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- Years of hunting in the mountains had allowed Chen Shaobai to develop agility and fitness, so it only took him five or six breaths from the moment he heard the two bullies kicking in the door, borrowed the knife, to running to the door of his home.
This is an ordinary mud-tile house, dusty and exuding a kind of rice smell. It is not much different from other residential houses in the village. Apart from the collapsed wooden door, there is nothing unusual about it.
However, at this moment, this small house was surrounded by a large group of villagers. They were pointing and whispering. There may be a look of unbearability on their faces, but not a single person stood up to seek justice.
"Xiaomiao is a good girl, but it's a pity that she will be ruined by that bastard Xiong Xiongzi."
"Good people don't get rewarded!"
"Mind your own business! My cousin who works in Muxi City said that Fengzhou is not at peace recently, and bandits and strongmen are everywhere. When things happen, it's better to be less subtle."
The main reason why no one came forward was because of a young man with a yellow beard blocking the door.
No one remembers his real name, and the villagers only call him Yan San.
Yan San is described as haggard, with a thin body and a yellow beard. He is holding a woodcutter with a flash of cold front and a fierce light dancing in his eyes. This ruthlessness is not a bluff, it is a momentum that can only be brewed by a guy with a life in his hands.
The life of half-farming and half-hunting makes the people of Qiuhuanquan fierce. How can a ruffian like him survive if he doesn't have two brushes in his hands?
Catching Yan San's figure from a distance, Chen Shaobai's chest instantly surged with anger. He was a little irrational, and without caring about anything else, he pushed aside the villagers and squeezed in.
The folk customs in Qiuhuanquan are fierce. When the villagers were pushed, their first reaction was to get angry. But when they saw that the person coming was the real owner, they all made way for them. With a look of unbearability on their faces, they kept trying to persuade him to open more. , don¡¯t fight with a knife like Xiong Yingjie and Yan San.
But Chen Shaobai didn¡¯t hear a single word clearly what the villagers said. Blood rushed to his head, and he stepped forward without hesitation and bumped into Yan San.
"Chen Shaobai, are you not dead? However, since Boss Xiong has fallen in love with that girl Miao Yuqin, you will be gone from now on"
Seeing Chen Shaobai's beggar-like, lost look, Yan San raised his lips proudly. What he liked to see most was the look of pain and helplessness on other people's faces when their wives were being raped.
But this time the situation was obviously different from usual. Just when he was halfway through his words, he felt a chill coming to his face, a chill suddenly appeared on his back, and his scalp was numb, so he subconsciously turned to one side, and the rest of his words were covered by a The sharp sword light sealed it.
Pfft!
Blood splattered everywhere.
The knife is a thick-backed knife specially used for cutting bones and tendons. Chen Shaobai, who used the knife, is an excellent hunter who has been working hard all year round, so this knife easily lifted off Yan San's right arm.
It¡¯s like a butcher slaughtering pigs and cows.
The broken arm flew horizontally, blood spurted out two feet away, and the thick fishy smell made the villagers who were accustomed to killing couldn't help but change their expressions and take two steps back.
After all, there are some differences between killing people and killing prey.
"He wants to kill me!"
Except for Yan San himself, few people can understand the killing intent contained in that knife. He knew very well that the original target of this knife was his neck rather than his arm.
Having one arm cut off by Chen Shaobai, Yan San threw himself to the ground with trembling lips, and all the previous evil thoughts and superiority disappeared.
Thinking that the "prestige" he had worked hard to build in the village for many years was destroyed in one fell swoop, shame, anger, fear and severe pain surged together. Yan San's face turned pale, his eyes rolled, and he fell into a coma.
Chen Shaobai ignored the bustle of people on the street and just took three steps and two steps at a time, stepped heavily on Yan San, and went straight through the door.
As soon as he entered the house, he saw a nine-foot-tall man with his upper body naked and a hideous thing on his lower body like a small iron pestle holding up his linen pants. His face was full of ferocity and obscenity. Because he was too tall, He had to hunched over in this room.
Opposite the big man, a girl was huddled in the corner holding a short knife, making fearless and unnecessary resistance.
The girl's skin is fair and smooth. Even if she is wearing coarse linen clothes, she is as beautiful as a hibiscus. The bright red between her eyebrows adds a lot of beauty to her. If she is not too young and her body is not fully developed, even Chen Shaobai's front The second young lady of the Chen family whom I met two days ago was not as good as him.
Naturally, these two people can only be Xiong Yingjie and Miao Yuqin.
The moment Chen Shaobai walked in, Xiong Yingjie twitched subconsciously.Click the wing of your nose.
"Blood! Human blood!"
His pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately took a step to the left, flipping over the offering table and incense burner so that he could have more space for movement in this small room, and at the same time cleverly avoided being caught between two people.
