Snap, snap, snap.

Apart from the sound of raindrops, there was no other noise.

The masked men in black clothes inside and outside the ink-making workshop gradually gathered at the side door, staring silently at Shen Xiaojia and Jiang Baotou, with an icy cold light shining in their eyes, just like the long ink-colored knives that also had a cold light.

Jiang Captou did not respond to Shen Xiaojia's words, but Shen Xiaojia did not speak again, because no response was also a response in itself.

After wiping the rain on his face, Shen Xiaojia put Jiang Battou on his back, tore off a piece of his tattered red shirt, tied himself and Jiang Battou tightly together, tightened his right hand holding the long knife, and tightened his legs.

He stood upright tremblingly, holding his breath quietly, racking his brains to calculate how many more people he could kill in one breath, and how to break out of the siege.

Pei Zhi walked leisurely to the side door. He spat on Tong Hua's body with a gloomy face, and kicked the statue-like Tong Hua down. "The following offenses will deserve death..." Standing in the side door,

Looking at Shen Xiaojia with a mocking face, he sneered, "You don't think I'm stupid enough to set up an ambush inside the ink-making workshop without arranging any manpower outside the ink-making workshop, right? Since it's a certain death situation, you and Jiang Qianhu will

No way out!"

"hehe."

Two chuckles sounded.

The sound came from Shen Xiaojia's mouth, with a hint of ridicule that Pei Zhi would only show off his power after Tong Hua's death, and also a hint of ridicule at himself for being stupid and thinking about how to swing the sword more effortlessly. It was completely useless.

With two hundred and seventy-five knives, there is no chance of winning.

Another hoot came from the roof opposite the ink shop. The sound was as clear as the call of an oriole, and it had only one meaning, a deep disdain.

The voice sounded familiar to Shen Xiaojia, so he looked around and saw a little girl sitting on the eaves opposite the ink-making workshop with her bare feet kicking in the rain. She immediately waved her hands happily, shook her hair, and pretended to smile chicly.

He said, "Miss Spider, we meet again. We are really destined to come thousands of miles to meet..."

"Who is Spider Girl? Her name is Xiaozhi. Ganoderma lucidum is the name of Zhi. If you don't know, don't give people random nicknames. It's easy to offend people. When the time comes, you won't even know why you died..." Xiaozhi

He pouted and said, "Besides, the reason why we meet here again is not because you and I are destined, but because I spent money... From Feixue Lane to the government office, and then from the government office to the ink-making workshop, I asked all the way

I spent a lot of money, you have to compensate me!"

Shen Xiaojia patted his chest and said proudly, "Okay, no problem. I only made ten thousand taels last night. Just tell me the number and I'll give it to you right away!"

"Wow! Ten thousand taels is enough for me to buy one, two, three... a lot of candied haws on a stick! I can make up for the cost of asking for information, but..." Xiaozhi blinked and said, "In this situation, ten thousand taels is enough."

It’s still not enough.”

"How much do you want?"

"How much do you think your life is worth?"

"I think it's a bit hurtful to talk about money based on our relationship..." Shen Xiaojia coughed dryly, "Besides, life is priceless, how can it be measured by something as vulgar as money! My dear sister, hurry up and give me a hand.

I will compensate you later with other priceless things."

Xiaozhi chuckled lightly and raised her pretty face, "That's not possible, you men will never admit it as soon as you turn around. You have to negotiate the terms first, otherwise you will stay here and be chopped into mincemeat by them!"

"What kind of reward do you want..." Shen Xiaojia turned around and glanced at the masked man in black who was getting closer and closer. He could even feel the coldness of those long ink-colored knives, and said urgently, "How much do you want? Tell me the number. We can agree on a time limit, and I will pay you something every month. I can always pay it off over the course of my life."

"My family has a lot of money. What do I need from your little money? I was just teasing you!"

"Then what do you want?"

"I don't know either..." Xiaozhi held her cheek and pouted, "I feel like I have everything, but I also feel like I have nothing..."

The corners of Shen Xiaojia's eyes twitched. If it weren't for the inappropriate time, he would have wanted to look up at the sky at 45 degrees and utter a few lines about melancholic literature. He cleared his throat and said, "Well, I promise you first. When you think of it later, I will go to the knife." The fire and sea under the mountain are also brought for you..." After a pause, he added, "The premise is that I can do it, and it can't be my life or anything like that, it can't be asked to do something that is harmful to nature, and it can't be to rob others. Seeing things that are more important than life...how about it, is it sincere enough?"

"It's not bad..." Xiaozhi's eyes rolled, "Wait a minute, what if you fall out and refuse to acknowledge me in the future? A man's usual trick is to coax, lie, and delay. It's an old tradition not to acknowledge the debt afterward. You still have to Give me something practical first..."

Shen Xiaojia hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and took out a brochure bag, threw it to Xiaozhi, and said loudly, "This is the most valuable thing in my body, more valuable than ten thousand taels of gold. Now it is mortgaged with you, wait for me After fulfilling your promise, you return it to me. If I regret it one day, this thing will be yours!"

Xiaozhi took the kit, opened it, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She casually hung the kit around her waist, nodded and said, "This is sincere enough..." She clapped her hands and took out two pieces from her arms. A delicate wooden wheel the size of a palm, popping out a transparent silk thread to connect the two wooden wheels in series, one of them was fixed on the eaves, the other was thrown to Shen Xiaojia, and then he held the other end of the silk thread and jumped down, laughing and saying, " Grab the wheel hooks and get ready to take off!"

