Zhao Zheng's hand came too suddenly, and before Zhuang could react, a snake was twisting and writhing wildly on the bushes at the entrance of the cave.

"Your hole is good, but it also has shortcomings, beckoning snakes!" Zhao Zheng pointed to the branch outside the cave and said lightly.

Looking at the half-snake that was writhing in pain and blood on the branches of the bush, Zhuang was so frightened that he couldn't help but squeeze a few times into the hole.

Zhuang Wenyan didn't speak, but just looked at the snake that was still struggling at the entrance of the cave in a daze.

"How? Now do you think we can't go? ”

"This ......"

Although Zhao Zheng and Zhuang had only known each other for a few hours, he knew that the relationship between the little slave in front of him and Ying Zheng was very unusual. Zhao Zheng didn't want Zhuang to get involved, but after thinking about it, he felt that Zhuang was a credible and malleable person, and it was a pity to abandon him, so he "showed" his skills to Zhuang for the first time. This decision was not easy for Zhao Zheng, who attached great importance to the secret of his background.

"Alas...... Never mind! Actually, I didn't plan on you to follow me, you also told me what I wanted to know, and I can solve the rest myself. ”

After patting Zhuang again, Zhao Zheng crawled sideways towards the outside of the cave.

"Childe ......"

As soon as he climbed twice, Zhuang grabbed Zhao Zheng: "Do you really want to go?" ”

Zhuang knew that Zhao Zheng had made up his mind, and he couldn't help but regret that he had just told everything, and regretted that he didn't get close to eavesdrop on the content of this group's speech at that time, otherwise he wouldn't have let Zhao Zheng take risks because of an uncertain intuitive judgment.

Zhuang knew that he was just a slave, and it was impossible to influence Zhao Zheng's decision, but he still mustered up the courage to persuade: "Childe, it stands to reason...... It stands to reason that we could have stayed out of this matter, there is no need for the two of us to take such a risk for a Zhao girl, it's not worth it! ”

For Zhuang's words, Zhao Zheng did not feel the slightest surprise, and shrunk his body back and said meaningfully: "Zhuang, when is the time for retribution?" If you say what you say, then what is the old man of medicine saving you back then? ”

Zhao Zheng stretched out his finger and pointed at himself, then pointed at Zhuang, and then asked, "Until we have the most common denominator, what is the most common denominator?" ”

"We are all from Qin!" Zhuang said without thinking.

Zhao Zheng shook his head slightly, pointed at himself and replied: "Our lives were saved by the Zhao people!" Zhuang, who can guarantee that the people of Zhao in the Qin State will live better than us? Instead of worrying about the question of worthlessness here, you should take advantage of this to repay him Zhao Ren's favor! Wouldn't that be better? ”

After Zhao Zheng said this, he ignored Zhuang, turned around, and climbed out of the cave very quickly. At the moment when Zhao Zheng climbed out of the hole, Zhuang also crawled out after him.

"Huh...... Figured it out? You just believe me? I'm half as small as you! Zhao Zheng quipped while packing up his firewood knife.

Zhuang didn't reply when he heard this, so he casually skimmed the two snake segments into the cave, and began to clean up the blood stains at the entrance of the cave.

"Huh...... I didn't expect you to have this consciousness! Zhao Zheng was quite surprised.

Zhuang still didn't reply, just pinned the close-fitting stone knife to his waist, and looked at Zhao Zheng, who was half younger than him, with a smile on his face.

Looking at Zhuang who felt a little like death, Zhao Zheng firmly believed that as long as this extremely inconspicuous little slave in front of him was cultivated well, he would definitely become a big help to his left arm and right arm in the future!

Not to mention that Zhao Zheng ran happily with Zhuang all the way, because Zhao Zheng had already left the city very early, so when the two of them arrived at the place where the group of five people settled yesterday, the sun had just climbed the eaves.

"Is that the house? Hiss...... I don't know if they're gone or not......"

In an abandoned village, Zhao Zheng pointed to an abandoned courtyard in front of him and asked softly.

The desertion of villages was very common during the Warring States period, not to mention the two-year-long Battle of Handan.

