One.

The whole thing started eight years ago, when Chen Lao Liu went to the Wang family for the first time. The cause of the incident was Wang Ling's beauty, and Chen Kezhao's arrest four years ago was the fuse for the Wang family's annihilation. At that time, Chen Lao Liu, who saw Wang Ling for the first time, had the evil idea of dedicating Wang Ling to Chen Kezhao. In order to make the Wang family obediently surrender to Wang Ling, Chen Laoliu decided to give up the remaining ten taels of silver, so that the Wang family would continue to suffer from hunger.

At that time, Wang Yi's father was about to level the threshold of Chen Laoliu's family in order to get back the ten taels of silver that his son had exchanged for his life. In the end, Wang Yi's father was moved by Chen Laoliu's rhetoric and agreed to hand over Wang Ling. The rest went much smoother. Chen Laoliu first instigated Wang Ling and made her willing to become someone else's concubine for the safety of her family. arranged another chance encounter, so that Chen Kezhao fell into Wang Ling's beauty and couldn't extricate himself. In the end, he persuaded the owner of Chen Zhuang to marry his son a beautiful concubine and tie up the dissolute heart of the young owner.

However, when Wang Ling first appeared in the Chen family as the concubine of the young owner, something unexpected happened. The owner of Chen Zhuang fell in love with Wang Ling's beauty, and immediately announced the cancellation of his son's wedding, and forcibly performed the Zhou Gong gift with Wang Ling, who was supposed to be his daughter-in-law.

Chen Zhuang's behavior angered his son Chen Kezhao. He couldn't bear it anymore and rushed into his father's cave room to make a big noise, only to be imprisoned in the cellar by his father. After being released, Chen Kezhao ran away from home with a huge amount of money.

This is the end of the matter. The owner of Chen Zhuang hugged the beauty, and the life was more nourishing. Wang Yi's father also transformed gorgeously from a poor man to become the richest man's father-in-law in Jiangzhou, and his life naturally got better. And Chen Lao Liu, who single-handedly promoted this matter, was naturally more appreciated by the owner of Chen Zhuang, and his status became higher than before. Everyone was overjoyed, and after a period of peace, until Chen Kezhao returned with a group of vicious gangsters, breaking this quiet life.

The first thing Chen Kezhao and his party did when they returned to Chenjiazhuang was to kill the strongest subordinate in the village with one punch. Next, Chen Kezhao calmly pulled his stepmother Wang Ling to his room. Facing the menacing son, the owner of Chen Zhuang had no way to deal with it, so he could only hide in the room and tremble.

Wang Ling's identity has changed again. From the previous concubine to the daughter-in-law, from the previous stepmother to the favorite concubine. Chen Kezhao was very satisfied, and Old Man Wang was still enjoying his glory and wealth.

Once again, however, things have taken a turn for the worse. Chen Kezhao was arrested for the crime, and the Chen family changed. Chen Kezhao was in trouble, and those people in the rivers and lakes who usually called him brothers and sisters either fled, or changed hands, and switched to Chen Zhuang's hands. After all, these people are all little people who have milk and are mothers.

As for Old Man Wang, the goddess of luck was far away from him after all. Although the owner of Chen Zhuang was lustful, in the face of Wang Ling, who was defiled by his son, he abandoned her like a mustard and drove her back to her parents' house, completely ignoring the former husband and wife. Of course, he also received all the money he had given to Old Man Wang in the past.

In this regard, Old Man Wang was naturally dissatisfied, and when he met people, he told the Chen family that he was wrong, in order to vent his inner anger. For the Chen family, the ugliness of the family is reluctant to be publicized, and for the villagers who have nothing to do and like the shortcomings of their parents, the affairs of the Chen family are a good topic to talk about after dinner, and there are naturally many people who are interested in listening.

