Chapter 63 One Punch Second Kill

Mr. Li's family went back to lead the dog. Han Ruoli walked to the old man with the little girl in his arms and asked with concern, "Can you still stand up?"

The old man stood up with a stick and stood up with difficulty. Han Ruoli did not help him. If he couldn't stand up, let alone go far. Seeing the old man stand up, Han Ruoli smiled with encouragement and relief. The old man also smiled.

Han Ruoli put the little girl down, took out a Kowloon cup from her body, and said to the old man, "This cup is made of silver. You can exchange it for some money. It's enough for you to have no worries about food and clothing.

The old man's hand trembled again, "This..."

Han Ruoli took out a handful of copper coins from his body and took the old man's hand. "These copper coins are also for you. Let's go now. It's causing trouble."

The old man lived so big that the way of nature is not a reasonable place. After thanking Han Ruoli, the old man and the little girl left the crowd, and Mr. Li did not ask. After all, Han Ruoli is here to stage a "human-dog war" with him. He is no longer interested in this old man.

Four Kowloon Cups have come out, and there are only the last five left in Han Ruoli's hand. He absolutely didn't expect that those four cups were the beginning of the bloody storm.

Han Ruoli moved in place, and immediately surrounded two families, as if they were afraid of Han Ruoli's escape. Han Ruoli smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth.

A few minutes later, there was a sound of dog barking in the distance. Ten big dogs were being brought over, and the two families were pulling the rope. If you observe carefully, you will find that the dog is pulling people away, and it is not a person leading the dog at all.

When Mr. Li saw these dogs, he smiled. Everyone around him got out of the way. Mr. Li was very satisfied and said to the family, "You take a dog and surround this man for me. I'd like to see how he plays with my ten dogs."

More than a dozen families led a dog and surrounded Han Ruoli in the center. The dogs pulled their necks and shouted at Han Ruoli. Han Ruoli stood in place with bare hands. The squirrels and parrots stood on a tree and looked at the dogs sympathetically...

Mr. Li asked, "Do you have any last words to say?"

Han Ruoli smiled, "You'd better think about your last words first."

Mr. Li was furious, "Let the dog go and bite him to death."

Ten dogs rushed over from different directions. Han Ruoli stood still and looked at a dog in front of him - he moved so fast that the people around him could not see clearly. His fist had already taken action, a straight punch...

This punch once hit the tiger, and the tiger's teeth around his neck were hit by this punch. The fierce tiger also rushed over from the opposite side. The restrained breath of Han Ruoli's whole body broke out in the right fist. The fist did not hit the old man's forehead, but actually hit the tiger's mouth, and three of the four fangs were broken.

A tiger was completely swayed by Han Ruoli, not to mention a dog? The dog lay on the ground and lost the ability to scream. Han Ruoli turned around, with his fist wind in his hand and movements. In a blink of an eye, the dogs had already lay down several times.

Han Ruoli counted for a moment, and there were six dogs, half lying on the ground and roaring. Mr. Li looked behind him with fright and shouting, "Go! Go! Hurry up and let these stupid dogs bite him to death.

The family members were anxious and encouraged the dog to rush up. The biggest dog suddenly ran up and rushed to meet Han Ruoli. It seemed to find that it would be beaten by Han Ruoli and rushed straight to Han Ruoli's leg.

Han Ruoli saw the speed of the dog, raised his hind legs back, and watched the dog come to him. Han Ruoli shot with one foot. The dog that had been rushing forward was kicked in the head by Han Ruoli, and the foot wind took the big dog away. After that, he completed three backturns in the air and fell to the ground. The several dogs that ran with the big dog turned around and ran away. They were no longer willing to face Han Ruoli. Ten mad dogs did not hurt Han Ruoli. The family watched the remaining dogs running around, and their faces turned black.

Mr. Li was even more angry and shouted, "Kill him. This is Hongdu City. I'm the biggest here... What are you doing in the cold? Still don't do it?"

Han Ruoli rushed to Mr. Li with an arrow and said calmly, "Death tells the king of hell that it was Han Ruoli who punched you to death. People like you are just a scourge to live."

With that, Han Ruoli punched Mr. Li's left ribs, and the broken ribs stabbed Mr. Li's heart. This was Han Ruoli's third murder. The first time was to kill the robber. At that time, he was extremely afraid. The second time, he kicked the executioner to death in a hurry. He didn't know that this was the third time he punched Mr. Li. Compared with Li Wangba, this Mr. Li is really far away. Although Li Wangba is lustful and funny, he has never been a man. He is more straightforward and much better than this from the company.

After Han Ruoli punched Mr. Li, he strode out. The crowd naturally gave way. Unexpectedly, no one dared to stop Han Ruoli. The squirrel and parrot jumped to Han Ruoli's shoulder and stood on one side. The two little guys felt extremely proud.

Han Ruoli did not return to the inn that day. Killing such a person would definitely cause trouble. Han Ruoli left Hongdu City directly.

The next day, the one-armed old man took the Kowloon Cup for a few taels of silver, bought rice grain and left Hongdu City with the little girl.

