To say that Young Master Lan Wang is not wronged, it is false.

But he just secretly hid from his family to find a cheatbook, and after a battle of wits and courage with the two weirdos, he finally made sense, but before the thing arrived, he had already crashed into a bureau - this bureau was set up by his own family.

sneaked out to pick up a bargain, but was shot while lying down, and was chased by his own thugs like a lost dog, which is also a big joke in the world!

However, no matter how bitter your heart is, you can't show it on your face, and thinking about how to get out is the big thing.

In such a situation, one must not expect the thugs of his own family to know him. According to the habit of mercenaries, it is better to deduce the direction of the whole situation in the worst direction. According to this principle, it can be assumed that none of the thugs of the Lan family know their eldest young master, and they will not have the slightest scruple when they move. Even if they see that they are children and do not do it directly to themselves, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be accidentally injured in the melee. The way to get out of danger is, of course, to get a golden cicada out of its shell, and run as far away from here as possible.

"The problem is that I can't run!" When Lan Wang thought of this, he wanted to pinch his unconscious legs with hatred, and secretly complained in his heart. Where did the plug go? Did it take so long to have breakfast?

At this time, Wang Langzhong seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are thinking about how to get out now, right?" With your legs, if that servant doesn't come back, you're not going anywhere. But don't worry, with this seat and Haizi here, it will naturally protect you! What's more, don't you still want to see the martial arts of this seat? With no one to fight, how can you see martial arts? ”

"It's just the condition I proposed to you..."Lang Zhong narrowed his eyes, "You still have to think about it!" ”

Lan Wang thought to himself: "My personal safety is threatened now, where can I consider your conditions!" However, he must also promise: "The boy will give Mr. an answer as soon as possible." ”

"Good! This is what you should do. Within three days, you will give me a letter of approval whether you want to be my apprentice. As for now...... Wang Langzhong's gaze swept around, his eyes narrowed, and two sharp rays of essence released from his eyes like cold arrows, "It's safer for you to sit between me and me, the scoundrel!" ”

Oh? I promised him, and he would protect himself?

Just as he was wondering, Lan Wang saw Lang Zhong give Haizi a look. Although he still looked disgusted and reluctant, the little apprentice still snorted, stood up in a good time, bypassed the fortune-telling table, and hugged Lan Wang, who was sitting on the ground. Before the little master could react, Haizi had already turned back, put Lan Wang down, and let him sit between himself and his master.

Originally, there were two large clay sculptures facing a small clay sculpture, and now there is a small clay sculpture sandwiched between two large clay sculptures.

"Let's sit like this for a while, and see if we can sit still more, or the thugs of the Lan family can sit still!"

"Master, these villains were all sent by this kid's family to trouble us, but we still protect him like this? Why bother! Anyway, their own family won't beat their own family, so just find a place for this little goblin and let it go? If you have to arrange him in the middle of us, we will really start to do it in a while......"

"Shut up!" Wang Langzhong, who had already begun to close his eyes and recuperate, suddenly opened his left eye and scolded in a deep voice.

The world is quiet.

It turns out that whether it is an old mercenary or a martial arts master, his intuition is very accurate.

The beggar by the wall rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up groggily with a stick, and limped to the big locust tree; The shopkeeper on the street put out the four stoves he was in charge of, put a sweat towel on his neck, and told the steward that he wanted to go out to relieve himself, and then hummed a little song and went down to the big locust tree by the river; A merchant pushed a small cart, and when he saw that it was too early for anyone to buy his goods, he pressed the brim of his straw hat and turned the head of the cart to go home past the big locust tree; The bustard at the door of the brothel didn't care that there were not many people on the street, and began to solicit customers in fancy clothes, with silky eyes and a small waist like a water snake, but his footsteps moved towards the big locust tree intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking around, Lan Wang had already realized that the "spies" couldn't sit still and were about to do it.

From the air, the master and apprentice duo and Lan Wang sat under the big locust tree, like a bleeding seal in the sea; Killers in different costumes approaching from all directions are like sharks that smell the blood of seals and are ready to attack them in groups.

