River and don't fade, and you don't pay for the coffin? I only use one hand, and your small body can last three moves, so I'll let you go.

There is humanity next to him, I'm afraid you can't satisfy him with one hand.

I said this in my heart, why does it sound so awkward. I looked at it, but I saw a pale, feminine-looking man, like a tuberculosis ghost, standing quietly aside. Scarface sneered, one hand is not satisfied, I still have one hand.

The sword flashed.

Scarface screamed again and again, his right arm was cut off by Qi Qi, and the tuberculosis ghost sword was like lightning, and even I couldn't see clearly how the sword came out. Zhang Youqian praised, good swordsmanship!

The tuberculosis devil looked at Scarface with a blank face, and now he only had one hand.

A handful of hair and others hurriedly supported Scarface, third brother!

Scarface endured the pain, anger from his heart, and said ruthlessly, you can do it, you have a kind, offend our Liuhetang, don't think about walking out vertically.

The tuberculosis ghost coughed for a while, saying that in the Central Plains, I have always walked sideways.

A handful of hairy words, if you are brave enough, don't run away, leave your name, even if our Liuhetang is the end of the world, we will hunt you down.

After coughing, the tuberculosis ghost slowly straightened up, glanced around, and said to them, My name is Jing Wusheng.

I was shocked in my heart, this unsightly leprosy ghost, a feminine man who looked unsteady even when he walked, turned out to be Jing Wusheng, who was the second best killer in the world? No wonder Fang Cai's sword was so fast that even I couldn't see it clearly, Zhang Youqian had already secretly moved to the back and took down the white banner that had been hanging before, as if nothing had happened.

Scarface said, you are Jing Wulife, I am still Jing Ke!

Jing Wuming said coldly, you are not Jing Ke, Jing Ke's daughter.

Zhang Youqian said, this knife brother, I advise you to hurry up and find a Langzhong, and the broken arm may still be connected, otherwise you will become a one-armed hero. Scarface said that no one should want to leave today, shouting people! A whistle sounded, and not long after, dozens of street thugs rushed over from all directions.

Third brother, are you going to fight?

Third brother, where is your arm?

Scarface said, slaughtering these rabbit cubs.

Jing Wuming waved his right hand, and the sword fell, and a sword qi rushed out.

The southwest bell tower roared, and the giant bell upstairs fell with a bang. Where did the gangsters see this battle, so they came over, and in a few breaths, they disappeared without a trace. Scarface knew that he had encountered a hard stubble, but he had planted a heel here today, so how could he give up, so he said, you wait for me, I'll call someone.

As he spoke, he prepared to slip away.

Zhang Youqian hurried to stop him and said, take the money.

What money?

My brother told you a fortune and said that you had a bloody disaster, and now it has been fulfilled, of course you must give money, otherwise, you don't want to leave here. Scarface took a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it over, fleeing in a hurry.

The giant bell rolled down to Jing Wuming's feet, and Jing Wuming said lightly, you send the white flag, and I will send the bell.

As soon as the words fell, sword qi spread all over Jing Wusheng's side, with death intent.

The killing machines were everywhere, and my heart sank, I didn't expect this tuberculosis ghost to be so strong in martial arts.

In the past year, I have seen countless masters, and I have also fought with Xu Kaishan, Feng Wanli, and Nangong Changqing, these people are all famous figures in the rivers and lakes, although my martial arts are not as good as them, in the face of them, even if they are not defeated, they can escape with the help of light skills.

However, now in the face of Jing Wulife, he actually has a feeling of powerlessness.

Jing Wu's sword carried death intent. His sword is a sword that kills.

The people who were watching next to them felt the killing intent and hid into the distance.

I pressed my hand on the sword spring and lifted my whole body's true qi to prevent him from suddenly making a move.

I looked at him and said, "You're here."

Jing Wuming said indifferently, I have to come, someone gave thirty-eight taels of silver to buy your head.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, the Xu sisters and brothers killed me that day, and they also quoted this price, so I had to say, this price is still very fair.

I regret it now, though.

I said in my heart that you regret being a big-headed ghost, and I regret it. I always thought that you were a master of the Xuan Realm, but I didn't expect that this murderous aura was full of energy, even if it was an ordinary general image master, he might not be able to win against him. But he said that it was too late to regret it now.

Jing Wuming shook his head, I regret it because, I don't think you are worth this silver.

I'm speechless, your words are so comforting.

Zhang Youqian leaned over and said in a low voice, can you do it?

