Ximen Dazhuang rushed in and ran straight towards Zhao Rang. When encountering the coffin that was in the way, he didn't avoid it at all, and smashed it one by one.

"Brother Jean! I'm coming! ”

Looking at Ximen Dazhuang's god-like posture, Zhao Rang suddenly regretted it...... He regretted that he had stayed in the house only because he was not Simon Dazhuang!

Although the speed of this camel's flying knife is extremely fast, the hidden weapon is better than the word "skillful", and only by grasping the best opportunity and attacking it unprepared, can it achieve miraculous results. At the beginning, if he threw those two flying knives at Zhao Rang, I am afraid the consequences would have to be said separately. It's a pity that he wasted this best opportunity, and then made mistakes again and again!

A person who uses a hidden weapon, does not want to distance himself from his opponent, but goes crazy and uses his body as a weapon to compete for strength, and the end result will obviously be very miserable.

"Come on, you lift him up like this, and turn it over."

Zhao Rang asked Ximen Da Zhuang to grab the camel's collar and lift it up, and then turned his body around so that it could be completely controlled.

"Okay, let me draw your sword!"

Simon Da Zhuang had already grasped the collar with one hand.

Zhao Rang's knife was still stuck in the ground, firmly nailing the camel's hands.

However, the handle of the knife was still held in the mouth of the camel, but Zhao Rang was in a difficult situation, and he didn't know how to solve this problem for a while.

Ximen Dazhuang smiled, stretched out his hand and broke a wooden board on the coffin lid next to him, and said to Zhao Rang:

"Wouldn't it be nice to stuff the wooden blocks in? And I don't think this old thing will kill himself, there must be a stomach for me to say! ”

Zhao Rang felt that what Ximen Dazhuang said made sense, as long as the two of them cooperated closely and stuffed this wooden board in the moment when the handle of the knife was pulled out, the camel probably didn't have time to react at all.

The two counted three numbers, Ximen Dazhuang lifted the camel, Zhao Rang took advantage of the situation to draw the knife, and then immediately stuffed the wooden board into it.

The whole process went smoothly without the slightest pause, as if it was done by one person, except that no one in this world could give birth to four arms and four hands.

The planks were broken by Simon Da Zhuang's force, and there were many irregular stubbles around the edges. When he was stuffed into the camel's mouth, the corners of his mouth and palate were all punctured, and the blood mixed with saliva was left uncontrollably, and he squeaked in pain!

Zhao Rang was upset when he heard this, so he pointed to his head and motioned for Ximen Dazhuang to give him a look.

Ximen Dazhuang has always been willing to serve such things, even if Zhao Rang doesn't say it, he will take the initiative to do it.

Immediately, he slapped the camel on the head and tilted the camel's neck to the side.

Seeing this, Zhao Rang hurriedly stopped Ximen Dazhuang's next palm and said:

"Do you know what it means to be measured?"

Simon Dazhuang said very innocently:

"Brother Ling, you have to speak with your conscience, you asked me to beat me just now!"

Zhao Rang said angrily:

"I'm asking you to clean him up, not to let him lose his life completely! Just a slap with all your strength, two more blows, you can't twist his neck into a twist? ”

Simon Da Zhuang buckled his head and laughed embarrassedly, feeling that he was indeed too excited. That slap didn't say go all out, but it also used at least eight points.

"Who made this old miscellaneous hair so unbearable!"

Ximen Da Zhuang still made up for himself, but the name of the camel has changed from an old thing to an old miscellaneous hair!

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Rang also felt a little strange.

Aside from his throwing knives, this camel is a little too weak!

And he kept saying that Xiaolan was his sister.

You must know Xiaolan's double knives, but it almost made Zhao Rang hate the existence of the northwest. As his elder brother, in addition to throwing out two flying knives that can still make do with it, if he wants to cultivate or not, he has to have no strength, could it be that he relies on a lot of nonsense and a loud voice?

Combined with what the deputy shopkeeper said, the time of this camel in this place must be earlier than the time when the branch of Tongbao Qian Zhuang opened. Even if he and Xiaolan are really brother and sister, what is the purpose of these two people here?

Especially Xiaolan, who is scheming, also has to be mixed into the semicolon. With her skills, she is willing to be a maid to serve others, and she has been doing it for more than a year, and if the secret is revealed, I am afraid that half of the sky in the Western Regions will be shattered!

The camel was quiet for a while, and Ximen Dazhuang carried him as if he were carrying this broken sack, and walked out of the room full of coffins with Zhao Rang.

Zhao Rang took a deep look at the deputy shopkeeper standing at the door, and suddenly slashed at his throat with a palm knife.

The deputy shopkeeper did not hesitate, twisted his shoulders, and carried the dodge footwork under his feet, and at the same time the two fingers of his right hand were combined with the sword, from the bottom to the top, towards the crook of Zhao Rang's arm, as if it was a clean and neat sword!

Zhao Rang's palm knife stopped three inches away from his throat, while the sword finger of the deputy shopkeeper was only two and a half inches away from Zhao Rang's arm!

This shows that the sword of the deputy shopkeeper is faster than Zhao Rang's knife!