The young master squinted his eyes, looked left and right, and found that the thug closest to the group of three was the beggar who was limping when he walked, followed by the shopkeeper who was humming a little song with a sweat towel; The merchant pushing the cart was the farthest away, but one had a small cart in his hand, and he didn't know what murder weapons were hidden in it, and the other was that once the fight started, the cart could also be used as a cover; The old bustard who twisted the waist of the water snake didn't seem to want to go far this way at all, but just spun around the periphery, like a windbreaker.

When Lan Wang turned his head again, he said: a teacher, an apprentice, an old man and a young man were still sitting there as if they had settled down. When the river breeze blew, only a lock of Wang Langzhong's beard could be seen fluttering slightly.

The master and apprentice seemed to be waiting for something.

The beggar, unkempt and hunched, with a cane made of dead branches in both hands, limped past the group of three. Just as he passed by the small fortune-telling table, his figure paused.

Immediately after, the beggar's originally dull eyes flashed brightly. His right hand on crutches clenched the head of the cane as if grasping the hilt of a sword, and his left hand suddenly grasped the shaft of the cane. There was a crisp metal grinding sound, and a short sword was drawn! This is a cane sword, which looks like a cane, but the lower part of the cane is actually a scabbard, and the sharp blade is hidden in it, and the handle of the cane is the hilt. Just hold the handle of the staff and pull it, and the blade of the sword is exposed.

The beggar first pulled the crutch in the direction of his body, and then drew his sword with his backhand. The sharp blade swept through a cold arc with the sound of whirring wind, and slashed squarely at Haizi, who was sitting on the left side of the small table.

The little apprentice's eyes suddenly widened!

His hands, which were originally lying flat on his knees when meditating, suddenly rose upwards with their palms, and took a provocative palm, and two short blades popped out of the sleeves of his hands, and with the momentum of this palm, they neatly crossed on his forehead, impartially holding the sharp blades that the beggar chopped off his head! The three-edged staggering was only in an instant, and the sound of "ping-pong" metal collision almost resounded in the riverside clearing.

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, the beggar did not entangle, but the two short blades with the sword in his right hand and the cross of Haizi were more vigorous, and at the same time, he took advantage of the strength of the plate and flew up and kicked the fortune-telling table in front of him. The table flew up and went straight to the front door of Hai Zi and Wang Langzhong beside Hai Zi like a freshly discharged cannonball!

All of this happened so fast that when the small wooden table flew towards Lan Wang's face, who was sitting between Wang Langzhong and Haizi, our eldest young master didn't react, just sat there in a daze and watched this sudden outbreak of all martial arts! Afterwards, Lan Wang investigated the reason in detail and felt that this was mainly affected by his current biological age - children's ability to analyze and judge things and respond to emergencies was not worse than that of adults. Even though Lan Wang judged that the beggar was by no means a good kind based on his experience as a mercenary, he never thought that the beggar's seemingly shabby "crutch" contained a sword in it! After the beggar suddenly launched, our young master was a little stunned, and seemed to be completely "stuck" there.

The eldest young master of the Lan family was "frightened" and stunned, but some people were still able to move as if they were not moving like a mountain and saw the moves.

Between the lightning and flint, the wooden table that was still flying in the air suddenly burst open with a "bang", turning into countless wood chips--it turned out that Wang Langzhong had impartially blasted out a palm of his left hand, which happened to slap on the flying wooden table table, and the table became dilapidated in the crackling sound of the explosion. But before the snowflake-like sawdust completely hit the ground, the sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air followed. More than a dozen darts that flashed with dark cold light rushed straight towards the vital points of the master and apprentice duo and the Lan family like locusts.

Lan Wang's pupils suddenly constricted. His gaze had already caught it: the merchant pushing the cart in the distance had also started! The eldest young master of the Lan family saw that almost in the blink of an eye, this "merchant" pulled out more than a dozen darts in a row from the small cart at hand at an almost unbelievable speed, and opened his bow left and right like Zhuge Lian crossbow arrows, and continuously fired darts with both hands! In the eyes of the old mercenary, the arms of the dart killer were swinging so fast that both of his arms were two phantoms!

