Chapter 11: Building a Snowman

Hei Da roared angrily, this kind of betrayal by the most trusted person is definitely the saddest thing.

Zhou Sheng sighed secretly, this should be the only chance that Hei Er said. First, this secret stab, and then, everyone went up together, and this martial arts master was exhausted to death.

Hei Da is too strong, and even poison can't invade his heart and nerve center for a while.

As Zhou Sheng expected, everyone rushed forward, even his original men with spears. Everyone wanted his head, and this newly promoted martial arts master was stunned......

He didn't know how this shijie was different from what he understood.

"Kill, kill him, his head is worth 200,000 taels of gold, whoever kills it is whoever's ......"

Rushing forward with all kinds of sharp weapons.

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Looking at Mei Ji who was retreating, her big black eyes were red, just like the bull who had been touched by the tiger's buttocks and his eyes were red.

His lumbar vertebrae have been poisoned black by poison, and the venom is constantly transported to other parts through the blood circulation system, trying to poison him to death.

His veins turned black, dense black like a spider's web, and it looked like a porcelain vessel that had cracked countless openings and shattered at the touch of it......

"Slut, I'm going to kill you......"

His spear struck the woman in the throat.

It's a pity that hundreds of people in the courtyard have already gathered around, all of them are young and strong men, a group of fools who have been carried away by the bounty.

Zhou Sheng hid behind, did not go up, the trapped beast was still fighting, now is the time when Hei Da reacted the most intensely, this kind of martial arts master, before he died, it was impossible not to drag a dozen people on his back. Moreover, Heida's own body has an innate advantage, such a tall body, he can always practice something when practicing martial arts......

"The minions of the imperial court are really powerful. But yes, this is Kyoto, the center of a country, and no matter how powerful it is, it is no match for the state apparatus. Everyone's head is put on a circle, and if you exceed that circle, the owner who put the circle on you will not be satisfied and will dispose of you. Hei Da is the object of this treatment......"

"After the death of the black great, it should be the second or third black, and then become the black great, continue this cycle......"

Zhou Sheng saw these things clearly, he drew his knife and hid in the most remote place, wanting to carry out Zuihou's fatal blow. The bounty of 200,000 taels is something he can't refuse, although this money may be just a disguise, but as long as there is a chance, Zhou Sheng will give it a try......

Next to Zhou Sheng, there was also the steward who had just reported the money and grain. The old guy watched the fight with a smile as if he were watching a big show.

Zhou Sheng patted him on the shoulder and said lightly: "Hey, old guy, get to know me, my name is Zhou Sheng, may I ask your surname?"

The steward smiled and said, "Old man Yang Le." Little brother, the face is very raw, where?"

"I'm here to help, I'll leave when I'm done, this black triangle is not a place for good people. I can't sleep well here, I'm afraid someone will cut off my head in the middle of the night......"

The steward nodded and said with a smile: "It's not a place for people to stay." I'm done with this vote, and I'm retiring......"

Zhou Shenghu glanced at the old guy suspiciously, and asked, "You won't be from the imperial court, right?"

"Haha, little brother, good eyesight. I'm just a messenger, little character...... Come, watch the play, such a haode martial arts scene, and it's all bloody, you can't see it anywhere else......"

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Hei Da wanted to kill the woman who betrayed him, but he couldn't prevent the iron chain thrown from behind. These chains are thigh-thick, with iron thorns and hooks on them, and barbs on the hooks that can be pierced once they stick to human flesh and cannot be pulled out.

Heida was bound by iron chains and surrounded in a dense circle.

The chains rattled, and the iron thorns on them threatened to pierce into his skin. However, looking at this dark skin, you know that it is a few points harder than an iron piece, and it can only penetrate a thin layer, but this ...... That's enough......

There is an anesthetic on the thorns, which can anesthetize the nerves of the human brain.

Hei Da grabbed the iron chain and threw it up, and the seven or eight people who pulled the iron chain behind him were flown up by Lun, and slammed on the people on the side, on the ground, on the stone grinder, blood flowed all over the ground.

"Haha, a group of Xiaoxiao, what a way!"

Hei Da exudes a vicious aura all over his body, and he really has a heroic spirit that pulls out the mountains and covers the world.

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Hei San's thin body burrowed into the encirclement of the crowd, and as soon as he opened his mouth, more than a dozen blades flew out from under his tongue, and the brush cut towards Hei Da in the center.

Like a knife cutting cowhide, making a popping sound, the blade struggled to separate the skin on the hands and feet of the big black man, cutting off the small half of the big tendons.

The tendons and tendons were injured, and the black and painful teeth grinned.

"Up, let's go!"

Everyone saw that Hei Da was tired, and they all rushed forward excitedly.

The knives, bright and shining, flew towards Hei Da's body one after another, enveloping his body, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Roar~~"

Hei Da roared, and the chains in his hands, like poisonous dragons, creaked. If you hit your chest, you will be injured, and if you hit your head, you will die.

"Poof"

"Poof"

Zhou Sheng was wrong about Heida's combat power, just a short time, more than a dozen people have been seriously injured, at least nine lives have been killed, the blood on the ground is stained red, and the smell of blood is disgusting.

"Haha, give me death."

