Ten miles outside Lanzhou City, Longmen Inn, this is a simple, typical western style hotel, the lower half of the roof wall is turned, the head is half of the loess, the roof is paved with thatch, tables and chairs are made of logs, extremely clumsy, but there is an advantage, that is, it is not easy to damage when fighting.

Western multi-swordsman swordsman is a very general name, roughly equivalent to the swordsman of the Central Plains, but it is not the same, because a swordsman can be a chivalrous hero, or a bodyguard, or a horse thief, in short, anyone with a knife in his waist can be called a swordsman.

There was such a group of swordsmen sitting in the Dragon Gate Inn, their clothes were shabby, but their eyes were still sharp, everyone was equipped with long knives, some were stuck in their backs, and some were hanging on their waists, anyway, how to take them, they were sitting at the stupid table, drinking muddy liquor, eating beef, waiting for someone to recruit them to work.

Although there have been wars over the years, but the trade routes are still basically smooth, because there is no trade war, either side will lose weapons, grain, grass, and the source of silver, so sometimes there will even be a temporary truce between the two countries for the passage of the caravan, these awesome caravans have Persians, there are also Central Plains people, they have strong financial resources, and the force is also considerable, and the large caravan even has thousands of people. The caravan pays taxes to the ZF, but does not give in to the horse thieves, so the two sides often break out, and the casualties of the swordsmen are also very large, and almost every time the caravan has to recruit a new group of swordsmen.

Lanzhou is a very important large-scale goods distribution center on the Silk Road, the goods of the Central Plains and the goods of the West are exchanged here, those who can sell sky-high prices of wine, luminous glasses, Persian carpets and something in the Central Plains can be cheaper in Lanzhou, the city's culture is very special, it can be called chaotic, there are churches, there are mosques, lamas, temples, all kinds of languages and scripts are common, and even the guys in any shop can speak the foreign languages of several countries, this Longmen Inn is no exception, from the proprietress to the guys can speak Chinese, Mongolian, Turkic and Persian are doing very well today, and the proprietress is busy, scurrying inside and out, laughing and trembling.

The weather in November is already very cold, a thick cotton curtain is hung on the door of the Longmen Inn, blocking the wind outside, there is a fire indoors, the stove is warm, the men are indifferently drinking wine, there is a match to talk, suddenly the door curtain is a dazzling sunlight shining in, followed by a rough voice: "I can be regarded as finding a restaurant, the shopkeeper is here, five catties of pig's head meat, two catties of white wine, ten catties of flour, let's hurry up and eat." ”

Everyone looked sideways, some even put their hands on the hilt of the knife, Lanzhou is more Muslim, and the people only raise cattle, sheep, horses, camels, and few people feed pork, suddenly someone jumped out and said that they want to eat pork, isn't it a blatant provocation to the Islamic swordsman in the inn!

Fortunately, there was a female voice among those people who understood the matter: "I'm sorry, this brother has just come from the Central Plains and doesn't understand the rules, in fact, we have to prepare for the trouble of five catties of cooked beef." As he spoke, he accurately threw a ten-tael ingot in front of the shopkeeper, and the secret weapon of this hand was revealed in a timely manner, and the swordsmen quietly let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife.

There are six men and a woman who came in, all dressed in the Central Plains, weapons are also Central Plains style, handguards, double hooks, five tigers, broken door knives and the like, looking at the posture are first-class practitioners, the woman's bearing is even more extraordinary, twenty years old, born with a beautiful appearance, good figure, but there is a fierce air in her eyes, holding a sword in her hand, just looking at the scabbard, you know that it is a high-grade product produced by Lianfeng.

Recently, from the Central Plains, a lot of people from the rivers and lakes have come to their roads, and their road is not quite the same as the western swordsmen, so the two sides have broken out several conflicts, and there are mutual casualties, so as soon as these people come in, everyone unconsciously has a sense of hostility, but looking at their footwork and figure, they are all first-class masters, far from these second-rate swordsmen in the inn can deal with, there are more than a dozen tables in the lobby of the inn, and there are dozens of swordsmen who are huddled together to drink, only one of the tables is sitting on only one person, who is bowing his head and drinking silently, and the people who are closer to him dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing this person。

The group of Central Plains guests saw that there was an empty table, so they came over and said, "Brother, you have finished drinking, why don't you make it convenient and let us have a table to eat." "The person who spoke was a big man who made the Five Tigers cut off the door, and he must have been a character when he was in the Central Plains, so his tone was more horizontal. The woman glared at him and said, "Brother, you sit down with yours, let's borrow a seat next to us." ”

But his previous words had annoyed the silent swordsman, and he raised his head, revealing a pair of grim eyes, and said in a tone of voice: "Let me give way, you won't visit me, Brother Long Fei, is it the kind of person who gives way to others!" "This man is bald, his eyebrows have been shaved off, and there is not a single hair on his face, and he looks more vicious, and there are two scimitars on the table, which are of a strange style and chained, and he is not good at first sight.