Zhuang Xiang, who was hiding behind the remnant wall, shrank back, looked around timidly, and then shook his head and replied, "I don't know...... Alas...... If only the little slave could eavesdrop on what they were talking about yesterday! ”

Zhuang's words made Zhao Zheng's eyes light up. He felt more and more that the thin little slave in front of him seemed to have a natural sense of infiltration behind enemy lines.

Just when Zhao Zheng was thinking about how to use this kid for his own use and cultivate it in the future, a girl's heart-rending cry suddenly came from the courtyard.

"Fuck, it's Ah Fang!"

For some reason, Zhao Zheng, who had only met Ah Fang for a short time, could immediately hear Ah Fang's cry, and Zhao Zheng made a gesture not to move and then rushed out with an arrow.

Zhuang naturally understood what Zhao Zheng meant, but because he was too afraid, he followed closely in the chaos in his mind.

"Stop!"

Just when a fat man raised his hand impatiently to hit the loud crying Ah Fang, a childish and even a little milky cheer floated into the dilapidated courtyard.

"Huh?"

A group of five people, even including the kidnapped Ah Fang, were stunned and followed the prestige.

"Brother Zhao Zheng! Whining...... Brother Zhao Zheng, run! This...... These people are all badasses...... Woowoo woo ......"

The little girl had already had a blue nose and swollen face at this time, but when she saw that it was not someone else standing at the gate of the courtyard but Zhao Zheng, she subconsciously let Zhao Zheng flee for her life.

Ah Fang's crying made Zhao Zheng stunned, and his eyes instantly flushed. He thought that Ah Fang would shout to himself heartbreakingly, "Brother Zhao Zheng, save me!" But what he never expected was that the first thing this little girl thought of was his safety.

Zhao Zheng was completely moved by Ah Fang, and he was also completely enraged. "Angry hair rushes to the crown for a red face", maybe even Zhao Zheng himself didn't realize that the first real anger he got when he came to this world was for his sister!

Zhao Zheng pointed at Ah Fang and said coldly: "Let her go, I can spare you a dog's life, otherwise you will stay here forever!" ”

Zhao Zheng said these words in a milky voice, and the fat man and his group of five were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed heartily.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... You little bastard who is still playing with pee, who do you think you are, how dare you say this! Ha ha...... Mrs. Li, big deal, big deal! I didn't expect to get a little girl's film, and now I have spared two little boys! Hahaha......" The fat man held his "Michelin"-like big fat belly and laughed wildly.

However, the fat man's laughter had not yet fallen, and with a "bang", the fat man's originally arrogant horizontal fat face was full of fear. The fat man seems to be tall and fat, but in fact he is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and a small iron fist makes the fat man curl up like a shrimp, and the pain of drilling his heart makes his whole fat face twist to the extreme.

"Humph, crumb!"

Zhao Zheng has always treated the enemy with "fast, ruthless, and accurate" as the criterion, and never talked nonsense during the confrontation. Just as the fat man was hunched down to the point where his head was less than half a meter from the ground, Zhao Zheng hit the fat man's head with a huge knee.

"Bang!"

There was another extremely dull sound, and the fat man's fat head brain suddenly opened and blood flowed. Due to the great force, the fat man did not fall down in response, but the whole person fell on his back. Just when the fat man was about to fall, Zhao Zheng moved his body in the direction where the fat man was about to fall, and at the same time held down the fat man's head and slammed it towards the knee that had been placed into a lunge. Because the back of the neck slammed into Zhao Zheng's knee, with a series of extremely crisp bone breaking sounds, the fat man's neck broke on the spot and fell to the ground with a bang.

The whole process was completed in a very short time, and the whole process of Zhao Zheng knocking the fat man's neck on his knees was fully watched by the people present. Looking at the fat man who fell to the ground like a fat pig that had just been slaughtered, the necks of the remaining four people felt cold involuntarily.

"Oh, my mother!" How could the woman have thought that this extremely cute little boy in front of her would be a murderous and unblinking evil star, and then ran away with a strange scream.