This made the owner of Chen Zhuang very distressed. In this regard, the so-called heroes who changed hands to Chen Zhuang in the middle of the way volunteered to stand up and solve this thorny problem for the new owner in the name of repaying his kindness. Out of nowhere, they found a gang of robbers, killed all the Wang family in question, and burned everything clean with a fire. It all happened on a pouring summer night.

Wang Yi listened quietly. After Chen Lao Liu finished speaking, Wang Yi ordered Chen Lao Liu to recount it again and listen quietly again.

"Say it again!"

After two times, Wang Yi asked Chen Lao Liu to recount it from the beginning. This time, he got to the bottom of it, asking all the details in detail, and he didn't give up until the three narratives were completely consistent. Chen Lao Liu had indeed vomited everything he knew.

Wang Yi pressed his hand to his temple. Although his gaze was on Chen Lao Liu, in fact, he could no longer see anything. Anger blinded him, and with it, endless pain and sorrow.

The humiliation and pain suffered by his sister made him feel unbearable pain and empathy. In the past few years, all the hardships suffered by his family have turned into an invisible blade at this moment, and there are blood marks on his heart. He felt pain, resentment, and shame, and this feeling was worse than death. In an instant, tears welled up in his eyes, and he didn't know it.

Chen Lao Liu looked at Wang Yi uneasily. The king was expressionless, allowing two lines of hot tears to slip down his cheeks. The sharp blade holding the neck was glowing with a murderous aura under the moonlight, and the hand holding the knife was trembling constantly at the moment, and it could kill him at any time. The fear of death made Chen Laoliu's body stiffer and stiffer. As long as Wang Yi strokes lightly, he will never see the sun tomorrow again, and the belongings he has saved all his life and the beautiful life of his old age will be wasted here. And Wang Yi has a good reason to do so.

At this moment, Wang Yi's eyes were full of murderous aura. The white knife light, illuminated by the silver light outside the window, exuded a compelling chill, and it seemed that in the next second, it would penetrate his arteries. He was terrified.

Like all dying people, everything in the past flashed through his mind like a river. After a brief reminiscence of his life, a thought instantly sobered him up.

"What the hell am I doing wrong?"

It is no longer common for poor families to sell one or two children. As for whether they will die or live after being sold, and what kind of life they will live, it is all up to heaven, and no one will be unhappy with their unfair fate.

Wang Yi was sold, but he also came back alive. Wang Ling was sold, and she did not fall into the dust like other women. Marrying a rich man as a concubine is the luck that many peasant girls can't ask for, but Wang Ling is regarded by the Chen family father and son as a pearl in the palm of her hand, enjoying the glory and wealth, and also shadowing her family, so that they can also enjoy a moment of wealth.

And he, Chen Lao Liu, was the one who single-handedly contributed to all this, and instead of thanking him, Wang Yi wanted to take his life, what is the reason? Thinking of this, Chen Lao Liu was no longer afraid, but began to be indignant and complain for himself.

At this moment, the knife in Wang's hand moved. Chen Lao Liu trembled again, and the anger of the moment disappeared in an instant. The fear of death, the threat of a sharp blade, is enough to smooth the edges and corners of a person in a moment, break the arrogance of a person, and make a man accustomed to giving orders kneel like a dog and beg for mercy.

He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't. His lips were already chapped, and they were joined up and down. My mind was even more blank, I didn't know what to think, and I didn't know how to do it. He had nothing else to do but look at the murder weapon in front of him with a shudder.

Wang Yi said.

"Chen Lao Liu, you have three crimes. The sin of breaking my promise and ignoring my 20 ingots of silver, the sin of selling my sister and letting her become the playthings of the Chen family and his son, and the sin of leading the way for the thief to help him kill my whole family. ”

Wang Yi coldly confessed all his crimes. This frightened Chen Lao Liu more than anger. Wang Yi seemed calm, but his heart was full of murderous intent. The current Wang Yi is no longer the hairy boy who didn't know the world back then, but a terrible man who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has killed countless people.

