The most ridiculous thing in the world is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg, and the most tragic thing is nothing more than that.

Just like the young man in Mai in front of him, he held a seven-inch mahogany folding knife in his hand, and rushed towards Wu Zhukuai like crazy, vainly trying to use the seven-inch long blade to resist the three-foot-long standard horizontal knife.

The result is naturally conceivable, the Mai boy's knife has not yet been handed to Wu Zhukuai, and he has been forced to retreat by the slashing of the horizontal knife.

The three-foot horizontal knife did not give up, and after forcing the young man back, he followed closely, and the cold light slashed directly at the chest of the young man in Mai.

As one of the few fast catchers in the border town, he has his own strengths, that is, he is quite skilled in the seventy-two ways of the Wu family.

The horizontal knife is accurate and ruthless, not an ordinary person can follow, and Zhong Ming, who has no martial arts foundation, is even worse.

Seeing that the sword had reached the chest of the young man in Mai, the arm he raised did not have time to block it, the distance between the folding knife and the horizontal knife was only three inches, but the blade was closer to the young man's chest, only one inch.

The lives of young people hang by a thread.

"Brother Ming!"

Liang Heizi's shouting behind him broke the sound, he grabbed it with both hands, and pounced on Wu Zhukuai, the bloodshot in his eyes became denser.

Time slowed down at this moment, Zhong Ming saw the blade of the horizontal knife in front of him, slowly falling from the tip of his nose, he was very calm, his thinking was extremely clear, he knew that he should raise his hand to block the knife, but his hands and feet were as heavy as being filled with lead and iron, and he couldn't lift it anyway.

This scene reminds the young man of the night when he was still on earth: the same helpless, deep situation, the same slow scene, but the sound of the wind, the sound of deer, and the shouting at that time were replaced by the sound of the blade breaking through the air at this time, Liang Yu's shouting, and Wu Zhukuai's cruel laughter.

He Zeng's similarity, the two destinies that should have been moving forward in parallel seem to collide again at this moment.

Do you want to die again?

Absurd thoughts appeared in the young man's mind, and he smiled helplessly, but he didn't have time to hook the corners of his mouth.

is somewhat unwilling, only lived for three years, and then stepped into the ghost gate again, and he had a grudge in his heart.

The fertile land in the mud village has not yet been shared, the crispy cake has not yet been put into Xiaolian's palm, and the chess contract with Tian Gongzi has not yet been fulfilled.

The stone is afraid that it will die in vain, and the broken knife in his hand will not be able to stab the neck of this evil hunt after all, but he will let the family disembowel first.

He tried to raise his arm again, or move his footsteps, but to no avail, and the young man only felt that he had a mountain on him, and he could not move or dodge.

He began to feel a little sympathetic to the monkey at the foot of the Five Elements Mountain, if the monkey in the book really existed, I am afraid that it would have the same feelings as himself, he had the ability to turn the sky upside down, but he couldn't use it, not to mention that the young man didn't have the ability to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

In an instant, his thoughts tossed and turned, and he struggled to resist, but in exchange for nothing but despair.

All thoughts are lost, and the young man is ready to accept the fate of being disemboweled.

Just when the young man's emotions were no longer turbulent and he had already accepted his fate, a touch of green fell from the sky above the sharp blade, which was so dazzling in this world where the Buddha was solidified.

A crisp sound sounded in Zhong Ming's ears, and the greenery slammed into the side of the knife, unexpectedly smashing the deadly blade.

The blades intersected, and a sonorous sound sounded.

The young man who came back to his senses was stunned on the spot, and the folding knife in his hand was in time to block the horizontal knife with the help of the greenery, and the moment the folding knife intersected with the horizontal knife, the sharpness of the folding knife was revealed, and the young man only felt a slight sluggishness, and the tip of the horizontal knife was cut off.

Zhong Ming knew that the folding knife was sharp, but he never thought that it would be so sharp that it could reach the point of sharpening iron like clay.

Although the standard horizontal knife of the New Tang Dynasty is not as good as the Tang knife, it is made of the immortal iron ore of Bai Yujing, but it is also a hundred stacks of knives forged by thousands of hammers, which are much better than ordinary iron tools in terms of toughness.

