Luo Yi took Su Wanguan's words and said: "As long as Zhang Yun wants to take revenge, save people, and do something for the righteous army he supports, he has to spend it in Chuzhou." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs long as he's here, we have a way to keep him consumed. After all, he is a human, not a true immortal. ”

"The Tianyin Sect has paid nearly 200 lives, and the inn at the gate has collapsed, and none of my family or the killer have survived. The Yuan court sent people in the forest outside were also dead. These three hundred dozens of people, how much ability do you think it consumes him?" Su Wanguan counted with his fingers, he was very distressed about the loss of the Su family.

Luo Yi got up and said, "Those are just the introduction to let Zhang Yun stay in the trap in this city with peace of mind, consume? Hmph, let's see how the killer's side is doing." Come with me and ask the old man to worship, and he likes your poor mouth. ”

As soon as Su Wanguan heard this, he ignored the fact that there were still three pieces of tea paste candy in his mouth, and whined and complained, "Where am I?", "I just like to talk!", or "I am a businessman, and businessmen live by their mouths!" and so on, and then honestly followed Luo Yi to the backyard.

Zhang Yun disappeared into the crowd, but he had no idea of disappearing. He already knew that there were hostages in the other party's hands, but he didn't know or would not have the opportunity to know where the hostages were, let alone how many hostages there were and who they were.

Is the fourth child's wife and children all alive? Zhang Yun very much hopes that the answer to this question is "yes", so he knows that he can't really "disappear" from the opponent's field of vision. He needs to appear in front of the opponent, under his nose, and then pull the opponent with his own strength, force the opponent to continue to change, and then look for loopholes and flaws in it. Kneel and beg for a hundred eyes to sing

So after Zhang Yun came out of the chaotic crowd, he only disappeared for a short time before walking back on the street, but this was another street, and compared to the smoke and miasma of the previous street, this side was much quieter.

Zhang Yun came to a stall, ordered evening somen noodles, asked for three taels of beef, four salted eggs, two steamed buns and a pot of rice wine, sat on the bench and began to eat breakfast. His position happened to be directly opposite the boss in the sauce cow there, watching the other party's skillful movements, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "I'll use chopsticks to point at your cloud gate, and start with the Taiyin Lung Sutra." ”

The noodle stall owner's body froze instantly, and he almost changed from a noodle stall owner to a real facial paralysis boss.

Zhang Yun smiled and took another bite before continuing to speak: "You are too nervous, maybe you are too excited to have the opportunity to stab me? But you look like the girl from the tea stall over there, and when she sees you freeze, how can you describe her upset?

The noodle stall owner who heard Zhang Yun's sentence "It's you who is good" was about to open his mouth, and then heard Zhang Yun continue: "Throw a chopstick back, take a half of his throat, jump out of the palm, hit the dantian, and there is no chance of survival." ”

Although it was only oral, Zhang Yun had already directly killed the two owners of this noodle stall and tea stall. Perhaps no one else, the noodle stall owner and the tea stall owner dressed as a man would have cared for it, and would even laugh at each other's arrogance. But the person talking in front of them was called Zhang Yun, a monster who had already fought with Ji Guangxuan and other top ten killers ten years ago.

How can you not believe it? Don't dare not believe it!

Zhang Yun was very satisfied with the other party's reaction, pointed to the far side of the street and said, "You go and report the news, I really want to see what Ji Guangxuan arranged for me, and at the same time, I don't want to trigger your arrangement by myself." ”

The stall owner smiled wryly and wiped his hands on his apron, then seemed to crouch down to extinguish the fire.

At this moment, Zhang Yun moved. He was still holding the unfinished noodle bowl, but his left hand had been freed up and just pressed on the right finger and middle finger of the noodle stall owner, who was about to stretch out the fire, and wiped it.

The two severed fingers flew up and just fell into the sauce meat pot. A chopstick in Zhang Yun's right hand was inserted precisely into the noodle stall owner's Yunmen acupoint, and then pulled diagonally downwards seemingly casually.

The stall owner's entire right arm chased the two severed fingers into the pot, but there was not a trace of oil splashing, and there was not a trace of blood gushing from the fracture.

Zhang Yun retracted his right hand and pinched the remaining chopsticks and threw them back, and the gentle rubbing of his fingertips made the flying chopsticks begin to spin rapidly, leaving a channel in the air that passed through to twist the heart.

The boss of the tea stall dressed as a man only reacted when Zhang Yun used a chopstick to remove the entire right arm of the noodle stall owner and threw it into the pot, but she only reacted, because then the remaining scurrying chopsticks had already drilled into her throat and drilled diagonally down from the vest.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Yun's technique was so fast, although the heart in the tea stall owner's chest had turned into a ball of cotton wool, and although the two vertebrae at her vest had been shattered in her body, not a single blood had spilled out of the dead body due to the change in pressure.

The stall owner instantly forgot his pain, and sadness, fear, and anger began to take over all of his heart.

Zhang Yun casually threw the bowl of noodles and noodles that had not yet begun to fall into the small shop on the side, and the small shop guy and the shopkeeper who were hiding at the door and under the counter were smashed by an empty bowl that seemed to have eyes, and a plain noodle that seemed to have turned into a living snake opened hundreds of small holes in the body, and the noodle soup was drenched all over the face.

"Go, call someone. Don't you want revenge?" Zhang Yun was already sitting at the previous table with a bundle of iron gunpowder taken out of the stove when he spoke, eating the rest of the food on the table. His tone was like commanding his subordinates, with a natural look.

The anger in the noodle stall owner's eyes was about to erupt, and the disappearance of his right arm caused great pain to his body. If it were in normal times, he would have risked his life to fight. It's a pity that this moment is not usual, and the person in front of him is not an existence that can produce results with all his might. So even if he was angry, even if he was physically and mentally painful, the killer who pretended to be the owner of the noodle stall finally chose to report the news.

Wouldn't it be better to pin the hope of revenge on someone more powerful?

Zhang Yun just sat there and ate quietly, he knew that the noodle stall owner would definitely do what he said, and as for killing the killer disguised as a man, it was just a means to ensure it. Maybe this scene will be cruel to people in the rivers and lakes who don't know the inside story, but for Zhang Yun, for these people who want to put Zhang Yun to death, this is just a prelude to a storm.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

Zhang Yun has been blowing the wind all morning, the clouds have arrived, how can the rain be far away?