Liangzhou, wooden horn collar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night is as cool as water.

The Inkman's revenge against the Wooden Horn Collar has been going on for seven days. The parasitism finally gave up the last trace of illusion, no longer hid his strength, and went against the grain, trying his best to deal with the revenge of the ink man.

Xu Piaomiao led people to ambush a patrol, and all twenty members of the patrol were killed, and the scene was bloody.

Just as the Inkman was about to leave, two black shadows stood in front of them.

These are two old men, both dressed in gray robes and wearing long swords at their waists.

The first one on the left is short and fat, with a gentle smile on his round face, and a high belly, Xu because he is too fat, his limbs appear very short, and he looks like a ball. The fat old man smiled happily, his eyes narrowed into a slit, much like the shopkeeper of a certain shop.

The person on the right is extremely tall, but he is very thin, with long hands and long feet, but the hands and feet don't seem to have much flesh, the sleeves and trousers are blown by the wind, the arms and legs are like hemp rods, and the whole person is as thin as a bamboo pole, which makes people worry that he will be blown away by the wind if he is not careful. "Thin Bamboo Pole" was born with a pair of dead fish eyes, two bent broom eyebrows, a gloomy face, and a cold expression, as if others owed him a lot of money, which formed a sharp contrast with the "fat shopkeeper".

The ink man stared at these two people, and these two people made everyone feel extremely dangerous.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, the fat shopkeeper smiled: "The smell of blood is really refreshing......

The thin bamboo pole said coldly: "The technology is not good." ”

The fat shopkeeper nodded and said, "That's right, killing is an art, and killing people for the sake of killing is the most undesirable." I give you a suggestion, you can try to kill as slowly as possible in the future, and it is the best enjoyment to see the fear and pain of the other person before death......"

The thin man said with pity: "They don't have a chance." ”

Xu Piaomiao's heart sank, the characteristics of these two old men were so obvious, it was easy to lock down their identities.

He thought of some legends in the rivers and lakes.

When it comes to these two old men, we have to talk about the Xiaxia Club first.

The Ranger Club is a loose organization of the Ranger, absorbing martial artists who are strong in martial arts and agree with the Ranger concept and are willing to dedicate themselves to the Ranger concept. The Ranger Club is a non-profit organization, and the Ranger Club travels the world, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, fighting grievances, which is often not tolerated by the local magnates, but in the minds of ordinary people, the Ranger is very respected.

The Ranger Club has no coercive power over the Ranger, and this organization was established to better support justice in everyone's minds and help more ordinary people who have no way to seek help.

Where there is obvious injustice or human tragedy, the rangers may appear.

Shenzhou is vast, and there are countless injustices.

The main role of the Ranger Club is to feed back the information they have collected through various methods to the Ranger. They will evaluate the mission beforehand, and then based on the results of the evaluation, recommend the mission to the Ranger as they see fit. For some missions that require multiple rangers to work together, the Ranger Club is also responsible for taking the lead in organizing them.

The Ranger Club needs funds to operate.

Ranger goes on a mission, and he takes care of his own expenses such as carriage and horse expenses, living expenses, etc., and many times he has to pay for his own tasks. They don't take a fee from the help-seekers, and they can clean up some of the bullies who are unkind to the rich, so that the rangers can take some of the money from the bullies' homes, and at least ninety percent of the harvest must be handed over to the organization as operating funds, and the rangers themselves can only take a small part to subsidize daily consumption.

Overall, the Ranger is a civil organization that pursues social justice and fights for its beliefs.

In order to defend justice, it is not uncommon for rangers to be maimed or even sacrificed, but they still flock to it.

This is the reason why the Ranger is trusted by the people at the bottom of society.

No one knows when the Ranger Society was founded, and in the early days of the Western Han Dynasty, the Ranger Club was recognized by the imperial court, but as the powerful, the powerful, and the clan became more and more greedy, and the Ranger Society fought against them uncompromisingly, and the relationship between this civil organization and the elite became more and more tense. When Wang Mang rebelled, the rangers would fiercely resist and launch assassinations against Wang Mang's group many times, and the rangers would be listed as an illegal organization, which was brutally suppressed by Wang Mang and suffered heavy losses, and the organizational activities had to go underground.

After the establishment of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Ranger Society failed to gain recognition from the imperial court again.

This is not surprising, because the concept of the Ranger Club is destined to stand on the opposite side of the elite class.

Despite this, the Ranger Society has been passed down from generation to generation, defending its beliefs in their own way. Due to the hostility of the elite, the Ranger Society could only hide behind the scenes for nearly a hundred years, gradually being forgotten.

The rangers are still chivalrous and respected.

The name of the Ranger Club is rarely known.

Xu Piaomiao knew about the Ranger Club because he was a member of the Ranger Club.

The Mo family has many martial arts and martial artists who regard death as home, and the concept of the Mo family is highly compatible with the concept of the rangers.

The fat shopkeeper and thin bamboo pole reminded Xu Piaomiao of a long-sealed public case.

There used to be two people with the same physical image in the Ranger Club, both of them were Ranger Elders, the fat one was called Datuan, and the thin one was called Gu Shu, both of whom were master martial artists. The two are ostensibly respected ranger predecessors, but in fact, they are murderous and have committed many bloody crimes in private, and fifteen years ago, a survivor revealed the truth.

The matter was revealed, and Datuan and Gu Shucang absconded in panic.

The two elders are murderous maniacs, and the Ranger will see them as a great shame.

The Ranger Guild has an unwritten rule that only a master martial artist can become an elder.

At that time, there were three elders in the guild, which meant that there were only three master-level martial artists.

The two elders defected together, and there was only one elder left in the Ranger Guild, and the other Yougui were all high-level martial artists. But the Ranger Guild still issued a chase order, and the last elder and dozens of high-level martial artists tracked them for half a year, and finally blocked the two of them at a dangerous peak. After a bloody battle, Datuan and Gu Shu were seriously injured and dying and knocked off the cliff, only seven of the dozens of rangers who participated in the pursuit returned alive, and the respected elder was seriously injured, and the realm fell back to the realm of senior martial artists, and the rangers would be greatly injured.

Fifteen years have passed, and that public case is still a scar on the Ranger Society.

For fifteen years, Datuan and Gu Shu had no information, and everyone thought that they had been awarded the head back then, but they didn't expect that Mu Jiao Ling actually jumped out of two people who were so similar to them.

Xiao Wu is a high-level martial artist, but he was still killed, which shows that the opponent is very strong.

The way Xiao Wu was killed is also very similar to the style of the two of them committing a bloody crime fifteen years ago.

Xu Piaomiao's heart was heavy.

They are only high-level martial artists, but what they are facing now is likely to be two master-level martial artists......

Xu Piaomiao made a gesture quietly, and the other ink artists knew at a glance that everyone was ready to retreat.

The Mohist is not afraid of death, but does not encourage meaningless sacrifices.

Xu Piaomiao is the leader, and he is more responsible for everyone's lives.

Before leaving, he decided to give it a try.

"You didn't die fifteen years ago!"

The fat shopkeeper and the thin bamboo pole glanced at each other, and laughed strangely.

The fat shopkeeper sighed with emotion: "Gu Shu, it's been fifteen years, I didn't expect anyone to remember us." ”

The thin bamboo pole said coldly: "Reward him with all the corpses." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ink man turned his head and ran.

"Want to run?"

The two chased after each other.

Several trap dogs suddenly emerged from the grass, blocking the two of them, and the trap dogs blew themselves up, black smoke billowed out.

By the time the black smoke cleared, the ink had long since disappeared.