Wang Yi's every word was like the verdict of Lord Yama, which made Chen Lao Liu smell the breath of death. Chen Laoliu's face was pale, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't do anything, he could only be slaughtered like meat on a chopping board. At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Wait, wait......! I have good news for you!"

After a long period of fear, Chen Laoliu finally found the dawn of hope. He hurriedly spoke, and before Wang Yi could make a move, he told the news that could save his life.

"Your sister is still alive!

He originally wanted to use this news as a bargaining chip, and only after ensuring that his life was worry-free did he tell Wang Yi the news. However, for now, he had no time to hesitate. He was sure that if Wang Yi killed himself with a knife in anger and didn't let himself finish his words, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life. And he, Chen Lao Liu, has no chance to regret it.

"Your sister was taken away by the robbers brought by the Nine-Fingered Dragon Zeng Guoying. said that he was going to take it back to be the wife of the village...... So should still be alive. ”

"Nine-fingered dragon Zeng Guoying......?"

"It's the one brought by the young owner. At that time, the young owner brought back five people, these five people are not small, the people in the rivers and lakes are called the three tigers of Laoshan and the double dragon of the Yellow River. After the young owner was arrested, although the three tigers of Laoshan left, the Yellow River Shuanglong stayed. And Zeng Guoying is the big dragon, and the other is the one-horned dragon Song Yuandao......!"

"I see......

Wang nodded. Wang Yi, who was still in deep despair because of pain and sadness, has now found a trace of meaning in life. During his long years in Nanban, it was his family that gave him hope and motivation to live. However, overnight, Manmen's tragic death made Wang Yi fall into endless despair again, and he didn't know what the meaning of his life was. Until now, he finally found a reason to live, that is, to rescue his sister and take revenge.

"I'm going to rescue my sister and slash the enemy!"

Wang Yi looked at Chen Lao Liu thoughtfully. At this time, Wang Yi's heart was full of hatred. He hated Chenjiazhuang, hated them for killing his whole family, insulted his sister, and hated them for deceiving him. Blood debts and blood repayment, if you don't kill them, the king will not give up!

Wang Yi slowly picked up the knife. Chen Lao Liu's eyes widened and he looked at him, and the fear of death made him tremble all over. He barely opened his lips and pleaded.

"You're going to kill me, for my sake's sake to tell you about your sister, please spare me... Please!"

Chen Lao Liu begged, and crawled to the side of the bed, wanting to take out something from under the bed. He tried his best, but his dislocated arm refused to obey him. Chen Laoliu looked at Wang Yi in despair and said.

"Here, here's the money. Take as much as you want, just let me go!"

Wang Yi flew up and kicked Chen Lao Liu's chin, kicking him down on the edge of the bed. Wang Yi walked over and stomped on his face with his foot, and Chen Laoliu gasped and let out a painful moan.

Wang Yi fell into hesitation. It wasn't the first time he had killed someone, but he had never killed anyone outside of the battlefield. Killing people on the battlefield is to carry out orders and protect himself, and now, if he goes down with a knife, he will be an out-and-out murderer.

Wang Yi closed his eyes and increased the strength of his feet.

"Uhhhh

Chen Lao Liu's screams resounded through the sky, enough to alarm others. But his jaw was crushed by the trampling, and he was afraid that he would not be able to speak for a while. For Wang Yi, this is enough.

Wang Yi turned to leave and walked out of the room. At this moment, a maid came up to him with tired eyes. She must have heard Chen Laoliu's screams and came to find out. He pushed her away and fled over the wall, and behind him, a terrible scream was heard.

Wang Yi ran desperately in the wilderness. Dawn was approaching, and the moon was slowly setting over the western mountains, intensifying the darkness of the wilderness. However, Wang Yi has been playing in this wilderness since he was a child, and he knows it well, and the endless darkness cannot stop him from taking revenge.

However, when Wang Yi arrived at Chenjiazhuang and climbed over the wall, he found that a net had been laid inside.

