At the end of June, there is a village called 'Shangshan Village' in the position of 100 miles north of Nanhai City, 'Shangshan Village' has been out of the jurisdiction of Nanhai City, this village is surrounded by mountains on all sides, if you want to enter and exit the village, you must go up the mountain to climb the post, hence the name 'Shangshan'.

Of course, roads have been built in modern times, and there is no need to climb mountains and cross bridges to get out of the village.

At the south end of the village, there is a relatively large stone walled courtyard, and there are always two or three days a week, and the piercing screams of killing pigs can be heard in the small courtyard.

Entering the courtyard, the yard was dirty and messy, the pungent smell of blood and the fishy smell of pigs, one by one drilled into the nose, and the blood stains on the ground that had congealed into shells were all over the ground, so that outsiders could not walk on their feet, for fear that they would not step on one foot well, and the soles of their shoes would be stained with bloody bad luck.

Therefore, the villagers rarely enter this courtyard, and if they find something, they will shout twice outside the door at most.

Today is Saturday, June 29th.

The sun is shining, the yard is buzzing with flies, and the people who know the road think that this yard is for killing pigs, while the people who don't know the way think that they are professional households raising flies.

Fang Chen had woken up yesterday, from filling in the volunteer to today, it was the third day, and after being in a coma for two days, Fang Chen escaped from the ghost gate again.

All this needs to be thanked to this pig killer who has the best skills in the local village, known as the pig killer.

In fact, when I saw him for the first time yesterday, with his uninhibited hairstyle and demeanor, Fang Chen suddenly thought of "Domestic Lingling Paint", isn't Zhou Xingxing a pig-killing guy who hides deeply?

However, in the face of Fang Chen's gratitude, the pig killer did not admit that it was he who saved Xia Chen from the killer, according to the pig killer himself, he was just passing by, saw Fang Chen fainting on the side of the road, and then saved him by the way.

Fang Chen naturally didn't believe it, at that time he was already out of strength and was about to faint, but he clearly saw the appearance of the killer before he died, although he didn't clearly see whether this guy saved himself, but nine times out of ten it was him, if it wasn't him, how to explain the injury on his back, the bullet was taken out and bandaged.

An ordinary pig killer, will take bullets?

I guess the first reaction is to send it to the hospital, right? Or call the police directly.

However, the pig killer didn't want to say more, and Fang Chen didn't want to ask too much, in Fang Chen's eyes, this guy was definitely a master of the world, and he didn't know what he was hiding here for, killing pigs for a living.

"Are you healed?" As soon as he walked out of the room, the pig killer who was sharpening his knife outside asked without raising his head.

"Almost, thank you." Fang Chen thanked him.

"You don't need to thank me, it's just a good hand, since the injury is healed, let's get out of here." The pig killer whispered again, although his voice was soft, but his tone could not be refused.

Fang Chen was stunned, in fact, he should have left, after all, if something happened to him, Wen Lao and they would definitely be very worried, but Fang Chen didn't want to leave, it wasn't that he was attached to here, but that he didn't dare to go back.

It wasn't cowardice, it was just that he didn't want to be attacked again and again like the previous two times.

The first time was Qin Chuan, who killed the original owner and caused him to cross.

The instigator behind the scenes is Monkey King.

The second time was Qin Chuan, but he was yin by himself, and he almost caused himself to be buried when he died.

Behind the scenes, it's also this Qi Tian.

As for this time, it was the third time, and the killer actually came to the door, with a sworn virtue.

Needless to say, it's definitely this guy behind the scenes.

Huaxia people pay attention to things but three, this is the third time, if you swagger back, maybe you can avoid once, twice, or even three times, will you be so lucky every time?

It's unlucky enough to count himself, he didn't blink his eyes in his previous life, and he didn't know how to hang up the road, and in this life, he didn't know how to hang the road when he just came over, so he was made three times in a row, and each time it was fatal.

If it weren't for the so-called great fortune, maybe he would have hung up a long time ago, after so many experiences, Fang Chen had already understood, as long as Qi Tian didn't die, he seemed to have no peace.

Although he still doesn't know what kind of hatred Qi Tian has with himself that must be killed, these are no longer important, they are not important at all, and the only thing to do now is that either you die or you die!

Clay people have three points of fire, let alone Fang Chen?

Anyway, just one word, I can't go back to Nanhai City for the time being, and now in this situation, Wen Lao and they can't find themselves, and Qi Tian is even more unlikely to find himself, so he is safe, if he runs to Dragon City, then even if he enters the enemy's nose, as the saying goes, it is dark under the light, the more dangerous it is, maybe the safer it is.

No matter how good he is-B, he probably can't imagine that he will 'sheep into the tiger's mouth', right?

When the time comes, the enemy will be in the light and he will be in the dark, and it will really remain to be seen who will kill whom.

"I want to stay." Fang Chen walked behind the pig killer and said solemnly.

The thin-bladed pig-killing knife in the pig-killing guy's hand paused slightly, and then sharpened it again, and asked with some disdain: "You stay?" What can be done? I picked you up, but I didn't let you rely on me. ”

"I'm not relying on it, I want to learn how to kill people from you." The fire in Fang Chen's eyes burned.

The pig killer stopped directly, then turned sideways, tilted his head, and looked at Fang Chen from the bottom up.

"Murder? Hey, I won't, I'll just kill pigs! ”

"Then learn to kill pigs."

Fang Chen remembered that Feng Xue said that he was a good material for being a killer, some time ago he always thought that this was a very funny thing, killers, it was something that only existed in movies and television.

But after this experience, Fang Chen knew very well that if he was still the same as before, with the mentality that learning martial arts was just to deal with the little policeman, then maybe he would really die a miserable death in the future.

"What am I going to teach you for? Within a radius of a few hundred meters, I am the best pig slaughterer, my skills, ordinary people want to learn can't learn, this is a craft, ancestral, you are not my son. ”

"I can apprentice."

"Say goodbye, worship? You don't even have the qualifications to do chores, you think too highly of yourself. The pig killer shook his head, then turned around and continued to sharpen his knife, and said in his mouth.

"Let's go, I don't have idlers here."

Fang Chen pursed his lips: "If you don't accept me, I won't leave." ”

"I took you, you can't leave, boy, don't play with me, you're still tender, pack up and get out." The pig killer waved his hand: "Don't mess me up, be careful of the knife in my hand, it doesn't know if you are a human or a pig." ”

Wow!

At this moment, the pig killer had a wind in the back of his head, and an extremely fast fist wind smashed towards him.

In the innate reaction of the master, the pig killer instantly bounced up, and the one foot and three inches that had just been sharpened in his hand was cut behind him with his backhand.

Fang Chen, who had already been prepared, immediately withdrew his fist, took two side steps, and retreated three meters.