More than a dozen long black knives suddenly struck at this moment. Shen Xiaojia immediately clenched the iron hook and felt his body float. He narrowly avoided it and swung up to the roof. He glanced at the long black knives crowded together below. After taking a breath, he stared at Xiaozhi under the eaves, smiled slightly, and said, "Moving and fixing the pulley is still scientific... But how are you going to leave now?"

"You go your own way, don't pretend to care about me..." Xiaozhi flashed her two big eyes, popped out hundreds of transparent silk threads with her fingers, and stepped on the ground with her feet to create raindrops. Her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes were cold. , "If I want to leave, no one in this world can stop me, no matter how many people there are!"

Shen Xiaojia nodded in agreement, said "Cherish" with his hands in hand, and ran towards Zuiyue Tower with Jiang Baotou on his back. For some reason, every time he encountered danger, the first thing he thought of was Zuiyue Tower. The Moon Tower seems to be the safest place in the world.

Just as Shen Xiaojia turned around and left, a black arrow flew out from the courtyard and hit Shen Xiaojia directly in the back of the heart.

Xiaozhi under the eaves hummed softly, waved his hand, waved out dozens of transparent silk threads, wrapped them around the black feather arrow, and pulled hard, changing the flight path of the black feather arrow.

Bang! The black feather arrow fell downwards about three feet away from Shen Xiaojia's heart, exploding pieces of green tiles.

Pei Zhi glanced at Shen Xiaojia who was escaping, glanced at the courtyard ancestral hall behind him with a disappointed look on his face, and muttered, "You are invincible in the world, but you are still a waste after all..." On the roof of the ink making workshop, Pei Zhi glanced at the escaping Shen Xiaojia.

The flying crossbowman made a chasing gesture, then turned to look at Xiaozhi, and coldly uttered one word, "Kill!"

The hundreds of masked men in black who had originally gathered at the side entrance of the ink-making workshop immediately roared and shouted, "Kill!"

Hundreds of long ink knives rushed towards Xiaozhi, like hundreds of black fish swimming in the rain.

"Do you like to have more people bullying less people?" Xiaozhi did not look at the masked men in black, nor at Pei Zhi, but looked directly at the ancestral hall inside the side door, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

He said, "Then, today, let you also experience the feeling of being bullied by others!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old woman carrying a bamboo basket walked out from the left side of the street. She took out a sweet potato from the basket and said with a smile, "On a rainy day, roasted sweet potatoes go better with killing people!"

Before Pei Zhi could ask sternly, another middle-aged man wearing a tattered raincoat and a straw hat walked out from the right side of the street. He was holding a black bamboo pole in his hand and stood in the middle of the street. He said expressionlessly,

"You don't need to go home with green hats, green coir raincoats, slanting wind and drizzle... You don't need to go home today!"

Seeing that no one else came out, Pei Zhi laughed heartily, pointed at the old woman, and then at the man in the raincoat, "A sweet potato seller who can barely walk, and a poor fisherman with only a broken bamboo pole, these

That's what you said about bullying the few with more, don't be ridiculous! Little girl, I admire your courage... Don't worry, uncle will treat you more gently in a while..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

A long knife that looked like a cold moon was placed on Pei Zhi's neck, and a lazy voice rang in Pei Zhi's ears, "Tell me, what is a gentle method?"

Pei Zhi's eyes bulged, he looked sideways at the slovenly man who had appeared beside him at some point, and forced out an ugly smile, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously..." He stretched out two fingers and moved them out tentatively.

With a blow of the Hanyue Sword, he said with a slightly threatening tone, "I am the commander of the Jinyi Guards. Don't do anything wrong, otherwise your family will be destroyed and your family will be destroyed soon!"

The sloppy man was about to say something more when he heard three whistling sounds behind him. He frowned and quickly held the Hanyue Sword and turned it around Pei Zhi's neck. He turned around and slashed with his backhand, creating a blade of light.

Ding ding ding! After the three black feather arrows penetrated the sword light, only one remained. It hit Hanyue Dao squarely and pushed the sloppy man out of the side door. He slid for more than ten steps before he could stop.

At the same time, a stream of bright red sprayed out from Pei Zhi's neck, and the sound was as sweet as the roar of the wind.

Pei Zhi panicked and covered his neck with his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood from spurting out. He fell to the ground with a pale face and couldn't even spit out a word.

After the black feather arrow landed, the sloppy man straightened up, moved his arms a few times, and said loudly, "Brothers, my boy has been bullied, and I am very unhappy. There must be no one alive here today!"

"I agree, he is also my future husband. A wife will naturally have to vent her anger for my husband!" Xiaozhi clapped her hands and said, "It's just... do you want me to escort you? There were many flying crossbowmen who chased me earlier.

…”

"No need," the old woman carrying the basket finished eating a roasted sweet potato, took out two eight-cut knives from the basket, and said with a smile, "those trash fish are just for my disciple to practice, he is already waiting there.

It’s on fire!”

The sloppy man was startled when he heard this, and said with a strange expression, "Are you sure your apprentice went to help?"

The old woman pursed her lips and said, "It must be to help, and I can vent my anger..."

"Let's chat later," the coir raincoat man pulled out the Shuangjiang Sword hidden in the black bamboo pole and said suddenly, "Hurry up and finish the killing and go back to have a drink. I have a coir raincoat and bamboo hat to protect you from the rain, but you only have big heads, so you can easily catch typhoid fever.

.”

The sloppy man pursed his lips, took a deep breath, looked at the masked men in black clothes surrounding him, and said with cold eyes, "How many pots do we have to buy to burn knives... We are losing blood! I have to use your blood to make up for it."

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Chapter completed!