Chapter 1 Anle Ancient Town
A cold light flashes away! With doubts and unwillingness, Tiefang fell down. Tiefang, who had dominated one side for ten years and had never met an enemy, finally died at the hands of a seemingly ordinary young man. He didn't even know what weapon he had killed until his death.
His death was like being suffocated from behind and unable to see the man. He was frightened, but he wanted to know why he died at the hands of whom.
Standing in front of the iron side is a young man.
Ordinary, with a sinister smile on the corners of his mouth, white hair and a scar on his left face. Even so, this person can't be feared. He is like a child with no power to bind chickens, no matter how horrible his expression is, he can't be feared.
If it hadn't been for a corpse in front of him, he would still look peaceful!
"What a powerful character I thought! It's a false name!" The young man looked at the ferocious corpse and complained softly, and his voice was extremely weak.
The face is weak! The sound is weaker! A weak sentence, but there is a hidden murder!
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Zuixianju is a pub in Anle Town, and the layout of the three-storey building is also dazzling in Anle Town.
"Brother, why are you still drinking!" A young man went to the second floor of Zui Xianju and sat down beside a man.
The young man was dressed in a cloth shirt and had a beautiful face, but his eyebrows naturally exuded a Yang atmosphere. The man he called the eldest brother is holding a wine pot and constantly pouring liquor into his mouth. His face is resolute, and his slightly drunken expression at this moment gives people a feeling that he doesn't care about anything.
"There are no waves in the world, and there are no beasts in martial arts! People are like this, and I have to drink to relieve my boredom!" The man called the eldest brother by the young man looked at the children playing outside the restaurant and smiled.
The young man looked at the "big brother" and shook his head helplessly and whispered, "Brother, now is not the time to care about this. You have been drinking here for a day, and we have no money to pay the bill."
The young man and his eldest brother are not brothers! The reason why he is called a big brother is naturally admiration for men! But why do young people respect such an alcoholic man so much?
Because he is a legendary big man, Liu Xinzheng, one of the three sword saints in martial arts today, is exactly 20 years older than the young man. Liu Xinzheng can get this title in the world at the age of 20, which is also admirable.
"There is no money?" Liu Xinzheng said with a surprised expression, "Didn't we just 'earn' yesterday? Why is it gone again?"
The young man replied helplessly, "Because you took the bet yesterday!"
"Hmm?" Liu Xin was looking at the young man with a funny expression, as if he couldn't figure it out: "But we still have money this morning!" I always bet that I don't lose and don't leave. This is my principle. Why do you think I still have money in the morning when I gambled yesterday?
The young man was stunned and said to himself, "I didn't knock you out and drag you back!"
"Zhang Yang! Did you go to Xiao's house again? Did you spend your money on 'that' again? Liu Xinzheng looked at Zhang Yang with a serious face and showed a trace of helplessness, as if he was sympathizing with him!
Zhang Yang! The name is very strange. The reason why Zhang Yang said to him is: "My father's surname is Zhang, and my mother's surname is Yang, so my name is Zhang Yang. Like his name, I have a flamboyant personality, so I always cause trouble!"
Zhang Yang took a look at Liu Xinzheng's expression and said bitterly, "Compared with the money you drink! What's the point of silver? Xiao Xiang still refused to look at me! But I won't give up. She won't look at me, but she will look at the flowers I gave her. I will send her flowers every day in the future! I believe that one day she will fall in love with this colorful world again.
"Well, don't talk about this. I believe you, because you are my brother! I will always support you!" Liu Xinzheng comforted.
Looking at the more than ten wine jars on the table, Liu Xin was frowning and said, "It seems that I have to pay on credit with the boss's wife today."
Zuixianju is a hotel opened by a woman. This woman is also strange. She is over 30 years old but has not yet talked about marriage. No one knows the name of this woman's family! I only know that after the woman came to this town, she opened a drunken fairy house, and the business of this hotel has also been booming, because the hotel owner will soon meet some good-faced people in the town, so no one dares to make trouble in the hotel.
