The night was hazy, the wind was high and the moon was dark, the vast desert was silent, and the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a beautiful day of murder and robbery.

Ye Haowen smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth, and with his left hand, he pulled out a small snake-shaped short sword from his waist, and plunged it into Peng Yu's lower abdomen like a lightning snake.

There is a saying in weapons: an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous. The first half of the sentence is easy to understand, the longer the weapon, the wider the attack range, and the greater the power, and the shorter the weapon, the closer it must be to the opponent in order to attack, and the faster the action and the greater the risk when fighting.

But at the same time, the advantages of short weapons are that they are easy to carry, flexible and weird, hidden and killing, easy to attack and difficult to defend, and can quickly defeat the enemy to death.

At this moment, the two bodies were only a foot apart, and the sword came suddenly, Peng Yu didn't have time to react at all, and the small sword had been inserted into the left waist, without the hilt.

Peng Yu was suddenly a little sluggish, he couldn't imagine that this Ye Haowen was so vicious, there was no deep hatred between the two, and it was okay to fight and insult a few words on weekdays, it was all because he was a teenager and ignorant. After all, everyone is still the same brother, no matter how ruthless the words are, it will be over, how could he have thought that he was really going to kill himself.

A sharp pain that he had never felt before stimulated his body, and instantly made him burst out with incredible power. Between the lightning and flint, more than a dozen serial collapse fists hit Ye Haowen's chest like a mountain.

Ye Haowen's sword succeeded, hitting Peng Yu hard, and he was secretly proud in his heart, who expected that the other party would suddenly burst out, and in an instant, he was imprinted on his chest without reservation by more than ten heavy punches. Peng Yu's punches were struck out when he was on the verge of death, with the momentum of thunder, his strength far exceeded the limit of his body, and he was afraid that the power was only several times that of ordinary training, not to mention flesh and blood, even a boulder would be shattered.

Ye Haowen's body seemed to be suddenly drained, and his entire chest collapsed softly. The pupils in his eyes gradually dilated, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, like a fish thrown ashore. Maybe I wanted to shout for help, maybe I wanted to say a few words, but unfortunately I couldn't make any sound. His sternum had been shattered by the thunderous fist just now, and the heart, liver, spleen, and lungs in the chest cavity were dislocated and broken, even if the gods were afraid in the world, they could not do anything.

The weird smile on Ye Haowen's face had not completely dissipated, with a hint of disbelief and unwillingness.

He couldn't believe that he had been beaten to the ground by a young man who had just entered the martial arts, his life was infinitely exciting, he still had a lot of money to spend, and even more unwillingly, he was still very young and didn't want to die in obscurity.

He wanted to regret it, regretted that he wanted this secluded desert, regretted that he had provoked this helpless stranger, but it was too late.

In a moment, it was as if his limbs had completely lost their strength, and his body fell limply into the sand. Bright red blood gushed out of his mouth, and in an instant he was sucked up by the dry sand on the ground, and his eyes were wide and he looked at the sky, but all he saw was darkness, not a trace of light.

The snake-shaped short sword was still inserted in Peng Yu's waist, swaying gently with the ups and downs of his breath.

Peng Yu looked down, and the short sword was inserted from the top three points of the right pelvis, piercing the colon, cutting the right colonic branch vein, and almost piercing the body. The punches just now tugged at the abdominal muscles, and the blood was squeezed and flowed out of the wound, staining the gray linen with a large dark red.

He reached out and lightly touched the delicate hilt of his sword, trying to pull the short sword out. He didn't want a sharp pain to hit him so much that he didn't dare to pull it out anymore. In fact, when a large foreign body pierces the body, it is most taboo to pull it out rashly, because the foreign body has a compressive effect on the injured organs in the body and avoids a large amount of blood loss.

The world is lonely, and the three people who were still alive and arrogant just now are lying quietly on the ground at this moment, without a little sound. Peng Yu glanced at it lightly, and didn't care about the lives of a few people, and he didn't want the padded jacket on the ground, so he took a few steps forward in pain.

It's good that he didn't leave, but after this walk, he once again pulled the short sword in his body, and the short sword twisted in the muscles and intestines brought severe pain, as well as the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss inside and outside, which made him almost faint to the ground.

His eyelids were so heavy that he didn't seem to have slept for days. But he knew that he couldn't sleep, and that he might never wake up, and that severe blood loss would kill him silently.

He could only slow down, picked up a sea buckthorn branch in the bushes next to him, supported his body and slowly moved towards Luocheng step by step, leaving a faint blood mark behind him, which was covered by the wind and sand in a blink of an eye.

Luocheng at the end of winter, the time has just arrived. On South Street, there is probably still a bustling atmosphere of brilliant lights and drunken dreams, but this Xicheng District is already deserted. The tall walls blocked the moonlight, the low houses on the streets were dark, and the empty streets were filled with only wild dogs wandering in search of food, but the cold wind that permeated everywhere, like an empty city that fell into dead silence.

Suddenly, at the far corner of the street, a vague figure appeared, as if drunk, stumbling against the courtyard wall on the side of the street.

This figure is Peng Yu who escaped from the sand valley outside the city, and this road is only seven or eight kilometers, but it seems that there is no end to it.

He didn't know how long he had been gone, and now he couldn't feel the pain in his body, the blood in his body seemed to be drained, and his consciousness was in a confused and chaotic state. The sea buckthorn branches picked up in the bushes had long since broken, and only the most primitive survival instinct was left, which supported him to get here.

Under the four gilded characters of the splendid dart game, two heavy iron doors were closed.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The knock on the door was not loud, but it was heard very clearly in the quiet night.

The old watchman who kept vigil opened his sleepy eyes and muttered impatiently: "Who, what are you knocking on in the middle of the night, and you don't let people sleep." ”

After grinding for a long time, he put on a thick cotton jacket and walked slowly towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind hit, and he shivered from the cold, quickly tightened his padded jacket, and turned his head to look at the door.

I saw a young man with a pale face and covered in blood lying on the ground on the left side of the door of the dart game, with a sword hilt exposed on his waist, and he seemed to be completely lifeless.

When this kid goes in and out of the dart game every day these days, he always has to say hello to him happily, and he is very favored, who wants to suddenly become like this.

"Kill, dead, come, come, who's going to help this poor child......" The old man let out a terrible cry as if he had seen a ghost, and the silent night was pierced, and the wild dogs roaming the streets all responded with a few snorts.