Now, all he needed was a jumper to get behind the boy, grab him by the hair, and carry him back to the cage like a chicken.

However, just as Scarface jumped up and was about to pull the boy's hair, a figure suddenly flashed silently from the side.

Before Scarface could grab the boy's hair, the figure came behind the boy, grabbed the boy's arm, and then jumped onto the roof of the beauty salon and ran out of town.

Of course, Scarface wouldn't let go of the boy so easily, because he had bought the boy for two hundred taels of silver.

The boy is his goods, his property.

For him, earning two hundred taels of silver is by no means an easy task.

So, he also jumped in a few columns, followed closely behind the speeding figure, and chased after him outside the town.

He believes that with his light body kung fu, he will definitely be able to catch up with the figure in front of him without half a pillar of incense.

As long as he catches up with this person, he will unceremoniously cut this person's throat with a knife, so that he knows the fate of daring to offend him.

So far, he has used the knife in his hand to cut the throats of those who dare to do so.

In such a sunny but not warm weather, it is definitely not a pleasant thing to run bare-chested.

Especially with seventeen or eighteen bamboo pots on his back, it is even more unpleasant.

He felt that he had to cut this man's throat three or four times, because if he cut this person's throat with one knife, it would be too cheap for him.

Only by dealing with this guy who dares to offend himself can he barely make himself a little more pleasant.

The market town was not very large, and it didn't take long for them to be outside the market town, and they could already see the rolling green hills on both sides of the road.

This road is the road to the riverside wharf. Although there are many pedestrians, the towering rocks on both sides of the road are a very suitable place for killing people and throwing corpses.

Scarface couldn't help but speed up his progress.

He was ready to kill in this place.

The figure with the boy in front of him was walking more and more slowly, as if he was too tired to run.

Scarface could finally see the man's back.

This man's body shape is neither very tall nor very thin, and his body shape is exactly in line with the body shape he should have.

The man was holding the boy in one hand and a knife in the other.

In front of it is a tall but not too wide stone pillar.

The man suddenly stopped beside the pillar, looked back at Scarface, and then flashed behind the pillar with the boy in his arms.

Scarface sneered.

He thought the man's behavior was a little funny.

Going to the rocks to avoid the disaster of having his throat cut by someone is as funny as an ostrich burying its head in the sand when it encounters danger.

The wind at this time is also a bit chilly.

In such weather, as long as you are a person with a normal brain, you can absolutely guarantee that you will not be happy with your shirtless clothes.

Scarface's face is not a normal face, but his mind is still normal.

In such weather, Scarface certainly didn't have the appetite to stay shirtless for too long.

So, he immediately rushed over and rushed towards the stone pillar, which was very tall but not too wide.

He thought that there must be two people, one big and one small, squatting behind the stone pillar. However, when Scarface rushed to the back of the stone pillar to look, he saw that there was no one behind the stone pillar, not even a ghost.

No one knows, where did this figure with the child go?

Scarface also trusted his eyesight, and it was impossible for this man with a child to slip away from behind this stone pillar.

Because this stone pillar was already standing alone on a flat ground that was neither too big nor too small.

There was no place to hide around this stone pillar.

Scarface looked around the stone pillar for a long time, and then looked around for a while before frowning, let go of his voice and shouted: "You are a mother, are you a human or a ghost?"

No one responded, and certainly no ghost responded.

Scarface asked several times, but was still silent.

After a long time, Scarface couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, he had never encountered anything like this.

He didn't believe that a person could disappear so unconsciously right under his nose.

He would never believe that there were people in this world who could be so weird and bizarre.

Since no one can be so fast, what else can there be but ghosts?

At the thought of ghosts, the scars on Scarface's face seemed to be soaked in cold sweat.

People who often do bad things almost never believe in the existence of ghosts.

Scarface never believed that there really were ghosts in this world.

However, at this moment, he felt as if he had really seen a ghost just now.

But just then, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

The voice said word for word, "Are you looking for me?"

Scarface turned his head suddenly, and saw a person.

A man squatting on a low, round rock.

In the man's hand, he was holding a knife.

A knife with a rough but wide scabbard.

This person is none other than Du Shenfei.

Scarface didn't recognize Du Shenfei, because he had never seen Du Shenfei since he was born.

Scarface could see that the person who was running with the boy just now was the person in front of him.

But in any case, someone is good. Someone said that it was not a ghost who was running in front of the boy just now.

Now, he was staring at Du Shenfei.

Du Shenfei was also staring at Scarface, there was neither smile nor anger on his face, and there was almost no expression.

Scarface stared at Du Shenfei for a long time before he asked angrily, "Who are you?"

Du Shenfei frowned, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of goods are yours?"

Scarface stared at Du Shenfei's front and back for a long time, but he didn't see the child, so he said: "You turtle grandson, that little guy's family is the goods in my hand, where is it now?"

Du Shenfei listened, frowned, and said, "Oh, since this child is your goods, then, you are a human trafficker?"

Scarface snorted coldly and said, "What if it's a human trafficker?

Du Shenfei asked, "Did you rob this child?" or did you buy it?"

Now, Scarface was not in the mood to talk nonsense with others, so he said angrily: "If you want to be crooked, I will kill you with a knife, go to Huangquan Road and slowly go crooked!"

Before the words fell, his people had already rushed to the round stone where Du Shenfei was.

His knife had also been struck, and this knife was diagonally upward, slashing straight at Du Shenfei's legs, which were standing on the cobblestone.

Scarface is ready to cut off Du Shenfei's legs with a single knife, and when Du Shenfei's upper body falls because he has no support from his legs, he can cut Du Shenfei's throat with a backhand.

This is Scarface's best killer move.

In all these long years, he lost count of how many times he had killed people with such tactics.

But no matter how many times it was, it didn't matter, because those he wanted to kill were now under his sword.

Killing people with such tricks is not only enjoyable, but also cool.

If after a knife is slashed through the enemy's throat, plus a knife into the sheath, turn around and leave, then even he himself feels a little crazy and cool cock blows up.

Scarface hadn't been so happy in a long time, and today, he was ready to do it again.

Du Shenfei didn't even move, as if he hadn't seen the knife until now.

Scarface's knife came really fast, so fast that many people have never seen such a fast knife since birth.

But Du Shenfei is by no means one of these many people, he has seen a lot of knives that are hundreds and ten times faster than this scarface.

For example, the knife of Lei Roll, the knife of the South Gate Fishing Knife, the knife of the old man Eighteen, the knife of Fan Huzi, and the knife of Lingnan Jiutu......

Du Shenfei even felt that the knife with a scarface was not even as good as the knife of Qin Wuyang, the "Dongting Quick Knife", nor as good as the knife of the dragon of the "Champion Knife Society".