The breeze comes to kill the night

A wisp of cold front relieves people's worries

No matter what world you are in, it is an immutable theorem that kills people and kills people constantly.

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Zhang Mazi, an unpopular ruffian, is just a small role for him.

He has been in and out of Heavenly Snow City for a long time, so he has naturally heard of this guy's notoriety.

Extortion

Do no evil

The beggars of the Qingshui River Temple suffered deeply, it should be Zhang Mazi who coveted the money in the hands of Old Man Zhang, so he killed him.

But he didn't want to care about what the reason was, Zhang Mazi would never see the sun tomorrow again.

Must die.

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From afar, you can see a huge city standing on the plain, with ten-zhang high city towers, endless city walls, and towers, like a huge beast crawling on the ground.

It is more than a hundred miles wide, and the scale is so large that even the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty in the previous life is far from being comparable.

Even though he has been here countless times, Zhang Zheng is still shocked, and a heavy pressure comes to his face, acting on his soul, making people involuntarily feel small.

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Guarding the city gate was the forbidden army of the City Lord's Mansion, the black armor was hideous and terrifying, the sharp sword was flashing with cold light, there were faint dry blood stains on the blade, and every soldier exuded a beast-like aura.

rampage

Murderous intent rages

Like a person who has come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the powerful coercion is even difficult to look at.

Heavenly Snow City is a large city in the northernmost part of the Southern Kingdom, adjacent to the Demon Beast Mountain, and the forbidden army must be strong, otherwise it will not be able to defend the city at all.

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He exhaled deeply, and the internal force in the dantian jumped, and his body suddenly loosened.

It was noon, and the dense crowd was surging, and Zhang Zheng was mixed in the crowd, waiting for half an hour to finally enter the city.

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Zhang Mazi is easy to find

His reputation stinks

Find someone in the north of the city and ask him about it, it is nothing more than a green building, a tavern.

Zhang Zheng did the same, he spent a tael of silver, and effortlessly found someone to lead the way.

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Zhang Mazi had no idea that his death time had come.

He killed people who shouldn't have been killed

Messed with people who shouldn't be messed with

But who would have thought that there would be a madman behind an old man begging.

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"Red Flower Pavilion. Zhang Zheng said in a low voice, beside him, there was a rich middle-aged man, and said again and again: "Zhang Mazi is inside, uncle, if it's okay, the little one will go first." ”

"Well, get out. He waved his hand, and the man disappeared immediately, where did he dare to stay for a moment longer.

The scary boy made him tremble with just one look.

"Although the name is good, it's a pity that I will see blood today. Zhang Zheng shook his head, and then walked in with a wooden knife swaggering.

"This hero, come and play. ”

"The young master is so handsome, the slave family can't help it. ”

The hall was full of people, warblers and swallows, and a large number of scantily clad women swayed their waists and pulled the men's arms around.

It's a brothel, it's a place for fun, and the men who come here are already familiar with it, and they take a woman by the hand and make love.

Zhang Zhengsheng's handsomeness, although his face is immature, but his burly body is no different from that of an adult.

The surrounding women put aside their flattering eyes, and some of the bold ones even pounced on them, wanting to take advantage of them.

"Get out," he whispered, and an invisible force pushed them away.

These women were originally people of the wind and dust, and when they saw the wind and the rudder, they were extremely timid, and they were intimidated by his eyes, and they were in a cold sweat, as if they were hiding far away from the plague god.

"Where is Zhang Mazi?" Zhang Zheng pointed to a woman and asked, the person he was pointing at trembled, his legs trembled, and he said in horror for a while: "Zhang Mazi is in the third room on the left hand on the second floor." ”

"What are you afraid of, I won't look for you. He said lightly, and then walked up the stairs with a wooden knife.

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"Uncle, have an extra drink. ”

"Xiaoju, your ass is round again. ”

"Xiaodong, your breasts have become bigger again. ”

The room reverberated with foul words, mixed with the men's lewd laughter, and the women's exclamations and struggles.