From this detail, we can see that Xiong Yingjie is unique in being able to control the situation in this small village.
All these reactions were seen by Chen Shaobai, but after just a glance, he stopped looking at Xiong Yingjie. Instead, he walked slowly to the corner and asked the girl in a gentle voice: "Xiao Miao, are you okay? "
Hearing his words, the perseverance on the face of the girl holding the short knife melted away like skiing in the spring sun. She wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she lost her voice. Dots of crystals swirled in her eyes. She held her mouth shut and endured it. After a while, he finally couldn't keep the tears in his eyes and cried out loudly.
This cry is like a floodgate. Once opened, it can no longer be contained. The girl threw herself in Chen Shaobai's arms, turning a blind eye to the strange smell of sweat, blood and water on Chen Shaobai's body, and felt unprecedented peace of mind.
Chen Shaobai was silent, his eyes were calm and indifferent, but there was a terrifying evil aura.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the girl gradually stopped sobbing. She thought that although she and her fianc¨¦ had been together for many years, they had never made such an intimate gesture. Her delicate and soft body suddenly stiffened in the other's arms.
Feeling the changes in the beauty in his arms, Chen Shaobai showed a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out two fingers to slide through the hairline of Miao Yuqin's temples, and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Chen Shaobai suddenly realized the murder the day before yesterday and the situation today. He finally understood that his so-called seclusion in the wild was just an evasion of responsibility. If he wanted to get true happiness, he must have absolute power.
Having the power to control all variables in your hands.
Fortunately, with the help of Qi therapy, he is not dead yet, and Xiaomiao has not been harmed by evil people.
¡°Fortunately, it¡¯s not too late to wake up now.¡±
Chen Shaobai suddenly felt grateful for the fate in the dark, grateful that it woke him up in a way that didn't cost much. He patted Miao Yuqin's head and whispered softly: "In this matter, I I will give you an explanation."
Xiong Yingjie was not a fool, so he would not stand stupidly in this small mud-tiled house waiting. When Chen Shaobai and Miao Yuqin finished chatting with each other, he had already been waiting outside the house for a long time.
When Chen Shaobai went out with the thick-backed bone-cutting knife, a large open space had been vacated outside the door. Xiong Yingjie was holding Yan San, who was missing an arm. He looked like a brown bear in heat, with red eyes.
At this time, Chen Shaobai could really see what the other party looked like.
Xiong Yingjie is nine feet tall. Even on the international basketball team in his previous life, he stood out from the crowd. He has an innate majesty. Combined with the black eyepatch he wore to cover his blindness, he has a ferocious and savage aura. It was overwhelming and suffocating.
"Compared with him, Chen Shaobai, who has just reached the age of tying up his hair and is still growing, looks as delicate as a child.
However, this "child" is now holding a bone-cutting knife stained with human blood.
"You must give me an explanation for this matter."
Xiong Yingjie spoke before Chen Shaobai. He placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and prepared to attack. His one-eyed gaze swept over the unconscious Yan San and Chen Shaobai. His meaning was very clear - either he would pay for the soup or medicine, or Prepare for compensation for broken arms.
Chen Shaobai understands that ruffians like Xiong Yingjie attach great importance to their own reputation. If today's incident is taken lightly, they will no longer be able to survive in this Qiu Huanquan, so today's incident will definitely not be good. .
"At worst, after killing him, we will take Xiaomiao into exile. Anyway, Fengzhou is so big, it is impossible for the policemen of Muxi City to arrest people across the city."
Making an instant decision in his heart, Chen Shaobai looked around at the familiar people in Orion Village. He wanted to see if any of the villagers with whom he had a good relationship would stand up and say a word of justice and help at critical moments. Power.
But every villager who made eye contact with him lowered his head like a thief - including those who had been favored by him.
"Sure enough, justice is not in the heart of the people, it's here." Chen Shaobai polished the blood-stained bone-cutting knife in his hands, feeling an unprecedented thirst for power, and changed the subject: "If you want to give an explanation, I will give you an explanation."
With the sound of the sword falling, the bone-cutting knife in his hand set off a fishy wind, slashing towards Xiong Yingjie's shoulder with a crescent-like arc.
He has never practiced anythingIn terms of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the attack can only be regarded as wild, but with the dual blessing of strength and speed, this sword also appears to be terrifying.
Seeing Chen Shaobai take action, the eyes of some of the older hunters in the village flashed with compassion.
Young people don¡¯t know how powerful Blind Bear is, but they do.
When they thought of the action against Xiong Yingjie three years ago and the thunderous sword light released by the other party, they felt a little chilled.
"Chen Shaobai is a good young man, but unfortunately, he will die soon."
