The distance between Shuntianfu and Datong Mansion is more than 800 miles, if it is a rapid march, but the team of 100 people is all martial arts, and it only takes a few days to reach Datong.

But Zhang Ru slowed down, played all the way upstream, walked for half a month, and only walked half the way.

Every day he would ask Jiang Wei if he had noticed anything unusual, as if he was waiting for something.

After walking for 16 days, he arrived at Xuanfu Town, which is also one of the important towns on the nine sides, Zhang Ru ordered to stop and explore the situation first.

The group was dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, and the clothes on their bodies were the standard clothes of Jinyiwei, and they didn't need to show their identity plates, so a small official from Xuanfu stepped forward to lead the way.

Zhang An, the chief soldier of Xuanfu, is a middle-aged man with a short figure, and the wide armor looks very funny on his body.

The two met in a hurry, and Zhang An ignored Zhang Ru's own family to deal with the so-called military affairs, and there was no one to entertain.

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhang An, the local prefect and county may not know who Zhang Ru is, how can he not know who Zhang Ru is.

Since Zhang Ru did not come to Xuanfu to take office, he wished that the plague god would leave quickly, so snubbing Zhang Ru could be regarded as one of the eviction orders he issued.

was about to leave Xuanfu Town, but at this time, Jiang Wei suddenly ran over mysteriously and whispered to him, Zhang Ru's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snickered like a mouse that had stolen rice.

Then, he lived in the post station of Xuanfu Town in a grand manner, and entered the gambling house that was not in Zhang An's name but had a great relationship with Zhang An.

A man dressed in a flying fish robe suddenly appeared in the gambling house, and suddenly became silent.

There are not a few people who come here to gamble, and there are even many officials, Jinyiwei suddenly appeared, who knows if any adult committed a crime. A group of people did not dare to come out, and even the dealer looked at Zhang Ru and his party in amazement.

Zhang Ru smiled: "Everyone is playing, and I'm here to play." ”

An old man with a grim face in the crowd glanced at Zhang Ru casually, then brushed his gray hair with his dry fingers, and sat on a stool looking at the dice intently.

Zhang Ru found a table with relatively few people, and put five taels of silver on the small side, and the other gamblers probably wanted to curry favor with this big man in Jinyiwei, so they bet on the small one.

The dealer who mingled in the land of three religions and nine streams was a thin little old man, with a pair of vicious eyes, and he naturally knew who could offend and who could not offend. The identity of the person in front of him may not be very high, but the skin on his body can make the third-grade master tremble.

The dealer did some tricks and tricks, and the dice that were supposed to be opened were forced to go down, and the little old man released the water, so that the other gamblers picked up a lot of cheapness.

Some people have secretly left, most of those who left are officials from Hebei, Xuanfu Town is not big, but it is not small, and the officials of all kinds of products and the small officials who are not included add up to not eight hundred but also one thousand. Although Zhang Ru looked like he was here to play, those officials didn't dare to stay longer. I'm just worried that if this master loses the money, he will hit them with his idea.

After a while, the silver in front of Zhang Ru had already piled up into a small mountain, and seeing that Zhang Ru had no intention of leaving, the little old man's forehead began to sweat.

Give a brocade guard some silver, the owner won't say anything, but if the entire gambling house is buried in order to tie up a brocade guard, the owner will definitely not let himself go.

He looked at the young Jinyi official with a pleading gaze, but the latter ignored his gaze as if he was blind.

"All pressed small!" Zhang Ru once again pushed out all the silver taels.

The little old man was startled, it was a thousand taels of silver, and it would become two thousand taels if he continued to release the water, but I was afraid that in the end, this gambling house might really become the bag of this brocade guard.

The little old man who didn't dare to gamble with his life secretly gritted his teeth and decided to open a small one.

At this time, no one noticed that the gray-haired old man who was originally separated from Zhang Ru by seven or eight tables was following the lively gamblers who moved towards Zhang Ru's so-called position little by little.

Jiang Wei, who looks timid and afraid of things on weekdays, but is actually as careful as a hair, was just about to remind Zhang Ru that his arm was caught by Wang Zhou. He was a little anxious and struggled hard, but Wang Zhou's hand was like an iron tong, and he didn't let him break free.

Jiang Wei, who was worried, opened his mouth and was about to shout, but when he saw Wang Zhou winking at him, he looked around, and found that the captain of the Jinyi Weidong Sifang after camouflage had already occupied various dangerous positions, just waiting for the gray-haired old man to get close.

Zhang Ru was unaware of this, and after losing the silver he won, he lost the silver ticket on his body, and he lost his eyes in the eyes of outsiders, and suddenly untied the embroidered spring knife on his waist: "This knife is worth ten taels of silver!" ”

The thin little old man dealer smiled and said, "This adult, the villain doesn't dare to accept this thing." ”

The dealer also regarded Zhang Ru because he was afraid of the backstage of the gambling house, so he did not dare to be presumptuous, and he was so scumbag that he even had to pawn the knife he carried.

