With a grunt, Du Ji subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, in this cool weather, he felt chills all over his body, he had never seen such eyes.

His father was in charge of the entire Dade County Prison, and he was also in charge of life and death, but even when his father was angry, he had never felt such a threatening look.

Murderous! Liu Yuan was shocked.

Even Liu Yuan, a bystander, who did not face the man directly, felt a dignified murderous aura.

Unexpectedly, the man who played with the knife seemed ordinary, and he had killed a lot of people.

Fortunately, after a glance, the man came back to his senses, suppressed his emotions, and his expression calmed down, as if nothing had happened just now.

The person is still the same person, everything in front of him has not changed, Du Ji blinked, glanced at Lingling beside him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt lost face.

Thinking that his dignified son was actually frightened by a street juggler, and at this time, when he looked at the person opposite, he was only stronger.

"If you don't like it, just leave. After the man calmed down, he whispered to Du Ji.

Although he didn't know Du Ji and didn't know that he was Du Siqing's son, he also knew that it would not benefit him to fight in the street.

As soon as he heard the man's words, Du Ji became angry, and immediately said angrily: "Go? I don't plan to leave when my son comes, if you can't satisfy my son today, I will punish you for disturbing the order and take it back to the yamen." ”

This is quite unreasonable, but it seems to be something that Du Ji can do.

Liu Yuan frowned, looked at Na Du Ji, and then at the man, sympathizing with the latter in his heart, but it was only sympathy.

"It's up to you to decide this street. The man's expression was a little ugly.

The man who struck the gong to collect the money, after Du Ji spoke, saw that the opportunity was wrong and had already slipped away, obviously he and the man were a little dewy.

"Haha, how fresh is it, he said that I have the final say on this street?" Du Ji laughed heartily, turned his head and smiled at his accomplice.

He laughed, and others laughed, and they all laughed and bent over.

A very dog-legged man stepped forward and said, "So that you know, this is the son of our Lord Siqing's family, Du Shao." ”

Before the dogleg finished speaking, Du Ji pushed his shoulder, stepped forward with his head held high, and said proudly: "If you say that this street is the entire county town, I Du Ji can have the final say." ”

"Yes!" Dogleg nodded vigorously.

Si Qing, the man holding the knife thought for a while, and then realized what kind of official he was.

Such a four- or five-grade official, who couldn't rank up when he entered their mountain gate, was not polite in front of him, but now it is his son's turn to be arrogant and domineering in front of him, and he can't help but feel sad.

The man also remembered wrongly, Si Qing couldn't even reach the fifth grade, but he was only a sixth grade.

"What do you want to see?" said the man in a low voice, trying his best to suppress his emotions.

He really didn't think about it, Du Ji took two steps back and forth, suddenly his eyes lit up, he looked at the knife in the man's hand and said loudly: "Today, if you swallow the knife in your hand, I will let you go." ”

Swallowing knives and swords are all tricks often played by street vendors, and the onlookers have seen it many times, but at this moment they seem to be extremely excited.

"Swallow the knife, swallow the knife!" many people shouted as they coaxed and screamed.

Liu Yuan looked at the big scimitar, which was wider than the man's mouth, how could he swallow it.

Looking at the knife in his hand, the man looked surprised and hesitated.

Na Du Ji followed up and said: "If you don't swallow it, you can kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and spare you, hear it clearly, it's a ringing head, it doesn't count until so many people present hear it, and it can't be done if one person doesn't hear it." ”

Shaking his index finger and looking around, Du Ji looked perverse and laughed twice.

"Hahaha, kowtow, you want me to kowtow to you. The bearded man put his knife on his shoulder and laughed uncontrollably.

He has not knelt less in his life, kneeling in heaven and earth, kneeling in respect of teachers, and kneeling in Buddha, but to kneel the man in front of him, his eyes slowly changed, and he took a step forward.

It's terrible, it's going to be bloodied on the streets. Liu Yuan's heart suddenly, just looking at the posture of this knife, he knew that the man was ruthless.

At the same time, he also felt that this knife posture was a little familiar.

"What's the matter, are you going to swallow a knife?" Du Ji said with a grin, not realizing that his life was hanging by a thread.

"Think clearly, kowtow so that you don't lose your life. Du Ji followed again, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

But he couldn't react, someone did.

Lingling immediately grabbed Du Ji and whispered a few words, the latter looked embarrassed, and finally nodded: "That's it, this son still has something to do today." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd without looking back. Lingling took one last look at the man with the horizontal knife, and then followed and left.

Du Ji wants to find death herself, and it has nothing to do with her. But Du Ji can't die now, it's still useful to her, and dying will cause a lot of trouble, so she can't die.

A turmoil is dissipated invisibly due to the retreat of the initiator.

The crowd rang out with a 'cut, ah, hi' sound, and left one by one, and in the blink of an eye, only the man with the knife was left in the field.

People came and went on the long street, and the sound of vendors on both sides and the noisy sounds in the distance came to my ears one after another.

In the middle of this vast world, but alone.

With a ding, the scimitar in his hand fell to the ground, the man clenched his fists, the green tendons on the back of his hands suddenly rose, he looked up at the sky, grew his mouth hard, and roared silently.

His eyes were red, his eyes were moist, and in a short time his face was wet.

"Why don't you go quickly, why are you stupid, that person is a madman, I'll beat you up later......"

A woman with a women's bun next to her bowed down and patted the child's back, and after speaking, she grabbed the child's right hand who was still standing still, and walked away quickly.

Slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the man bent down and picked up the knife on the ground, put it on his back again, and walked towards the end of the long street with heavy steps.

A few passers-by were left behind him, pointing at his back.

"Bitter. One shook his head.

"Oh, people live for a lifetime, who is not bitter. You Lao Li still have the heart to sigh others. Aren't we just fruit sellers, and from time to time, those people will be shunned by those people, and we won't be bitter?

Hearing this, Lao Li Tou glanced at the person and muttered quietly: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence." ”

With the crowd, Liu Yuan had already left.

Walking on the long street at the moment, I was still thinking about the previous things in my mind, recalling the starting style of the bearded man's knife, and the more I smacked it, the more familiar it felt.

Suddenly, Liu Yuan paused, his eyes showed a sudden look, and he murmured: "Little Lotus Mountain, Hell Sealing Knife Technique." ”