The Five Tigers Broken the Door Knife said: "What Brother Long Fei has never heard of, so hurry up and dodge it, annoying the uncle, you are crying." ”

Brother Long Fei sneered: "If you want to move me, it's good to see who is faster." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the people around immediately dodged the west, which is different from the Central Plains, in the inns and taverns of the Central Plains, when the martial arts people quarrel, they often quarrel first, starting from their own divisions, and then to the friends of the rivers and lakes they know, in order to overwhelm each other with momentum, and the other martial arts people present will often stand up very enthusiastically to be peacemakers to show their face, the Central Plains rivers and lakes are so big, sometimes talking and talking, the two sides can find a person who knows each other, and then it is a misunderstanding, everyone sits down to drink, talks happily, and will drink blood wine, burn yellow paper, worship brothers, to put it bluntly, the Central Plains martial arts is an intricate relationship, martial arts are not as good as eloquence。

And the west is different, these swordsmen do not have a fixed sect, most of them follow the martial arts practiced by the elders in the family, some people are fighting all day long in the society, and the knife skills are practiced desperately, so there is no intertwined relationship like the Central Plains, and the fight is not the same, the opening sentence is usually one or two sentences, and then directly start to fight, and the official government is just asking, which fuels the habit of the swordsmen to fight bravely.

This Long Feige is a notoriously ruthless character, two Persian scimitars are as fast as lightning, no one in the whole Lanzhou is faster than him, plus he has a perverse temperament, so everyone does not dare to provoke easily, seeing this group of Central Plains people, I don't know how to touch Long Feige's moldy head knifemen, the knifemen all got up and hid away from the table a few steps away, so as not to splash blood on their bodies after a while.

Everyone hugged their arms and waited to see the excitement, and the beautiful Central Plains woman spoke: "Brother, it's just a table, don't be angry, if you want to be faster, the little woman will accompany you." As she spoke, she dodged the cloak with both hands, revealing the sassy strength inside, and the two crossed wide cow belts showed the slenderness of her waist, and the two black and shiny hidden weapons in the holsters on both sides of the cow belt were opening the nose of the machine!

Damn, the swordsmen were suddenly frightened, everyone was familiar with this thing, after the red-shirted army entered Lanzhou, they sent a picket force with a silver dog tag to govern the security in the city, prohibiting ordinary people from carrying long knives, the swordsmen were naturally dissatisfied, as a swordsman, the knife is his life, how can he not bring it, the fierce swordsman met a more sturdy red-shirt, the end is naturally conceivable, after a few vicious fights, the swordsmen suffered heavy casualties, and also realized the power of the firecracker, now the swordsmen have learned to be obedient, nothing to do not enter Lanzhou City, can be solved as much as possible outside the city。

Even a fierce man like Long Feige couldn't help but shudder, he knew his level, if he fought with a knife, these Central Plains people may not be his opponents, but people have firearms, this is not easy to say, this girl has sharp eyes and steady breath, she must be a master of hidden weapons, a master of playing with hidden weapons, and then with a firecracker, it will be repaid!

But Long Feige still decided to do it, because the distance between the two sides is very close, and only this girl has a firecracker, as long as she is cut down, even if she wins, these Central Plains people have a lot of entanglements on them, and more importantly, they can capture two firearms, which is what Long Feige dreamed of, thinking about it, Long Feige's hand unconsciously touched the scimitar on the table.

Long Feige's movements were very fast, and he deserved to be the fastest knife player in Lanzhou, but his opponent's movements were very fast, Long Feige felt a sore wrist in front of his eyes, and couldn't hold the handle of the knife, and when he looked at it, there were two flying needles on his wrist, which were clearly fed with poison, and in a moment, Long Feige went from his wrist to his arm, and he was shocked: "You dare to use poison!" ”

The big girl smiled slightly and said, "It's not a poisonous sedative, () Brother Tai is too excited, let you calm down." ”

Everyone was shocked, they thought that this woman was going to take out the fire gun and kill Long Feige, but people didn't bother to use the fire gun on Long Feige at all, and only used two small needles to relieve his combat effectiveness, everyone present didn't see the movements of others, this secret weapon kung fu is simply amazing, if the flying needle pierced not the wrist, but the eye or throat, then Long Feige wouldn't be hung on the spot.

The swordsmen immediately became enthusiastic, gave up two tables and invited the heroes of the Central Plains to sit down, and the proprietress also emerged from behind the counter, happily bringing over beef pasta and white wine for the guests to enjoy.

The guests of the Central Plains bowed their hands and thanked each other, and then sat down in a chic manner and gave a thumbs up to the heroine: "It is worthy of the thousand-armed Guanyin!" As soon as you make a move, give them a dismount. ”

Thousand-armed Guanyin Dai Wenpei smiled silently, over the years, she has provided a lot of important information for Liu Ziguang, inside and outside the Great Wall, Tiandihui, a loose martial arts organization, has gradually developed into a powerful intelligence organization hidden in the people, and even faintly has a posture comparable to Nanchang.