At this moment, the gray-haired old man had already squeezed behind Zhang Ru, and suddenly, Zhang Ru's hairs stood up, feeling like there was a piece of thousand-year-old ice behind him.

He turned around leisurely, and at the same time pulled out the embroidered spring knife in his hand, and fell towards the gambling table without saying a word. The glittering Emei thorn flew dangerously against Zhang Ru's face, and the gray-haired old man had a hollow iron rod in his hand.

The brocade guards who were in ambush around did not move, but hurriedly walked out with the other gamblers.

Their falcon-like eyes were watching those who did the opposite.

There were thirteen such people in total, including the gray-haired old man, and all of them had a strong killing intent in their eyes.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Ru rolled and landed steadily on the gambling table, kicking the frightened little old man dealer unconscious, and was looking up and down at the gloomy old man opposite.

The old man was not tall, his hair was loose and Zhang Ru's face could not be seen clearly, and he was wearing a white-washed robe, although the robe was old, but it was very clean.

What made Zhang Ru feel strange was that one of the old man's hands was as dry as a branch, but the other hand was like a woman's hand, as warm as mutton fat and white jade.

Instinctively, Zhang Ru was a little more wary of the woman-like hand, staring at the old man carefully, as long as the other party had further action, he could ensure that he would react as quickly as possible.

More than a dozen assassins were about to form an encirclement of Zhang Ru, when suddenly, a sharp knife pierced through his chest and stabbed an assassin who had tried to step forward. At the same time, the assassins in other positions were treated in the same way, and the gamblers who ran wildly became assassins in an instant.

Thirteen fell twelve, and these twelve didn't even know how they died.

The remaining one was a tall, bearded man, who was much faster than the others because of his huge size, and by the time the brocade guard in charge of strangling him approached him, he had already noticed that something was wrong.

Pulling out the long sword at his waist and stabbing a few gamblers to death, the middle-aged man shouted and pounced on a few brocade guards.

I saw that the long sword was like a dragon, dancing so tightly that four or five brocade guards could not get close to the siege, so they could only let this man move towards Zhang Ru's location while fighting.

"Click, click!"

The unique sound of the bow and crossbow in the army sounded, and several besieging Jinyi guards retreated one after another, and when the man stopped his sword dance, he was no longer facing a few Jinyi guard captains, but a row of swarthy arrows.

"Lord Zhang has a good means, but I didn't expect the old man to want to have a praying mantis to catch cicadas, but he was picked up by Lord Zhang's yellow finches." The grim-faced old man laughed, and the breeze blew his hair away, revealing a face full of scars.

One of his eyes was gone, revealing a black hole, and the other was turned upward, but it didn't seem to affect his eyesight. The eyeballs that rolled their eyes stared at Zhang Ru, and the only black eye was fixed on Zhang Ru's face.

Zhang Ru seemed very cautious, and did not change his defensive posture, but said in his mouth: "The people in the entire Shuntian Mansion who know Zhang know that Zhang is the most afraid of death in his life, didn't your master tell you?" ”

The old man said lightly: "The old man knows a lot of things, but I haven't heard that you are afraid of death." What you do in the capital is not like a person who is afraid of death. ”

Zhang Ru said seriously: "I'm afraid of death, and it's time to score." For example, now, in the face of a senior master like you, Zhang's legs and stomach are turned tendons, can he not be afraid of death? But in the face of those filthy goods in the capital, Zhang is not talented, but he is also a well-known Ming man, what to do if he is afraid of death. ”

"Huh." The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and took a step forward and sat on the gambling table and looked at Zhang Ru with a smile: "You and I are only ten steps apart, I am sure that I will kill you with one move." ”

"I believe it." Zhang Ru nodded seriously: "The brother behind him is only five steps away, and I am sure that I will order him to be killed before you kill me." ”

The old man quickly grabbed the dice on the table and shot at Zhang Ru, and at the same time his legs were forced, and in the blink of an eye, the person had already arrived in front of Zhang Ru, and his right hand like a dry old bark stretched out in the shape of a claw, and went straight to Zhang Ru's throat with a fierce wind.

Zhang Ru raised his hand and blocked the dice with an embroidered spring knife, and his arm was numb when the dice shattered. When he found the old man close, it was too late to come up with a knife, so he had to put the knife across his neck with the blade facing outward.

The old man gestured to the side, turning his grasp into a pinch, and the thick embroidered spring knife was pinched by him, and two fingerprints appeared.

The old man retreated as soon as he touched it, but Zhang Ru didn't react, he returned to his original position, as if he had never moved.

Narrowly escaped life, Zhang Ru let out a cold sweat, and took several deep breaths before asking, "Who are you?" ”