Darts are almost instantaneous. Lan Wang tried his best to catch the trajectory of the dart with his eyes, predicted it, and chose the direction to dodge in the shortest possible time. He tilted his head slightly to the left, and a dart whistled against his right cheek and brushed it, nailing it to the big locust tree behind the three of them with a vigorous "bang". The other darts flew harmlessly past Lan Wang's side, and when they were exhausted, they fell to the ground.

Except for the last dart.

When the Lan family realized that the last dart was coming straight for his heart, it was too late. With such a short distance and such a narrow window of time, he no longer had time to make any evasive moves, and could only let the short but deadly blade fly closer and closer.

But a short sword sticking out of the left side of his body saved his life.

In just this extremely short period of time, Haizi has been fighting with beggars back and forth for four or five rounds, and the sound of ping-pong weapons clashing endlessly. The little apprentice had already retracted the short blade in his sleeve into the cuff, and pulled out the short sword he carried with him to fight with the beggar. A sword is short and wide, and a sword is long and narrow; A sword is strong, and a sword is flexible. I saw that both sides of the battle danced their weapons dazzlingly, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng" metal friction and collision was endless. Haizi's swordsmanship tends to be fierce, focusing on the blade with the strength of the whole body, opening and closing, and breaking the trick with strength; The beggar's swordsmanship is more agile and cunning, overcoming rigidity with softness, using the flexibility of the sword to slow down the opponent's attack, and finding gaps to attack the opponent's vital points. For a while, both sides had their own moves. It's hard to tell the difference between victory and defeat.

The little apprentice had already seen the flying darts in the afterglow, and he easily dodged sideways in a flash. It's just that he noticed that there was a dart that went straight to the little demon sitting between him and his master.

"This dragging one! No peace of mind! Hai Zi was guilty of scolding, raised his hand and raised his sword to block the beggar's sharp blow to his neck, and then retracted the short sword to his side with the force of the rebound after the two swords collided. The sword body drew a semicircle in the air, pulled out a sword flower, and knocked the dart that was about to hit to the ground in front of the chest of the Lan family. The momentum of the dart continued unabated, and the entire body of the dart was plunged deep into the earth, revealing only a short handle and a wisp of red tassels at the tail.

The shopkeeper who had just tried to get close had now joined the warband. The killer shook off the burqa in front of him, revealing a dark chain around his waist. I saw that his waist and abdomen were exerting force, the ape arm was relaxed, and a chain hammer that was one foot long had been untied and held in his hand. The chain danced like a dragon shuttling through the clouds, driving a heavy hammer to tear through the air, and a palpitating whistling sound hit Wang Langzhong's head.

As soon as Wang Langzhong tilted his head, the hammer spun around his face and hit him empty. Lang Zhong leaned forward sharply by the inertia of sitting up straight, reached forward with his right arm, and impartially grabbed the chain that the shopkeeper was about to take back in his hand. With this grasp, the hammer spun rapidly like a meteor hammer with a small chain at the end, and wrapped tightly around Wang Langzhong's hand. Before the killer could react and continue to recycle the chain and compete with Lang Zhong, Lang Zhong exerted force with his right arm, urging the internal force to pull hard, and the whole person of the shopkeeper was dragged up and flew straight towards Lang Zhong.

The shopkeeper was caught off guard by Lang Zhong, but he didn't lose his inch. He rolled over in the air to stabilize his figure, and then grabbed the chain with his left hand, his waist and hips were fully extended, and his right hand stretched out a single finger, and the whole person hit Lang Zhong's throat like an arrow off the string.

Between the lightning and flint, Lan Wang understood: this guy is going to make a plan and use his strength to fight, taking advantage of the opportunity of Lang Zhong to pull himself off the ground and try to lose his balance!

Wang Langzhong didn't seem to be flustered. He tightened the chain with his right hand, and with his left hand, he only had one finger, stretching out his index finger and preparing to have a needle point with the shopkeeper.

Lan Wang couldn't imagine how such a sight could happen--- two fingers touched in the air in two seconds with unmistakable accuracy! Only a crisp sound of "cluck" was heard, and Lang Zhong's single finger was still erect, but the entire right arm of the shopkeeper was unloaded by the huge force of the collision, and the arm was paralyzed and loose like a snake that had been shaken off its spine, like a rotten grass rope.

