Chapter 7: Might
"That's it?" Zhan Bai pointed to the bazaar in front of him, and there was an indescribable anger in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The low thatched huts are not only shabby, but also dirty, perhaps because it has just rained, and the roads are very muddy, but in such an environment, you can see many people on both sides of the street, standing or squatting, sitting or even lying down. Most of them are sloppy, although they are tall, short, fat and thin, they have the same characteristics, that is, they are all martial artists, the same martial artists as Zhanbai.
The arrival of Fu Manlou caused a slight commotion in the entire market, and the original laziness was gone, and everyone became energetic, as if they were goods waiting to be sold one by one, and their fiery eyes glanced at them from time to time, hoping to attract the attention of this elegant talent.
Fu Manlou stood there expressionlessly, but he didn't look like he was going to walk in at all, and he just bowed his hand to Zhan Bai.
"In the house here, you can move in casually and take care of your own food. If you're lucky, you'll probably be able to get out of here soon, or else...... It's just like them. Fu Manlou left the last sentence, didn't bother to stay, turned around and left.
Fu Manlou's departure made this bazaar instantly shrouded in disappointment, but it soon turned to vigilance and even hostility, of course, this time the object became Zhanbai.
"Boy, you're here to enlist as a companion?" Someone finally walked out, the nearly nine-foot man was extremely majestic, with a mountain-opening ghost head knife behind his back, and his full beard matched with a rude voice, giving people a kind of bandit atmosphere.
"Any comments?" Zhan Bai chuckled, and the anger in his heart that was originally sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox had turned into an indisputable disdain at this time.
If these people are in the world, they can be glamorous in front of others, but now, for various reasons, they have even betrayed their dignity, groveling to the strong, and facing the weak, but they have a bullying face, and the poor must have something to hate.
"There are no opinions, but there are some rules. Take out all the valuable things you have. Don't worry, Lao Tzu won't bully you, just leave a day to eat. The strong man exclaimed as a matter of course.
Zhan Bai shook his empty pocket, and shrugged his shoulders innocently.
Blackmail, it seems that I have found the wrong person.
"Damn, pretend to be with Lao Tzu. I don't believe you really have nothing on you. The strong man was obviously very angry about his blackmail attempt, strode forward, grabbed him, and forcibly searched his body.
"Is it true that people are good and are deceived by others?" Zhan Bai still smiled on his face, muttering to himself in a voice that could only be heard by himself, seeing that the strong man's rough big hand had been forced on his shoulder, the right hand caged in the cuff suddenly rubbed his fingers into a sword, and quickly stabbed out at a hidden and strange angle.
Zhanbai's kung fu is all on the sword, and although his strength is not one in ten without a sword, he is not really unrestrained. Especially in the case of this kind of close-quarters grappling, the power of the finger sword is not far behind.
"Huh?" The strong man's reaction was not slow, but he didn't expect that the weak kid in front of him would really dare to fight back, as soon as the words fell, the outstretched iron arm was as if it had hit a red-hot soldering iron, and the hot pain spread rapidly from the joint of the elbow.
"Ahh The strong man screamed, his body staggered back, but he fell into the mud, staring at Zhan Bai with horror in his eyes, and the previous arrogance was completely replaced by an inexplicable fear.
Scold!!!
The sudden change made many of the martial artists around who were watching the excitement look awe-inspired, and when they looked at Zhanbai's eyes, they no longer had the previous banter, but became solemn.
The reason why the bearded strong man is so arrogant naturally has his arrogant capital, and his own strength can definitely rank in the top ten in the entire Zhaoliang concentration.
But now, he didn't even make a move, although he didn't have to underestimate the enemy, but the kid's move just now was rarely seen clearly.
The previous hostility was something that almost every newcomer had to face, after all, for the internal martial artists of Zhaoliangji, one more person, there would be more competition, and naturally there would be no good looks. And the vigilance at this time is completely because of the strength shown by Zhanbai.
Is it another strong opponent?
Many people felt a deep sense of unease in their hearts.
