There has always been nothing too smooth in the world, often the heavens do not fulfill people's wishes, Zhao Shankun originally thought very well, and fled calmly after killing Narong, but he almost exposed him halfway to bite the gold. After killing the officer, he fled for his life in a hurry, simply cleaned up, and hid his traces, but he still looked so suspicious.

Out of the town, Zhao Shankun thought about it while hurrying. When those officers and soldiers found that two officials had died, they would inevitably find them in the room where they had lived before, and if there was no one in the locked room, they would definitely arouse suspicion. When he left, he was in a hurry, and he didn't leave a mark for Huzi and Chou'er. When the matter on the side of the monk is resolved, these two people will return to Gujiazi Town, and they will definitely be arrested by the officers and soldiers guarding the inn.

No, absolutely not! Zhao Shankun made up his mind, and went all the way north to Dagushan Village to meet Huzi and Chou'er, so that he could have a glimmer of life, otherwise he would have harmed them. Dagushan Village is only twenty miles away from Gujiazi Town, and according to Zhao Shankun's footsteps, it takes about four hours to walk there, and it is not impossible to hurry up for three hours.

While thinking about it, I heard someone shouting, "That kid in front, stop!" ”

Zhao Shankun was excited, and slowly raised his eyes to look at the path not far behind him, and saw a sergeant galloping over from a horse, wearing the same military uniform as Na Rong, who was also a new army officer. Zhao Shankun didn't know what the patterns on the collar badge meant, but he only knew that those who wore the collar badge were officials.

Did it happen? This is here to arrest and arrest? Zhao Shankun's eyes rolled and figured out the joints: No! It took less than a bag of cigarettes from the time he killed the unlucky ghost who broke into the door to the time he walked out of the town to here, and if it had happened, they would still be checking the inside and outside of the inn by now, and they would not send people around the town. And if he came to investigate, then this officer should not be alone, at least a dozen soldiers are reliable. And he came in the wrong direction, he had just come out of the town not far away, if he came out of the town, it should be from south to north, behind Zhao Shankun. And this officer looks more like he came from the west.

"This military master, what do you order?" Zhao Shankun stood on his feet and bowed.

"Yo! Lian Jiazi? The officer reined in his horse, saw the saber on Zhao Shankun's back and smiled, "Who did you learn from?" What kind of faction is it? ”

This year is not like the early Qing Dynasty, when the Manchurians first entered the customs, the control of swords and soldiers was very strict. It is said that if he carries a saber on his back, he will carry a kitchen knife and walk on the street, and he will also encounter an interrogation by officers and soldiers or local security guards. Private households are not allowed to reserve blades, and it is forbidden to practice martial arts. In recent years, the imperial court has ignored these things, and it is okay for Orion to hold a tooth-raising gun, as long as it is not a knife in the city, there is no danger.

Zhao Shankun pursed his lips and lowered his head: "It's not a serious practitioner, this knife was bought, in order to be brave on the road." If you have anything to do, just tell me. ”

The soldier laughed twice, and pointed north with his horsewhip: "Follow this road, can you get to Gujiazi Town?" ”

Zhao Shankun was stunned: "Are you lost?" ”

The officer laughed: "You kid is interesting, dare to scold me." Aren't you afraid of me? Maybe it's just that I'm lost and can't find my way, just tell me how to get around Gujiazi Town. ”

Zhao Shankun stretched out his hand and pointed behind him: "Master Jun, you have come from the west and walked over." Not more than two miles south of this road is the town of Gujiazi, from which I have just come out. ”

The officer nodded, "Okay, thank you, kid." After speaking, he pulled the horse rope and turned around to leave, but Zhao Shankun pulled out a knife behind him, jumped up, and slashed out!

Zhao Shankun is red-eyed, and he doesn't care about it anymore. In his mind, it was because an officer who had separated from the army didn't know what was going on in the town. Turning around and knowing that there were two lives, and then counting them carefully, and interrogating the person who lived in that room looked and how old the person who lived in the shopkeeper was, this officer had to think of him Zhao Shankun and then say it. Then there will be no way back for him.

So he didn't care about 3721, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the wilderness, a knife killed him, and he will never suffer in the future. The horse could be snatched up for the road—and he didn't think he hadn't learned to ride a horse.

It was a good idea, but immediately this officer also had real kung fu skills, and he heard a movement behind him, and without hesitation, he made a move to hide in the stirrup, and the saber was cut off against his arm, and a layer of clothing was cut off!

Hiding in stirrups is a difficult equestrian technique, which involves releasing one of the pedals, turning over, holding the saddle, and curling up and curling up at the side of the horse's body while the horse is running. This requires the rider to have a lot of waist strength and leg strength, as well as very hard training. Ordinary people can't come to this.

