It was already noon, and the scorching sun still couldn't change the coldness in her body.

I saw this man's miserable white face, without the slightest expression, as if nothing could touch his heart. But those eyes were frighteningly sharp and frighteningly cold, and as soon as he entered, the air in the room seemed to freeze suddenly, and none of the diners dared to speak.

This man came in, and the indescribable cold-blooded style was enough to make anyone tremble.

Even those who felt sluggish were stimulated by his murderous aura and became cold hands and feet.

This is a murderous aura that can only be cultivated after killing many people.

This person's swordsmanship may not have reached the pinnacle, but in terms of murderous aura, there may be no one in the world who can compare with it.

In the blink of an eye, the man in black was already sitting on the table closest to Li Zhichang, and he said coldly: "The store looks at the tea." ”

It was only at this time that Zuo Mingzhu saw a long and thin sword hanging on the man in black, without a scabbard, as if this sword was going to kill at any time, so there was no scabbard.

After Li Zhichang and the others had eaten and drunk enough, the black-clothed man finished drinking a cup of tea.

No more, no less, just a cup of tea.

Li Zhichang said slowly to the man in black: "There is no blood in the killing, and there is a little red under the sword." I heard that you are the killer with the highest price in the world, and you are also the most trustworthy killer. ”

This man in black turned out to be the number one killer in the world today, the first point of red in the Central Plains who killed people without calculation.

The man in black didn't speak, maybe he didn't speak much.

At this time, a young man came to Zuo Mingzhu's side, stood in front of her, and said, "You can't kill her." ”

Zuo Mingzhu said: "Xue Bin, what are you doing." ”

The young man was good-looking. He also has a sword on his body. is also a person in the rivers and lakes.

The man in black frowned and said, "Get out of the way." "His sword is never light. He didn't accept the money to kill Xue Bin, so naturally he refused to kill Xue Bin, and he would never waste any of his strength.

Xue Bin said: "My father is from Xue Yi, I advise you to leave immediately." ”

Xue Yiren is the number one swordsman in the world who has been famous for more than 30 years, and no one has seen him sword over the years, not that he is old, but that no one dares to challenge him.

Xue Yiren, bloody man. His fame was forged by blood. If there were other people in front of Xue Bin at this moment, or a character like Leng Qiusoul, I am afraid he would stop.

In the past thirty years, no one dared to offend Xue Yiren.

However, Zhongyuan is not such a person.

Li Zhichang said: "Let the children get out of the way, as long as the Central Plains is a little red and collects the money, even relatives and friends, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will be killed, he is the most trustworthy person in the world, there is no one." ”

Zhongyuan said coldly: "There is one thing you are wrong, Zhongyuan has no friends." There are no relatives to kill. ”

When Zuo Mingzhu heard his words, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic. If a person doesn't even have relatives or friends, isn't it very painful to live? She suddenly realized why Zhongyuan Yihong wanted to kill people, because he couldn't find a way to numb himself except for killing people.

Xue Bin said: "Even so, I won't allow you to kill Mingzhu." ”

His tone was resolute.

Zhongyuan didn't speak, this kind of emotion couldn't move him, although his heart was not made of iron and stone, but it was not much worse.

He didn't speak, but his sword still stabbed out, and at this moment, Xue Bin actually dodged. After all, he is the son of Xue Yiren, and he has good martial arts after all.

After all, Zhongyuan Yihong's patience is limited, after all, he has no money to kill Xue Bin, so this sword is not fast enough.

But he didn't expect Xue Bin to hide so resolutely.

Xue Bin dodged, and the sword did not stab Zuo Mingzhu, because Zuo Mingzhu had avoided even the people and the bench a few feet, but although she escaped the sword, she was very unhappy after all.

When Xue Bin blocked the Central Plains for her before, she couldn't wait to replace Xue Bin, but now she can't wait to stab Xue Bin to death with the sword just now, and this change in mood came so quickly.

Xue Bin blushed and fled here like crazy, because he was a young man, so he couldn't stand this insult even more.

Li Zhichang said: "Since you want to kill the two of us, can you kill me first and then kill her." ”

Zhongyuan said a little red: "Why should I promise you?"

Li Zhichang said: "Because since you are willing to take out the sword when we are full, why should you be stingy with this small request." ”

Zhongyuan said a little red: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Li Zhichang said: "It seems that you are not a bad person after all, but you are just going the wrong way." ”

Zhongyuan said a little red: "Words, are you finished?"

Li Zhichang said: "It's over." ”

Now that the words are said, all that remains is the sword.

Li Zhichang doesn't know how many kendo masters he has seen in his life, and there are many who are faster and more accurate than the Central Plains Little Red, and among the masters he has met in his life, the Central Plains Little Red can't even enter the top twenty.

But the posture of the sword of the Central Plains is extremely peculiar, when he takes out the sword, only the wrist is moving, and the other parts are not moving, because he will never waste any energy.

The speed at which he unleashed his sword was like a spark from a flint strike, without giving people the slightest time to react.

Although this kind of swordsmanship is not the pinnacle, it is fast enough.

And it's so close, I'm not afraid of being inaccurate.

Even everyone can imagine that it is impossible for Li Zhichang to dodge this sword.

But he dodged not only this sword, but also the next three swords.

Not only did the first sword fail to kill him, but the three swords didn't kill him either.

Perhaps no one in this world can kill Li Zhichang within one sword, no one can kill him within three swords, and no one can stab him within ten thousand swords.

Because Li Zhichang is not a human, but an immortal, a living immortal.

Even if Li Zhichang is now a mortal in the flesh, there is no possibility that the Central Plains will be able to hurt Li Zhichang at all, and there is no martial art in this world that can hurt him.

Li Zhichang sat like this, without using any body technique, or even moving, but Zuo Mingzhu only saw a little red sword in the Central Plains, and always wiped the tips of Li Zhichang's hair dangerously, but he couldn't even cut off a single hair.

At the time of the one hundred and thirty-third sword, Zhongyuan paused the tip of the sword with a little red. Just as it was natural for him to draw his sword, it was also natural for him to retract his sword, naturally like breathing.

At this time, the diners in the hall were empty, and a group of people had gathered around them, all of whom were wearing clothes with the logo of the Cinnabar Gang, of course, the Cinnabar Gang.

Among them, Leng Qiu Soul said: "The Central Plains is a little red, why did you stop." ”

Li Zhichang sighed and said: "If someone else wins money from you, you have to kill him, and then get the money back, how can you lose money when you open a casino like this, until now I know why I was so poor in the past." (To be continued......)

PS: There are two more watches to write after dinner, and it may not be until after nine or ten o'clock