Seeing this, Hei Er snorted coldly, "Retreat, surround him, don't want him to fight, wait for him to be poisoned."

Seventy or eighty people retreated, forming a circle, all staring coldly at the frantic figure in the center.

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Hei Da had black poisonous blood all over his body, and he roared unwillingly to the sky, he was already finished! After a fight just now, the qi and blood surged up, and the poisonous blood was also transported to all parts of the body. This poison is very vicious, and his internal organs have been turned into pus, and there is no way to save him!

He still has a breath of strength and can send a few more lives.

"Up"

Finally, someone who was not afraid of death rushed forward again, it was a young man with a spear in his hand, his weapon was a long-range offensive weapon, at this moment, he was thinking of a room full of gold bricks, gold swaying. It's a pity that his life also came to an end at this moment......

An iron chain like a poisonous python pierced his chest fiercely, and his body was also skewered like a kebab......

"A thousand waves. Send you back to the West......"

Hei Er's wrist shook for a thousand times, a thin trace of knife shadow flashed, and one of the big black arms flew out, and the smelly black blood flowed out.

And Hei Er himself was also beaten out by Hei Da again.

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Zhou Sheng had already keenly sensed that Heida's vitality had been reduced to a trough, and he no longer hesitated, and struck with all his might.

This blow consumed all his strength and spirit, and Hei Da's already dizzy mind fell into an illusion.

He saw himself standing alone on the grassland, trampled by thousands of horses, splashed with countless dust, and a large sandstorm. His body was trampled into a patty and he lost consciousness.

A head flashed, and the wide-eyed head flew high, and Zhou Sheng beckoned to take it.

His face was a little pale, and his body was a little unbearable with this kind of peak knife. The stinging pain in the brain is like a pinprick in the heart, which is due to the excessive loss of mental power. A knife is slashed out, and what is split out is your own spirit and spirit......

"Dead, Black Big is dead......"

When everyone saw the big black head in Zhou Sheng's arms, their eyes were full of fierce light and greed that could not be concealed.

Hei San shouted, "Boy, give me the big black head, and I will spare your life......"

Zhou Sheng looked at Hei Er, found that his eyes were calm, and he realized something, so he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, and threw that head to Hei San.

Hei San took his head, his face was ecstatic, as if he was holding a big gold ingot.

Zhou Sheng slowly walked in front of Hei Er and said with a light smile: "You are also from the imperial court, right, the 200,000 taels bounty is just a joke, right?"

Hei Er looked at the elated Kuro-san, as if watching a monkey dance, and nodded faintly.

Zhou Sheng glanced at Hei San pitifully, and left here, he had already done what he should do, and it was boring to stay here.

He can also imagine the fate of Hei San, since the court wants to kill Hei Da, Hei San will definitely not be able to escape, it can only be a dead end. As for Hei Er, he can also take the heads of the two brothers and make a fortune. And the black triangle will also produce new soil rich people, and when they are fattened, they will be harvested again......

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On the way, wash the blood off your body and the smell of blood from the knife.

Zhou Sheng looked at the gloomy sky and thought about the next journey. Leaving Zhou's house, there is nowhere to go. Life is also different from before, and he needs to find a quiet time to get used to it......

The change of living habits always makes people feel blindly obedient.

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that the world is so big that there is nowhere to go. The death of a loved one is the opposite of the purpose. Fortunately, there are two little ones with him......

When he arrived at the remote courtyard of the little beggar, Zhou Sheng's heart calmed down.

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When he came into the courtyard and saw the busy villain in the courtyard, Zhou Sheng couldn't help but smile.

The little beggar is building a snowman, the snowman is chubby, with a tattered wooden barrel on top of his head, and the two eye circles are made of wooden wedges.

At this time, this little guy has a hint of childish temperament, instead of a loving mother who has to take care of his sister. Perhaps it is with Zhou Sheng's reliance that she can be carefree, instead of begging and being looked down upon by others......

"Uncle, you're back".

Seeing Zhou Sheng come back, she smiled sweetly, and a trace of anxiety in the depths of her eyes dissipated. In the evening, the little one learned the words all night, and then slowly fell asleep in the early morning. As soon as I woke up, I found that Zhou Sheng was gone, thinking that Zhou Sheng didn't want them anymore.

led my sister to live the previous days, and I couldn't help but feel a little sad, that kind of life was too bitter.

The little one was a little frustrated, but he didn't care too much, and no one wanted to drag two tails in the way. I built a snowman in the yard to commemorate my uncle......

Before the snowman was finished, the uncle returned, and the little one was happy again.

Zhou Sheng smiled comfortingly: "Let's go, get out of here, this is not a suitable place for us to survive." I've found a new place to go......"

The little guy was a little curious and couldn't help asking, "Where to go?"

"I'm going to teach, I'm going to apply for a teacher......"

Zhou Shengcai is eight years old and full of talent, but unfortunately it is useless and has become a pile of rotten shit. However, now, he has a good career in mind, that is, Master, and he wants to become a haode teacher.

As for being someone else's student, forget it. Zhou Sheng thought that no one could be his teacher anymore, not because he was boasting, but because he couldn't stand the way of others. His thoughts have gradually taken shape and cannot be changed......