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The crowd of onlookers gathered more and more, and the noise became louder and louder.

"My lord, have you noticed anything unusual about this swordsman?"

Jia Ersan, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, whispered into Zhao Wujiang's ears, even though the surroundings were noisy, he didn't have to worry about being overheard by others.

Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and began to look at the swordsman named Li Yuanzheng.

He has an ordinary appearance, his eyebrows contain both righteousness and depression, and he is dressed in gray and hemp. Huh? The calluses on his hands are actually more on the left hand than on the right hand, and there is a sword in the left hand!

"What's wrong with the left-handed swordsman?" Zhao Wujiang was confused.

Jia Ersan said respectfully:

"Your Excellency, I can see that this sword has a strong murderous aura, and there is a lot of aura of a strong man in it.

And the sword in this man's left hand, if I guess correctly, should be Li Zuo, the escort man who ranks 16th on the world's best swordsman rankings!"

"Sixteenth on the world's sword list, Li Zuo?" Zhao Wujiang frowned, this should be a matter of martial arts.

"The World Sword Ranking is a list in the world that lists all the masters of swordsmanship in the world, and Li Zuo is ranked sixteenth on this sword ranking.

The old slave had only heard that he was a bodyguard with a surname of Li and a left-handed sword, so people in the world called him Li Zuo, a bodyguard."

Jia Ersan's old eyes ignited with fighting spirit, and they also felt pity for Li Zuo. Children in the world are drunk now, but now Li Zuo is so down and out.

"Two San, are you on the list?"

Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the domineering Liu Mang in front of him began to push Li Yuanzheng.

Jia Er San shook his head lightly:

“I don’t need a sword, old slave!

But there are many old friends who are indeed on this sword list."

"A..." Zhao Wujiang pondered, and Jia nodded his head. The old guys he was talking about were almost all from Long Yinwei.

"Isn't it strong to be ranked among the top 16?"

"Very strong."

After receiving Jia Ersan's approval, Zhao Wujiang raised the corner of his mouth and looked forward.

This swordsman is strong and filial, so that would be interesting.

A filial person's character is generally not too bad.

"Do it, I'm talking to you." Liu Mang pushed Li Yuanzheng hard again: "Want to bury your mother? Yes, I will give you three choices.

Either you hit me and I'll give you a hundred taels, or you get under my crotch and I'll give you a hundred taels too.

Or, hehe..."

Liu Mang laughed lewdly:

"Or lend me your sister to play with for two days... Hahaha..."

Li Yuanzheng clenched his fists tightly, and the anger in his heart kept boiling. His eyes were red, but he still endured it.

In this Kyoto, he couldn't fight against the rich and powerful people. He could kill the dog in front of him immediately, but it would definitely bring disaster to his younger brothers and sisters.

Many of the onlookers were angered by Liu Mang's arrogance and wanted to speak out or even help. However, they could only hold back when they saw the four muscular servants standing next to Liu Mang staring at him with eager eyes.

Liu Mang is not just Liu Mang, but also the entire Liu family behind him.

The unusual movements of the people around him were noticed by Liu Mang. His face was full of disdain and ridicule:

"You want to hit me, young master? Really? Come on, come on, come on..."

He waved to the onlookers:

"A bunch of bastards, still want to see injustice on the road?

Come on, hit me!"

The next moment, Zhao Wujiang, dressed in ink-like clothes, came to him and punched his extremely arrogant face with a heavy punch.

"Bang!"

Liu Mang's body turned around in the air and hit the ground hard.

"Well played!"

Seeing Zhao Wujiang step forward and punch Liu Mang, the onlookers burst into cheers.

Liu Mang covered his red and swollen cheeks, blood kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth. He was so angry that some people dared to hit him, and some even cheered. Humiliation and anger immediately rose in his heart, and he roared:

"Break this kid's hands and feet, and I will immerse him in a pig cage and sink him into a manure pit!"

The four servants of the Liu family drew out their daggers and rushed towards Zhao Wujiang. The next moment, a gust of wind swept the ground, and "bang bang bang bang" four masses of blood mist exploded. The Liu family servants' arms exploded, and they stumbled to the ground, wailing desperately.

Jia, Er and San appeared in front of everyone with their beards and hair flying:
Chapter completed!