Mr. Liang doesn't care who your disciple is on behalf of Junchou, his seven killings have arrived.

The first kill, shoot the horse and capture the king. Speaking out of Du Gongbu's "Former Stopper"

Pull the bow when you pull the strong

Use arrows as long as you use them

Shoot the man before the horse

Capture the thief and capture the king first

Killings are also limited

Nations have their own borders

Gou can control the invasion of the tomb

How can they kill more?

"At 9:45, it was put into combat readiness. Wait for the target to appear. Someone in the dark said softly. At the second watch, the night was thick. Pedestrians are already quite scarce, and in order to block the cold of early winter, curtains are hung in front of the doors of each store, and the canvas is sandwiched with cotton, which is more than two inches thick. The dim moonlight reflects the shadows of the lights, and the occasional spicy burnt smell of barbecue wafts in, and the winter night is like the bass of a cello, rich and solemn.

Kaede appeared on time on the street to buy milk for the two beauties, "It's a cold day." "Feng has been afraid of the cold since he was a child, and it is early winter, so he is extremely bloated, and he puts on his down jacket early. Stomping his feet and waiting for the red light, the milk delivery van had stopped at the entrance of the supermarket, and Kaede held the change in his hand and walked towards the supermarket in three steps. "It's such a cold day, no, I have to let them give me benefits." As he spoke, he used his hands to lift the curtain, and the milk sellers were also afraid of the cold, so they hid in the supermarket to keep warm.

A knife shadow was silent, passing through the heavy curtain and slashing across Kaede's chest. The wool ticket that Feng was holding floated off his hand, and his other hand was still on the unopened curtain, with a surprised face, watching the down jacket being cut by a sharp blade, and the silver-white fan had a red edge, which was the red of blood. The lurking hunter did not hesitate any longer, dodged past the maple who fell backwards, and with a lunge, the person had already fled a foot away.

"Do you want to leave if you kill someone?" Kaede's voice sounded coldly behind him. The killer suddenly stopped, how could it be, his knife hit the heart, although it was not deep, but the knife qi should have invaded the heart vein, not to mention, there was still poison on the knife. The hunter didn't move, just with his back to Kaede. He was waiting, he didn't believe Kaede wasn't poisoned. He can't turn around, and when he turns around, there will be a flaw. The hunter's breath is steady and long, showing excellent inner cultivation. Sure enough, he is a master. On the other hand, Kaede's breath was short, and the length was different, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured and was able to support himself. He spoke with a trill, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

The two are in such a stalemate, although the stalemate is not good for the hunter, but the hunter must wait, his task is to kill Dai Junchou, and he doesn't want to die, so he must wait for the target to lose his ability to act, but unfortunately, he didn't wait for the moment when Kaede fell to the ground. He waited for Zorro.

Zorro is today's dark sentinel, when Dai Junchou is in danger, he is attacking a table of Malatang, the winter is bitterly cold, the brothers on duty every day always have to find a warm place, Malatang, barbecue, dessert shop, of course, Internet café, is the place where everyone often stays. Receiving the news that Kaede was in distress, Zorro threw down a hundred-dollar bill, first sent a distress signal to Jing Muqian, and then rushed to the battlefield with a lone sword.

"Is that you?" Zorro stared at the hunter he saw, with a featureless appearance, sharp eyes, a single knife in his right hand, a well-fitting sportswear, and light cloth shoes, and the whole person was like a leopard hidden in the dark. "Is the baby leopard out hunting before it is weaned?" Zorro always jokes, but the sword in his hand is by no means ambiguous, and the street lamp reflects a little cold star on the tip of the sword, which catches people's eyes.

The hunter was silent, he could see that the swordsman in front of him was also a master, his anger was like a mountain, he was condensed but not hairy, with a smile on his face, a fierce man in his eyes, and a mouth full of nonsense that was just to disturb people's minds. His sword is very strange, it doesn't seem to belong to the national arts, it is like a British knight's sword, it is estimated that he is good at fast attack, even so, I will fight fast and attack you under the plate! As soon as his mind moved, the person was already like a sharp arrow from the string, and the force under his feet jumped towards Zorro, and the Yanling knife swept towards Zorro's lower three roads with cold air. He deliberately bullied Zorro Jianqing, and did not dare to fight against him alone. Brush brush brush three knives to attack, horizontal knife hanging waist kidney, pick knife fly down to yin, chopping knife to break two ankles. The trick end is exquisite!

Zorro is also experienced in a hundred battles, can be called "quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit", seeing the three knives attacking, tiptoe and retreat sharply, the center is lowered, and the tip of the sword is used to focus on the tip of the knife, relying on the technique of four or two thousand catties to unload the knife, while fighting and retreating. The shape shì is really critical, the hunter's knife is not far from Zorro's side, only the ability to parry, and there is no power to fight back, and Zorro's clothes have been twisted into strips of rag by the knife qi. Three, four, five, step back to the fifth step, the hunter's knife is already old, and the strength can no longer flow freely; Zorro is still retreating, six, seven, eight, the hunter's strength has failed, and the knife skills have been disordered; Nine! It was here that Zoro paused, the tip of his sword swiped upward, and blood splattered. "Haha, it's not the New Year yet, so you don't need to make this big gift." As soon as Zorro was out of danger, he couldn't help but laugh, his nature was hard to change, and this optimism was too much.

The hunter knelt on his knees, faintly bleeding blood, such a fast swordsmanship! I really underestimated my opponent, and even so, you and I will die together! Even at this moment, the hunter did not forget his mission and took the Dai Jun to hell!

"Remember my name, Yin doesn't hurt!" With that, he grabbed his shirt with both hands and slammed it open! I only heard Kaede hissing and shouting: "Get down!" Get down! After speaking, he lay directly on the ground, holding his head in both hands. Zorro didn't know why, but he did it anyway, and before he could doubt, a rain of needles flew overhead, frightening Zorro to move.

This method is called Ruthless Rain, which is a weapon of mass destruction sold by the Tang Sect, which is actually an enhanced version of the Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle, and the user must tie four boxes with a length of one foot and three inches and five inches and a width of two inches and three minutes to the chest, which are full of mechanisms, which can release thousands of silver needles in the blink of an eye, and the middle one is killed instantly. The poison of the Tang Sect is not something that anyone can solve. The middle three or five roots can still be saved, but if they are hit head-on, even the Tang Sect itself will not be able to return to the sky. When Kaede saw that he had opened his clothes without injury just now, and saw the faint square box, he reacted, and he and Zorro lay down and didn't get hit.

This ruthless rain can't help but be ruthless to the enemy, and ruthless to yourself, random needles flying, the closest is the spell caster himself, poisoning is also the earliest, and when a needle rain passes, Yin Wuxian has long been out of breath. Zorro had five stitches on his back and three stitches in his legs, and Kaede was a little farther away, only with two stitches on his back.

The war doctor Jing Muqian arrived in time, and as soon as the needle rain was over, he rushed over with a syringe in one hand, and without saying a word, the two people lying on the ground were injected first. I heard Zorro screaming at him, "Lightly, lightly, my ass, hey, it hurts!" Feng couldn't help but be happy in his heart, and he knew that it was okay if it hurt!