In Li Ji Noodle Restaurant, Ren Hai observed the crowd around him with a somewhat stiff body.

The noodle restaurant is not large, only about 60 square meters, which is only the bottom of the size compared to other stores.

Ren Hai sat next to the door, with his back to the other customers, who knew that such a thing could happen to a meal?

The blind spot of vision caused Ren Hai a lot of trouble, he vaguely remembered that there were five tables of guests when he first came in, and two more tables came one after another.

Most of them were young people, both men and women, the least like him, only one, and the most four.

Pore shrinkage continues.

This man is from behind!

Is it the young people? But everyone is of the same age, why do you have such strong strength?

After feeling it for a while, Ren Hai could already determine that the person this time was not the one in Xinyang Town, and with that person's strength, he had fallen now.

But he didn't let his guard down, and kept holding the scabbard of the Tang knife with his left hand.

It feels close!

A chilling murderous aura rose from behind and hit his back.

Picked up the Tang knife with his left hand, turned around and blocked in front of him, the action only happened in an instant, he was not in a hurry to draw the knife, and the perennial wild running allowed him to have a flexible reaction speed and accurate judgment.

This block, there is no fancy, just a very simple block, Ren Hai does not need other superfluous actions, for him, the shortest distance, the fastest speed is the most important.

Zheng!

A knife slashed into the scabbard, leaving a knife mark on the scabbard, this knife is also a standard weapon, isn't the standard weapon rare? Why have you seen so much in the past two days?

After a few words of complaining in his heart, he continued to concentrate on resisting the blade that pressed down.

The force of the slash was very strong, and there was no precursor to weakening, Ren Hai tried his best to block the momentum of the knife's advance, grabbed the front end of the scabbard with his left hand, used his left forearm against the scabbard, and grabbed the forearm corresponding to the attack point with his right hand.

The sweat on the forehead unconsciously oozes out of the pores, which is cold sweat, not normal sweat detoxification.

The strength of both hands is not as great as that of an arm, and according to the ratio of pushing and slashing power, how strong is this person?

The customers who were eating in the noodle restaurant looked in the direction of Ren Hai, and the pigeon town clearly stipulated that private fights were not allowed in the commercial area, who was this person, who actually did it directly in the store?

The one who attacked Ren Hai was a young man with an inch head, about one meter eight tall and a stout body.

The inch-headed young man looked to be about twenty-five years old, his eyebrows were very thick, his eyes were ancient and heavy, and he was staring tightly at the Tang knife in Ren Hai's hand.

Feeling the eyes of the inch-headed young man, Ren Hai had some doubts in his heart, and unconsciously remembered what Master Ma had said to him.

This Tang knife has some origins, but how can this young man know about this Tang knife? What does Tang Dao have to do with youth?

"This big brother, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?" Ren Hai asked with difficulty while desperately resisting.

The young man did not answer, but blindly increased his strength.

Feeling the blade getting closer and closer to him, Ren Hai closed his eyes.

Is this the end of my life?

Is this the first death before the birth?

Ren Hai was a little skeptical about life, maybe there was something wrong with the way he went out today.

These are not important, what matters is who will take care of my sister?

Well?

Ren Hai felt that the force seemed to stop, his eyelids opened slightly, and the blade was in front of him, only half a centimeter away from his head.

It seems that this young man does not want to take his own life.

"Where did this Tang knife come from?" The voice is extremely delicate, much like a weak scholar, and it doesn't match this rough image at all.

Personality collapsed?

At this time, Ren Hai was not in the mood to pay attention to these, this knife was still hanging above his head.

Hearing the question of the young man with a small head, Ren Hai thought for a while and said, "It can only be said that it is from Xinyang Town and a grocery store." ”

These two pieces of information are important, but not absolutely important, for him, the information of this Tang knife is not clear in the first place, and Aunt Shen did not say that the origin of this Tang knife cannot be revealed.

Appropriate retention can not only stabilize the young man in front of him, but also leave a certain amount of leeway.

"Shen Li?" The inch-headed young man said a name, and his originally frowning brows relaxed.

Ren Hai didn't answer, the inch-headed young man obviously knew Aunt Shen, and he didn't look like an enemy, so everything became simpler.

"Why did she give him this Tang knife?" This sentence doesn't seem to be said to Ren Hai, it's a bit like talking to himself.

After finishing speaking, the inch-headed young man withdrew the knife pressed against the scabbard and left Li Kee Noodle Restaurant.

Ren Hai glanced at the knife in the hand of the inch-headed young man, this was a machete, the length was shorter than the one in his hand, and the width was wider than the Tang knife.

There is a word "art" on the back of the knife, which is engraved on the back at a glance, and from the appearance of the font, it is easy to engrave.

Ren Hai was speechless, the material of this standard weapon is a mixed material, there are three kinds of metals in it, and there is a special kind of grease, and the material formed by mixing it is called a new type of material, which is extremely hard.

So what did he use to engrave it?

Ren Hai glanced at the knife marks on the scabbard, with a complicated look in his eyes, and quickly drank the final clear soup and settled the bill.

In a no-man's corner, he took out the cloth strip in the cloth bag and wrapped the handle of the standard Tang knife.

After this incident, Ren Hai understood the seriousness of the matter.

The true face of this Tang knife must not be easily revealed.

Ren Hai didn't plan to go out of town to the Crescent Moon Forest today, the time had already reached noon, and it was estimated that it would be afternoon when he arrived at the Crescent Forest, plus the search, he could basically only spend the night in the Crescent Forest.

Compared with the Crescent Forest, Ren Hai preferred to spend the night in the wasteland south of Xinyang Town, at least he was familiar with it.

casually found a cheap hotel, Ren Hai stayed, in Xinyang Town, there are very few people dressed like Ren Hai, and it is easy to attract attention, but in this pigeon town, there are many like Ren Hai, and it will not cause much reaction.

The inn is a row of small cabins, a total of six rows, with a distance of one meter and a half between the rows. Each row has six rooms, which are next to each other, so that the space is minimized.

303, this is Ren Hai's room number, referring to the third room in the third row, which charges 5 yuan per night.

Ren Hai walked into the room, the room was very small, three meters long and two meters wide, the whole room was only six square meters, there was a wooden bed and a wooden table, there was an oil lamp on the wooden table, and nothing else.

This is also the reason why it is so cheap, it is for customers like Ren Hai, and the target customer of the hotel is very clear, that is, the low-end route.

Ren Hai put down the things on his body, locked the wooden door, and lay down directly on the bed after doing this.

This kind of thing happened just after arriving in Pigeon Town, Ren Hai's heart was very uneasy, but what could he do?