When the pawnshop shopkeeper saw this cup, he looked surprised. Compared with yesterday, he couldn't recover for a long time. The boss's wife came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

The shopkeeper took another Kowloon cup to the boss's wife. The boss's wife took a look. The two cups were carved too realistic. She didn't look carefully yesterday. Today, she felt very different. It happened that Zhang Qingyun came to the pawnshop again and saw two identical Kowloon cups and casually asked, "These two cups. It's almost the same."

The boss's wife handed the cup to Zhang Qingyun and said, "You look at the sculptor, how fine it is, as if there are words in the cup."

Zhang Qingyun picked it up and looked carefully. When the two cups were compared, his face turned blue and he asked, "Who made this cup?"

The shopkeeper said that it was a one-armed old man. Zhang Qingyun put away two cups and said to the boss's wife, "I'll come as soon as I go."

In Hongdu City, Qingyun Pavilion is still very prestigious. After inuching, I heard the news that Han Ruoli punched Mr. Li to death last night. Such a person, with a Kowloon Cup on his body, is also given away as garbage and pawned. Who is this person? Zhang Qingyun is also uncertain.

A gang of Qingyun Pavilion ran in and knelt on the ground and said, "The master heard that the man left the west gate last night. It should be in the direction of 'Baiming Villa'."

"Go to 'Baiming Villa'!" Zhang Qingyun said silently, "Is this person also going to participate in the martial arts conference in a few days?" After thinking for a moment, he said, "Prepare a horse for me. I'll go there sooner or later. It's okay to go a few days early. Let's leave immediately."

Zhang Qingyun has only one purpose of doing this, that is, to catch up with Han Ruoli quickly. Since he can scatter the Kowloon Cup one after another, he must have other things. The lifelong essence of Elder Jian Wuchen is all on these nine cups.

On the third day after leaving Hongzhou City, Han Ruoli initially estimated that there were still two days to go to Baiming Villa. At noon on this day, Han Ruoli was really tired on his way. He saw a pub on the roadside. An old man was selling wine with a young man. Han Ruoli jumped off his horse and threw out a few copperplates. "The boss has a bowl of bamboo leaves. ."

"Good." The young man put away the money, went to make wine for Han Ruoli in person, and lifted the lid of the wine jar. Han Ruoli asked about the fragrance, thinking that the wine must be good. There seems to be only one place to rest on this road. There are really a lot of people coming and going. They all take a sip of wine and continue to travel.

Han Ruoli picked up the bowl and took a big sip. It was sweet and refreshing. The feeling was too comfortable. Before he finished drinking a bowl of wine, more than a dozen people from Qingyun Pavilion also rushed over. The leader was Qingyun Pavilion to advocate Qingyun.

After Zhang Qingyun disared, he shouted, "There are tens of thousands of good wine."

The young man brought a few large bowls of wine. After the people of Qingyun Pavilion sat down, Zhang Qingyun happened to face Han Ruoli, but Zhang Qingyun did not notice Han Ruoli, and Han Ruoli just glanced at Zhang Qingyun.

The young man was called by Zhang Qingyun and asked, "Have you seen a young man in a hurry these days in the direction of 'Baiming Villa'?"

The man smiled, "Grandpa, there is only one way. No matter where you go, you have to pass through Baiming Villa. There are no one hundred and eighty passers-by here a day. I don't know what kind of person you are talking about?"

Zhang Qingyun has never seen Han Ruoli and doesn't know how to describe it. At this time, Han Ruoli has finished drinking and stood up and said, "Shopkeeper, it's good. I will come and have a few drinks if I have a chance."

The man came to Han Ruoli with a smile and said respectfully, "Take your time. Welcome back."

Han Ruoli pulled the reins, turned over the horse, and the short sword hanging around his waist revealed the scabbard. Anyone who sees the sword will never forget it, as if the sword itself has a certain magic power. Zhang Qingyun was no exception. He walked to the door and arched his hand and said, "Little brother, please stay."

Han Ruoli rode on the horse and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Qingyun pointed to the sword around Han Ruoli's waist and said, "I don't know where this sword comes from? Zhang likes it very much and is willing to buy it at a high price.

Han Ruoli was shocked. Is this sword domineering? Naturally, he was reluctant to sell such a sharp sword. Now someone stared at it. It must be a good thing. He said to Zhang Qingyun, "I don't sell my sword."

Zhang Qingyun's face turned green. In Hongdu City, no one will not give him face, but this is no longer Hongdu City. He wants to be angry, but the old Jianghu knows that masters are often hidden. Now he wears sharp weapons. Even if he is not a master, it's almost enough. He arched his hand and watched Han Ruoli leave here.

bypassing an intersection, Han Ruoli picked up "Jinghong" and sighed. The tree attracted a lot of wind before he recruited more thieves. He tied the sword with a cloth bag and quickly hit a few whips. Han Ruoli went straight to Baiming Villa.

Zhang Qingyun is still sighing. That sword is so magical. A clerk frowned and said, "Master, was that boy from the San Jiulong Cup just now?"

Zhang Qingyun was stunned and asked, "How can I see it?"

"Those people said that when the man who punched Mr. Li to death was leaving, there was a bird and a mouse on his shoulder. Just now, I also saw a parrot and a squirrel on his horse..."

Zhang Qingyun quickly rushed out, turned over his horse, and shouted, "Drive--" and went straight to the direction Han Ruoli left.