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These dozen or so people are more or less asking for the Tang family, so they will listen to Tang Gaoge's words and intercept people here. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The thin man looked curiously at the man in red fur who was gritted his teeth by the young master of the Tang family and said that he wanted to give him a color, and said that it was strange, this man in red fur looked good-looking, and he looked like a scholar, but ordinary scholars were so frightened that they peed their pants when they saw the Pu knife in their hands, even if they were not so exaggerated, their faces were pale, but this red fur was a casual and lazy look, and he couldn't think of such a profound word as fearless, but in his heart, he felt that this red man was arrogant enough.

Obviously, over the years, the Tang family has done a lot of bad things, and these people have formed a tacit understanding when they see each other, and after glancing at each other, they silently surrounded Jiang Yangsheng.

Although these people seem to be walking leisurely, they don't seem to be approaching Jiang Yangsheng with a strong purpose, at this time they are more like tourists walking on the bank of the Qinhuai River to enjoy the scenery, constantly approaching Jiang Yangsheng.

Jiang Yangsheng knew very well in his heart that the gloomy and murderous aura that was so thick that it couldn't be dispersed on their bodies prematurely exposed the purpose of these people.

A killer, if he can't hide the strong murderous aura on his body well, then this killer will not live long.

When Jiang Yangsheng collided with the dozen or so people who were coming towards him for the first time, a gloomy sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He roughly knew that the clumsy method of assassination of this group of people was roughly to pretend not to know each other, and then create a physical friction collision, and strike sharply at the moment of collision, striving to kill with one blow.

Originally, this group of people thought that this handsome boy in a red flag was an easy character to handle, and he naturally earned it when he encountered such an errand that was easy to assassinate.

Just as the guy whose shoulders collided with the red man was secretly happy and a sharp dagger slipped out of his cuffs, a huge force suddenly came from the red man's shoulder, and then he only felt that the sky was dark, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, and then his body was inexplicably weightless, and then his thoughts were blank, and he died.

The shot was so fast that the dozen or so people around didn't see what was happening clearly, and his accomplice flew upside down into the Qinhuai River not far away, and he didn't even splash the second splash, obviously dead.

A master of the rank.

In this group of cannon fodder hired by the Tang family, it seems that the family can have any self-cultivation, it is nothing more than being as unruly as the eldest young master of the Tang family, let alone learning martial arts, all of them are expensive young masters and young grandmothers, who are willing to suffer and endure hardships to learn martial arts?

However, the skill of this red-furred man is not one or two points higher than that of ordinary plastered children.

Obviously, in order to practice martial arts, he has suffered a lot in order to get this good style.

The first reaction of several people was not the accomplice who fell into the river and whose life and death were unknown, but surrounded the red-furred man in the center of them in an instant, in case he killed him again.

After a rough look at the dozen or so people around, Jiang Yangsheng smiled, this Tang Gaoge really looked down on himself, and actually sent such a few ordinary people to come over to send him away, among these dozen people, only one person entered the ranks, and a few of the remaining ten people did not look like people on the rivers and lakes at all, but more like gangsters and ruffians in the streets and alleys.

Tang Gaoge obviously didn't think that Jiang Yangsheng, who had a very unusual appearance, was a practitioner, so he just found such a few ruffians and hooligans who were known for their ruthlessness in Shili and Eight Counties to teach him a lesson.

Before a few people knew what was going on, they saw that the accomplice who took the lead plunged into the Qinhuai River, and he didn't even turn out a bubble, and more than a dozen people sank in their hearts at the moment, knowing that the boy on the other side was obviously not good at stubble.

"Sure enough, there are some means. ”

At this time, the only one in this group of people who entered the rank of the rivers and lakes walked out, this person's appearance was very hideous, his face was covered with hideous and terrifying scars, and the new or old scars crawled all over his face like withered vines, if he was not careful, he could not even see his appearance and facial features, so he was called 'faceless mad dog' in the Qinhuai River, which roughly means that he bites people like mad dogs.

In fact, people who have a little skill in the rivers and lakes will isolate themselves from the word gangster, because in everyone's cognition, gangsters are nothing more than relying on ruthlessness to stand on their feet, which is a very disdainful thing in the eyes of people who practice martial arts.

At the moment, his eyes were gloomy and walked out, in fact, as a ruffian who is known for his ruthlessness and viciousness, what he wants to do is nothing more than to be a messenger for the Tang family, although in the eyes of many people, he is a beautiful Qin Huai boss, but in the eyes of the Tang family, he is just a lackey, when he is brought out to bite people, he will bite people, and when he should bark, he will bark, and he will bark when he should bark, and he is the bottom guest of the Qin family.