Zhao Shankun missed, but his eyes kept staring at this officer. I saw the officer at the side of the horse, and pulled out the gun from the magazine! Zhao Shankun's feet fell to the ground, and he rolled forward, dodging the bullet, but he was already a dead soul.

No matter how dangerous it was before, it never let the gun collapse. This is not the time when you can shock one side with a single sword, what is the use of kung fu no matter how good it is? How high the spell is? A peanut-sized gun can kill someone!

But since Zhao Shankun made a move, he didn't think about sitting still and waiting to be killed, he couldn't obediently disarm and surrender just because the other party had a gun in his hand, or even raised his hand to let the other party die, and the one who went to the execution ground was like that.

Zhao Shankun slashed out again and slashed at the horse's retreating tendons. He has never fought with anyone in horse warfare, and the master has never taught this kind of skill, but he has never eaten pork, and he has always seen pigs run, and he has more or less heard the story of such a sentence, called "Shoot a man first and shoot a horse, and capture a thief and capture the king first". This officer is now immediately, if he is allowed to slow down and turn over and get on the horse again, run faster than Zhao Shankun, and fight farther than Zhao Shankun, then Zhao Shankun will have to become a target, like meat on a chopping board, slaughtered by others, and there is no room to fight back. The horse was injured, and the man fell to the ground, but he still had the capital to fight.

This horse was not honestly cut by Zhao Shankun, he accidentally cut off the big tendon of the horse's hind leg, but the other leg was raised and kicked on Zhao Shankun's chest because of pain, kicking him far away. The lame horse went berserk and limped around in circles. The officer on the horse did not dare to hide in the pedal anymore, his feet left the pedal, his hand loosened the saddle, and he broke away from the horse.

Hiding in stirrups is indeed a masterful craft, but it requires that the horse be intact. A wounded and mad horse may fall to the ground at any moment, and if it falls to the side of the man and crushes him underneath, it will be a great pleasure.

The officer rolled on the ground, didn't get up, just lay on his stomach and raised his head and raised his hands, and fired another shot at Zhao Shankun, who was kicked out by the horse.

Zhao Shankun had just been kicked by a horse, curled up on the ground and powerless to dodge, and when he saw that the muzzle of the gun was raised on the other side, he subconsciously raised his hand to stop. If you swing a fist and stretch out your hand, you can still block it, and if you raise your arm, you can't even block a knife, let alone a gun.

"Bang" ...... After a gunshot, Zhao Shankun had an extra blood hole in the tiger's mouth on his left hand!

In fact, the officer shot in a panic to protect himself, not to kill someone with this shot. Sharpshooter, it sounds beautiful, but after all, not everyone can practice, and if you can have this kind of accuracy in a panic, this officer's marksmanship can already be said to be good. Zhao Shankun also deserved it, if he hadn't raised his hand to block it just now, this shot might not have hit him at all, but he raised his hand to block it, and he was poked by a bullet from the tiger's mouth.

The officer stood up unhurriedly, walked to Zhao Shankun who was lying on the ground panting with a gun, tapped Zhao Shankun's knee with the tip of his official boots, and pointed the gun at Zhao Shankun's head: "Child, do you still say that you are not a practitioner?" You can do it! Put the knife down and raise your hand. Say, "Who sent you?" Are you a member of the regiment? ”

Zhao Shankun put down the knife as if resigned to his fate, and raised his hands, his left hand was still shaking because of the pain. He smiled and said, "Gentlemen, I said, it's not from the group, do you believe it?" ”

"It's a bit of a backbone." The officer laughed twice, "I just don't know if you can laugh out loud when you are tortured." Now, stand up slowly, don't make any moves, I'll shoot at any moment. ”

Zhao Shankun nodded, and stood up little by little. When he got up, he shook the cuff of his right hand, and it was empty, only a leather sheath was sewn into the cuff. The sleeve blade had been used by him, and was now stuck in the unlucky man's eye socket.

The officer stepped forward slowly: "Stand back, don't think about running away." ”

Zhao Shankun could only retreat, and there was no other way. Seeing that the officer picked up the saber, Zhao Shankun smiled.

This knife was an unusual thing, but it was used as a shelter for Song Xiongfang. Now even if Song Xiongfang has carved a ghost on Zhao Shankun, this knife is still inextricably linked to him. This person picked up the knife, which was good news for Zhao Shankun.

I saw that the officer picked up the knife and glanced at it, his face changed, and he asked sharply: "Child, let me ask you, where did this knife come from?" ”

Zhao Shankun said with a hippie smile: "I bought this knife!" ”

"You fart!" The officer was furious, "How could you have bought this knife?" Say, "Where did this knife come from?" ”

"Master Jun, do you know this knife?" Zhao Shankun was a little puzzled.

"Say, what is the relationship between Song Xiongfang and you?" The officer's words frightened Zhao Shankun on the spot.

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