Ah Ming didn't know why he asked the girl this question, maybe it was just a matter of excitement, it was as common as breaking off a rape flower during an outing.

Life needs a sense of ritual, and life also needs refinement.

And "ritualistic" and "exquisite", in short, dissecting the essence, originally refers to "superfluous and cumbersome".

Just like before a meal, drink a bowl of chicken to moisten your stomach or have a plate of appetizing cold dishes.

Over there, the middle-aged man also saw Ah Ming talking to his daughter, and immediately came over with a shy face and said:

"Master, do you want this girl? Eight taels of silver, let's sign the deed immediately, she is yours;

After that, do you want her to follow you to learn acrobatics and go to the Western Regions or simply accept her as a concubine, it all depends on your preference. ”

This middle-aged man, like the previous porter, took it for granted that he was an acrobatic troupe from the Western Regions when he saw Ah Ming's dress.

It is also because a few years ago, when Emperor Yan held his thirtieth birthday after ascending the throne, there was an acrobatic team from the Western Regions to perform in front of the Imperial Palace, which has since become famous, making this kind of Western Regions acrobatic troupe popular among the people.

Ah Ming nodded and put his hand in his pocket.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately rubbed his hands excitedly.

However, when Ah Ming withdrew his hand from his pocket and spread it out in front of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was stunned.

In the palm of your hand, it's empty.

"I'm sorry, I don't usually have the habit of bringing money."

Ah Ming's apology was very sincere, because he did show just the right amount of shyness and apology, and seemed to be really guilty that he couldn't buy this girl at the moment.

In the half a year of the inn, most of the time, Ah Ming is only responsible for making wine, and he rarely even goes out, besides, in this world, when you solve the problem of eating and drinking, as a person with modern thinking and living habits, you really don't have much consumption demand.

"I didn't ...... No money? Are you fucking playing with me? ”

The middle-aged man pointed directly at Ah Ming's face and shouted.

Ah Ming nodded and replied very seriously:

"Yes."

The middle-aged man paused, then rolled up his sleeves and threatened:

"I think you're looking for death!"

This kind of gambling stick that even his wife and daughter can take out and sell, if you want to say that he has a lot of blood, it will be too nonsense, but it will still be able to bluff and learn to bluff people like a gambling house thug.

It's a pity,

He chose the wrong person.

"Okay."

Ah Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck directly.

Immediately, a cold chill came from his neck, and the middle-aged man suddenly forgot to resist, and at this moment, he felt as if he was being targeted by a gloomy beast.

"Hey, let's get into a fight and fight somewhere else, don't dirty the façade of our hyena gang." The porter clasped his hands and shouted.

however

With a "click" sound,

The porter froze.

He saw that the neck of the middle-aged man who came to sell his daughter was directly in the hands of the acrobat from the Western Regions, showing a terrifying arc that ordinary people could not reach at all.

Maybe, even the middle-aged man didn't realize that the guy in front of him in fancy clothes really said that killing people would kill people.

He is good at bluffing people, but on the other side, he can really kill, and he deliberately sways in a mule cart to take advantage of the rain to kill people.

Blood began to drip from its eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Ah Ming withdrew his hand,

The middle-aged man fell to the ground with a "pop", his eyes wide open, and he had lost his vitality.

When he fell, his face was very close to that of his daughter, who was lying on the ground at this time, just like him.

The girl's eyes first showed a hint of horror, then a faint sadness, but then, biting her lip, opening her mouth, and laughing silently despite the rain pouring into her mouth.

Ah Ming turned his head and glanced at the expression of the girl on the ground.

He thinks this picture, the scene where the father and daughter are now looking at each other, is really beautiful.

It's a pity that in this era, there is no camera, and there is no way to turn this scene into eternity and keep it for treasure and enjoy it slowly.

It's a bit ...... Regretful.

After a few more glances,

Ah Ming turned around, took a step, and walked up the steps.

The appetizers are over, and now it's time for the main meal.

The porter had obviously not fully recovered from the shock he had received, but when he saw Ah Ming walking towards him, he immediately turned around and tried to burrow into the courtyard first.

He's just a porter, in the Hyena Gang, that is, the most marginal minion character, the fox and the tiger are okay, and if you really have the ability and courage to cut people, you won't be sent to be a doorman.

However, he had barely crossed the threshold with one foot, and his shoulder was grabbed by a hand.

Good...... So fast!

Ah Ming actually doesn't like to deal with these little minions very much, and he doesn't even have the courage to attack himself head-on, even if he kills them, he can't bring much pleasure to himself.

But there is no way, he came today just to kill someone.

The palm of the hand quickly moved from the opponent's shoulder to the back of the opponent's head, and then smashed directly into the door panel.

"Smack!"

It's like a watermelon falling to the ground.

Ah Ming glanced at the red in his palm, and instinctively wanted to bring it to his mouth, however, he shook his hand in disgust.

This smell is a bit difficult to taste.

It seems that only the kind of guy who can glow on his body, their blood, has a sweet taste.

"Ahhh!!!!hh

The porter who had entered the hall and an old man with a white beard stood behind the door, and after seeing the scene just now, the old bookkeeper was directly paralyzed to the ground in fright, and the porter was screaming hysterically.

