With the scolding, the mountain wind on Crouching Tiger Gang is still cold, but the field is almost like to condense into ice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm so bold, I want to see who can break my Hu Mazi into ten thousand pieces. The black-faced man's eyes widened, the iron spear in his hand was pestle, and his majestic burly body stood upright.

This Hu Mazi is a notorious bandit on Crouching Tiger Hills, accustomed to being alone, looting past merchants. A set of soul-breaking marksmanship in his hand is rampant, and there is never a living mouth under the gun, who is not kowtowing to him on weekdays and begging for mercy, and how dare he touch his tiger whiskers.

The Iron Sword Tower and the Mochizuki Villa gang also drew out their swords and stepped forward to face each other, and the situation was tense in an instant, and it was about to erupt.

"Ji Lao, Luo Yi, don't be rude, He Dart Tou has arranged for Xiang to preside over this dart, and everything has my own plans. ”

Xiang Zhihe pressed the two of them to sit down, and then turned around and said: "You guys take a break from the fire and dissipate the gas, the dart goods are the things entrusted by others, how did Xiang do it." If you want to borrow this dart silver, why don't you go north with the dart team, go to the Dragon Court, and then borrow it from the master of Tuoba Gate?"

The dart box is indeed the annual tax of the Qinglongtang, and according to the practice of previous years, the annual tax of the Qinglongtang has always been escorted in person. After all, this Beicang is the foundation of Qinglong Hall, and under the prestige, it has never been lost.

But why is it only this year that the dart game is splendid? Longting is not a dart game that often takes the route, so why does He Dart Head take this dangerous and unusual silver dart? Xiang Zhihe was puzzled. It's a pity that he can't decide about the darts, his task is to hand over the darts to his employer, and then return to Luocheng safely with the dart team.

More than 20 dart cars swaggered through the market, which inevitably attracted ill-intentioned people, which he had already expected. But the leakage of this dart information has now led to the competition of various major forces, but he did not expect it.

"Xiang Dart Master is talking like this, is he bullying us as three-year-old children? Today's dart, Tie Jian Lou is bound to win, I advise Xiang Dart Master not to be lucky. Tong Yinian's eyes were cold.

Xiang Zhihe gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "You blatantly robbed the dart goods of the Dragon and Tiger Gate, aren't you afraid of attracting the thunderous wrath of the Tuoba Sect Master?"

In the rivers and lakes of the Northland, the Iron Sword Tower and the Dragon Tiger Gate already have a deep grudge, Tong Yinian, as the hall master of the Iron Sword Tower, how could he be threatened by this words. What's more, now that the two major forces have joined forces with Mochizuki Villa to rob the dart, there is even more fear in his heart.

I saw him casually brushing off the rice grains stuck to his chest, and sneered: "What kind of thing is Longhumen, a group of murderers in the market, in Luocheng Xing is allowed to be the emperor of the earth, but in this northern rivers and lakes, my iron sword building has not been afraid of it for decades." ”

Xiang Zhihe's heart gradually cooled, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to save this dart today. Before going north, he had a general understanding of the forces in the rivers and lakes in Beicang, although Tong Yinian and Xu Jun were not top masters today, their status was almost the same as that of He Darthead, and their skills were probably not something that he and Old Man Ji could deal with.

"It's boring again, man, and some beef. The black-faced man put the iron gun aside and sat down again.

"The guest officer forgives me, the beef shop is not very stocked, but when I met you today, I have already finished eating. From the back kitchen came the sound of a man trembling. The guy had already fled to the back kitchen and hid just now, and when he heard the greeting, he didn't dare to refuse, for fear of being slashed by the murderer.

"Oh, then I'll go get some ready-made. ”

The black-faced man ignored everyone's gaze and swaggered out of the store. All they heard was a quick and brief neighing of horses outside the shop, and within a quarter of an hour the black-faced man walked into the shop carrying a dead, skinned horse, whose head had been cut off and its entrails hollowed out, leaving only a bloodied body and limbs.

Everyone saw that his flesh and blood were blurred and dirty, and they couldn't help but feel sick to their stomachs.

The black-faced man didn't care, and when he arrived at the counter, he threw the dead horse on the ground at will, and said, "Man, take it and fry it while it's hot to drink, although Lao Tzu eats a lot of meat, I haven't tasted the fresh horse meat from the south." ”

When everyone heard this, they felt that their eyes were about to split. The horses and the dart masters of this dart cart have the deepest relationship, and they take care of them very carefully on weekdays. Just like a farmer in the mountains who ploughed his own oxen, he couldn't bear to eat it when he died, but he didn't expect this wicked man to kill him in front of everyone.

The Xu Protector of Mochizuki Villa didn't speak for a long time, and at this time, the smile on his face stretched out slightly, and he comforted him with a kind face: "Forget it, it's just a horse, you don't have to be too sad." Now this dart silver thing is much more important than the dead horse. ”

"The darts and silver outside are not necessarily clean things, let alone life-saving money. Longhumen did some murderous and bloodless deeds in Luocheng, and it could be widely spread in the north. The noble dart bureau lost all this dirty silver, but there is no need to blame itself. ”

The smile on the corner of Xu Protector's mouth was even better: "I also hope that the dart master will focus on the overall situation, Jin Ge is in chaos, this team of darts has three long and two short, even if you are lucky enough to escape back to Luocheng, in front of fifty or sixty orphans and widows, I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain." If the money is gone, you can earn it again, but if this life is gone...... Which is more important, Xiang Dart Master has to think clearly. ”

"Today, you are really insulting, what if Xiang doesn't give up this dart?" asked Master Xiang through gritted teeth.

"Iron swords are everywhere, chickens and dogs are not left. I will open your door first. ”

Before the words fell, the long sword in his hand was thrown out quickly, and he actually pierced the body of Zhao Dart Master next to him, and the powerful sword power pulled his body and flew straight away.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, and it was too late to save it, so he had to watch Zhao Dart Master being nailed to the wooden wall, his body trembling slightly, and he swallowed his last breath.

Xiang Dartmaster's eyes were split, and his face was full of pain: "Brothers, brothers of the Splendid Dart Bureau, collected the corpse for Zhao Dart Master and abandoned the dart. ”

All the darts present stared at the Tong Yinian with sad and angry faces, and no one had the intention of leaving.

"That's it, tsk, you Sven people have better mouths than knives. Then I'll go pick up two boxes at random, and you'll divide the rest among yourself. ”

After the black-faced man finished speaking, he picked up the iron gun and walked towards the warehouse outside the inn without looking back, just to the door.

Suddenly, I heard the young man shouting just now, and his voice was clear, like a night bird startling.

"Then I'll break you into pieces first!"

Everyone saw that the young man's right hand pulled out a snake-shaped short sword from his waist, and with his left hand, he gently put down the little fox in his arms, patted the tabletop, and his body bolted out, swinging at the door like a phoenix, and he had sat back on the original chair.

When I looked at it again, there was an unkempt head on the wine table, and his round eyes had not yet closed, and his expression was as usual.

Everyone stared at the black-faced man at the door, only to see that at the end of Qingfeng, red blood gushed out from the broken neck, and after a few breaths, the burly body fell down with a bang, raising dust all over the ground.

In this fleeting moment, Old Man Ji and Xiang Dart Master were both startled, and everyone in the audience was even more cold, looking down at their necks, thinking that if the sword hit them, they didn't know what the situation would be now.

The proud young man sat on the wooden bench for a long time, and carefully wiped the three-inch Qingfeng in his hand with a rag.

He asked lightly: "This dart, are you still robbed?"