Su Zhuo finally understood, it turned out that what was going on was just a disguise, and the purpose was to kill himself!

The eyes of the 100 people around him were all staring at Su Zhuo, as if they were afraid that he would disappear out of thin air. What's even more incredible about the www.biquge.info is that these people are all dressed as ordinary people, either hawkers or craftsmen. Some are carrying bamboo baskets, some are carrying signboards for writing letters on their backs, and some are holding hexagram-counting banners, as if the three religions and nine streams, three hundred and sixty lines, all have gathered.

Su Zhuo suddenly remembered the assassination on the outskirts of Qiantang. If those men in black were a sharp knife with a cold light, then now these people are like sharp blades hidden in their sleeves!

Different means, the same desperate situation! Su Zhuo sighed, and his originally relaxed mood suddenly became extremely heavy.

This time no one listened to him. The men who carried the burden stabbed Su Zhuo's horse to death, and without saying a word, he waved his arm again, and the short knife in his hand beckoned to Su Zhuo's chest and abdomen.

Su Zhuo's face sank like water, and his eyes were not shocked, even with a sense of coldness. He didn't seem to see the daggers. He just watched the white horse slowly lose its vitality, and sighed: "This horse has been with me for half a month, carrying me thousands of miles." I was going to wash it up today and feed it some good hay. You just killed it?"

Several people who raided couldn't help but be stunned. Although they had heard of Su Zhuo, they didn't expect that the other party was a nerd. He couldn't protect himself, and he was still thinking about a horse.

However, they were just stunned, and the knife in their hands had already revealed flaws. Su Zhuo stretched out his hand and flicked it, and there were already seven or eight more knives in his hand. Those people were slightly stunned, and the knife in their hands was gone. But before they could notice it, the sword-wielding hand was sent forward.

This situation was very strange, and a group of people took the initiative to send their hands to the blade in Su Zhuo's hand. Hearing only a few cries of pain, the men around them threw down their burdens, covered their injured arms, and hurriedly retreated into the crowd.

Su Zhuo did not pursue, and coldly threw the knife in his hand to the ground. The small spot where he was standing was already stained red with horse and human blood, and even the soles of his shoes were soaked with blood.

No one thought that as soon as Su Zhuo made a move, he would be able to injure seven or eight good players in a row. But though they were not frightened, when the wounded retreated into the crowd, they were immediately bandaged and treated. A circle of people in the back crowded to the front.

Su Zhuo glanced at it coldly, and saw that there were several craftsmen in front of him. Some are sharpening knives, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a whetstone in the other. There are also two carpenters who carry ink fountains and planers. Another person had a bamboo pole in his hand, and he couldn't tell what he was doing for a living.

These people made all the unorganized moves, and just beckoned Su Zhuo with the tools in their hands.

Su clumsy waved the sleeves of his robe, and suddenly the sharpener's kitchen knife looked at the carpenter's shoulder, and the carpenter's ink fountain smashed a bag on the forehead of the bamboo pole.

The group was wounded and cried out in pain. However, someone immediately filled it in later, and it seemed to be endless, endless, even if the last person was exhausted, Su Zhuo would be exhausted to death!

The people wandering on the street only saw the crowd in front of them, noisy and shouting, and did not know what was the excitement. They stood by and watched for a while, but they couldn't see why, so they shook their heads and left. No one would have thought that the center of this group of people is fighting for life and death!

Su Zhuo had already repelled three waves of attacks, but these people attacked and defended in moderation, and retreated when they were frustrated, neither in love with war, nor would they let Su Zhuo get benefits. And there are many of them, going forward and successively, endlessly, making it clear that they want to live and die in a wheel array.

A drop of sweat dripped from the corner of Su Zhuo's forehead, and there was no peace in his heart. Even in the face of this rabble, even if you know that no one here can beat you with a move and a half. He knew full well that he was once again in a desperate situation.

This time, there were three more people who stepped forward to attack, and their encirclement was also reduced by a few points, and it was almost about to stick to Su Zhuo. Su Zhuo had no doubt that if it weren't for the corpse of a dead horse on the ground, these people would definitely be pervasive and squeeze themselves to death.

There is a burden in my heart, and there is hesitation when I make a move. Su Zhuo let out a long sigh, although he once again repelled a few charioters, but there was no joy of victory. Because he already felt that this time the shot was not as powerful as the previous ones.

This is not because Su Zhuo's martial arts are not good, but it is a matter of mentality. This is the same as playing chess, although he keeps eating the opponent's chess pieces, but his original sharp edge is also under the entanglement of the opponent step by step, and then declines, and then exhausts.

It's going to be worse if it goes on like this. Su Zhuo said to himself in his heart.

But he was helpless, even if he wanted to kill, that group of people had already learned to be obedient, and they often retreated immediately, not giving Su Zhuo a chance at all. Su Zhuo took advantage of the moment of respite from the other party's substitution and glanced up.

The surroundings are surrounded by water, but there will always be no one to stop them overhead, right? Su Zhuo muttered to himself in his heart.

He is a person who can bend and stretch, and will not make unnecessary sacrifices because of a momentary will. At this moment, he knew that he would never be able to get a benefit from this group of people, and he had already retreated.

As long as you jump out of the encirclement, with your own light skills, this group of people will definitely not be able to catch up!

However, this group of people seemed to have seen through what Su Zhuo was thinking. At the moment when Su Zhuo's toes left the ground, a fishing net suddenly spread out from the crowd and spread towards Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo's body soared five or six feet into the air, and then he crashed into the fishing net. The nets were spread, and a hundred and ten people pulled together. No matter how strong Su Zhuo's internal strength is, it can't withstand the strength of nearly a hundred people. What's more, he was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow, and was caught by a fishing net.

The nets were not woven with ordinary silk threads, but were made of extremely tough metal wires. Su Zhuo pulled hard, but he couldn't destroy it in the slightest. And the barbs and spikes on the net, hooking Su Zhuo's clothes, can't be pulled away.

The fishing nets became tighter and tighter, and Su Zhuo's arm gradually became unable to be used. At this time, he suddenly felt a sore waist. A bamboo cane stretched out from the crowd and stabbed him hard in the kidney. This pain pierced his heart, and Su Zhuo couldn't help but bend down.

At this critical moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. And the sound of the horse's hooves was heavy, not that the hooves of one horse could be so heavy, but at least two horses. What's even more amazing is that the steps of the two horses overlap each other, as if they were a horse galloping.

Su Zhuo couldn't see the outside, but the outermost people suddenly stirred. The commotion soon spread inside. Suddenly, everyone couldn't care about Su Zhuo, and hurriedly scattered all over the street.

The crowd was divided, and Su Zhuo had time to tear the fishing net off his body. When he looked back, he saw two sturdy horses pulling a carriage and galloping towards him. If it was an ordinary carriage, it would never let the group of people scatter and flee. I saw that the whole body of the carriage was made of fine iron, and there were spikes sticking out of the wheels and carriages, and the cold light was shining. As the carriage sped away, the blades became even more terrifying.

Su Zhuo was stunned for a while, and completely forgot to dodge. And the carriage went on a rampage, scattering the crowd. Coming to Su Zhuo, the two galloping horses stood up and stopped three feet away. (To be continued.) )