With its sharpness alone, the mahogany folding knife is also a rare treasure.

The seven-inch folding knife broke the three-foot horizontal knife, and the miracle of the Arabian Nights not only made Zhong Ming stunned, but Wu Zhukuai was also dumbfounded.

But Liang Yu, who roared and rushed up, did not give Wu Yu time to be in a daze, and when he was distracted, Liang Yuhu pounced on him and threw him to the ground, and the two immediately scuffled together.

Liang Yu is a good fighter in street fighting, but if he is close, he will not be easily freed, even if Wu Yu is good at knife fighting, but when it comes to beating methods, he can't be separated from Liang Yu.

For a while, the two of them fought like ordinary green skins, and it was difficult to tell the winner from the loser.

Taking advantage of the gap, the Mai boy looked at the ground, and he wondered what had saved his life.

The young man looked down and saw the willow branches lying quietly at his feet, and the tender green branches and leaves began to sprout, which made the young man stunned, and the green was just an ordinary willow branch.

Looking up at the thousand-year-old tree beside him, the Mai boy still couldn't figure it out, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something really weird, a freshly budding willow branch could actually block the horizontal knife that was charged and chopped?

But the situation did not allow Zhong Ming to do further research, and the battle situation changed again, Wu Zhukuai didn't know when he touched the broken horizontal knife again, and forced Liang Yu to retreat with the knife flower.

Wu Zhukuai is actually a very handsome young man, but at this time, half of his ears are missing, blood stains his clothes, and with vicious eyes that want to choose people and devour, he can no longer see half of his handsomeness, and only hideous is left on his face.

Liang Yu injured his arm, he covered his left arm and shoulder, and slowly retreated, his eyes never leaving Wu Zhukuai's knife.

Behind the three of them, the two gangs faintly separated from each other, they were missing teeth and they protected Liang Yu and retreated to Zhong Ming's side, and Zhang Lezi and others also hid behind Wu Zhukuai.

It was already a stalemate, Zhong Ming was afraid of Wu Zhukuai's knife, and Wu Zhukuai was afraid of Zhong Ming and Liang Yu's fighting style.

Both Liang Yu and Wu Zhukuai were breathing rapidly, they were waiting to recover their strength, and there would be another battle, according to today's situation, the two sides are already mortal enemies, and one of them must die here to end this fight.

Wu Zhuhai is a practitioner, and his breathing is naturally fast, his breathing gradually calmed down, but he did not step forward again, but took two steps back with a knife, stuffed Liang Yu's short knife into Zhang Lezi's hand, and said viciously: "Go, kill them all for me." ”

Stunned and glancing at the short knife in his hand, Zhang Lezi hesitated a little, and he only resigned: "Wu Guanren, this, this murder is a job that loses his head!"

Zhang Lezi's stupidity and cowardice made Wu Zhuai's teeth itch with hatred, and he sneered: "I killed his brother, do you think this group of dogs can let us leave alive? Now you and I are grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can escape without killing these people!"

Seeing that Zhang Lezi's eyes were a little shaken, Wu Zhuai quickly dissuaded him again: "Even if you kill, I will explain to them, and give them the charge of being a thief, so as to ensure that you are safe and sound." ”

Thieves blossom is the usual means of catching fast people to make money, some black-hearted fast catchers usually target the property of ordinary people, they will blatantly extort, if the family refuses to comply, they will find someone to lie about the case, and give people a name for thieves.

Once the name of this thief is confirmed, the whole family will be arrested and put in prison, and the property will naturally be confiscated, which is naturally indispensable to fill his own pockets.

Many people have suffered a big loss in this regard, so ordinary people are also respectful to the fast catchers, for fear of provoking this group of official thieves.

When there is no case in peace, if you want to make some fame and show your political achievements, this group of arresters will also catch some honest people on the charge of thieves.

As long as the county commander has political achievements to speak of and money to be fished, he will turn a blind eye to this group of catchers and acquiesce in the existence of thieves.