The chopsticks fell to the ground and turned into pieces, and an ambiguous atmosphere came out.

"Bang"

The door exploded, sawdust flew, and the occupants of the room were frightened and screamed.

"Ahh

"Who", the man yelled angrily, and then quickly pulled out the steel knife on the table, and the two women were wrapped in quilts, revealing large patches of spring light.

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The smoke and dust cleared, revealing the figure of a young man, in a black suit, and a slender black wooden knife in his hand.

"Where did the hairy boy come from, he dared to disturb the good things of the uncle, and he couldn't find death. The man with the knife glared angrily and cursed.

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The young man's expression did not move, his sharp gaze swept over, and he said in a deep voice: "You are Zhang Mazi in the north of the city?"

"What are you looking for uncle?" The man flicked the steel knife and pulled out a circle of knife flowers, this kind of strength is not weak.

"You can die. The young man grinned, and then said to the two women behind him: "Nothing to do with people, if you don't want to die, get out immediately." ”

They hesitated for a while and ran away wrapped in the quilt, and the angry Wang Mazi scolded: "Two stinky bitches, wait for Lao Tzu to clean up after him, and then come to clean up the two of you." ”

He turned his head to look at the young man and sneered, "You want to kill me?

Anyway, he is also a person who crisscrosses the north of the city, although he is just bullying and bullying ordinary people, but how can he not have two skills in his hands.

A teenager with a wooden knife

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a sheep rather than a tiger.

"In my hand, a wooden knife can kill you. The boy said lightly.

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"I don't know how thick the sky is. Zhang Mazi roared, he strode down, and the three-foot-long thick-backed steel knife in his hand slashed down on his head, bringing a gust of wind, and the knife was extremely fast.

"Die. ”

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This knife fell in Zhang Zheng's eyes, but it was still too slow, and he could even see the trajectory of the steel knife falling, as well as the cold light flickering on the blade.

"Snort"

The sound flickered away, as if it had never existed.

Zhang Mazi's body suddenly stopped three feet away from him.

"Click", a drop of blood fell to the ground, followed by a second, a third...... The blood was connected into a blood line, and in just a few breaths, a pool of blood accumulated on the ground.

There was a pale red line on the blade of the wooden knife in Zhang Zheng's hand, and the rich smell of blood spread out.

"Bang dang", he flipped his palm, and the long knife was put into the sheath.

A wisp of wind blew, Zhang Mazi's body fell weakly, his throat came out, a knife mark, and blood gushed like a spring. "What a quick knife. His voice was still in the air.

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"Killed. ”

"Zhang Mazi was killed. ”

"Run"

"Knock knock", the ground seemed to be trembling, the people in the Red Flower Pavilion were fleeing in a hurry, and Zhang Mazi's subordinates next door heard the sound and surrounded Zhang Zheng in the middle with steel knives.

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"I only kill Zhang Mazi, and if you don't want to die, get out. He said in a deep voice.

"Up, kill him. ”

These twenty or thirty men are all Zhang Mazi's henchmen, they do all kinds of evil on weekdays, they are all people who are not afraid of death, seeing Zhang Mazi lying on the ground, I don't know whether he is alive or dead, where can I listen to Zhang Zheng's words, and they pounced over one by one with red eyes.

There was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and the long knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, cutting out a piece of knife light, and in just an instant, three people fell to the ground and were sealed by a knife.

With great strength and swift speed, this group of people is like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, without the power to resist, and they can't even touch the corners of their clothes.

The mournful wails continued, and after seven or eight breaths, there was silence, and the room was filled with dense corpses.

The blade was scarlet, as if it had been picked up from a sea of blood, and blood dripped down the long knife.

There was not a trace of blood on his body.

Terrible people, terrible knives.

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By the time the others reacted, Zhang Zheng had already disappeared into the crowd.