"I lost the Shooting Tiger City."

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, Yang Zhen received a communication from Xiaoxiaoyu.

In the communicator, Xiaoxiaoyu opened her mouth with this news.

Her words remained succinct.

She didn't say the details of the situation at that time, and Yang Zhen didn't ask. Just ask her, "Do you recognize the person who is the leader of the other party?" ”

"It's Pan Dongning of the Sword Sect."

"Oh. Evacuate to the next city! ”

"Okay."

…… After giving instructions, the call ended.

At the end of the call, Yang Zhen was silent for a moment, and then set off for Shooting Tiger City.

Pan Dongning is the sect master of the Huashan Sword Sect.

And the blood-colored Shadow is Pan Dongning's chief disciple.

Pan Dongning led the troops to fight, and the bloody shadow was very likely to follow Pan Dongning's side.

…… Three days later, in the evening, Yang Zhen entered the shooting tiger city.

I ordered two meat and one vegetable in a restaurant diagonally opposite the county office, and sat alone on the window seat on the second floor, pouring himself a drink while observing the county government more than 100 meters away.

The gate of the county government was open, and the male and female disciples dressed in the costumes of the Huashan faction came in and out, and the river was endlessly busy.

On the second floor of the restaurant where Yang Zhen was located, there were also several male and female disciples wearing Huashan School clothes drinking and chatting.

Yang Zhen's eyes swept over, two men and two women.

The four of them were eating and drinking while talking loudly.

Most of the conversation between the four of them was about the battle between the Huashan faction and the Eagle Claw Gate in the past few days.

In addition to the four of them, most of the diners in the restaurant talked about the topic of laughter, more or less mentioning the battle between the Huashan faction and the eagle claw gate.

After all, these days, whether it is the Eagle Claw Gate or the Huashan faction, what they are fighting for is the land of Jizhou. It is a major matter related to the locals of Jizhou, how many of these diners who drink in old restaurants will not care at all?

"Haha...... What a scum Eagle Claw Gate! When I didn't meet our Huashan faction before, I was still very happy, and it seemed to be quite powerful, haha! In the past two days, they have met our Huashan faction, and they will lose every battle, so they must have recognized the reality, right? Haha......"

At the table of the two men and two women of the Huashan faction, a tall man's voice was very loud, and Yang Zhen next to the window frowned slightly.

Then, another man also smiled and said, "Hehe, Eagle Claw Gate? Laugh at...... It's okay to bully and bully those small sects, fight with us Huashan? Oh, just because they are worthy? ”

"Hahaha......"

The four of them burst into laughter.

Those laughter were a little harsh in Yang Zhen's ears.

However, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Huashan faction has this kind of thinking.

Just let them be proud!

The more proud they are, the more they despise the Eagle Claw Gate, the greater the pace of their attack, and in the later stages, the more scattered their forces will be.

"Hey, look at it! Senior Brother has already taken people to Meixi City yesterday, and I bet that Senior Brother will be able to succeed this time, or he will be able to take Meixi City in less than three days! Who of you dares to bet with me? ”

The tall man among the four laughed for a moment, and actually gambled on such a thing.

Big brother?

This word made Yang Zhen's heart jump slightly, and his ears couldn't help but pay more attention to the voice over there.

A woman said coquettishly: "Liu Bin, you are so bad!" The senior brother is so powerful, and his subordinates have two thousand masters to take down a Meixi City, of course, it won't take three days! ”

"That's it! Such a sure bet will make a fool bet with you! ”

…… The two men and two women over there were laughing and laughing, Yang Zhen drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then grabbed the long sword that was placed on the table and walked to the wine table of the four people.

The laughter of the four people stopped one after another, and the eyes of the four people looked Yang Zhen up and down one by one.

Yang Zhen said that he was still dressed when he came down from Huo Mountain that day.

He had a sword in his hand and a bronze mask on his face.

Such a person suddenly appeared at the wine table of the four of them, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the four of them.

The faces of the two men changed, and their right hands immediately rested on the hilt of the sword at their waists.

The two women reacted a little slower, but then grasped the hilt of the sword at their waist.

Watching them do this coldly, Yang Zhen did not stop them.

For Yang Zhen, it is the same whether these four people hold swords in their hands or not.

What about holding the hilt of the sword?

If they wanted to kill them, they would not be able to pull out their swords, even if they held their hands on the hilt of their swords.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? ”

The tall man stood up abruptly and asked Yang Zhen.

"They don't dare bet on you, I do. Do you dare to bet with me? ”

This was the first thing Yang Zhen said to them.

"Bet? What do you want to bet on? ”

The tall man was still vigilant, and he didn't relax because of Yang Zhen's words.

Rather, the hands of their two female companions holding their swords loosened a little.

"I bet on the bloody shadow, in three days, I will definitely not be able to take Meixi City."

Yang Zhen didn't ask them if the senior brother they were talking about just now was a bloody shadow, but used this sentence to test.

Perhaps, the senior brother they were talking about was just a senior disciple under the seat of an elder of the Sword Sect.

It doesn't have to be a bloody shadow.

"Humph! Dare to underestimate our senior brother? Good! I'm betting with you! Go ahead! What are you betting with me? ”

The tall man didn't notice it, he had already told Yang Zhen that their senior brother was a blood-colored shadow.

The Scarlet Shadow had already left the city yesterday to go to Meixi City?

"What do you have to bet on?"

Yang Zhen's rhetorical question was already perfunctory.

Unfortunately, the two men and women sitting there did not notice it.

The tall man sneered and took off the money bag from his waist, slapped it on the wine table, and said loudly: "Eighty-five taels of silver!" Worth eight hundred and fifty dollars! Do you dare to bet? ”

"Eighty-five taels?"

Yang Zhen chuckled lightly, and walked towards the staircase with a single step, without answering at all.

But the contempt in the chuckle was audible to everyone on the second floor.

"This guy doesn't bother to bet eighty-five taels?"

"Looks like this kid is very rich!"

"Rich man...... Tsk......"

On the second floor, whispers abounded.

The tall man who took out the money bag and slapped it on the wine table had a red and white face, obviously embarrassed and angry.

Suddenly, he shouted, suddenly drew his sword to catch up with Yang Zhen, and stabbed Yang Zhen with his sword.

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

This outbreak of murder, most of the diners in the restaurant suddenly stood up, and while everyone was dodging, their eyes were also shining, and their eyes were watching without blinking, hoping to fight a little more excitingly.

Yang Zhen didn't reply, and the sheathed long sword in his left hand was lifted back and up, and the sword stabbed by the tall man was shot into the air, but the habit of the tall man rushing over made his body continue to pounce on Yang Zhen's back.

And so the crowd saw such a scene.

The swordsman in the bronze mask did not look back at all, nor did he draw his sword, and after the sheathed long sword flicked the tall man's long sword, the end of the scabbard stretched forward, and it was pressed against the crotch of the tall man who rushed up.

At that moment, the tall man's figure was certain, his mouth opened in an instant, and his entire waist was arched.

Seeing this scene, both men and women, their crotches were tight. It was as if the scabbard had reached his crotch.

Especially those men, they all gasped and subconsciously clamped their legs.

Yang Zhen is gone.

There was no turning back, and there was no killing.

Just walked away.

It's not worth delaying your trip to kill these small characters.

(To be continued)