One of the officials saw that it was a child, and showed a strange smile: "Yo, there is another child, won't it be here to recognize relatives again." The last time wasn't over yet. Ergouzi, are we going to hide it for the county master, or are you going to report it?"

The official who was called Ergou flattered and said: "Second Brother Zhang, your ability and ability are above me, this matter is up to you to decide." Whatever you say, I'll follow. ”

"Okay, you just look at it" After speaking, the official who called Second Brother Zhang hugged his sleeves and walked up to Yan Xinghui with his teeth and claws, "I said that you are a child in the mountains, where did you come from, where are you going back for me." He's very busy with something, and besides, the county master is also something you can find casually? Get out!"

Yan Xinghui was originally a policeman, and his temper was usually a little hot, but when he heard this, he became angry, but in order not to do anything bad, he had to swallow his anger and said: "Second Brother Zhang, I'm not a mountain child, I really have something to do with the county master." ”

"Yo, you don't understand what I'm saying, do you, do you want me to say it a second time?" Second Brother Zhang began to get impatient, looking at this momentum, he looked like he was about to do it if he didn't agree with him.

Yan Xinghui is not afraid of him, these servants are usually pampered, and they can play prestige, but they really want to hand it over, and the two in front of him are not enough for him to see.

"I understand, but I still want to find the county master. Yan Xinghui looked at Second Brother Zhang impartially.

"Yo he, and you really don't want to die, I think you're looking for death. After speaking, Second Brother Zhang pounced on him, intending to catch Yan Xinghui and give him a violent beating, which gave him the evil breath in his heart.

To his disappointment and surprise, this sudden grasp did not achieve the effect he expected, and he was easily dodged by the kid in front of him.

"Hmph, you still dare to hide, I think you have itchy skin, wait for Lao Tzu to loosen your skin, let you know the fate of offending Lao Tzu. After speaking, Second Brother Zhang showed a fierce face, pulled out the sword in his waist, and slashed at Yan Xinghui's face.

Yan Xinghui didn't dare to be careless, put on a good posture, and when Xue Liang's blade was about to approach, his upper body deviated to the right side to avoid the edge. Then he stretched out his right hand to the left, grabbed his hand holding the knife, pulled forward with force, and his leg was not idle, and gave him a surprise attack, kicking him in front of his shin.

Unsteady on his feet, Second Brother Zhang flew to the ground, and made close contact with the ground in embarrassment.

This situation shocked the two dogs!

Second Brother Zhang's face couldn't hold back, and suddenly a killing intent hit his heart. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he held a steel knife in his hand, and he was slashing forward.

Yan Xinghui saw that he was really desperate, so he had to dodge left and right, avoid his edge, and seize the opportunity to give him a head-on attack.

Because of the fight between the two, it attracted a lot of onlookers, and the head catcher in the office in the yamen was also alarmed. He looked at all this coldly and did not speak.

Next to it, many streets and four squares also came out to see the excitement, and they chattered and shouted one by one.

Yan Xinghui was also anxious, he needed to quickly solve this meaningless battle, and after looking at his opponent, he saw that he was tired and out of breath. Seeing the opportunity, the moment he turned around, the whole person turned into a gust of wind, quickly came behind him, and kicked him in the ass.

Second Brother Zhang stumbled and fell to the ground.

The crowd of onlookers laughed loudly.

The head catcher had a cold face, glanced at the onlookers, "snorted", helped Second Brother Zhang up, handed it over to a servant next to him to help, and said coldly: "I don't know where the ignorant child came from, he dared to come here to make trouble." You, you, you, take him down for me. ”

Yan Xinghui saw that this head catcher was indiscriminate, so he ordered someone to take him down, and he couldn't help but be angry, and the official on the side didn't pay attention, took his sword, held the sword across his chest, stared at the head catcher and said: "I think you, as a head catcher, don't ask about what happened, you want to take people, isn't it too arbitrary?"

"Arbitrary? Just because you beat the officials here, it is a great crime to kill the head. You don't have to talk in vain, everyone go up together and take it down for me. The catcher couldn't help but say, and ordered his men to attack.

Yan Xinghui couldn't do it, so he pulled out the sword in his hand, held the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left hand, posing in a yin and yang pose, ready to meet the enemy.

The official on the left moved, he waved the sword in his hand, rushed over, and slashed towards Yan Xinghui's front door.

Yan Xinghui didn't want to expose his martial arts, but at this time, the situation was pressing, so he had to run the Drifting Rain Sword Technique, quickly dodged away, and then slashed towards his chest with the scabbard in his left hand, and then flew up with a leg and kicked towards his crotch.

