Chapter 50: A Knife

The two men looked almost identical, except that the person on the left was pale, while the person on the right was as black as the bottom of a pot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

They all moved very slowly, slowly took off their cloaks, slowly folded them, slowly walked across the counter, and then, the two of them slowly walked together in front of No Regrets!

The restaurant was a lot quieter all of a sudden.

No regrets sighed and said, "Are the two of you here to find you?"

The pale-faced man suddenly said: "You are Wu Xiaohai, you have committed a crime, someone has asked for your head for 50,000 taels of silver, and if you know each other, you will be arrested obediently, otherwise you will feel good." ā€

As soon as this remark came out, Wu regret already knew who they sent to hunt down and kill him, except for the Sheng family in Changsha City, it seems that there is no one else, because only in the Sheng family, he is named Wu Xiaohai, it seems that they still haven't let go, but I don't know what Sheng Nanqiao meant, or what his son Sheng Lang meant.

The white face spoke in a sharp and rapid voice, like the voice of a poisonous snake, but he didn't care, and continued to drink his own wine.

The dark-faced man sneered: "Boy, be obedient and self-judged, otherwise we will make you worse than dead" As soon as the words fell, his right hand shook, and a pitch-black and slender soft sword appeared in front of people's eyes, and he shook again, this belt-like soft sword has trembled straight.

Everyone in the martial arts knows that general soft weapons are particularly difficult to practice, and they often injure themselves by mistake in fights, so unless they have high skills, they can control soft weapons, and the black face shocked everyone present with just that hand.

The fast sword next to Tuesday, for fear of being misunderstood, hurriedly interjected: "You are looking for this kid, we are not familiar with him, you talk" Before he finished speaking, the black snake-like sword in the man's hand had wrapped around his neck, and the hilt of the sword was lightly raised, and Tuesday's head suddenly jumped out of thin air.

Then, a stream of blood flag flowers rushed out of his neck, causing the person's head to flip over two more times in mid-air, and then the blood rained down and sprinkled on Zhuge Lei's body little by little.

The black-faced man who had finished killing people with "noise" spit out two words casually, and his kung fu made everyone in the dining hall look straight in the eyes, and the timid even began to tremble their bodies.

The white-faced hand shook, and there was a soft sword like a poisonous snake in his palm, but the sword light was as dazzling as a white rainbow, he flashed his sword in the wind, pointed at him without regrets and said proudly: "Being able to die under my sword is also a blessing for you to cultivate!"

Their eyes were fixed on Regretless's face like a snake, but Regretless was drinking their wine intently, as if they couldn't understand what they were saying.

Bai Yan glanced up and down at him a few times, and then looked at the knife behind him, and suddenly laughed wildly, he had never seen such a funny thing in his life, he said without regrets: "Look at your appearance, you should be a newcomer, or a rookie, in this case, Uncle Ben will do a good job, as long as you can do it according to my example, Uncle promised not to kill you today"

After saying that, his sword light flashed, and it seemed that he was about to scratch the candle on the counter, but the sword light passed, and the candle still did not move.

Everyone thought it was a little strange, but the white face had already blown out at this time, and the candle was suddenly divided into seven sections, and the sword light flashed again, and the seven sections of candles were all put on the sword, and the last section of the light flame flickered, and the candle flame was still not extinguished, and it turned out that he had cut the candle into seven pieces with a sword.

The white face asked proudly, "Do you think my sword is still fast?"

There was no expression on his face without regrets, but he still replied, "Soon." ā€

The white face sneered, "How are you?"

Wu regret shook his head and said, "My knife is not used to sharpen candles. ā€

The white face said: "Then what are you doing with this broken copper and iron?"

Without regret, he took the long knife from his back, held the hilt of the knife in his hand, and said word by word: "My knife is used to kill!"

The white-faced Gege smiled: "Kill, who can you kill?"

No regrets: "Like you!"

The people in the dining hall saw a flash of the knife, and the blade had already cut through the throat of the white face.

No one could see how his knife cut through the throat of the white face, and no one could see how the knife was unsheathed and how it was returned to the sheath.

It's so fast!

Nothing was bleeding from the fast.

Wu regrets smiled, glared at the white face and said, "Is your sword fast?" or my sword is fast!"

The white face made a 'gege' sound in his throat, every muscle on his face was throbbing, his nostrils gradually expanded, his mouth opened wide, and his tongue stretched out.

Blood was dripping from the tip of his tongue.

The black snake's sword had been raised, but he didn't dare to stab it, the sweat on his face kept flowing down, and the sword in his palm kept trembling.

Blood arrows marked out from the throat of the white face, and he spat out a muffled breath, and roared, "You ......."

After this roar, his people fell in the face.

After killing the white face, he had no regrets, turned his head, looked at the black snake and said, "The surname Sheng who bought my head is surnamed Xin, or both?"

The black snake even had his lips trembling and said, "The surname is Sheng."

"Do you still want to keep asking for my head"?

"I don't want to" Black Snake's face was all distorted, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he thought it was a beautiful trip, but he never thought it would be a fatal life, the white face was dead, and he didn't want to leave his little life here.

"How?

"Hmm".

"The rivers and lakes are in trouble, do you think you can get out"?

"How do you know if you don't try?" After the black snake finished speaking, he swung his sword and attacked without regrets.

In the face of the attacking black snake, Wu regret did not use the Heavenly Sword stunt, but used a modified Seven Tiger Sword Technique.

With a flash of the knife, the black snake fell to the ground, and a huge bloody cut on its chest was so eye-catching.

With one move or a knife, the famous killer Blue Blood Twin Snakes died in the hands of No Regrets.

took back the long knife, glared at Zhuge Lei, who was still standing in front of the table, and said, "Do you still want my table?"

That Zhuge Lei was already frightened stupid, his teeth were fighting, and he couldn't speak, he just nodded desperately, and then realized that something was wrong, and shook his head desperately.

No regrets didn't continue to pay attention to them, after paying the bill, he went out, who would have thought, just when he was about to step out of the door with his front feet, Zhuge Lei suddenly swept up and stabbed a sword into the heart of No Regrets.

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce his heart, who knew that at this moment, Zhuge Lei suddenly roared, jumped up six feet high, and the sword in his hand also flew out of his hand and inserted it into the roof beam.

The silk spike of the hilt of the sword was still trembling, Zhuge Lei covered his throat with both hands, his eyes were about to bulge, and a trace of blood flowed out of his fingers.

originally wanted to end the matter without regrets, but he didn't expect that the Sheng family would send a killer to chase and kill him, he suddenly made a decision and decided to go to the Sheng family again to see what they were going to do.

(Unconsciously, from the first chapter uploaded to now, it has been 100,000 words, and it feels a little incredible to think about it, and the current number of clicks and collections of this book is pitiful.)