"But when the village chief Li Dabao saw Chen Shaobai take out the sword, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. He even wanted to celebrate with his hat and have a drink of old wine.
"The little girl who encouraged Blind Man Xiong to forcefully marry Miao Yuqin was indeed right. Chen Shaobai, the little bastard who ruined my good deeds, is finally going to die!
Three years ago, Li Dabao wanted to use his power as village chief to oppress a pretty widow in the village and make her willing to be his underground mistress. However, Chen Shaobai accidentally broke the news. After the incident became public, it had a negative impact on his reputation. A huge influence, so he hated Chen Shaobai from then on.
Although Li Dabao has always wanted to give Chen Shaobai some shoes, Chen Shaobai used his wisdom and experience in his previous life to cleverly circumvent the past. As the other party grows older, he has less and less chance to take revenge.
Now, with only a few words of encouragement, such an effect has been achieved. How could Li Dabao not be secretly happy?
Sure enough, facing Chen Shaobai's powerful sword, Xiong Yingjie showed a ferocious smile, and his only movement was a slight shake of his forearm.
The next moment, his entire forearm completely disappeared from everyone¡¯s eyes! Also disappearing along with it was the long sword that had been hanging on his waist, resembling a window-dressing function.
Boom!
This sword was as powerful as thunder, and it was like a thunder explosion on the ground, causing the surrounding villagers to cover their ears with a look of pain on their faces.
Chen Shaobai was the first to bear the brunt. He understood that the opponent's swordsmanship was already extraordinary. Even if he had a long bow in his hand, he might not be able to defeat the opponent. Thinking of the Qi Healing Technique he had just obtained, he turned a deaf ear and advanced instead of retreating.
" His steps were as fast as nails and his progress was as fast as the wind. He suddenly straightened his body.
Pfft!
The long sword penetrated his lower abdomen easily, and the little bits of strong wind swept up by the blade penetrated into the abdominal muscles like iron needles, forming a blood hole the size of a fist.
Very few people can maintain their strength despite such injuries, and Chen Shaobai is no exception. This sword made his strength pour out like a dam collapsing, but the bone-cutting knife in his hand was carried by inertia and drew an arc in the air. The thread cut deeply into the flesh and bones of Xiong Yingjie's right arm.
"Crazy!"
One moment he was full of confidence and thought he could outwit the other party, and the next moment he was in a lose-lose situation. The situation changed so fast that Xiong Yingjie could not understand it at all.
Fighting with attack, exchanging injuries for injuries, cutting off each other's paths, who is the real killer?
Looking at his right arm, which was only connected with a little flesh, Xiong Yingjie understood that he was completely useless in this life. Even if he could reconnect his arm, he would definitely not be able to achieve any success in swordsmanship. Becoming a swordsman would be even more difficult. Tan.
For a moment, he was disheartened and indifferent to the pain in his right arm. He didn't care about the unconscious Yan San or the long sword trapped in Chen Shaobai's belly. He walked around like a zombie without knowing where he was going. at.
"Thankfully I didn't go into battle myself, this little bastard is so cruel!" Village chief Li Dabao looked at Chen Shaobai, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a hint of fear in his eyes.
"If we chase him now, the possibility of dying together is too great."
Looking at Xiong Yingjie's departing back, Chen Shaobai's eyes flickered for a moment. He did not choose to pursue immediately, but he already had concerns in his heart.
"real man!"
Neat and cheerful applause and regretful cheers gradually sounded. Chen Shaobai's passionate and ruthless methods seemed to resonate with the hunters around him. The applause and cheers gradually gathered, washing through Chen Shaobai's soul like a tide. and body.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary otaku with an ordinary low self-esteem. He has been the foil of "others" since he was a child. When has he ever stood in the spotlight?
With the long sword penetrating his body, Chen Shaobai's hands and feet were soft and his abdomen was in severe pain, but his heart was extremely happy. He couldn't help but roar to the sky, as if he wanted to spit out all the grievances from his past life and the cowardice in this life.
"Chen Shaobai, you can go with peace of mind, we will help you take good care of Xiaomiao."
"Who dares to report to the official, I am the number one in Zhaoda?"??Don't let him go! Chen Shaobai is a man. He was born innocent and cannot carry a lawsuit with him when he leaves. "
After all, it was not a swordsmanship competition, so the nature of Chen Shaobai's killing of two people's arms today was considered an armed attack. But if the official does not punish the people, he does not have to worry about the consequences. This move can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.
but¡¡
How could the villagers who hunt in the mountains not know the consequences of being stabbed through the abdomen with a sword?
When the long sword leaves the body, it is when Chen Shaobai loses his life.
"Fortunately, this little bastard is finally going to die." Village chief Li Dabao showed a happy smile on his face.
No one thought Chen Shaobai could survive.
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