Volume 1: The Bloody Case of the South Wind Chapter 17: The Five Tigers
"Hmph, I don't recognize your face, but you haven't changed your clothes. Lao Tzu happened to see you coming out of the house last night, so I guessed that it was your turtle grandson, but I was not sure, I kept an eye on it, and deliberately remembered your dog skin, and the result was really good, this morning you are still wearing this puppy, there is a small hole in the back of your clothes, I am afraid you don't know it!
Yan San turned around and lifted the placket of his clothes to take a look, and sure enough, there was a small hole, and his face changed a little.
"What nonsense, do him!" Niu Kaishan raised the big axe with both hands, shouted violently, and rushed over, the huge wheel axe was horizontal at his side, and then with Niu Kaishan's body turned into a full circle, raised high, and the axe stirred up the wind and whined, slashing towards Yan San.
Behind Yan San, the iron fan in Li Yunhe's hand was closed, and the sharp front section flashed with cold light, if a person slid on the ground, it flew to Yan San's back like an arrow; the black-hearted tiger wore a pair of sharp claws in both hands, and rushed over like a mad dog, a pair of eyes flashed, staring at Yan San's legs tightly.
Qian Guang followed Niu Kaishan a little slower, jumped a little on his feet, danced a little cheerfully, and his face was hideous. And Zhao Wu, the bald head on the roof, was still motionless, only looking indifferently at Yan San who was trapped in the center with a pair of eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. As long as you make a move, you will definitely be shocked, and you will see blood and seal your throat;
There is no road around, the five tigers are surrounded, the crises are coming, and life and death are only on the front line.
If it was two years ago, Yan San would have been completely inconceivable except to wait for death. If it had been a year ago, this combined blow might not have killed Yan San, but he would definitely have been seriously injured, and the second blow would still be waiting for death.
But now it's different.
A year ago, when it was difficult to borrow money, Lu Zhan arranged for the old monkey and Yan San to go directly to the Roaring Forest, which was called collecting medicine, but in fact they were going to hunt the Yuan Beast, the battlefield of life and death. The two of them did not go deeper, even in the periphery, the barbaric primitive survival rules of the Roaring Forest still worked, and the wind was loud, and there were enemies in all directions. No one knows if there will be a poisonous snake in the next bush, or if there is a tiger hiding behind the tree. The timber wolves roared one after another, and the giant orangutan roared to declare the authority of the territory.
The old monkey can't see the depth of martial arts, but he has a lot of experience in survival: which places are safe, which water can be drunk, which smells to be evacuated cautiously, and how to most effectively conserve physical strength...... The weakness of wolves, tigers, bears, and even the weakness of the human body, the distribution of skeletal muscles, what to do when injured? Yan San had already participated in this kind of 'medicine collection' four times, and the last time he hunted a dark leopard alone, which was equivalent to the strength of the first heaven of human cultivation, which was already very revealing;
When fighting, you can panic and flee for your life, you can be angry, and you can exchange injuries for your life regardless of it, but the consciousness hidden behind all this must be calm and as cold and quiet as a beast. The old monkey's teaching was flooded in his heart, Yan San's face was joyless and sad, he looked at the walls on both sides of the alley, looked at Zhao Wu on the roof, suddenly his face moved, his white teeth were sensitive, he burst out with a muffled roar, pulled out the Youquan dagger from his arms, and rushed towards Li Yunhe behind him, shouting loudly: "The young master will also pull a cushion back when he dies!"
Li Yunhe was stunned for a moment, and saw that Yan San's dagger was pointing directly at him, ignoring the big axe that fell from behind and the iron claws that were rapidly approaching below, as if he was going to fight hard. Li Yunhe's fan was sharp at the tip of the iron bone, and when it was closed, it was only a long dagger, and he might pierce Yan San first, but he was not sure to dodge that dagger.
The four of them immediately joined the circle, Yan San flew south with his wings, and the fool exchanged his life with you! Li Yunhe immediately stopped, the iron fan was retracted and raised, and it opened with a bang, turning from attack to defense, as long as it was delayed for a moment, Yan San was a pile of dead meat.
Li Yunhe's momentum has declined, Yan San did not stop, the dagger in his hand flickered, the charge did not stop, and he slashed down the dagger towards Liu Pao's half-squatting body. The sword light was sharp and green, with a little firefly, like a dream, as if dragging a brilliant tail, Liu Pao's heart jumped, and he was frightened by Yan San's desperate look, and he also turned from attack to defense like Li Yunhe, seeing the way the dagger was coming, and his claws were staggered to block.
There was a soft sound, followed by a clanging sound, Liu Pao's claws and six blades were intertwined, but this dagger was like a hot knife through butter, almost unhindered, and the two claws and six blades were scattered to the ground, thanks to Liu Pao's reaction very fast, and at the same time he turned back and retreated, which only escaped the disaster of a knife to break his abdomen, but the cold sweat soaked his back in a moment, and his heartbeat slowed down, and then beat like a drum.
The big axe of Niu Kaishan in the rear only hit Yan San's shadow, and when it hit the ground with a bang, the gravel flew all over the air. Yan San's back pounce happened to dodge this fierce axe.