If the two of them used real swords, half of Zhao Rang's arm would have been pierced.

But then again, Zhao Rang didn't do his best, so it is not known if such a situation will really occur.

Zhao Rang's move was just to prove an idea in his heart. That is, this deputy shopkeeper constantly has martial arts cultivation in his body, and he may still be a kendo master!

Tempting with a palm knife, one is to touch his bottom. After all, cultivation is dead, and moves are alive. Although cultivation is the foundation of martial arts, if there is no move to match it, then this foundation cannot be brought into play!

The run-in of moves is not something that can be done overnight. In the city of the king of Lanmo, in Ye Sanniang's courtyard, Zhao Rang was repeatedly frustrated by a pair of chopsticks in Ye Sanniang's hands because he was stuck in the inherent routines of the moves! Later, on the way to Chagan Toluogai, he used those two mountain bandits with good skills as whetstones, which can be regarded as absorbing most of what Ye Sanniang taught, but it is far from being able to understand it.

But the reaction of this deputy shopkeeper was really beyond Zhao Rang's expectations!

Zhao Rang was sure that he didn't let the other party notice anything before making a move. But the deputy shopkeeper not only dodged it, but also countered his moves!

This is a reaction and intuition that can only be accumulated in the constant struggle for life and death.

His body already has a corresponding memory, and when he encounters such an attack, he knows how to deal with it.

This reaction is completely subconscious, and in a sense, it is close to the 'potential' that Ye Sanniang said. It's just that the subconscious of the body is still very different from the completely ethereal subconscious.

A difference of half an inch can determine a person's life and death, and whether it is a sword or a fist or a kick along the way of martial arts, it is a mistake to miss a thousand miles.

Zhao Rang's greater intention in this move was to tell the deputy shopkeeper that he had seen him through thoroughly, so there was no need to pretend in the future. As long as he is honest and obedient, don't make any trouble, and he won't lose his benefits when the matter is over.

If someone with such skills is willing to be a buddy, just like Xiaolan is willing to be a maid, there must be a reason why people can't refuse.

Zhao Rang won't inquire and doesn't want to know. Because none of this has anything to do with him, knowing too much will bring all kinds of worries. The less people know, the more decisive they can make decisions! Even if it's a little reckless at times, there's nothing wrong with that. It's better than cutting and messing around.

When the deputy shopkeeper saw that Zhao Rang had withdrawn his sword, he also let go of his sword.

The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly acknowledging each other.

After a moment of silence, the deputy shopkeeper still spoke:

"I didn't kill anyone!"

Zhao Rang replied casually:

"I know."

After getting Zhao Rang's affirmative answer, the deputy shopkeeper said:

"I don't know what Shen Liushu is doing. What he really wants to do, he will never say to anyone. ”

Zhao Rang still replied casually:

"I know."

Zhao Rang's knowledge was his judgment based on his intuition. Some people can tell if they can be trusted or not, whether they can be handed over or not, just by looking at him. Although sometimes this intuition is not accurate, Zhao Rang is very confident in himself.

Sure enough, after the temptation with Zhao Rang, the temperament of the deputy shopkeeper changed sharply!

Before, he had been holding his chest and buttoning his shoulders, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and he was flattering. Now he straightened his waist, his shoulders were broad, his chin was slightly raised, the corners of his mouth were gently pursed, and the expression on his face was extremely calm, like a frozen lake in the northern winter. You can only see the blue-green underneath through the ice, but you can't see any other details.

The frozen surface of the water is different from when it flows, it becomes more silent and at the same time more mysterious. Whoever wants to get a glimpse of it has to crack open the thick layer of ice on top of it.

The deputy shopkeeper was now wrapped in an ice shell, but he didn't turn people away from him. He nodded to Zhao Rang and Ximen Dazhuang, and then walked to the front and said:

"Zhao Gongzi, Ximen Gongzi, let's go back to the semicolon?"

After getting Zhao Rang's permission, he turned around and led the way in front of him, while saying:

"After I go back, I will arrange for the guards and men to come here to carry the coffin of the Zhong family's class. Then the little one himself came to explore the inside and outside of the house, and if he found anything, he would tell the two sons inside! ”

Zhao Rang said a good word lightly.

Simon Da Zhuang was a little puzzled.

Although the deputy shopkeeper still calls himself a small one, he still calls the two of them sons, but the tone of speech, pauses, and accents have all changed.

"Sometimes if you pretend for a long time, you feel like that. Suddenly change back, and you have to have a process of adaptation. ”

Zhao Rang explained.

The camel that was carried in Simon Dazhuang's hand moved slightly.

Fang Cai's slap really made him dizzy enough, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was being held in the hands of the terrible strong man, and immediately closed his eyes again, pretending to continue to be unconscious.

It's a pity that he is still a step slower, Ximen Da Zhuang has already felt the movement of his body just now, and the big slap of Pu Fan was raised high again, and then it was crisply slapped on the back of his head.

Even the deputy shopkeeper who walked in front began to feel a little distressed about this camel...... The taste of being slapped twice in a row on the head must have not been experienced by few people in this world.