It's all happening in the air.

It was Wang Langzhong's palm that ended the battle. The shopkeeper's right arm was useless, but his entire body was still flying towards Lang Zhong due to inertia. Wang Langzhong turned sideways slightly, and Xiao Er's body could no longer collide with Langzhong, but went straight to the ground. Just when the shopkeeper was about to plunge into the mud with his head down, Lang Zhong withdrew his fingers and slashed out a palm with his backhand, which happened to slash at the back of the shopkeeper's neck.

There was another crisp "cluck" sound--- it was the sound of the neck bone shattering.

This part of the battle is over.

Turning his head to see that Haizi was still entangled with the beggar. Previously, because Lang Zhong and Hai Zi were distracted to prevent darts, the beggar had a slight advantage; But when he saw that his accomplice had his neck cut off by a fortune teller after only two moves, he couldn't help but be shocked. This time, the move in his hand also showed a flaw, and he swung his sword a little slower. At this time, the beggar's sword was slashing at Hai Zi's lower plate, and Hai Zi had already blocked it with his sword. As soon as the beggar was distracted, Haizi saw the opportunity to raise the short sword that was pointing downward, and slashed up along the sword body of the sword in the beggar's hand, and the black tiger smashed the beggar's torso into the vital point.

This sword, if an ordinary swordsman uses the most ordinary sword to move, it does not pose any threat at all: swords have gauntlets, and if a belligerent party tries to hurt the opponent by "sliding the sword" upwards along the opponent's sword blade when parrying a stalemate, his sword body will definitely be stuck by the opponent's sword gauntlet and cannot move for a while. At the same time, the opponent's sword will have no obstacles, and it can easily stab the swordsman's body in turn.

Only this time, the beggar was holding a cane sword--- which needed to be disguised as a cane, and there was no way to install a gauntlet.

Haizi's sword was so fast and fierce that the beggar didn't have time to react at all, his chest was slashed by the sharp tip of the sword from the bottom up, his ribs were split, his heart was pierced, and in the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood mist burst out. Haizi put away his sword and turned around, and his backhand was another horizontal slash from right to left, accurately slashing through the opponent's throat, and the beggar was scored.

Lan Wang still sat motionless between the master and apprentice. He roughly estimated that less than a minute had elapsed from the sudden launch of the beggar to the time when Haizi swung his sword to kill the opponent; From the shopkeeper, Wang Langzhong killed the opponent with his bare hands, and it only took about ten seconds in total.

The spurting blood stained the sandy land by the river under the locust tree, turning the small square into a Shura field. When the already scarce pedestrians on the side of the road saw this murderous scene, they all hurriedly avoided the road, and the exclamations of "murder" came and went; The storefront, which had just opened in the morning, hurriedly closed the paving again, and in the distance there were faint sounds of broken utensils, the screams of a woman, and the cry of a young son.

"Boy, I think you're still underpracticed! It took three sips of tea to clean up such a Hanako, and I taught you all those moves in vain?! Wang Langzhong scolded Haizi with a posture of "strict master and high apprentice" with his sword eyebrows upside down, and at the same time shook off the iron chain wrapped around his hand, and stretched out his right index and middle fingers as fast as lightning to clamp a dart that was coming at him in front of him.

"Master, the apprentice is ashamed, he is not good at learning!" Haizi answered with his mouth in response, picked up a dart thrown by the merchant from the ground, and threw it back as if aiming at the merchant and throwing it back.

Lan Wang hadn't fully recovered from Wang Langzhong's magical martial arts performance that challenged the laws of physics just now, and of course he didn't bother to think about what "the kung fu of three sips of tea" was, he had only heard of the term "kung fu of one cup of tea".

Of course, the martial arts show is not completely over yet.

The merchant hasn't solved it yet.

This last enemy was by no means idle, and he dodged several darts that were thrown back by the master and apprentice. He seemed to know that the time for close combat had come, so he no longer hesitated, directly pulled out a scimitar from the cart, and rushed straight towards Lan Wang and the three of them.

Wang Langzhong turned to Haizi: "Three sips of tea, clean him up!" If you can't figure it out, I'll ask you! ”

"Obey orders!"

Another burst of swords.