With Wu Zhukuai's promise, Zhang Lezi also had a bottom in his heart, clenched the short knife in his hand, and beckoned the group of splashes behind him, ready to move.

On the other hand, Zhong Ming and the others also had their own plans in their hearts, they all wanted the brothers to go first and fell into a fierce quarrel.

The four of them had already protected Zhong Ming and Liang Yu behind him, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Hei, let's take it, you go first, we can have two less green skins in the mud village, but we can't miss Mr. Zhong and Brother Liang Hei." ”

Liang Yu naturally wouldn't agree, he shouted angrily: "You shut up for me, how can I, Liang Ergou, be a person who escaped from the battle, you escort Brother Ming away, I can drag them down." ”

"Don't quarrel, no one can leave today, they plan to kill us all, as long as one of us escapes, the whole mud village will suffer. ”

Zhong Ming was the calmest, he was also thoughtful about things, and he had already decided that today was an endless situation, raised his folding knife and said: "None of us will run away today, only fight to the death with this group of people." ”

There are so many truths in this world, and only survival is the last word.

After three years of fierce fighting, the flames of war burned every outlaw to the outlaws, and even after a few days of peace, their bodies were still bloody.

Since Brother Ming had spoken, no one spoke out against it, and everyone tensed up, preparing for the battle of life and death.

The two gangs drew their swords and crossbows, and a fierce battle was about to break out.

At this moment, they all suddenly heard the deafening sound of horses' hooves, and both gangs were puzzled and did not fight again.

Just listen to the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground, let alone dozens of horses.

There are few horses in the border towns, and just after the war in the New Tang Dynasty, war horses are still in short supply as strategic resources, and no matter how big the family in the town is, it is impossible to have so many horses.

Everyone was trampled by the sound of the hurried horses' hooves getting closer and closer, and only Zhong Ming had a plan: it sounded like a thin scale rider he had just seen.

Immediately, the Mai boy also frowned, and he couldn't figure it out, why did Captain Zhiguo's cavalry come here again, could it be that he was passing by?

The young man was not allowed to think about it, and the sound of the horse's hooves had reached the broken temple.

I saw a rumbling sound on the broken wall next to the broken temple door, and for a time the bricks and tiles flew together, the dust was flying, and the white horses' hooves stepped on the broken wall and leaped in.

The broken wall collapsed in an instant, and the horses actually trampled the broken wall down, and both Zhong Ming, Wu Zhukuai and others dodged the flying gravel in panic.

When everyone came back to their senses, the white horse was already standing in the courtyard, and the person on the horse was wearing a fierce scale armor and holding a silver dragon spear, looking around the temple with an invincible posture.

The face of the person who came was fair and delicate, and his eyes were extremely sharp, like a sharp blade that penetrated people's hearts, and the people he looked at were all dodging their eyes and did not dare to look at him.

Others didn't know who it was, but Zhong Ming recognized it at a glance, it was the general of the Scales Cavalry that he met at the city gate just now, the captain of the Captain Zhiguo.

After the captain looked around, Le Ma stopped between the two groups and asked loudly, "Who is Zhong Ming?"

There was no sound in the temple, and Wu Zhukuai and the others were already dumbfounded, and they were stunned and didn't dare to speak.

And Zhong Ming was shocked by the demeanor of the army riding on a horse and stepping on the broken wall, and only relieved himself after half a ring.

Liang Yu, who was beside him, pulled down the sleeves of Zhong Ming's robe and shook his head to signal him not to make a sound, while the black-faced young man took a deep breath, intending to respond under the pretense of Zhong Ming's name.

This military cavalry is menacing, shouting Zhong Ming's name in his mouth, it must be a bad person, Liang Yu doesn't want Zhong Ming to have an accident, so he has the idea of having a cylinder on his head.

Liang Yu's careful thinking was naturally seen through by Zhong Ming, and he didn't wait for Liang Yu to react, he had already strode forward, holding his head high and saying, "I am Zhong Ming!"

The eldest husband does things by himself, so how can he ask his friends to take the blame.

Zhong Ming thinks that he cherishes his life, but he cherishes this hard-won friend even more, and it is impossible for Liang Yu to stand up for him.