"If he can kill Yang Ping'an, then Yang Ping'an will not be him."

The same words, almost at the same moment, sounded in the imperial study of the Great Zhou Palace,

It was Yang Shuo, the emperor of Zhou, who summoned Yang Ping'an, who spoke, and Yang Ying was standing respectfully beside him.

Just after Yang Shuo issued an order and sent someone to bring Yang Ping'an into the palace, Yang Ying hesitated again and again, but still told his father Yang Shuo what he had heard.

Yang Xiong wants to kill Yang Ping'an,

Since the end of the Jinling Poetry Society, this rumor has spread among some people in Nanjing, and Yang Xiong's move has been strongly supported by the empress and the imperial relatives and ministers who support Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong, as the prince with the most hope of inheriting the unification, must not lose his face, especially in their opinion, that Yang Ping'an is just a dog under the illegitimate son Yang Cao, and he was repeatedly bullied by Yang Ping'an at the Jinling Poetry Conference, and even his henchman Song Yi could not be saved, which is unforgivable.

But Yang Ping'an is also smart, he almost doesn't go out of the house after the Jinling Poetry Meeting, even if Yang Cao is no longer favored, Yang Xiong does not dare to send someone to openly hit the door and kill Yang Ping'an, so he can only wait and look for opportunities.

And the opportunity finally appeared today,

Yang Ying saw it very clearly, when Yang Shuo issued an order to summon Yang Ping'an into the palace, a little eunuch took advantage of the unpreparedness and ran quickly towards the harem.

Needless to say, he must have gone to report to the queen,

Yang Ying is a smart person, he knew that Yang Cao didn't want to see their brothers kill each other, so he didn't tell the matter immediately, but waited for a while, made a look of embarrassment on his face, and estimated the time, before reminding Yang Shuo that Yang Ping'an was very likely to be robbed and killed by Yang Xiong's killers on the way to the palace.

Yang Shuo didn't care after hearing this, just smiled slightly, and said: "I also heard about the grievances between Xiong'er and Yang Ping'an, he wants to kill, it's good to do it over there, but I don't think he can succeed, or Yang Ping'an is not so easy to kill, if he can kill Yang Ping'an, then Yang Ping'an is not him." ”

Yang Ying was completely puzzled by Yang Shuo's reaction, especially the last sentence, he heard it even more in a fog, and wanted to ask, but when he saw Yang Shuo bowing his head and starting to flip through the folds on the table, he could only stand aside and swallow the question back into his stomach.

Whether it was Yang Shuo, Yang Ying's father and son, or Yang Cao Wuting's master and servant, they learned that Yang Xiong wanted to kill Yang Ping'an, all through reliable intelligence, and Yang Ping'an did not have any source of intelligence, but he also knew that someone was going to be unfavorable to him...... Because the jade chariot traveled for half an hour, and still didn't reach the palace,

Yang Cao's mansion is not far from the palace, and it takes less than two quarters of an hour to walk, Yang Ping'an has the ability to be a fool, how can he not know that there is a problem in this,

Seeing that night was falling, Yu Yuan was still shuttling back and forth in the city, and he had not been able to reach the palace for a long time, Yang Ping'an took out the pistol behind his waist and quickly loaded a bullet into it.

Hmph, you want to kill me, I want to see who will send me to death tonight,

With a sneer in his heart, his expression was slightly relaxed, ready for bullets and pistols, he was lazy and half-lying in the jade chariot, listening carefully to the movements around him, the pistol was pressed under him, and his right hand was holding the handle of the gun,

Although he came to Nanjing City for some time, and Yang Cao has been accompanying him to browse the city, the Nanjing City he moved to is still a little unfamiliar to him, especially in some sparsely populated places.

Where do these guys want to carry me to, do they think that delaying my dinner will reduce my physical strength?

It's just a joke, he doesn't care about anything now, because of the pistol in his hand, as for whether it was Yang Shuo or Yang Xiong who wanted to kill him, it didn't matter to him,

If it's the latter, he's giving the other party a resounding slap in the face; If it is the former, it means that Yang Shuo is going to merge with Tiance, because Tiance will never allow him to die in the hands of Yang Shuo now.

For half an hour, a large number of dark clouds floated from nowhere over Nanjing City, and there was a tendency for dark clouds to overwhelm the city.

As the dark clouds get lower and lower, the wind gradually rises, lightning and thunder roar from far and near, and the rainstorm is coming.

Finally, the jade chariot stopped, he turned over and sat up, holding the gun in his right hand and hiding behind him, he heard the sound of swishing figures suddenly around him, and then the eunuchs and palace guards who were sent by Yang Shuo let out a burst of exclamations, and then left the jade chariot and fled in all directions.

The drama is quite complete, but the eunuch ran away, and the palace guards also ran away, and they didn't fight the killer, it's too obvious a loophole,

Lifting the yellow curtain, Yang Ping'an walked out of the jade chariot, only to see that he was in front of an abandoned city god temple, the jade chariot was empty all around, the previous eunuchs, guards and sedan chair men or something had long been gone, but ten steps away, more than 20 black-clothed people held steel knives, surrounded the jade chariot in the center,

"Are you here to take my life?" Yang Ping'an asked lightly, as if he was just asking about a small thing that couldn't be smaller, the wind was light,

He didn't expect that someone would answer his question, but a man in black actually spoke: "Since you know everything, then kill yourself, I can give you a whole corpse." ”

It seemed that this guy was the leader, Yang Ping'an turned to the other party and was silent for a moment: "I know that I will not escape death tonight, but before I die, can you meet one condition for me." ”

"Tell me about it."

"Who wants to take my last name, I don't want to be a fool."