Liu Xinzheng often drinks in this hotel, which is also a regular customer of the boss's wife. When there is no money, the boss's wife will also let Liu Xinzheng drink, but Liu Xinzheng is embarrassed to beg for wine from the boss's wife, so when he has no money, Liu Xinzheng would rather endure for a few days than beg for a few days.
Account on credit... Helpless! Liu Xin was about to explain to the boss's wife!
There is a fat man eating and a pointed guy eating and drinking at a table by the window on the second floor. The fat man is surprisingly fat, but the pointed guy is extremely thin. The two sit together in sharp contrast, and it is difficult not to attract the attention of others.
"Hey, ask my young master for money! I said, don't you know who my young master is? The sharp-headed thin man pointed to the boss's wife in an arrogant tone.
Although the boss's wife is over 30 years old, she is still plump and charming with her hands and feet raised.
"What's your son's last name?" The boss's wife twisted her buttocks and asked delicately.
The sharp-headed thin man was shaken by the boss's wife and suddenly didn't know how to answer. A pair of thief eyes stared at the boss's wife's breasts and did not look away for a long time. As soon as the fat man saw the virtue of the thin man, he suddenly pulled the pointed thin man aside, stepped on the bench, and broke the bench with only a "pop" sound.
"I heard clearly that I am the east street bully on this street who advocates ten knives... The son... Zhang Jun, the little bully of East Street. The fat man roared at the boss's wife. He deliberately pulled his voice very long when he said that the East Street bully advocated ten knives, obviously to be heard more clearly by others.
The charm of the boss's wife is obviously great, because some people in the hotel can't sit down when they see the fat man eating a bully meal. Some people even stand up and want to teach the fat man a lesson. Who let them make trouble in the "boss's wife" store! However, when they heard the name of the "East Street Overlord" Zhang Shidao, those people sat down again. Nothing else, just because the fat man is Zhang Shidao's son. Zhang Shidao is a hegemon in Anle Town. Who dares to move his son in Anle Town?
The boss's wife immediately changed her face when she saw the fat man making trouble. She didn't care who the other party was. Even if Tianwang Laozi made trouble in her hotel, she couldn't go out safely. I don't care who you are, even if Zhang Shidao himself comes here, he can't go wild in my shop, let alone eat a bully meal. Who do you think I am! This drunken fairy house is not what you say and leave. After saying that, the boss's wife glanced at Liu Xinzheng flatteringly, as if conveying a message.
Liu Xin was turning his back to the boss's wife. He didn't want to mind his own business, but the boss's wife's look made him shudder. Originally, he wanted to leave it alone, but now it seems that it doesn't work. He looked a little helpless and sighed gently, "Who let me owe him a few pots of wine!"
"Hey, if the fat pig over there quarrels like this, I won't be in the mood to drink." Without looking back, Liu Xin was still holding the wine pot, and Zhang Yang was looking at all this with a smile.
The fat man went to find his voice and saw a man sitting in the northeast corner. Although the man turned his back to him, he still gave people a handsome and rusty feeling. The man hung a simple and mulberry sword around his waist. The ancient sword seemed to have not been sheathed for a long time, exuding an undisguised murderous atmosphere, as if he was looking for prey and was eager to drink blood. Looking at the ancient sword, the fat man couldn't help shivering. Looking at the man, he stood up and was looking at himself with a smile on the corners of his mouth. That man is naturally Liu Xinzheng.
Although the fat man is a little ugly, he also knows his own name. He has never cared about his appearance since he was a child, but now he is embolite when he sees this man.
Shaking his head, the fat man came to his senses: "What did you just call me? Let me tell you, I'm Zhang Jun, the little bully of East Street. If you dare to call me like just now... Hey hey..." The fat man smiled sinisterly, as if fantasizing about how to deal with the nosey person.
Liu Xin, who was nosy, still called out these two words as if he hadn't heard it.