In a panic, the woman ran a few steps before hitting her head against the earthen wall. This collision directly knocked the woman to pieces, and just as she hurriedly stood up, the gray-faced woman suddenly felt a strange slight coolness emanating from her heart. Slowly looked down at the mouth of his heart, followed by a sharp pain from his heart. The woman turned her head and looked at the harmless little boy behind her, and then died of reluctance.

"Trash!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the woman who fell to the ground very coldly, took out the iron short sword that was about to sink into the hilt from the back of his heart, and then rubbed the short sword full of blood back and forth on the woman's body a few times and scolded coldly.

At this time, the iron short sword in Zhao Zheng's hand was naturally not Zhao Zheng's own, it was the fat man's belongings. Because the fat man underestimated the enemy, he did not use the personal blade and let himself die for no apparent reason.

Although iron tools began to be widely used during the Warring States Period, it was only the beginning in the long history, and iron tools were still unaffordable for ordinary people. Zhao Zheng knew the preciousness of iron tools in this era, so he had long set his sights on the iron short sword pinned to the fat man's waist. At the moment when the fat man was killed, his iron short sword was carried away by Zhao Zheng.

At this time, the remaining three people were already frightened and trembling like chaff. Zhao Zheng picked up the short sword in his hand, and after his eyes swept over them coldly, the three of them hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed like chickens pecking at broken rice. The three of them knew that at this time, they bowed their heads and confessed their sins and said some good words, and there might be a chance of survival, and if they wanted to escape, the woman next to them would be a lesson from the past.

"Little young man spare his life, the three of me will never dare to do this in the future, spare my three of you a cheap life!" A man with the same fat head and big ears knelt on the ground and pleaded with Zhao Zheng.

"Woooooooooo......oo Yes, we won't dare anymore! Woowoo...... I hope that the little young man will spare his life! Woo woo woo ...... "Another very thin man was so frightened by Fang Cai's scene that he couldn't cry anymore, and at this time he kowtowed to Zhao Zheng again and again to beg for mercy.

What kind of person is Zhao Zheng, how could he believe the words of such a person. With a short sword, he pointed at the three people and said expressionlessly: "Throw all the hard objects on your bodies, no matter what, far behind you, and then hold your heads in your hands, hurry up!" ”

With a finger of the sword, the three of them quickly left everything on their bodies far behind them, and then put their hands on their heads very honestly.

"Say, what the hell are you doing? If there is half a lie, Lao Tzu will take your dog's life! ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng put the short sword on the neck of one of them. Because the short sword was properly maintained, Zhao Zheng's wrist was only slightly deflected, and a small hole was immediately drilled into the man's neck, and blood immediately flowed out of the gap.

Seeing blood on their necks, the three people whose lives were hanging by a thread were completely panicked, and then rushed to explain to Zhao Zheng. At this time, the style of painting was extremely weird, and it directly shocked Zhuang and Ah Fang.

About ten minutes later, Zhao Zheng, who knew the ins and outs of the matter, put the short sword back, and then asked lightly: "Can you really change it?" ”

"Woo...... I really don't dare...... I really don't dare anymore...... Woo woo...... "The three of them whimpered as they kowtowed frantically to the ground.

Zhao Zheng sneered and waved the short sword in his hand, and then said, "Hehe...... Then I'll give you a chance......"

When the two of them heard that Zhao Zheng was going to let them go, they couldn't help but be ecstatic, and they couldn't help but look up at the little boy standing in front of them very gratefully.

“…… Let's go in the next life! Zhao Zheng gasped for breath, and blurted out the remaining four words, and the short sword in his hand slashed at the necks of the three of them with the sound of breaking wind.

As the sword slashed through the necks of the three people, the three people, one fat and two thin, watched Zhao Zheng fall to the ground with resentful eyes.

Almost none of the people killed by Zhao Zheng closed their eyes and turned a blind eye, because they all felt that they were unwilling to die and that their deaths were unclear. However, for Zhao Zheng, this has become commonplace. After habitually stabbing the three of them in the chest, Zhao Zheng threw the polished short sword to Zhuang outside the courtyard door, and then walked towards Ah Fang, who was tied to the door frame with a sunny smile......