The officer watched the scabbard slash over, instinctively dodged to the left, and when it flew up, he could only watch and kick himself. Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp dull pain from his crotch, and he hurriedly threw down the sword in his hand, grabbed the crotch with both hands, and jumped away.

In the blink of an eye, the official who was still dancing his teeth and claws just now was solved. The rest of the servants, you look at me, I look at you, one by one dare not move forward.

Yan Xinghui picked up the saber he threw away, replaced the scabbard, and looked at the rest of the servants with a smile on his face.

The head catcher was even more angry, pulled out the sword in his hand, and waved it forward: "Give it to me, give me a hard beating, catch him or kill him, this head catcher will be rewarded." ”

When the officials heard that there was a reward, they immediately flocked to it.

Yan Xinghui saw that things were getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't help but be a little worried, if he wanted to end this battle early, only the thief would capture the king first, Yan Xinghui couldn't help but look at the head catcher, and the head catcher was glared at by his sharp gaze, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and retreated.

The surrounding officials slowly surrounded and narrowed the encirclement.

Yan Xinghui did not wait for the officials to attack, he quickly ran the footwork of the rain, shook his hands, held the hilt of the sword, and walked through the crowd of officials, and struck them in the direction of their shin with the hilt of the sword.

The servants were in pain, and one by one they held their injured legs and sat on the ground. In the blink of an eye, all the officials were lying on the ground. And they didn't even touch the corners of Yan Xinghui's clothes, let alone hurt him.

The remaining servants shrank their heads one by one and retreated.

Yan Xinghui held the sword in both hands, looked at the head catcher coldly, and said no more.

And this head catcher couldn't hold his breath anymore, Tie Qing's face was blue, his hands clenched his sword, and he didn't even have to draw the sword, so he directly threw out the scabbard, drank it violently, and rushed towards Yan Xinghui.

Yan Xinghui didn't dare to be careless, and ran the rain footwork, easily dodging the blow.

Seeing that the blow was not successful, the head catcher was not annoyed, turned the head of the sword, and rushed up again, this time he learned to be smart, shook a sword to the right, turned his left hand into a fist, and slapped it under Yan Xinghui's left armpit.

Yan Xinghui's right hand sword easily unloaded his saber attack, and his left hand sword struck towards his left palm.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the head catcher hurriedly withdrew his palm, turned his right foot, and dodged. Then the sword in his right hand slashed a dazzling arc in the air, attacking Yan Xinghui's lower plate.

Yan Xinghui thought for a moment, and floated back: Head catcher, do you still want to fight?

"Nonsense, you knocked down so many of my subordinates, and I don't give them a place to get back, do you think it's possible?"

Yan Xinghui was a little helpless, so he had to accept it. Use all your strength to make a move "two swords in one". This person slashed his sword, with a grinning whistling sound, and pressed towards the head of the catcher.

The head catcher didn't dare to be careless, and after standing still, he used twelve points of strength to meet the attack.

After the three swords met in the air, they saw a dazzling flash of fire, and the headcatcher felt a flower in front of him, and hurriedly retreated backwards.

And Yan Xinghui was not happy, a huge impact was transmitted along his hands to his chest, and at this time, he felt surging qi and blood, and felt a feeling of nausea.

The two glanced at each other, and they attacked each other like a sharp heart, but Yan Xinghui stopped attacking, but instead dodged and roamed, occasionally sneaking up. The head catcher was so angry that he wanted to jump up, but he was helpless.

In this way, the two went back and forth for nearly a hundred moves, and the head catcher no longer had the previous fire at this moment, and there was a feeling of sympathy for each other at this moment.

At this time, Yan Xinghui's movements became more and more sluggish due to his lack of strength, and he had to disarm and surrender at the last time.

And the head catcher was also sweating profusely, most of this one was attacking, Yan Xinghui avoided dodging, and his situation was not much better. Seeing that Yan Xinghui had admitted defeat, he stood there motionless, panting.

I don't know when, the county magistrate stood at the door of the yamen, watching the two of them move through the tricks with a calm face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The county magistrate's surname is Zhao, he looks about forty years old, with a righteous face, bright eyes, neatly groomed beard, and a court dress that looks spotless.

Seeing that both sides had no strength to move, he nodded and said: "If it is really a hero out of a young man, look at this little young man, he should be no more than fifteen years old, he has such a skill, well, not bad." I have a reluctant request, I wonder if the young man is willing?"

Yan Xinghui gasped and said: "I haven't asked the adults to forgive me for my offense, so why don't you talk about reluctant requests, if the adults have something, just come." ”

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