Black sky.

Dawn is the darkest time of the day. At this time, the same is true of Chenjiazhuang. Wang Yi turned over and jumped into the Chen family's compound, bending down to check the situation around him. Suddenly, the fire shone brightly, as bright as day. In an instant, Wang Yi was surrounded by a family member with a torch.

There were twelve torches, and there were naturally more people around him. Standing in the middle of the crowd was a man with a sturdy physique. Through the firelight, Wang Yi recognized this person, he was the owner of Chenjiazhuang and Chen Kezhao's father.

Chen Zhuang Master stepped forward and scolded loudly.

"Stinky boy, don't you know you, since you have escaped from the barracks, you should cherish your little life. Who knew that you didn't know what to do, and you went around slandering Chenjiazhuang's reputation. Now I am even more bold, I want to do something wrong in Chenjiazhuang at night, and if I don't kill you today, it is difficult to solve the hatred in my heart. ”

Chen Zhuang's aura is strong, and he is not angry and arrogant. Ordinary peasants can't pretend to be such a showman. As soon as Wang thought of his father, who had groveled all his life and died an unknown death, he suddenly became angry. If you were the previous Wang Yi, you would definitely be so frightened by the posture in front of you that you couldn't straighten your waist. And now, this voice that once frightened him continued to stimulate the flames of hatred in his heart. This time, he won't back down again. Wang Yi's eyes kept turning, trying to look into the darkness, firstly to make his eyes adjust to the firelight, and secondly, to feign timidity and let the enemy relax his vigilance. As for whether the enemy relaxed his vigilance because of this move, Wang Yi did not know, but he still achieved the first goal.

Wang Yi drew his saber and prepared to fight. The blade glowed blue in the light of the fire. With the hilt of his sword in one hand, the king looked in all directions, ready to deliver a fatal blow to his enemies at any moment. Suddenly, the Chen family's compound was murderous, and a bloody storm was about to come.

However, the people of Chenjiazhuang did not notice all this. After all, such a killing machine can only be felt by those who have fought bloodily on the battlefield. In their eyes, Wang Yi is just playing tricks. At least half of the people present knew Wang Yi, and most of them were older than Wang Yi.

When they grew beards, spent all day drinking in the village, and roosters and dogs stolen, Wang Yi was still a hairy boy who had not dried up. In this fierce folk state, without some real kung fu, you can't enter this Chen family compound as a guardian. In this way, they will not take Wang Yi in their eyes, Wang Yi's three-legged cat kung fu is just an axe in the notorious Chenjiazhuang. Finally, after a burst of laughter, they lifted their weapons and gradually narrowed the encirclement. With knives, shovels, tridents, and ghost-headed knives in one hand, and torches in the other, they slowly approached Wang Yi.

Although carrying torches was not conducive to fighting, they had to do it. If you can't see your enemy, how can you put your enemy to death? In the war-torn land of the Southern Barbarians, Wang Yi, as a soldier, received systematic military training. Therefore, although he has no martial arts, he is still more than enough to deal with ordinary pawns. And these rabble, who don't even know what the battle is, are naturally not a problem.

In today's battle, the outcome depends on how Wang Yi maintains his fighting style and rhythm while disintegrating the enemy's offensive. He wants to show them with his actions that the way of group fighting is no longer working. As long as Wang Yi can disrupt the opponent's rhythm and let them shoot at their own pace, he will be able to win the game. Wang Yi secretly made up his mind that he must beat them to the ground today and kneel to beg for mercy.

Chong at the front of the family held a ghost head knife, ruffled his hair, and Chong Wang Yi showed a disdainful smile. He is the infamous "mad dog Lu family". This man has a brutal temperament, and he began to kill people when he was just over eight years old, and the scar on his eye bears witness to all kinds of evil deeds.

Although he has restrained a lot after turning thirty, his eyes are still full of murderous energy. He once proudly said that no one in the world today dared to look at him. In his eyes, Wang Yi is just an ant that can be trampled to death with one foot.