Of course, this kind of person's life is the most conscientious, for fear of making the big man unhappy, so he did a lot of vicious things for his minions in order to please the eldest young master of the Qin family.

Once or twice, he may have a mustache, but the more times he has become numb, and the little conscience he still retained at the beginning has gradually disappeared with time.

A person who rose to the top by selling his life and selling ruthlessly chose to forget his roots when he became famous, and became an insensitive pawn and minions.

The lackey of the Qin family walked out, stretched his muscles, and pointed to the long sword that Jiang Yangsheng had been hanging from his waist with a sneer, which seemed to mean that he wanted Jiang Yangsheng to draw his sword and have a good fight with him.

Jiang Yangsheng was noncommittal, and immediately obeyed the meaning of the Tang family's dog's legs, and pulled out the Qingque Sword.

"Sure enough, it is a good sword, this sword is the best sword I have seen so far except for the one in the Tang family's treasury, if it is dedicated to Young Master Tang, it will definitely be exchanged for a lot of real money. ”

The man muttered to himself, his eyes burning with greed, and his voice was hoarse, almost ghostly, like the roar of a beast behind the wind of an empty mountain.

"It's a thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead. ”

Many people have coveted the long sword on their waists, which makes Jiang Yangsheng have a headache, the small shrimp is easy to clean up, but it is difficult to send the dragon across the river.

"Kill me, this sword is yours. ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled, and his tone seemed to be as relaxed as that of an old friend.

"It's easy to kill you. ”

Jiang Yangsheng didn't speak, although there were more than a dozen evil slaves of the Tang family standing opposite, but there was only one who did a little bit of work, as long as he was sent away, those were easy to say.

The man slipped out of his cuff and slipped out a dagger made of bronze, the bronze dagger, in the current rivers and lakes is really that kind of rare existence, unless it is a special fetish for bronze or there is a difference in the forging skills of bronze weapons, otherwise few people will use bronze to make weapons, the main thing is because it is not as solid as steel.

The moment he saw the bronze dagger, Jiang Yangsheng was a little surprised in his heart, but it was only limited to surprise.

He pressed his hands on the hilt of the green sparrow's sword, and suddenly drew his long sword.

The moment Jiang Yangsheng pulled out the long sword, the tip of the Qingque Sword instantly collided with the dagger that rushed in front of him.

What a speed!

Even Jiang Yangsheng had to be surprised by the speed of this ugly evil slave, although the two were only a dozen steps apart, but this person's speed was so fast that Jiang Yangsheng almost didn't react and was close to him.

Jiang Yangsheng instinctively raised his vigilance, this person's speed was extraordinary.

'Bell-', the tip of the Qingque sword and the bronze dagger made a very short collision, this force is even very subtle, controlled by the two in a force that is like nothing, the point is up, the dagger hit the Qingque that has just been unsheathed and then quickly withdrew, and then the short dagger along the back of the sword, is to disarm.

Jiang Yangsheng turned his backhand, but his wrist was intertwined with the faceling's wrist.

The man sneered, but with a flick of his wrist, a force struck, and the two of them collapsed away in an instant, each retreating a few steps.

There are some means.

Jiang Yang said in his heart.

Because with his current strength, it is impossible for some ordinary newcomers to the rivers and lakes to be so closely entangled with him.

He is a swordsman himself, and he can't let the person with the dagger get close, once he fights in close quarters, he will have a lot of pressure, and then the advantage of the Qingque Sword will instantly turn into a disadvantage, making his situation unfavorable.

Stretching it to a distance that is beneficial to oneself can better play the advantages of the Qingque Sword in his hand, this is one thing that Jiang Yangsheng knows very well in his heart.

Seeing that Jiang Yangsheng wanted to fly back and retreat, the faceless man sneered at the corner of his mouth, he sneered at the fact that this young man had been putting on an arrogant look before, obviously not putting himself in his eyes, but now he was a little caught off guard by a blow, and this kind of cheerful psychology of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger made him very useful.

"The moment you know your arrogance hastens your death. ”

The corners of the Faceling's mouth curled into a grim smile.

It was the hoarse voice of the roofer who sounded again.

Jiang Yangsheng turned over and took a few steps back, attacked with his sword, and protected it on his chest, because at this time, the unusually sharp bronze dagger was stabbing at his chest.

It was still a direct retraction if the blow was missed, because the Facelings also knew that if the bronze dagger collided with the Qingque Sword, there would be only one end, and that was the dagger breaking.

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