Chapter 144: Killing is a hard job

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On the street corner northeast of Shengye Fang, shouts of killing were everywhere, and the torches that were originally held high were scattered all over the ground, but they were not extinguished for a while, and they still illuminated the clearing.

In the melee of hundreds of people, the hideous faces of the people, the swords went straight to the point, and after a while, more than a dozen people fell. Looking at this posture, if none of the parties is cold and escapes first, I'm afraid that tonight will not end.

Yi had a strip of cloth tied to his forehead, holding a short knife in one hand, and rushed into the crowd, his body was close to a Qi Xuan gang gang with a cloth strip tied to his arm, and he stabbed into the abdomen of the Qi Xuan gang member who raised the knife in front of him, pulled out the knife and staggered past, and the two corpses fell to the ground at the same time.

Yi instantly kills two people, and gets into the crowd again, like a wolf entering a flock, and one person dies when the knife starts, and there is never a need to make up for the second knife. Dressed in black, he walked through the crowd without stopping at all, nor killing people continuously, so he hadn't yet attracted the attention of the red-eyed gangsters.

Xu Mingyuan glanced at Yi a few times, and also rushed towards the crowd quickly, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a sword pierced the heart of a two-pole gang with a strip of cloth tied to his head from behind, drew his sword and retreated, the long sword was pointed out again and again, but between a few breaths, no one had fallen under his sword.

Among this group of people, there are only two Sanpin who can fight, and they are still entangled with each other, and the rest of them are simply a one-sided slaughter for Xu Mingyuan and Yi.

However, Xu Mingyuan didn't use sword qi, firstly, it was too physically exhausting, and secondly, he was afraid that he would scare these people away, so it would not be easy to chase them.

The tricks of the long sword are unremarkable, or point or pick, but it is the sword that kills the sword, wandering among the crowd. Harvesting the lives of the two-pole gang.

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At the same time, in Yongxingfang, the lifeless courtyard of Yuntai Division, behind the window covered with dark blue curtains, stood a somewhat thin old man, through the curtains. Tilting his head slightly, as if looking at the starry sky outside the window.

The moonlight shines through the curtains, stretching his figure on the ground, still so lonely.

After a long time, he whispered, "How much blood do you say this year's snow will cover?" The voice was low, like muttering.

"Do you think he's comparable to Xiao Qi?" There was a thin shadow on the ground, a somewhat hoarse voice came, as if it had not spoken for a long time, and the figure with half of his body hidden in the darkness could not see his face clearly. All you can see is a wizened hand.

"Xiao Qi has always been safe in doing things, and he has a good eye for people, like his father." Chen Qiao was silent for a while, then sighed lightly and said, "If it weren't for Pang Laogou's secret order, he wouldn't have been able to come back, and in the end, he wouldn't have let him kill half of the Jiannan Dao Division." ”

The thin shadow was also silent for a while, and said hoarsely: "Old Dog Pang has pushed this matter away, and the people who know it may have disappeared." I can't take anything about it. ”

"I can't take him." Chen Qiao chuckled, but his laughter was a little cold. "But I'm afraid that the old dog has forgotten what we do, and the person who killed me didn't just take a few small fish and shrimp to fight his life."

"In the past two years, those people's hands have been stretched out longer and longer, and even those in the palace don't know how to converge, I'm afraid this year's account is not easy to collect, and the pressure on the courtyard is estimated to be not small." Dry Thin Shadow didn't continue the topic. Instead, he said.

"Since the day the Yuntai Division was established, it has never been looked at with the eyes of others, but it's not the same that no one dares to step on our faces. If those people dare to stretch out their hands, I will dare to cut him off, knowing that it hurts. will retract.

As long as the person in the palace doesn't move our minds, who in this Chang'an City dares to enter this courtyard to reason with me, and dare to let me go to the diplomat. Chen Qiao lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the corner of the glass in the dark night, his voice was cold and domineering.

"If that person was still there, I am afraid that the door in Chang'an City would not be closed at night, and how could everyone dare to reach out and get a piece of the pie like now, only looking at the money and silver and not seeing people's lives." The thin shadow said with some feeling.

"Yes, when we went out to collect the accounts, it wasn't these little shrimps that we collected, and we cut off the head of a national prince with a knife, which I still remember now." For the first time, there was a smile on Chen Qiao's face, and the fine wrinkles were piled together, like a hand that had just moved.

"But no, that year, the blood splashed in Chang'an City, it couldn't cover the heavy snow for more than ten days, the knife was cut to the edge, and Shengsheng built a Taoist Jingguan at the gate of the city, after that day, the magnates of Chang'an City, who went out without their tails." The hoarse voice of the thin black shadow sounded, which also carried a bit of smugness.

The two old men were silent for a while at the same time, as if they were reminiscing about those glorious times in the depths of their memories.

Chen Qiao gently lowered the curtains, turned his head to look at the thin black shadow hidden in the darkness and said with a smile: "Old Jing, when the two of us are dying, why don't we take away the ungrateful things in Shangguan Yuting." ”

"It's been eighteen years in the blink of an eye, and the man was already ready to give up his position to him, but he didn't expect Shangguan Yuting to be so anxious, he turned his face and didn't recognize people, and climbed to the position of commander by relying on that matter. But how could the one in the palace treat him like that person, he has lived like a dog all these years. The thin black shadow shook his head, and said in a slightly cold voice: "According to our bodies, it's almost time, and it doesn't hurt to take him there." ”

The room was quiet again, Chen Qiao continued to look up at the starry sky through the curtains, and the black shadow disappeared into the darkness again.

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The fierce battle on the corner of Shengyefang was nearing the end, Xu Mingyuan pulled out his sword from the chest of the arrogant young man, took a step back, avoided the body that fell forward, and the silver spear fell to the ground with a bang.

On the other side, Yi Ye put away the knife and retreated, looking at the bald man staring at him, unwillingly falling to the ground, with dozens of wounds of different depths on his body, which had turned into a bloody man.

"Forty-four!"

"Forty-three!"

Xu Mingyuan and Yi spoke at the same time, and they both laughed out loud at the same time.

Xu Mingyuan gasped for breath, the hand holding the long sword was already trembling slightly, killing forty-four people in a row, even if he didn't use sword qi, he still spent a lot of physical strength.

On the other side, Yi simply walked to a piece of bluestone on the side and sat down, the short knife was put aside, and his hair was soaked with sweat.

On the long street, the torches were almost all extinguished, and only a few still had a little spark.

There were corpses all over the ground, and none of the Qi Xuan Gang and the Second Pole Gang who came here today survived, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The two rested for about a quarter of an hour, Yi picked up the short knife, walked towards Xu Mingyuan, and walked side by side with him towards the long street from which he came.

"Brother Qi is right, this killing is indeed a manual job." Yi's voice came, with a bit of pleasure.

"If the account is collected like this, this physical strength really has to be trained." Xu Mingyuan replied with a smile. (To be continued.) )