Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter Eleven: Broken Sword (1)

What is the world?

There are people in the world, but when you come and go, you are fighting, both vertically and horizontally, you are fighting for fame and profit, and you have to fight for life. If you want to live and live better, you must fight for it.

In the world of troubled times, human life is like grass. Everyone has their own way of fighting and living, and "knife" is the way for men to survive in this world.

If you are fast and profitable, you can live and grab food. As for those slow, you won’t be able to grab things, because they have already lost their lives. To grab things, you have to spend some capital and grab them. Even the capital and profit are yours. If you can’t grab them, you will die.

In the desert, in the desolate market town, a young man in the narrow alley was shirtless, staring at the yellow dog in front of him like a glowing eyes, swallowing his saliva.

As he was about to come, he subconsciously held the bone-clearing knife on his waist.

But at this moment, a trap with iron chains suddenly flew out from the side and tied the yellow dog right away. The cold clip instantly looked like the big mouth of a beast, biting the yellow dog's body hard, and its sharp teeth were sinking into the flesh and blood. In the rushing cry, blood flowed.

Seeing that the food at the mouth is about to fly away, how can a young man be happy?

"My dog!"

"Hmm? Whose dog did you talk about?"

On the other end of the beast clip, the black-faced man with a greasy face glared at him, and his eyes were full of evil light.

The young man waved his hands quickly.

"Your dog, your dog!"

"snort!"

The big man snorted coldly and left with the dog.

Sitting on the side of the stone, the young man shook his head helplessly.

"Did you take my money?"

"Fuck, which eye did you see me taking it?"

"I think you're tired of living!"

...

In the teahouse next to him, two men were arguing. The two of them immediately had murderous intentions when they talked a few words. They pulled the knife on the table and collided hard. Soon, with a scream, the fight ended.

"Bah, fight me!"

The winner spitted at the man who was still twitching on the ground, picked up the purse on the ground with a smile, wiped the blood-stained knife, and left straight away.

Only the store owner was left to mutter while scolding.

The young man had long been accustomed to this scene when he saw it. He didn't know where this place was. He didn't care about it. Horse thieves and bandits were rampant, killing people and looting people in the streets, and forcing women to rob.

As for what to fight against the strong and help the weak, and act bravely when it comes to justice?

Stop teasing.

Those who dared to do this now have their bodies clustered with mice in the gutter, or they were bitten by wild dogs and were completely dead.

Here, the so-called morality of the world in the youth’s memory is bullshit, human life is the most valuable. In the eyes of those extremely vicious people, these ordinary people at the bottom of the market are just pigs waiting to be killed.

People's hearts are hard to guard against. Even if they can avoid open swords and guns for a while, they may fall into a hidden arrow in the next moment. In the past few days, he has seen many heroes with better martial arts skills than him who want to be a hero and righteous man chopped up and inserted his head on a bamboo pole and smelled stinking.

I can't beat you tomorrow, but I can't resist those sinister villains thinking about you behind my back.

It's been three days.

When he saw these scenes of life as bad as grass, his mentality gradually changed.

Just as the cripple said to him, since he took the knife and killed someone, he would have entered the world of martial arts. Now, this is the world of martial arts.

Apart from a pair of pants and a bone-clearing knife, he was really invisible now. He suddenly felt a little grateful that he had remembered a sentence before.

"The head is not separated from the shoulders, and the knife is not separated from the body."

Seeing that everyone was still watching the fun, the young man walked over slowly, as if he was going to join in the fun. When he came back, he had already added half of the leftover roast chicken in his hand without knowing it.

But there was someone robbing me, and I just sat down when I walked to the secluded place.

"Boy, newcomer? He's very quick to start!"

Several beggars in rags surrounded him, and a disgusting odor was emitted. He had smelled this smell, which was a smell of rotten corpse.

No matter how dirty a person is, he will not smell the corpse. Eighty percent of these people often turn over the corpse. It will take a long time to get infected with this smell. Or, he or she will eat human flesh.

Several people had unkempt and dirty faces, and they could vaguely see crawling bugs in their hair. They had a pale face and were thin and thin, and they looked like they were not adults.

"If you want it, give it to you!"

Looking at their appearance as if they are neither human nor ghost, the young man believed that they were the latter.

"Haha, half a chicken can do it. Give you some lessons and leave another hand." A row of yellow teeth appeared in the beggar's grinning, "Haha" smiled, and subconsciously licked his mouth. He could even see some white shredded flesh embedded in his teeth.

Seeing this, the young man looked frightened when he heard this. He looked at the beggars surrounding him and hurriedly pulled out the sharp knife from his waist, as if he wanted to resist.

Looking at the knife in his hand, the four beggars laughed louder.

It is said to be a sharp knife, but it is not much longer than a kitchen knife, and it is less than two feet long. It is clearly the bone-cutting knives used to pick bones on meat cases.

"Boy, you dare to take a knife if you don't even dare?"

When the young man heard this, he became even more scared. He trembled and used a knife to divide the roast chicken in his hand into four pieces and hurriedly threw it to the beggar. "I... I just came here and didn't understand the rules. I don't remember the villain's past..."

The beggar's smile became stronger and very satisfied. His face was covered with dirt and stacked together like wrinkled orange peels. Then he distributed the roast chicken to his subordinates and said while eating. "Boy is aware of it, but the rules are rules..."

After half a cup of tea.

Looking at the beggars who were limp on the ground, the young man weighed the more than ten taels of broken silver he had found and sighed: "So you are rich. Alas, the world is difficult, the weak are easy to bully. Even if you want to come up and grab a bite of half a roast chicken, you can be really greedy."

"Uh~uh~"

The beggar's head's lips were purple, his hands were tightly shaking his throat, and his neck was full of blue veins, as if he was trying hard to say something, his eyes were full of fear. Unfortunately, with the coldness coming from the tide, his body slowly lost consciousness, and his breath disappeared shortly after struggling.

He looked at the four corpses silently. Compared to the murder at the beginning, he was now calmer than before. At least he was very calm, without guilt, and no disgust.

He raised the bone-clearing knife in his hand and walked out of the narrow alley.

...

"How do you sell this knife?"

On the stall, there were various sharpened knives placed in a knife shop, with a cold edge.

Seeing that there was a business, the boss showed joy at first, but saw a strange young man with short hair and shirtless hair. He immediately said angrily: "This is all the knife that "Liangfenghao" is used to kill. Can you afford it?"

"Liangfeng?"

The young man looked puzzled.

"Yes, I haven't heard of the Lianfeng Knife Factory? They are all good knives."

The boss is a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a philandering face.

Seeing that the young man didn't respond again, the boss immediately felt impatient and rushed into flies. "If you can't afford to sell, leave quickly, don't hinder my business."

"Liangfenghao? Knife Factory?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next