"Woooooo

However, his scream did not last long before his mouth was covered by a hand, and then another hand appeared on his shoulder.

"Click!"

Like shooting a volleyball, the doorman's face saw the scenery behind him for the first time, and he experienced the superiority of not having to worry about being attacked when he went to the toilet.

It's just that this superiority didn't last long, and he fell to the ground.

After seeing this scene, Mr. Bookkeeper's body trembled, and he rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.

Ah Ming didn't care whether the other party was really scared to death or pretending to be dead, because with the screams here, this gang was obviously completely alarmed, and from the left and right sides of the courtyard, a total of twenty or thirty men with various weapons rushed out.

This one is with a knife, the other with an axe, and this one with an iron rod.

Ah Ming's gaze roamed over them one by one,

finally

He smiled,

for he saw one with a sword.

Killing people on a rainy day seems to be more compatible with swords.

Ah Ming felt that he should have been infected by a blind man, otherwise he would have suddenly scratched.

"Cut him!"

A tall man in a beast skin was clearly the leader of the group, and with a wave of his hand, he gave orders to his men.

The two corpses of the porter at the door had already told him that there was no need for peace talks and friendships.

Ah Ming's speed is very fast, faster than that zombie, although his strength is not as great as that zombie, but it is also beyond the level of ordinary people.

Therefore, the first two gangsters with knives and axes only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they were surrounded by Ah Ming, Ah Ming and the zombie were a little different, he cherished and cared for his nails, and he didn't like to use his nails to kill.

Therefore, a file appeared in Ah Ming's left hand and stabbed into the temple of the gang with the axe, and on the other side, he grabbed the arm of the gang and twisted it, helping him wipe his neck with the knife in his hand to help him end this dirty life.

Elegant, fast, and unobtrusive,

It's not killing,

This is an art performance that belongs to Ah Ming.

He danced in the crowd;

Blood, flowers voluntarily offered to him by the audience;

The screams are the cheers of the audience paying for the art.

It's just that after solving these two people, more people gathered over, which suddenly compressed Ah Ming's space.

The kind of situation in martial arts movies where a group of people surround you but are still fighting you alone is very difficult to appear in reality, everyone rushes up, and no matter how general you are, you have to burp.

Fortunately, Ah Ming was different, after desperately bearing the price of two slashes in the back, he broke out of the encirclement and went straight to the man with the sword.

The man let out a low cry and stabbed Ah Ming with his sword.

Ah Ming's eyes showed a look of disappointment, because the other party failed to shine.

The body turned sideways, but his left hand slid all the way down the tip of the opponent's sword, and blood splashed on his fingertips, but Ah Ming didn't care about it, until he grabbed the opponent's wrist and pressed it down.

The sword-wielding man stumbled, but Ah Ming opened his mouth easily, and his two fangs were exposed, leaving his mark on the opponent's neck like a stapler with the speed of a dragonfly.

"Poof."

The sword-wielder fell to the ground, but the sword in his hand was already held by Ah Ming.

"I'm done with the song, and you're not done yet."

Blind Zibei's voice came into Ah Ming's ears, and at this time, Blind Zibei was still sitting on the mule cart outside, still holding an erhu in his hand.

The power of spiritual power has made the sound transmission in the air and lost the technical barrier.

"I remember that the second spring reflecting the moon is quite long." Ah Ming replied in his heart.

"I forgot the score below."

"Okay."

"You picked up the sword?"

"Yes."

"Do you know how to use a sword?"

"Look at it."

"Okay, then I'll pull it again." Blind North felt that he had made a big compromise.

"Actually, don't force it, because I don't want to hear it that much."

"Don't worry, no one can beat you in the BGM I gave you."

"Okay, you're blind, you talk too much."

After a brief mental exchange, the gang rushed over again, and Ah Ming stood there, not dodging as much as before, because he said that he wanted to show the blind man his swordsmanship.

"Poof!"

A gang's knife slashed at Ah Ming's shoulder, and the shoulder muscle contracted, clamping the knife, and the gang member failed to pull out his knife.

Ah Ming went down with a sword and cut off the opponent's head.

Another gang slashed Ah Ming's back with an axe from behind, Ah Ming still didn't move, his upper body twisted, and the blade of the sword swept backwards, wiping the opponent's neck, and the opponent's neck began to spurt blood, and he fell to the ground.

Two gangsters armed with spears rushed over with spears together, but Ah Ming still didn't dodge, and the spear pierced into his body.

Ah Ming's body trembled, let go of his muscles, and began to move forward, even if there were still two toothpicks on his chest, it still didn't matter.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Ming came to these two gangs, and in their hands, they were still holding their spears blankly.

Ah Ming smiled at them, swung his sword down, and directly slashed the two.

They let go and fell.

Ah Ming's body began to lean back, the two spears in his body were used as supports, stuck on the floor tiles, Ah Ming's body leaned back, did not fall, and still held the sword in his hand, the sword body was level with the body, and it was at a forty-five degree angle to the ground.

At the same time, he said:

"My sword, how's it going?"

Outside the courtyard, the blind man Bei silently put down the erhu,

took out from his pocket a handkerchief that the captain had given him,

wiped the raindrops from his forehead,

Sighed:

"It's cheap."