"Boom!"

"Today, there is a White Lotus demon with bad intentions, delusional against Tiangang, assassinating Lafayette, the crime is unforgivable, and he should be sentenced to death with a thousand knives at three o'clock in the afternoon, in order to set an example!"

"Boom!"

……

Far away, the sound of the errand soldiers paraded through the streets could be heard, hysterical, and raised their voices.

The people who had been waiting for a long time were all eager to see through it, standing on tiptoe to see what the invulnerable demon looked like, whether he had three heads and six arms, and had one more eye than ordinary people.

But he said that he was waiting, and someone was cold and his face was hot, but he was just being nourished by someone, and his face was pale, and he looked up and scolded, "What a dog's ......?"

But when the words came to his mouth, he was stunned.

But I saw that in a time-honored teahouse on the side of the street, a round object dragged the long braid behind the back of the head, and flew out of the window on the second floor, and a puff of red blood splashed from the broken mouth, which spread out like rain in the air, drenching the man's face.

Coincidentally, the thing that was thrown happened to fall into his arms, and a pair of eyes were round, staring at him.

It's a big head.

"Oops, I'll fuck you!"

The man was stunned for a long time, and finally squeezed out these words from his mouth, his legs trembled, the head in his arms leaked, and his buttocks collapsed on the ground.

"Ah, kill ...... Killed! ”

……

The crowded crowd suddenly became chaotic, crying for dad and mother, and they all fled.

No one noticed, there were three people on the side of the street, looking left and right in the crowd, looking at the lively people, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves.

Zuo Zongsheng sighed: "Your knife is too fast, and before he finished speaking, his head fell off." ”

Cheng Tinghua looked at Chen Zhuo in front of him, his face was a little unpleasant, and he didn't know whether he should be angry that this kid was too murderous and cut off people's heads at every turn, or whether he should be glad that the other party had practiced such a terrifying knife technique.

Chen Zhuo was a little unconvinced, and replied: "I didn't do anything wrong, that evil thought has risen, the murderous heart has moved, if I am slow, he will have to do it, in Guanzhong, but if there is a swordsman who has a vendetta, I will never let him live for a second longer, if you don't scare off the remaining few, I will definitely send them on the road to prevent future troubles." ”

"Hey, you know a ball, this is the capital, not a place where your swordsmen and horse thieves are rampant. What are rivers and lakes? The rivers and lakes are not fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are sophisticated. ”

Cheng Tinghua followed behind, and when he heard this, he still had the same kind appearance as before, scolding and scolding, and almost kicked Chen Zhuo's ass.

"That's the White Lotus Sect, don't look at the martial arts sect, they have made a lot of fame, but it's still a little not enough compared to those people, all of them are elusive, in case one day there is no one around you to help you and you are caught by the enemy, what should you do?"

Chen Zhuo buried his head in front of him, "Why be afraid, I'll kill one if you come." ”

Cheng Tinghua glared, "If you return it, it's easy to dodge with an open gun, but it's difficult to defend against a hidden arrow, who dares to say that he is invincible in the world these days?" What's more, kung fu has declined, and now that the world is rampant with guns and cannons, it is not easy to produce a few good seedlings, what we should think about is how to spread the branches and leaves, pass on things, and inheritance is what our generation should do. If you really want to do this, then you should go farther, and it is better to find a barren mountain and a wild place to nest, lest one day your master, your brother and us will go to collect your body. ”

Speaking of these, this veteran of the martial arts sect, who has been famous in the capital for more than 30 years, couldn't help but flash a trace of sadness in his eyes, he has practiced martial arts for a lifetime, and the things left by his ancestors can't reach a projectile of foreigners in the end.

Look at this hopeless court, the future is bleak, and the road ahead will only get more and more difficult.

"It's hard to have ambitions, it's hard to achieve anything!"

Zuo Zongsheng on the side was also busy persuading, "Uncle Shi, don't be angry, turn around and talk about him, he is used to being alone, he only knows life and death, and he still doesn't understand many truths." ”

"Senior brother, you ...... Hey...... What about people? ”

Zuo Zongsheng still wanted Chen Zhuo to be soft and say a few good words, but when he turned his head, he found that Chen Zhuo was gone, and he didn't know whether he was lost or scattered.

When the prisoner cart was getting closer and closer, there were black and oppressive human heads all around, and there was still the shadow of Chen Zhuo.

Cheng Tinghua couldn't care about getting angry, with his hands behind his back, his face darkened, and he said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and find it, that kid is a puppet, what if you get into trouble again." ”

As he was talking, he heard a few exclamations from the crowd.

