Chapter 17: The Hunt

"Excuse me, what's going on?"

Wei Tao pointed to the person who was selling himself on his knees and asked the vendors around him.

"They all fled from Mozhou, they can't eat, they sell themselves to survive, these people who can enter the city are lucky, I don't know how many died outside."

The little trader was a little impatient, and said casually, carrying the burden and leaving.

Hearing the escape, Wei Tao suddenly remembered the gang of robbers he encountered when he went into the mountains to hunt the red-capped gray wolf.

They also said that they came to Cangmang Mountain from Mozhou, could it be that they came out of the same place with these people who sold themselves?

"You sold incense powder, bring me two boxes." He reached out and grabbed the vendor and pointed to the contents of the load.

"Hey, two boxes of incense powder cost a total of 20 yuan, you can choose which guest officer you want, choose by yourself."

The vendor immediately greeted him with a smile, and when Wei Tao was choosing, he continued, "The guest officer may not know that Mozhou in the west has suffered a great drought this year, and has suffered from sword soldiers again.

I don't know how many people have fled from their hometowns, but these people who can come to our Qizhou border can be regarded as the luckiest people.

There are many others, who have either died in the war, or starved to death on the way to escape, and if nothing else, I don't know how many unfortunate ghosts have died in the mouths of poisonous miasma and wild beasts in the mountains to the west. ”

Wei Tao nodded, knowing that Cangyuan City was located in the westernmost part of Qizhou, as long as he crossed the endless mountains, even if he arrived at the ground of Mozhou, he didn't expect that on the other side of the mountain, it had reached such a chaotic and miserable situation.

Dropping down twenty cents, he picked up two boxes of incense powder at random, and after walking for a while, he suddenly avoided the crowded road and turned into the alley next to him.

Boom!

A half-sized man rushed out from the side and crashed into Wei Tao's body.

"I'm sorry." He looked up with a slightly flattering smile.

Then his whole face suddenly crumpled, and he wanted to open his mouth to cry out in pain, but he was stuck in his neck, and he could only hiss like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"You've been following me just now, and so many people outside aren't looking for me, but they want to find me?"

Wei Tao lowered his head slightly, glanced at the other party's twisted and bent fingers, released his neck and let him squat on the ground and cry and moan.

Suddenly there was a crunch click.

The boy's other arm twisted and folded, and his whole body was trampled on.

A pitch-black blade fell from his hand to the ground, not reflecting a single light in the setting sun.

Wei Tao tore off a strip of cloth from the packaging of the toner box, wrapped the blade around it, and gently slashed it at the boy's throat.

Blood gushed out, but it smelled fishy.

The boy trembled violently, and began to spit out blood mixed with white foam from his mouth.

As the sky darkened, his life quickly faded away.

"The blade is poisonous."

Wei Tao's brows furrowed, watching the other party lose his breath little by little, and before he had time to understand what it was like to kill someone for the first time, he was awakened by the sound of footsteps coming from the alley.

Soon, several stout men came to the front, with bulging pockets around their waists, not knowing what was hidden.

On the backs of their hands, a hideous wolf's head was tattooed.

"You're pretty ruthless." The strong man at the head is menacing.

"Someone from the Silver Wolves? Don't do it in the future, it's not good for your reputation. Wei Tao's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm.

"What's the fame, can you eat it as a meal?" With a disdainful smile on his face, the big man pulled out a dagger from his waist.

The blade of the dagger shimmered in the sunlight and met Wei Tao's eyes.

The strong man smiled fiercely, and just wanted to rub his body and pounce, a puff of powder with a rich aroma exploded in front of him.

At the same time, a whistling sound sounded in my ears.

Boom!

The strong man's face was full of fragrant powder, and a huge hole was opened on his forehead, and blood flowed down.

He stood still, his lips twitching to say something, but he fell to the ground with a pop before he could utter a word.

Behind him, the other three men were stunned, and before they could react, they were also hit in the cheeks by the whistling stones, and their eyes rolled in the footsteps of the first big man.

Wei Tao held a handful of gravel that he had just picked up from the ground, and looked down at the motionless few people on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

These people looked fierce and strong, and they were so unbeaten, which was indeed a bit unexpected by him.

Thanks to this, he still had a flash of thought, and made a plan to sneak attack with the throwing skills in the Stone Fist first, and then use all his strength to fight the enemy with the Red Line Fist.

And that's the result?

It's over before it really begins?

Dispersed the surging qi and blood, Wei Tao even inexplicably felt a little regret in his heart.

Suddenly, he jerked around and looked into the depths of the alley ahead.

It was already dark, and the lights on the long street outside were not reflected in the narrow alley, dividing two completely different worlds.

Light footsteps came from the depths of the darkness, like a cheetah, slowly approaching its prey.

Without any hesitation, Wei Tao turned around and ran.

Less than 30 meters away, there is a night market full of people.

As long as you can leave the alley and blend into the crowd, even if the people behind you are murderous, you must have scruples in this situation, and you will not easily kill.

Running more than ten meters, the bright light at the exit of the alley is in front of you.

Wei Tao turned suddenly, his arm was surging with blood, and he turned over the stone wall on one side with all his strength.

At this moment, there was a soft sound, and a slender figure flashed by, blocking the exit of the alley in advance.

Wei Tao turned around and saw a masked woman looking up at him at the same time.

She wore a short black cloak on her upper body, only a short black skirt underneath, and the hem was only three inches above her knees, exposing most of her fair and slender legs, giving people a seductive feeling of blood swelling.

Even make a slightly larger movement, and even more hidden places loom in the background.

Her eyes sparkled in the darkness, rippling with water, with a pitiful purity.

But Wei Tao didn't dare to be careless.

Whether it's the smell of danger at the beginning,

Or the killing machine that pounced like a cheetah just now,

All foreshadow the terrible nature of this woman.

It will never be like what she looks like,

Delicate and delicate with a little innocent image of a weak girl.

"The reaction is good, and the action is fast."

The woman in the short skirt smiled slightly, "Is this the level of the Red Line Fist Forging Disciple, but it makes my eyes light up a little." ”

She jumped on the wall, and the scenery under her skirt flashed.

Swish!

A breeze blows.

The woman jerked to the side and reached out to grab a pitch-black blade.

"Toxic." She exhaled softly, and the blade flicked straight into the air, deeply embedded in the wall.

And then a slight leap forward,

Descend towards the dilapidated courtyard below.

Crash!

Just when she was in the air, with nowhere to borrow strength, a large canopy of sand shrouded her.

The woman let out a shout, took off her cloak like lightning, and covered her left and right in front of her, protecting most of her body.

However, there are still some slimy cloudy substances sticking to the surface of the body, giving off a disgusting stench.

Smack!

She finally landed, but her small, delicate leather boots sank into a large lump of filth on the ground, splashing white as jade all over her legs.

"You, damn it!"

Whoa!

Before she could finish speaking, she saw a dark figure get up from the fence in the corner of the courtyard, waving a large wooden spoon in his hand, and a large stinking viscous liquid fell down his head and face.

"Gross!"

A few drops of black slime flew into her mouth, causing her to bend down involuntarily and vomit violently.

At that moment, there was a low hum.

A fist from top to bottom, like a red-hot hammer, followed behind the sticky dung and smashed down on her head.