Song Zheng asked for five taels of silver when he opened his mouth, and asked Luan Yu to exchange it for most of the paper. Luan Yu was a little dizzy by Song Zheng, but as a "poison general" who killed people without calculation, he was a simple character. He stared at the blurry face not far away, and his mind was rapidly calculating: the most important problem at the moment was to get the paper over, and then think about killing the other party. Judging from the situation just now, this guy who claims to be a thief has good skills, and more importantly, his speed is extremely amazing, which is better than himself. The other party only needs five or two people of silver, and the asking price is not high, so let's get the paper back first.

Luan Xuan made up his mind and nodded, "Exchange my silver for my things, Your Excellency has a good calculation." ”

"Hehe, it's not easy to come out and mix, you are rich and I am poor, since you have a lot of silver, Lao Tzu will help you spend some, you can also be regarded as helping the needy, and doing great good deeds." Song Zheng said with a hippie smile, "Of course, if you give me an extra thirty or fifty taels, I have no objection." ”

"Thirty fifty taels? How dare you think about it. Luan Yu snorted coldly, and said: "Five taels is five taels, I am in a good mood today when I meet the uncle, so I spent these five taels of silver, and I should feed the dog and give it to you." ”

Luan Yu waved his hand, and a black thing flew towards Song Zheng. Song Zheng listened to the wind and knew that it was not a harmful hidden weapon, so he reached out and pinched it, it was a silver ingot weighing five taels. Then came Luan Yu's warning voice, "The silver will be given to you first, and you can give it to me!" Don't play tricks, my throwing knives don't recognize people! ”

"How can you! My reputation as a little Dharma with an iron spear and a handsome beautiful thief is not in vain. Hey, thank you for getting old. This piece of paper is pressed here for you, you see. Song Zheng said as he put the paper in his hand on the big stone beside him and pressed it with a small stone.

Luan Xu, who was walking this way, saw that Song Zheng really put a piece of paper aside, and he was overjoyed, so he accelerated and ran. Song Zheng laughed loudly and quickly ran towards the small forest not far away.

Luan Yu let Song Zheng go so easily, he rushed here, and shook it hard, and the scimitar in his hand ran towards Song Zheng again, this time, the target of the hit was Song Zheng's back. This time Song Zheng had already taken precautions, and when the flying knife was approaching, his legs had already been split, and he used the kung fu of "one word horse" before and after, and leaned back, and at the same time his right hand went straight up, but what he was holding in his hand was the paper fan. The scimitar was like a flying saucer, and when it arrived in front of Song Zheng, the speed of rushing forward was not very fast, but the power of rotation was extremely strong.

Song Zheng's insertion was inserted between the handle of the strange knife and the blade. Song Zheng only knew that this strange knife weighed considerably, and it was conceivable that if Song Zheng was hit by the flying knife, he would definitely cut his body in two. That is, this guy has excellent eyesight and accurate control, otherwise he would not have been able to insert it so skillfully. Even so, Song Zheng was not sure to stop the strange knife and take the opportunity to take Luan Hui's weapon, and besides, if he took this thing, it would be strange if Luan Wei didn't work hard. In desperation, Song Zheng snorted, "Give it back to you!" Then his right hand followed the rotation of the strange knife, and the strange knife flew back at a faster speed.

At this time, Luan Yu was just about to touch the piece of paper, and when he saw the flying knife flying back at a faster speed, he didn't dare to be careless, so he turned sideways and put his hand between the handle of the knife and the blade, and turned it around several times before holding the handle of the knife. At this time, I only listened to Song Zheng's scolding: "Stinky and shameless, play tricks, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you." The voice grew farther and farther away. When Luan Yu looked again, Song Zheng had already jumped out more than 20 feet, burrowed into the woods, and soon disappeared.