"Oops, someone hijacked the prisoner car!"

"The White Lotus Sect has arrived!"

In the restaurants and inns on both sides of the street, at first glance, more than a dozen white-clothed figures broke out of the window, without waiting for everyone to react.

On a corner of the street, a masked man kicked over the wall, dragging his knife and hurrying away, and the unstoppable blood splashed down the edge of the snowy and cold blade, dragging a string of sparks on the ground.

The rabbit had fallen, and the man had already strode wildly towards the arrester who was escorting the prisoner cart, and rushed into the crowd to slash left and right, stirring the bloody wind and killing the fierce, and the stumps and broken arms all over the ground.

"Arrived? Lao Tzu let you go into the ground, and the gossip door will be opened to me! ”

If you don't want to catch fast, there are also masters, and as soon as you rush with an arrow, several people have already come out of the crowd, and the two sides are instantly fighting in one place.

Chen Zhuo was still walking forward, at first glance he heard the movement behind him, turned around and looked, only to realize that he had been separated from Zuo Zongsheng, his eyes swept quickly, and he just caught a glimpse of Cheng Tinghua's back from the chaotic crowd, so he shouted "Uncle Shi", but it was chaotic on the street, too noisy, seeing that the old man had no reaction, he jumped out of the air and jumped a few meters into the air, and landed beside the old man.

But when he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Chen Zhuo frowned, but this was a strange little old man.

Admit your mistake.

Chen Zhuo looked around again, not wanting a hand to stick out from the side coldly, and his five fingers were buckled inward, like a poisonous dragon probing claws, directly attacking his ribs, sharp and tricky, fast and scary.

"The White Lotus Demon is dead!"

At the same time as the claw wind struck, the claw shadow brought out a white-faced man, looking like a double ten, looking young, but his eyes were gloomy, seeing Chen Zhuo dodging, the other hand had been attacked like the wind, and when he was recruiting himself to take the vital point, the sky in front of him was dark, and a whip leg had been swept across like a cannonball.

The white-faced man's pupils shrank, and his hands were folded in front of his chest, but he was still swept out by the huge force brought out by this leg.

Seeing that the other party was frightened, Chen Zhuo swallowed a breath in his mouth, his breath was like an arrow, straight into his chest and abdomen, and his legs squatted, like an ape, and when he rose into the air, his legs had been swept out like a storm.

The man's center of gravity was steady, and he was about to fight back, but the strong wind in front of him was coming, like a knife cut, his face hurt when he was stabbed, his face changed wildly, and he hurriedly parried in a panic, but his mouth was busy saying: "This brother of Xingyimen, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" ”

"Huh!"

Chen Zhuo smiled coldly, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

It's a good thing to bully the soft and afraid of the hard.

But if he was taken down just now, I was afraid that he would be deducted from the name of the White Lotus Demon if he broke the heavens, and now a huge reward has been issued in the Yamen, if anyone can take the head of the White Lotus Demon, he can exchange it for five hundred taels of silver.

And this person's means, he recognized, the Yue family's hands, the gods' hands.

The other party's thoughts, how can he not understand after so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes.

He actually wanted to use the head of a person in the martial arts sect to pretend to be the White Lotus Sect to receive a bounty?

It's not a pity to die.

"Regret it now? It's late. ”

The white-faced man cried out in pain, grabbed with both hands, but tried hard several times, but was forced to retreat by the crazy leg shadow, shocked his fingers and almost broke off, seeing the opponent beckoning for his life, he even drilled into the scattered crowd regardless of his face, and threw a half-old child in his hand, and hissed in his mouth: "Senior brothers, come and help me, there is a white lotus demon here!" ”

Chen Zhuo's eyes were even more murderous, and as soon as he retracted his strength, he only took the crying child into his arms, and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, his eyes narrowed, looking at the back of the man hiding in Tibet, his right hand felt a stone from the back of his waist, and turned his feet, while he put the child down, he jumped up in the air, and sent out his right arm, and a flying stone had broken out of the air.

"Poof!"

The man was glad that Chen Zhuo did not chase after him, and when he saw that there were two fellow disciples standing beside him, his face changed in panic, but as soon as he paused, his expression was already solidified, and he looked at the same door that rushed to the ground when he heard the sound, and fell straight to the ground, blood gushing out of the back of his head, revealing a hole.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Several disciples of the Divine Hand Sect were stunned, and when they looked up, they just saw a figure falling back into the crowd.

The man walked away without looking back, but his left hand was outstretched, and his four fingers were hooked back, and he flicked it in the direction he had left.

As if a word was being uttered silently.

"Come!"