The mad dog Lu family is also experienced in a hundred battles, and naturally knows that fighting does not rely on brute force or weapons, but on momentum. As long as the momentum is still there, no matter how big the injury is, it will not be affected by it. On the contrary, once you lose your momentum, you will collapse and be slaughtered like meat on a chopping board.

The mad dog Lu Jia noticed the murderous aura in Wang's eyes. He knew that people with this kind of eyes would definitely be difficult to deal with. However, after all, they were outnumbered, and with the strength of the crowd, the mad dog Lu family relaxed their vigilance.

Although the mad dog Lu family wanted to take him down in person, as the boss, in front of a group of subordinates, he couldn't come forward. Otherwise, not to mention the morale of his subordinates, if there is such a thing in the future, he will have to take action. Therefore, the mad dog Lu Jia suppressed the impulse in his heart and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to attack. He believed that the gang of people under his command could deal with Wang Yi in a few clicks.

However, things were not as simple as he thought. After receiving the order to attack, his men swarmed and rushed around Wang Yi, but they fell one by one in a burst of wailing, and finally Wang Yi stood in the crowd with a blood-stained sharp knife in his hand.

From the beginning, Wang Yi knew that even if he was beaten, he would take their lives one by one. It doesn't matter who the target is, the important thing is that he wants to kill a person in front of everyone, so as to achieve the goal of killing chickens and monkeys. In the face of everyone's attack, Wang Yi could not dodge, he had to face the enemy head-on in order to find a chance to kill the enemy.

At that time, a strong man rushed past with a shovel in his hand. However, he was not the target of Wang Yi's search. Wang Yi locked his gaze on another strong man holding a trident. After all, the threat of a trident is deadly compared to a shovel.

Wang leaned over to the strong man with the shovel in hand, and gently brushed his shoulder against him. Wang Yi's move greatly exceeded the other party's expectations, and the shovel that flew down naturally failed to hit the target, and grazed Wang Yi's back and flashed over. But Wang Yi took advantage of the situation and pressed his shoulder against his chest.

"Uh-!"

The strong man took a few steps back. Wang Yi ignored him, but with the elastic force generated by hitting the strong man's body, he suddenly turned around and pounced towards the strong man holding the trident. Wang Yi's goal was him from the beginning.

The trident is a long-handled weapon that resembles a fishing fork and comes in a wide variety. Among them, the handle length of five feet is called a fork, and the length of more than two zhang is called palladium or boring. Dealing with this weapon requires a certain amount of skill. Normally, the person holding this weapon holds the center of the handle with his left hand, and stabs the enemy with his right hand at a distance of one foot from the center of the handle. The blow was fatal, but it also had its weaknesses.

If you can kill with one blow, you will naturally have no worries, but if you are dodged by the other party and then approach the halberd wielder, danger will follow. At that time, the halberd wielder could only take a step back and attack after ensuring a safe distance, or swing his halberd to sweep the enemy. There is no other way. The structure of the human body and the length of the spear make it difficult for the trident to be used as easily as a knife or sword, and to make reasonable judgments at the right time.

Wang Yi naturally understands this truth. And the strong man in front of him is unlikely to have been trained to use the trident correctly. Wang Yi decided to take advantage of this weakness to fight back. The strong man pounced on him with his halberd, Wang Yi flashed to the right, quickly took three steps forward, shortened the distance with the strong man, and slashed his right arm with a sword, and blood gushed out along the wound.

With a "ding" sound, the trident fell to the ground. And the broken arm, still holding the weapon tightly and not letting go. Zhuang Ding was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react, rolling on the ground with his wound in his arms, and letting out a terrible wail. This scene made the other strong men stop attacking. Apparently, they were frightened by the tragic situation in front of them. In the crowd, Wang Yi stretched out his blood-stained blade to Lord Chen, completely ignoring the strong man who was dying in pain on the side.