Luan Xuan stared at the direction in which Song Zheng had gone, his face cloudy. After a long while, he snorted coldly and tucked the strange knife under his abdomen. However, when he got the piece of paper, his color suddenly changed, and what kind of information was in his hand, but another piece of paper, which was also missing a corner. The words "I love iron drills" are vaguely written on the paper, but the word "head" has been torn off in half.

It turned out that when Song Zheng put his hand into his arms, he touched the medicine bag. This guy didn't care what medicine was inside, he opened the medicine bag lightly, and sprinkled all the medicine in his arms, but the paper containing the medicine was taken out. In order not to be discovered by Luan, he also tore off the corner of this piece of paper. In this way, even if Luan Yu saw it, he thought that it was the half of the paper that had just been taken away, and he didn't expect that Song Zheng had stolen the beams and changed the pillars in his arms. Due to the hazy night, if Luan Yu didn't look closely, how could he see what was written on the paper.

Luan Yu was so angry that he was about to chase Song Zheng, but he couldn't find any traces. However, Luan also played the drums. If you look at this person's style, a gentleman's tone on the beam, there is still a hidden "I love iron drills", which is spring at a glance. Medicine, indeed, is like a robber; However, when it comes to thinking of the content on the paper, Luan Yue is anxious. What is written on it can poke a hole in the sky, what will this person do when he takes it?

Luan Yu took out a corner of paper that was left in his hand and looked at it, and there were only a few words left on it: "Room No. 9 of Azi", "No. 12 Moon Street", etc. Luan Yu secretly thought, Room A No. 9 may be Wanyan Yusheng's room number, and what is "No. 12 Moon Street"? There is no such street as "Moon Street" in Licheng!

Luan Poison's face was cloudy, and he was silent for a while, but he couldn't come up with any ideas other than cursing the damn bandit. Kill the door now? You can't do it on your own. Leave it alone, or "sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight"? But he was really unwilling. Luan Yu scolded a few words, and searched again where Song Zheng disappeared, but found nothing, so he had to go back in a huff.

At this time, Song Zheng had already jumped to the station of the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy. On the way, he shook out the medicine powder in his arms, and when he saw that it was the medicine powder of "I love iron drills", he was heartbroken for a long time. In addition, he slipped to a house where there was a well and a basin of water next to it. He washed his face and returned to his original appearance, and then took off his coat, revealing that the martial arts costume inside had returned to its original appearance. As for the shabby robe, he wrapped it in a stone and sank it into a well.

After this delay, almost an hour passed. When he arrived at the Martial Arts Academy, it was almost time. At this time, the Lai cats of the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy had already gone to bed to rest under Yang Tong's strict order. Song Zheng knocked on the door and entered Yang Tong's room, but unexpectedly saw Hu Qiang.

It turned out that Song Zheng's speed was too fast, and by the time Hu Qiang chased him out of the stronghold of the Imperial City Division, there was no trace of Song Zheng. Hu Qiang hurriedly walked to the Sihua Inn, but when he arrived at the inn, there was still no trace of Song Zheng. Hu Qiang waited for a while before he thought of coming to the Mizhou Martial Arts Institute to look for him, but he still didn't see Song Zheng's whereabouts. He was in a hurry at the moment, and hurriedly returned to the Imperial City Division stronghold to report. Li Hongniang didn't panic, she knew that with Song Zheng's skills, she would never be killed by others so easily.

Because Hu Qiang wanted to change shifts with Zhu Jian, Hu Qiang went to the Sihua Inn, and Zhu Jian was sent by Li Hongniang to Yang Tong to wait for Song Zheng. In Li Hongniang's words, there will be a big competition tomorrow, and Song Zheng will definitely discuss tactics with Yang Tong. If you don't find it by the time you go, Li Hongniang will mobilize all the personnel of the Imperial City Division of Licheng to look for it.

After listening to Song Zheng, he felt the grace of the beauty. (From the next chapter, it will be changed back to 3,000 words per chapter, it will be later, so let's read it tomorrow morning)