The two words were like a silver needle piercing Zhang Jun's heart. He hated others for saying that he was fat most in his life.
When Zhang Yang saw that Liu Xin was walking to the fat man, he followed him and said, "Brother, it's your fault this time."
"Oh?" Liu Xinzheng is in doubt.
Zhang Jun hummed and temporarily stopped his anger and said, "It's still your brother's acquaintance."
"You can't say whatever others look like!" Zhang Yang added stupidly, and a meaningless expression suddenly made Zhang mellow angry.
"You..." Zhang Chun's face turned pale when he was angry, but he couldn't speak for a long time.
The boss's wife looked at Liu Xinzheng affectionately and said, "This fat man is really hateful. I'll leave it to you." After saying that, she gave a wink at Liu Xinzheng and walked to the counter with a cat step.
Zhang Jun glanced at the boss's wife and looked at the pointed thin man and said to Liu Xinzheng and Zhang Yang, "You have guts!" He pointed to a chopping gesture downstairs and the thin man took the lead in walking downstairs, which meant a duel downstairs.
In front of Zui Xianju!
Liu Xinzheng, Zhang Yang's side, Zhang Jun, pointed and thin side, they are facing each other by one foot. The guests of Zui Xianju also ran out to surround them in the middle.
For a moment, Zhang Jun looked at many people around him who still knew, so he did not silently say to the thin man, "Heizi, go, kill them. Kill!"
After receiving the order, Heizi seemed to be unable to bear it. He added his tongue excitedly and took out a dagger from his waist and shouted to Liu Xinzheng. Liu Xinzheng held his hands on his chest and looked at home.
Bum! Before the person arrives, fall down first!
Heizi fell two meters away from Liu Xinzheng. Although he is not a master, he is also a practitioner. How can such a smooth road fall down?
"Useless guy, flash aside." Zhang Jun scolded at the black man.
Heizi looked at Liu Xinzheng retreating to one side, and then looked at Zhang Jun with an angry face and could only retreat to one side obediently.
Heizi will not fall flat even if it is useless. Others don't know Liu Xinzheng and Heizi, but they know it clearly.
Just now, when Heizi was about to take action, he suddenly felt a silently famous momentum. That momentum alone made Heizi's feet weak, which made a fool of himself.
After this turn, he naturally understands that Liu Xinzheng is by no ordinary person, but in his opinion, Zhang Jun is not a three religion and nine streams. The tiger father has no dog son. Zhang Jun is the son of Zhang Shidao. Although he is usually idle, his kung fu is beyond ordinary people's ability.
Although Zhang Jun was fat, he was as fast as the wind and accurate. After a few steps, he floated in front of Liu Xin like a wandering soul. He jumped up with a big knife in his hand and took advantage of the trend of falling and slammed Liu Xinzheng's head.
Liu Xinzheng just smiled gently, and others didn't understand why Liu Xinzheng could still smile at this time. However, no one cares too much about this electric flint carving.
Liu Xinzheng was finally no longer silent, but instead of directly pulling the sword, he held the ancient sword at his waist with his left hand. With a gentle touch of the hilt, the ancient sword flew out with a "Cheng". Before the hilt was fully pulled out, the sword body of the sword had hit Zhang Chun and then took the sword back into the scabbard with the help of rebound.
Liu Xinzheng's action has been stunned. Before the sword came out of its sheath, Zhang Chun was knocked out by the hilt and fell three feet away.
This series of actions is slow but fast. From Zhang Jun's attack to being attacked and landed, it is only five seconds, but in just five seconds, Zhang Jun's arrogance has been eliminated.
Shock!
Although Zhang Yang saw Liu Xinzheng take action only once, he was shocked again. The sword just now seemed simple but could not be done by ordinary people. If Liu Xinzheng's sword is one step faster, the sword will come out of its sheath, and if it is one step slower, then Zhang Jun's knife can kill him. In short, his curved finger was just right.