Chapter Twenty-Six: The Hand Is Broken

"Don't help Young Master Ben up yet!"

Wei Guang saw that his expression changed, and the feet on his neck were lighter, and he felt that he was being frightened by himself, so he began to show off his might.

Xiao Siyu sneered, deliberately turning the tip of his shoe to crush him again. Wei Guang was so painful that he couldn't breathe, his whole face was red, and he grabbed his leg helplessly, and shouted angrily at the guards who didn't know how to be good: "What are you doing in a daze, go on!" ”

Only then did the guards react and rushed forward.

Jiang Xi has seen Xiao Siyu's martial arts, and these people who rely on the wine bags and rice bags raised by their masters can at most have the skills of three-legged cats, which are not of great use. Sure enough, not long after the five people leaned in, they didn't even touch Xiao Siyu with their fists, and they had already been knocked to the ground. Xiao Siyu was not annoyed, but was interested, and said with a smile to Wei Guang, who kept swallowing saliva out of fear: "It's better to play a game with me, if you win, not only let you go, I'll let you deal with it." ”

"Good, good!"

At this juncture, Wei Guang had no choice.

Xiao Siyu asked the shopkeeper to bring twenty arrows, and gave him ten, "I have heard that Wei Zhigongzi is a master of riding and shooting, I wonder if you are better than your cousin?" ”

"Self, self is not a problem."

Wei Guang straightened his back, and simply listened to the rules, whoever threw the most in the pot would win. Xiao Siyu also raised the bet, an arrow and a finger, and the winner could be punished according to the number of differences between the two. The crazy and bloody request made Wei Guang's hand holding the arrow unable to stabilize it no matter what.

He was now only looking at the fact that the Donglin Army patrolling the city would be able to come here before the game was over.

Smack.

The last arrow in Wei Guang's hand failed to hit, and his face was so pale that he heard the results of the shop's count, Xiao Siyu hit all of them, and he lost five.

"Five, exactly one hand."

Xiao Siyu turned around and smiled at Wei Guang, who was struggling to the death, shouting again about his identity in an attempt to escape. Seeing that he couldn't be intimidated, Wei Guang turned around and pushed away the nearest passer-by and staggered forward. At this time, it was the time of the change of shifts in the East and West Erlin, and when he saw that the Donglin Army was coming this way, Wei Guang regained his courage and turned his head to Xiao Siyu and threw cruel words: "You wait for me!" I'm going to kill you today! ”

The laughter of the rest of his life did not last long, and the raised hand was beckoning the Donglin Army guards, only to see an ink shadow passing by in the afterglow, and then the wrist was cold, and the slender blood stains became deeper and longer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole hand was cut off from the wrist and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

Wei Guang covered his bleeding right wrist in pain, fell to his knees and roared, and the people around him were so frightened that they took four or five steps back, looking at Xiao Siyu who was holding a dagger in disbelief.

This is Zuo Xiang's nephew, is this person really dead!

"Who dares to commit murder in the street!"

The Donglin patrol immediately drew his sword and rushed over, Wei Guang gritted his teeth and shouted, "I'm Wei Guang!" Kill this guy, kill him!! ”

These guards naturally knew him, and they looked like they wanted to arrest Xiao Siyu. Xiao Siyu casually threw the blood-stained dagger on the ground at this time, and said with a smile: "I am willing to lose the bet, I just take the bet." ”

"Ridiculous."

The patrol surrounded him, and was about to be slashed with a knife, when a deaf pigeon, hidden in the shadows, flew down from the roof and blocked it. Seeing that the rest of the people were ready to pounce, the deaf pigeon flicked his robe and held a token in front of him. The patrol guard led by the leader was shocked when he saw the totem on the token, and immediately led the crowd to put away their swords and kneel, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”