"Magic weapon, this kid is holding a magic weapon in his hand, boss be careful!" Liu Cannon took another half step back, and used the hysterical yelling in his mouth to alleviate the fear of death brought by the knife. Li Yunhe was afraid in his heart, and involuntarily took a step back. His fan is just ordinary silk, and seeing that Yan San's short dagger in his hand is extremely sharp, if he came to block the knife just now, I am afraid that he will already see blood now.
Yan San suddenly turned around, fit and rushed to Niu Kaishan, this time it was even more abrupt, Niu Kaishan was shocked, but the axe was still smashed on the ground, it was when the old force had exhausted the new power and was not born, he was hit into his arms by Yan San's fit, he was busy tensing the muscles of his whole body, and he threw the axe and opened his arms to prepare to hold Yan Sansheng to death. Niu Kaishan is physique, his body is as strong as a cow, his blood is vigorous, and he is not afraid of the short dagger with a long palm, which may not even be enough for his muscles, but as long as he is hugged, even if Yan San is not squeezed to death, he will not be able to run away.
As soon as Niu Kaishan's arms were closed, Yan San had already drilled one side, rushing out from under his armpit, the dagger in his hand was slightly oblique, and it was dragged under his ribs, blood splashed, Niu Kaishan snorted, hurriedly covered the wound with his hand, and shriveled to the ground.
"Straight thief mother, come on!" Yan San roared again and rushed towards Qian Guang without stopping. Qian Guang's liver and gall were broken, seeing that half of Yan San's body was sprayed with blood, and his face was hideous, like a mad tiger, he screamed in fright, turned around and ran. But one of his legs was useless, where could he run away, but in three or five steps, Yan San's hand pinched his neck from behind, clicked, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his mouth screamed: "Yan Sanye, don't care about me......
"No-what-you-——!?
Yan San raised his head, his eyes stared at Zhao Wu who was standing on the roof, dragged Qian Guang to the wall, and every time he said a word, he slammed Qian Guang's forehead against the wall, the walls on both sides of the alley looked earth-colored, but after hitting it, it was hard bluestone, the first time it was still muffled, the second time it had smashed open the mud skin, the third time it hit the ground, the fourth time it was already wet, Qian Guang's head was bleeding, he didn't snort, and he fainted.
Yan San hit it hard again, seeing that Zhao Wu was trembling one after another on it, cooperating with Yan San's action of hitting people, his hands were no longer holding his chest, standing on it and walking, nor was he going down. Li Yunhe and Liu Pao were also frightened by Yan San's crazy behavior, and dragged Niu Kaishan, who was half soaked in blood, away from Yan San, and trembled a little.
Yan San casually threw Qian Guang on the ground and said, "Xicheng Five Tigers, I'm here!" When the third master was messing around in Xiaoxi Street, you didn't know where to pick up cow dung?
The four people who were still awake looked at each other, angry, and couldn't give birth to the slightest idea of chasing and killing, and only went to fiddle with the money of the corpse on the ground in the middle of the sound, the guy just fainted to death, and his head was concussed, but the forehead and scalp were open, the blood flowed all over the face, and the white bones were hidden, which looked quite terrifying. After Qian Guang woke up, the two eyeballs squeezed desperately into the middle, becoming cross-eyed, and I don't know if he was stupid.
"Boss......" Blackheart Tiger Liu Pao shouted, "What should I do?
Niu Kaishan's face was half red and half green, his face was dull, and he said half-loudly: "Grass, find the boss, I don't believe that a big butcher's knife gang can't cure him a little splash." The four of them glanced at each other, and they all saw shame in each other's eyes, and they left with cross-eyed Qian Guang stupidly.
Yan San is high-spirited, and his heart is very comfortable, this is the life he yearns for, he thought that he had changed from a little pranky to a humble and polite Sven person, just now this fight, Yan San found that he was still a prank, treacherous, ruthless, and bragging. It's just that these are well hidden in the bones.
If you really want to talk about it, except for the lame Qian Guang of the Five Tigers in Xicheng, Yan San's strength can win any of the remaining four tigers, but if the two of them are together, have more courage and a little blood, at least they can fight Yan San's half life. It's a pity that they were frightened by Yan San's trapped beast's appearance and didn't notice Yan San's mentality.
Fights have always been momentum, the so-called horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, and those who are afraid of dying are this truth.
The leader of the butcher's knife gang is called Xiong Liang, with a big waist and a round waist, a head that is messy and sloppy, usually a half-open chest, chest hair can be an inch long at first glance, and a black pressure is matched with a huge size, just like a humanoid black bear;
The Butcher's Knife Gang is all over the town, and it is the Five Tigers of Xicheng who are in charge of this part of Xicheng, and with the strength of the Five Tigers who are all first-order cultivators, they are very oppressive to the ordinary people, and they have collected a lot of money for Xiong Liang;
The first time was that Qian Guang broke his leg, Xiong Liang and his subordinate dog-headed military master Situ Ren went to find Lu Zhan once, and the momentum was violent, and the guests and hosts returned happily, the five tigers in Xicheng had never seen Xiong Liang so gentle and polite, smiled like a bear, said goodbye humbly, and bowed back again and again, even better than the sour Xiucai;
After waking up, Xiong Liang slapped the five tigers one by one with his injuries, and he didn't even let go of the lame Qian Guang, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and said, "Are you here to harm me? I have grassed your mother?! That fat man is a third-order strength, and you let me send him to death?!"
Since then, the Five Tigers have taken a detour when they saw Lu Zhan's shadow, let alone find Liangzi.