If this valley signed Hongbunin is considered a beautiful and cozy paradise, then here, Zhaoliangji, is a dark place where the sun does not shine, full of chaos and filth......
Zhan Bai looked condescendingly at the strong man in the mud, and the smile on his face became more and more Sven, "This benevolent brother, if you don't mind, can you give up your place of residence." β
It seems to be a consultative tone, but why is it that when you listen to it, it is full of a frightened sense of disobedience?
"IβCan I refuse?" Staring at the seemingly harmless face of humans and animals, for some reason, the strong man was horrified to find that even his voice became trembling.
"Of course you can, the least thing I like in the next place is to take people's favor." Zhan Bai smiled gently.
"Goo...... The fourth room on the right hand is yours. The strong man swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and hurriedly said, as if he was afraid that he hadn't made it clear, and stretched out his hand to point to his residence.
Without facing that smiling face, he couldn't understand the horror at all, and the current strong man only felt two trembling strands, trying his best to control the heat flow gushing out from under his thighs.
Joke, if the residence is gone, you can find it again, or you will rob it, but if the life is gone, it will be really a hundred. Under the appearance of a strong man and a bandit, he also has a delicate heart.
"That's all I know." Zhan Bai nodded, and walked towards the room pointed by the strong man, disdainful of the ill-intentioned eyes around him, for him, these people had already bent their backbones and lost the minimum backbone of being a man. The people of the Wasteland are completely different from them, and although they are full of all kinds of deceit, betrayal and killing, and do whatever it takes to survive, at least the backbone remains. Compared to there, the people here are simply disdainful of warriors.
Click!
"Ah!!h
A crisp sound of cracking bones was accompanied by a hoarse scream.
When Zhanbai passed by the strong man, he got up without warning and stepped on the wrists of both hands.
"Teach you to be obedient, it takes talent to be a hypocrisy, obviously the resentment in your eyes has not escaped my eyes." Zhan Bai said earnestly like a teacher, "I won't kill you because I don't know if this place can kill people, so I can do it myself." β
As Xudu described, the most terrifying thing about Zhanbai is not his swordsmanship, but the palpitating insight, in which he can always find what he wants. Once the clues are discovered, he will naturally not stupidly give the strong man the opportunity to hurt people as he walks out of the void.
"Squeak...... Touch!! β
As the door of the thatched hut closed, the entire Zhaoliang set, except for the heart-rending screams of the strong man, was enveloped by a chill.
The traces left by the emaciated scholar-like figure are destined to take root in everyone's hearts.
A good laughing knife in his eyes, a good ruthless and cunning, and a weak scholar......
On a lush tree not far away, Fu Manlou, who had a full view of everything before, also felt a chill in his heart, and even regretted it a little, he really didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to lead him here.
"I hope you can submit him." Fu Manlou said to himself with a complicated expression.
At this time, once again the dove occupied the magpie's nest, standing in the damp and dark room, and looked at it slightly, of course, it was not that he was not meticulous enough, but that it was really lackluster here, and a piece of cloth that could not be seen in the original color was spread on the hay, which was considered a bed. On a low, oily table, there was an oil lamp, and that's it.
Rather than saying that this is a home, Zhanbai prefers to describe it as a pig's nest.
It seems that he has to clean up before he can rest, Zhanbai doesn't mind the bad environment, after all, when he is in a crippled place, it is common to sleep in the open air, but what he can't stand is dirty, especially when he sees the unknown insects crawling around on the so-called bed, he is even more disgusted and almost wants to vomit.
After half a day's work, the original straw bed no longer existed, and the hay was carefully swept away by Zhanbai, and then rolled into a straw rope, and finally made into a hammock, which was bolted to the beams, and the sheets were turned into tablecloths, which were washed off the dirt and laid on the low table.
It's just a simple tidy-up, and the room has completely changed, although it is still simple, but it is much cleaner.
"I wonder how long I can stay here?" Zhan Bai, who threw himself into the hammock, pillowed his arms and couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately he had eaten the Bigu Dan given by Fu Manlou before, if what he said was true, in the next ten days, he would not have to worry about food.
In ten days, I should be able to get out of here.