Chapter 337: When I first came to Dangtu, I left a little bit of Feihong (3)
Chapter 337 Arriving at Dangtu for the first time, leaving behind a little Feihong (3)
The black oil-paper umbrella was loosened by Nie Changliu, and then a choking sound broke the silence in the rain. The blood-red long knife on his back went out to sea like a dragon, and turned into a winding red line in the night, piercing the rain curtain quickly. In between, an afterimage passed by.
Then the long sword returned to its sheath, and Nie Changliu appeared behind Gu Qingci, holding the umbrella handle. The oil-paper umbrella was still hanging in its original position without any change, and the pouring rain still fell on the umbrella.
As if time had been frozen, despite the heavy rain, Gu Qingci's footsteps never stopped. Just as one step fell, Nie Changliu continued to hold an umbrella, and the gangsters who were rushing over with their knives suddenly seemed to freeze Let Gu Qingci and the two pass by them without any response.
step, step,
The sound of footsteps was not very clear in the rainy night. When the two young men, one black and one white, walked behind Ma Laoliu, who had been clutching their broken arms and did not move, the bodies of the people who had been frozen suddenly shook at the same time, and their necks swayed at the same time. Blood spurted out, staining the merciless falling raindrops red, and six corpses fell to the ground.
In the dark rainy night, occasionally there is a little bit of luster, reflecting on the street, the bright red blood slowly flows in all directions, gradually dyeing half of the street red, but it is slowly washed away by the stagnant water, only a little **** smell is not absorbed. The rain merges.
Someone died. Although it was very fast, the street was not empty. There were countless people hidden in the stormy night. Some were running desperately, some were amazed, some were panicking.
Nie Changliu, carrying a knife, a sword and a wooden box, walked obediently behind Gu Qingci with an oiled paper umbrella. Gu Qingci was holding a Moyu Changqin in his hand, with a calm demeanor and a faint smile on his face. It has long since disappeared, but it is as kind and calm as ever, exactly the same as the traditional modest gentleman, gentle as jade, not at all like he just passed by a few warm corpses.
There is a lot of water on the street, and it feels uncomfortable to step down. Nie Changliu said softly, "You want to do it?"
He saw Gu Qingci supporting the strings.
Gu Qingci shook his head lightly and said, "Not enough!"
Nie Changliu nodded, and said: "It's the same thing. There are not many people worthy of your shot in the world today. I'm afraid there are none in this place."
Gu Qingci said: "So, you have to carry the sword for me."
Nie Changliu looked at the empty night in front of him, and said, "Someone has sent a report, do you want me to solve it?"
"No," Gu Qingci said, "I want to see how much progress you have made recently, not to mention, do you know where the Yuan family is?"
"it is good!"
Nie Changliu said a word briefly, touched the black wooden box on his back, and then touched the blood-red long knife. He also wanted to see how he had made recent progress. Putting aside Sauvignon Blanc, he knew that he He didn't have the qualifications to connect with Gu Qingci's move, and now he doesn't know if he can take the next move.
...
I don't know when, in the rainy night, there was a continuous sound of footsteps, the patter of boot soles on the stone slabs, the friction of sharp knives out of their sheaths, and hundreds of stern-faced Jianghu men poured out from all directions. It stopped not far from Gu Qingci and the two of them.
"I'm afraid you will have to hold an umbrella by yourself for a while. There are too many people, and it will be troublesome to kill." Nie Changliu said.
Gu Qingci was stunned for a moment, moved the Tianmoqin, and then freed a hand, frowned, and said: "It's time to find someone to hold the piano for me, what do you think?"
Nie Changliu said: "I want to kill people. I have been with you for so long, but I have not been able to have a good time. I am really aggrieved."
Gu Qingci smiled helplessly, then thought of something, and asked: "If these hundreds of people are the army, are you sure?"
Nie Changliu shook his head and said: "Ordinary militiamen and mobs are similar to these people. They kill like dogs. If it's an ordinary border guard, you can try it. If it's a guard or a death squad, you can either flee or die!"
"Understood," Gu Qingci said: "This black area should be cleaned."
While the two were talking softly under the umbrella, finally someone in the rainy night crowd couldn't stand this kind of indifferent humiliation. A middle-aged man with a sword stood up. He was the Patriarch of the Yuan family, glaring at The two people under the umbrella said loudly: "When death is imminent, you dare to be so presumptuous. Look at you two bastards, you have eaten the heart of a bear and a leopard!"
His voice is loud and imposing.
However, the two people under the umbrella still didn't look at him.
"This is a martial artist in the qi state." Nie Changliu said.
Gu Qingci said: "There is only one martial artist in the qi state, and there are several first-class martial artists. I am afraid it is the owner of the Yuan family."
"It should be," Nie Changliu sighed, and said, "I actually don't like to bully people like this, I don't have a sense of accomplishment!"
Gu Qingci said lightly: "Although you are telling the truth, I really don't like that you pretend to be so fresh and refined, um... There is a great practitioner in the dark."
Nie Changliu was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at a restaurant on the right. The lights on the whole street had been turned off, but a figure could still be vaguely seen there.
Nie Changliu said: "As long as he doesn't meddle in other people's business, it will be fine."
Being ignored again and again, the head of the Yuan family finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Kill me, chop these two ignorant **** into minced meat!"
Heiyu was originally a place full of killings. There is no one with a little bit of status here who is not covered in blood. To this place, killing people is like eating. For these people who are holding steel knives and shouting, rushing from all directions For the people, this is the same as killing people normally. After cutting and receiving the reward, they will go home and sleep.
Gu Qingci held the handle of the umbrella, slowly retreated to the side, stood under the eaves, waved his hand lightly, and the ground dried instantly, revealing a large piece of white stone slab that was clean. He slowly sat cross-legged, Putting the Tian Moqin on his lap, resting his hands on the strings, he watched quietly.
A blush pierced the night sky like a shooting star, and the raindrops falling from the sky suddenly seemed to slow down. The knife directly cut through more than a dozen raindrops, and then landed on the chest of the man holding the knife in the front.
There was a muffled flesh-breaking sound, and a scream that came to an abrupt end.
The Yuan family warrior who rushed to the front didn't even have time to see clearly what Nie Changliu was drawing, so he was cut through the chest by a knife, and flew away through the air, flying several feet, knocking down seven or eight people.
Many people were shocked and paused slightly.
However, during this pause, Nie Changliu did not stop walking in the rain at all. He cut down several people with one step at a time, and when he swung it, the blood-red long knife buzzed, Stepping out, a vacuum zone was formed.
This knife is like the sickle of death!
There are only three chapters today!
(end of this chapter)