The man in black sneered: "Hmph, I think it's better for you to be a fool, do it." ”

At the sound of an order, his body retreated violently and retreated to the gate of the City God Temple, while the other black-clothed people rushed towards Yang Ping'an from all directions at the same time, and the steel knife in his hand flashed from time to time in the night.

Yang Ping'an's eyes were microns, and from the footsteps of these black-clothed people who rushed over, he could see that the other party's skills were just average, on the contrary, although the black-clothed people who retreated to the gate of the City God Temple distanced themselves from him, the sense of threat brought to him did not subside.

In a flash of light, he made a decision, put the pistol back into his waist, unloaded a long stick from the jade chariot in three or two strokes, and held it horizontally in his hand and waited for the enemy to kill.

"Boom."

A thunderclap sounded almost above the City God Temple, and the wind swept the sand and gravel on the ground.

In front of the City God Temple, more than 20 cold lights flashed one after another, and a tiger and tiger dancing with a wooden stick danced in the wind.

A stick as a gun, practiced with Xue Yufeng back then, and finally based on Bajiquan, he took out his fist and entered the gun, and the [***] big gun that he realized once again exerted great power.

Because he pondered by himself and neglected to practice and practice, Yang Ping'an's comprehension of the [***] big gun was not as good as that of the latecomer Xue Yufeng, and his power was weakened a lot.

However, when Yang Ping'an was in Shandong, he used this set of marksmanship to single-handedly challenge Gao Xianzhi, although he was passively beaten, but he was invincible, so after this set of marksmanship was displayed by him, the attack may be slightly insufficient, but the defense is first-class.

More than 20 people in black have a tacit understanding, you and I have a knife to advance and retreat, and the knife is directly to Yang Ping'an's vital point, and does not give him a chance to breathe at all.

There is a way that is an inch long and an inch strong, Yang Ping'an can barely withstand the attack of more than 20 people with a long stick, but this is only temporary, not only those blacks can see it, even he himself knows it very well,

With the passage of time, he will be beaten passively like this, and sooner or later he will show his flaws due to physical exhaustion, and then he will ...... hiss

One was not paying attention, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a man in black stabbed him in the back,

Your mother, you have to think of a way, you can't be so passive anymore,

With this in mind, Yang Ping'an used the long stick in his hand to force two steps back to temporarily force the black-clothed man who was bullying him to take two steps back, and then quickly selected a target, rubbed his feet forward, and attacked the opponent directly.

The men in black formed an encirclement, encircling Yang Ping'an, and as they moved and flickered, the encirclement was sometimes large and sometimes small, but it was not something that Yang Ping'an could rush out.

Seeing Yang Ping'an rushing in one direction, they immediately changed their formation, and the two black-clothed men jumped out from the front, attacking Yang Ping'an in two ways, left and right, while the other black-clothed people narrowed the encirclement, and then attacked from behind Yang Ping'an and on his side.

was entangled by two men in black, and he had to guard against a sneak attack from behind at any time, and the situation was critical, but Yang Ping'an was not flustered.

The long stick shook in a circle, forcing back the sneak attackers behind him, and at the same time giving the two black-clothed people in front of him a chance to approach, but just as the two of them were approaching, Yang Ping'an suddenly opened his mouth and spat out with a mouthful of thick phlegm, impartially spitting between the eyebrows of a black-clothed man.

"Ahh

The black-clothed man who won the bid was stunned at first, thinking that he had been hit by a very vicious secret weapon, and when he understood, he squatted to death and screamed, disgusting seven orifices smoked,

Just this moment of change decided his life and death,

Yang Ping'an also fought on the battlefield, and he had a strong ability to grasp the fleeting opportunity, he dodged another black-clothed man with a knife in the head, and at the same time hit the opponent's chest with his shoulder with the move of Baji Fist,

The man in black hurriedly blocked, but this was Yang Ping'an's false move, the real trick was in the next three ways, and a knee hit the crotch of the man in black.

"Ahh This time the cry is a scream, a scream,

The man in black who was hit hard immediately covered his crotch and fell to the ground, and Yang Ping'an took advantage of this kung fu to take the man in black who was spat in the face by him.

The stick was broken, and he was stabbed in the back again, and with the opportunity to spell out, he grabbed the single knife in the opponent's hand with an empty hand, and the knife fell and brushed twice to result in the two men in black.

With a single knife in hand, the defense is weakened, but the attack is strengthened, although he killed two black-clothed people, but there are still twenty people left, which is not suitable to deal with, and more importantly, he needs to be vigilant at any time to be vigilant against the long-standing black-clothed man standing in front of the gate of the City God's Temple.

"Boom."

There was another thunder all day long, torrential rain poured down, and the big raindrops fell, frantically smashing on the ground, roofs, and people.

The rain is an opportunity for Yang Ping'an, he used a single knife in his hand, plus various tricks, such as spitting, throwing mud, etc., and at the cost of being stabbed, in a quarter of an hour, he killed seven more men in black,

The rest of the black-clothed people were also a little timid, the offensive was not as sharp as before, and the eyes that looked at Yang Ping'an began to change, and from time to time someone looked at the rain at Yang Ping'an's feet, why didn't they see red,

When Yang Ping'an twisted a man in black and slashed his neck with a sharp blade in front of others, and red blood sprayed out, the other men in black were completely afraid.

Up to now, Yang Ping'an has been stabbed by them more than a dozen times, but he doesn't seem to have received the slightest impact, the most bizarre thing is that the rain washed on him, and he couldn't wash away the blood.

How could Yang Ping'an know what these black-clothed people thought, seeing that they didn't move, Yang Ping'an pulled a knife and pointed to the other side: "If you don't make a move, your men will all die in my hands." ”