I said a little hanging, we may have done something stupid today. Find a chance for you to slip away first.

Zhang Youqian said angrily, I still treat you as a brother, if I slip away, it will be a stupid thing I have done in this life.

I laughed, and the two stood side by side, saying that today would either die in battle or be famous in the world.

As he spoke, he pressed the reed and flicked the knife across his chest.

Jing Wuming looked at the two of us indifferently, and said after a while, I won't fight you today.

I wondered, why?

Jing Wuming said, you don't have enough killing intent.

Zhang Youqian smiled, since you don't fight, then please drink.

When we came to the next wine shop, everyone looked at us in confusion, and they were ready to kill you to death, but now they were sitting together and drinking. Zhang Youqian threw a piece of silver and asked the guy to serve the wine, and the guy came up with the wine, his hands trembled so badly, one missed, and the wine jar fell.

The sword flashed.

Before the wine jar hit the ground, it was picked up by Jing Wuming with a sword and landed smoothly on the table.

Three cups were filled, Jing Wuming picked up one cup, drank it all, and then coughed violently.

I looked at Jing Wusheng quite strangely, and suddenly felt that he was a little cute, and I said, if you drink it like this, I'm afraid you will drink yourself to death.

Jing Wusheng didn't raise his head, another glass, and then said, I am a dying person, if I can't even drink alcohol, what's the point of living?

I tested Jing Wulife with my divine sense, and my heart was shocked. The sword qi in his body is full, but in the lung meridian, there is a black shadow, I was surprised, are you injured?

Jing Wuming drank another cup and laughed at himself, three months ago, I went to Cui's house in Kaifeng and slaughtered someone. And then that's it.

Zhang Youqian's mouth is open, the head of the Cui family in Kaifeng, Cui Ruowang, died in your hands?

Jing Wuming did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

In the past six months, if there are any sensational events on the rivers and lakes, in addition to the Jiangnan Wulin League's attack on Fengyun Island, it is the violent death of Cui Ruowang, the head of the Cui family in Kaifeng.

The Cui family is a Kaifeng family, although it is not as good as the four major families in the rivers and lakes, but it is also a master. In particular, the one-armed sword Cui Ruowang, who pierces the heart sword with one hand, is extremely prestigious in the Guanzhong area, and ranks in the top 20 in the latest Xiaosheng Jianghu list. is such a martial arts celebrity, before March, he was inexplicably taken the head, and it is still a major unsolved case in the rivers and lakes.

Halfway through the drink, I tentatively asked Jing Wusheng, who paid for our lives?

Zhang Youqian also pricked up his ears, yes, and the price is so low.

Jing Wuming said expressionlessly, as a killer, keeping confidentiality for customers is the most basic professional ethics. As for why the price is so low, it is because I owe the other party a favor, a favor that must be repaid. So you don't have to ask, and I won't tell.

I said that we are drinking friends anyway, why don't you make a move?

Jing Wuming said lightly, I am giving you a chance, and I am also giving me a chance.

This sentence made me a little ambiguous, but Jing Wuming's next words gave the answer.

Brother Su, although you are new to the rivers and lakes, you are already well-known in our circle. When the man approached me, I didn't want to take the order, but because of the promise, I agreed. Seeing you today, you have no murderous intent in your heart, and I have decided to give you another half a month. And this month and a half, I still have some things to deal with.

The three of them drank until noon, and then they had their heart's content.

Jing Wuming said, after half a month, I will wait for you in the capital.

After that, Jing Wuming picked up another jar of wine and walked out.

Zhang Youqian said, this Jing Wuming is also a man of temperament, if he didn't insist on killing us, maybe he could be friends.

Not far away, a few gangsters saw that Jing Wusheng was drunk, and secretly followed. Zhang Youqian said do you want to remind him? I smiled and shook my head, Liuhetang is such a small character, if you want to fight Jing Wudi's idea, you should ask for more blessings.

Zhang Youqian said, since this Jing Wuming doesn't want to kill you, why did he make a half-moon appointment with you?

I said how do I know, but this battle can't be avoided, so in the next half month, we have to step up our cultivation. Hmph, some people don't want me to live, but I don't want to do what they want.

Chen Qingyang and Xie Wenliang have intervened in the investigation of the theft of tribute silver, and there is no point in us staying in Hejian Mansion, so we decided to go back to the capital first. In the afternoon, we embarked on the road back to Beijing.

A few days later, the news spread in the rivers and lakes that the Liuhe Hall of Hejian Mansion was killed.