Chapter 151: Killing is just waiting for leisure
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Cuihong Building, located in a deep alley in the south of the city, surrounded by willows in the courtyard, up three or four elegant small buildings, peach-colored lights shrouded this land of fireworks, even in the middle of the night, you can hear the sound of silk and bamboo in the house, as well as the sound of men and women flirting. 【Reading.com】
On the top floor of an elegant attic, Tianzi No. 1 room, Xiao Qiang was wearing loose white pajamas, lying on a wide and comfortable soft bed, holding a book in his hand, and reading it with relish.
On the soft couch in front, two beautiful girls sat in front of the piano table, one playing the flute, the other gently plucking the strings, and the beautiful sound of the piano flew out of their onion-like fingertips.
The two girls peeked at Xiao Qiang from time to time, and their hearts were really out of the west, and it was the first time they saw someone come to a brothel to read a book, and they were so devoted
Although the two girls were a little depressed, fortunately, Xiao Qiang was quite generous, not only booked a good banquet on the table, but also rewarded them with a lot of money, so the two of them didn't make trouble, and it was just such a piece of music over and over again, which was regarded as a cheer.
The book in Xiao Qiang's hand was a notebook that Leng Qingxun had left in the ring space, written by a certain Sword Pavilion elder, this elder was very interesting, he compared the sword to a woman.
With the sword as the body, the spiritual power of the sword cultivator as his own spirit, and having his own soul, isn't the three in one a living life?
A magic weapon, or a Xuan soldier, they can have a machine spirit, but they can't have their own soul, so they can only be weapons, and it is impossible to derive new changes.
However, the sword is different, the sword is the ancestor of weapons, the sword is a gentleman, the so-called gentleman is not a weapon, after tens of millions of years of evolution, countless people's quest, the sword, finally has a soul
Low-level sword souls are actually similar to machine spirits, while high-level sword souls. But it is equivalent to the second soul of a sword cultivator.
"Regard my life as his life, regard my spiritual power as his spiritual power, and the sword of man is one"
When Xiao Qiang read this, he couldn't help but feel excited, and at the same time, an inexplicable emotion swelled up, and his eyes shone like morning stars.
"The sword intent determines the temperament of the sword soul, if there is no sword intent. The sword soul is just a woman who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. ”
"Would you like to stay with such a woman for the rest of your life?"
Of course Xiao Qiang didn't want to. So shake your head.
He was a little distracted, thinking about whether Huoyun Sword should become a beautiful girl who knew how to be amorous, and suddenly appeared in front of him
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, one thing he was very sure of, if Huoyun Sword could really become a girl, it would not be a nightshade, but a female man
Anyway, plus a few books he had read before. With the concept of sword soul in my mind, I also felt more and more that the way of sword cultivation was broad and profound.
The two girls who played the piano peeked at Xiao Qiang, and felt more and more funny in their hearts, at first they thought that Xiao Qiang might be shy, so they pretended to be reading seriously, but after so long, he was still reading. What a nerd who doesn't understand the amorous style
Just when Xiao Qiang was looking for "Yan Ruyu" in the books, there was a commotion in the corridor, and the sound of hurried footsteps came, and then the door was kicked open, and a group of security soldiers with knives rushed in.
The triangular-eyed captain led by him held the knife with one hand and looked at Xiao Qiang on the big bed. After making sure that he was not mistaken, he asked coldly: "You are Xiao Qiang"
Xiao Qiang closed the book, sat up from the bed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's me, why did you come, it's even slower than I expected."
The triangular eyes couldn't help but froze for a moment, and looked at Xiao Qiang in disbelief. seemed to be surprised how Xiao Qiang knew they would come
However, as soon as he thought of the personal entrustment of the deputy commander, as well as the more than five hundred brothers outside, his courage suddenly grew, he looked at Xiao Qiang with cold eyes, and said proudly: "Xiao Qiang, we suspect that the three of you are spies and plotting against us, please come with us."
The two prostitutes turned pale with fright and trembled, and suddenly fell to their knees with a puff and cried: "My lord is wronged, we are not spies, we are all innocent, and the slave and maid served you three months ago."
"Damn, a bitch should also say that he is innocent" Triangle eyes looked angry, raised his foot, kicked the prostitute holding his calf to the side, and raised his hand: "Come on, escort me away"
The triangular eye obviously also has the cultivation of the Gangwu realm, his foot is so powerful that the prostitute who was kicked out by him has a broken sternum, lying on the ground, spitting blood in her mouth, obviously unable to live.
Even so, two murderous security guards rushed forward, one grabbed one of the arms of the fallen prostitute, and dragged her outward.
There was a shocking blood mark on the wooden floor, and another prostitute was stunned, seeing two security soldiers coming up and dragging her arm, suddenly she burst into tears and looked at Xiao Qiang for help.
Two sword lights flashed, the girl's body suddenly loosened, and she hurriedly stood up under her instinct, but when he found that he had two broken arms hanging from his shoulders, he was directly frightened and fainted.
The two security guards also reacted, and there was a sharp pain in their arms, and when they saw the bloody elbow, they couldn't help but let out a terrible scream.
The last few security soldiers turned pale with fright, and hurriedly helped their comrades with broken arms down.
The corners of the triangular eyes jumped straight, and he was so nervous that he was almost suffocated, and he said inwardly: "Xiao Qiang, you, you are so bold, don't you know that we are the security army?"
Xiao Qiang said lightly: "I really don't know, how can there be a security army that kills people indiscriminately, what do you say?"
"They, they're prostitutes"
"Prostitutes are also people, at least much more noble than you" Xiao Qiang stood up and kicked on the chest of Triangle Eye, which happened to be the same position where Triangle Eye kicked the prostitute in the first place.
The bones of Triangular Eye's whole body were broken, and his internal organs turned into a pile of blood, which spurted out of his mouth, and he flew out of the window, and fell heavily on the floor of the courtyard, dead and dead.
Xiao Qiang took out a 100,000-place aquamarine card, handed it to the crying girl hiding in the corner, and said apologetically: "You take this money, and leave here tomorrow morning." ”
He tied up his long hair, looked at the night outside the window with cold eyes, and muttered: "You can't enjoy the beautiful scenery of a good day, but it's still okay to kill people."
Outside the gate of the Cuihong Building, five hundred security forces surrounded both sides of the gate, fully armed, and many people had just crawled out of the woman's bed, holding back the fire in their stomachs, eager to break Xiao Qiang's body inside.
Everyone cursed, and when they heard the screams coming from inside, they began to realize that something was wrong. Soon, the body of the triangular eye was carried out by a few people who had gone in earlier, and when everyone saw the corpse, they suddenly woke up and couldn't help but beat a spirit.
The commander of the "Little Four" Nancheng Security Army, Luo Dachun stepped forward quickly, hugged his brother's corpse, and cried.
Just when everyone was angry, Xiao Qiang walked out, frightened the five hundred security troops to retreat, drew their weapons, and looked at Xiao Qiang vigilantly. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation