It doesn't matter what kind of person Gao Yanei is at the moment.

And in the center of the street, between Lu Qian, Lin Chong and the military man who made a single knife, there was already a knife edge, and the killing machine started.

Lu Qian saw that the soldier had a sharp knife in his hand, and he was bare-handed, even if he was the Marquis of Yu who was used by Gao Yu's mansion, there was no reason to fight with his life. As soon as he shrank down, he came to the side of the road. It just so happened that there was a village man selling vegetables on the side of the road, who was carrying a bamboo pole, watching the excitement here. Unexpectedly, Lu Qian rushed to him, snatched the flat shoulder, shouted, and greeted the soldier.

He rushed this time, and he was brave, but the soldier single-handedly grabbed a puff of silver flowers, and in a blink of an eye, the flat pole became a piece of broken bamboo all over the ground.

Looking at that size, even chopsticks are too short, and toothpicks are too long.

The village man who sold vegetables just shouted: "Ah, you are so unreasonable, how can you make my flat shoulder look like this!"

He screamed, but he didn't dare to step forward to theorize, just stomped his feet.

Gao Qiang is the standard Bianliang Yanei, everything must be a superior, and he will never lose face. He looked around and shouted first: "The military men of our Taiwei Mansion are placed in which military state in the Great Song Dynasty can't be sent with dignity?

Gao Qiang spoke, and the gang around him suddenly exploded and scattered.

It just so happened that at this time, there was a man who was performing in the tile, carrying some soft-handled guns and white iron knives, and was passing by here. Those pieces didn't care whether they were good or bad, and shouted: "That man, we want to buy your furniture!"

As he spoke, someone untied the purse around his waist, and threw it to the man, regardless of how many freshly printed bunches of new banknotes were inside. Those idlers, one snatched a few guns and a few knives, and threw them at Lin Chong and Lu Qian:

"Sect Leader Lin, take the gun!"

"Lu Yuhou, take the knife!"

The idlers here threw out soft-handled guns and white iron knives, and Lu Qian immediately lowered his head, rolled on the ground, and grabbed a single knife first.

He didn't care that he was covered in mud and dust, so he simply attacked the army directly in the third way.

With such a knife technique that rolled all the way to the ground, the people who watched around him booed, and even more good people shouted: "This guy is so shameless!"

Although the people in Bianliang are all flat-headed people, the atmosphere in Bianliang is that they don't look at those people in the ya, as long as they see injustices, especially such blatant bullying outsiders, they will inevitably have to support one or two.

First, although the leaders of the guilds in Bianliang also exploited many foreign merchants, they were not unspoken rules on the surface, and everyone could not see them, so they could not manage them. But like the yamen with a companion and making trouble on the street, this is a bit not very glamorous.

You must know that in Bianliang City, Tokyo, there are one or two rare things next to it, which are not easy for everyone to see, but there are really many small officials in green shirts and green robes.

And the life of the yamen may not be as comfortable as the so-called "Huanghuang Daqing" of the Eight Banners in later generations, even if Lao Tzu's relatives have achieved the position of waiting for the system, the yamen can only receive a useless shadow supplement official, if you don't go to the country to study hard, there is still no future. As long as they want to be stronger, they are all holding back their anger and trying to be strong, and the elders of the family can only redouble their encouragement in order to ensure that the family does not fall.

And only those children who are under the forbidden army are willing to let their children out, and they are mixed up on the street, and most of them are not favored bystanders. Like this kind of door, there are several generations of people in Bianliang City, the ancestors have a bit of a strong atmosphere, heirloom so far, it is almost in Bianliang City's fragrant powder rouge gas to wear clean, descendants can ride horses, even if it is not disgraced to the ancestors, as for what "the overlord Xue Pan is jealous and kills people", it is really rare in Bianliang City.

Don't you know, back then, Li Nushi on Maqian Street met a little official in a green robe, and he didn't know what to do, and he knew that Li Nushi was the second wife of the official family of the Great Song Dynasty, and he also wrote a small order in Li Nushi's small building to express his feelings of broken love, mocking the official's prostitution yard, and saying: "Report early and return late, and leave the silk as accommodation money." As a result, Zhao Ji, who felt a little green on his head, was furious, but he just drove him to Lingnan to enjoy the "beautiful life" of Su Dongpo's "300 lychees a day".

The official family is jealous, but they deal with their rivals like this, like the officials of Ximen Qing in Qinghe County, they have to kill Wu Dalang, which is rare in Bianliang. When the Yanai encounter this kind of thing, it is nothing more than a fight, or a gambling game, and most of them voluntarily gamble and lose.

Therefore, everyone has seen a lot of people like this in the Yanei, but they may not be afraid of them. At least these officials are the children of official eunuchs, and if they want to talk about face, they are much better to deal with than Niu Er's shameless and lifeless splashing skin.

Lu Qian ignored the inverted colors of these passers-by, and just slashed the white iron knife at the ankle of the Kansai military man.

However, when he slashed horizontally, the soldier reacted faster than him, and slashed straight at him.

Thanks to Lu Qian's hard work in the knife technique for many years, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, so he suddenly retracted the knife momentum, changed the slash into a pick, and greeted him upward!

Just listening to the sound of gold and iron, the white iron knife in his hand was instantly cut into two pieces.

The white iron knife was broken, and when he saw a cold light in the hands of the Kansai military man, it shone on Lu Qian's head.

Without the white iron knife to block it, Lu Qian had no way to avoid it, and only said that he was forced to die this time, and at that moment, he had only one thought in his heart: I was going to die!

Just when he instinctively closed his eyes, he heard a bang in his ears again, and the knife qi cut a bloody mark on his face, but it did not go deeper.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Chong holding the soft-handled gun in his hand, and the tip of the spear was on the back of the sword of the Kansai military man.

Between the tips of the spear, a series of knocking sounds forced the treasure knife that cut gold and jade.

Lu Qian took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly rolled his body out of the battle circle.

Gao Yanei saw that Lu Qian was defeated, his face sank slightly, and before he could attack, he only heard someone in the crowd laugh and said: "Good spear skills! Good knife skills! I never thought that there were such good men in this Bianliang City, you don't have to fight happily, and you can be regarded as a sprinkler family!"

During this shout, the crowd pushed away like a divided sea, only to see Lu Zhishen carrying his dark iron Zen staff, and broke straight in. Lin Chong and the Kansai military man saw that this Zen staff was coming fiercely, and they couldn't help but take a step back.