Chapter 95: In the next life, I won't take orders from my little boss
The night is like an owl.
In the aisles of the narrow alley, shadows of people were suddenly stretched by the moonlight, like ghosts.
Outside the alley, after the last watchman's call was scrawled and stopped, the whole world fell into dead silence.
Bow Dog hugged Ben Gong and lay coldly on the tile roof in the evening breeze.
Si Hu wielded his sword, and together with Chen Sheng and four young men, they stood in front of the house without saying a word. However, their posture of accumulating power produced bursts of killing blows.
The twelve Dongfang stick men each held their whistle sticks. They were a little frightened, but they bravely stayed around the house.
in the house.
Xu Mu held the long sword, sat on the chair, looked at the thin black woman, and fed hot soup to the black man.
When the first burst of rushing footsteps sounded, Xu Mu slowly raised his head, with a cold smile on his lips.
Even if it was a siege, the four major households had done everything they could to avoid suspicion, including curfews to avoid suspicion, and road blocking and ambushes. If it had been any other ordinary small business owners, they would probably have died here.
And it's a vain death.
By tomorrow morning, no one will know what happened in this long and narrow stickman alley.
…
"block up!"
Two carriages burning hay came from the beginning and end of the alley, blocking the way back and forth.
"Tonight, the master above has said! Cut up the little boss, and I will give each of you fifty taels!"
"Whoever stabbed my little boss will get fifty taels!"
All of a sudden, more and more stick men and guards dressed as stick men gathered from the beginning and end of the alley, pouring in crazily.
Black Swallow raised his foot angrily and crushed the body of the wild cat in front of him into bloody mud. Then he picked up the sword in his hand, turned over and jumped to the top of the high roof.
"That's how the world is. Those who reach out to grab food will be beheaded, and those who block people's way of making money will be beheaded. If the little boss of Fukou had restrained himself, he wouldn't be here today."
"The food from Changjia Town entered the Tangjiang River, and there were twenty people delivering the food as escorts. What a majestic little boss."
"Could it be that Tsuneshiro took him for a fool?"
"It's getting more and more over the line. After all, it's just a little barbarian at the border who doesn't understand the rules. I guess you think that relying on a young border general is going to break through the sky?"
"The stewards have made arrangements, let's wait for the news."
Four old men in rich robes gathered in an inner room, drinking tea and speaking in a funny tone. Lu Zizhong stood at the back with a bow, and only occasionally walked out of the balcony to look at the news in the distance.
The barking of a disturbed dog seemed far away. On both sides of the alley, people who were still holding lamps were so frightened that they hurriedly blew out their lights and closed their wooden windows completely.
"Cover your pockmarked face!"
The first wave of Xifang stickmen at the end of the alley quickly covered their faces with pockmarked noodles, and they were waving not only whistle sticks, but also swords mixed with them.
Towards the end of the alley, there are also crowds of people. The pockmarked face covers only a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.
"Stab the little boss!"
"Kill it!"
The footsteps suddenly became chaotic, and the evening breeze made people's robes bulge.
Si Hu was the first to raise his sword, roared and jumped up, rushing towards the wave of stickmen at the end of the alley.
"I'll go there too!"
Chen Sheng raised his head and shouted, and with three young men from Xujiazhuang, he drew his weapons and rushed toward the end of the alley.
The bow dog did not move, like a dormant beast, with only one eye raised coldly, staring at the black-robed figure on the high roof.
call out.
The flying knife was ejected and was instantly blocked by the short arrow in the mid-air without light or shadow.
Twisting the arrow with two fingers again, the bow dog leaned on the roof of the tiles and continued to remain calm and motionless.
Dangdang——
Two more flying knives were thrown down after sparks flew out.
Twisting the arrow again, the bow dog's only eyeball quickly started to spin crazily in its orbit.
In the long and narrow alley below, I don't know how many people fell down. Si Hu's roaring sound was like thunder rising from the ground, hurting people's eardrums.
Black Swallow's face was sullen, and he hid in a dark corner, feeling extremely angry for a moment.
The little bowman with the magic arrow below was staring at him very uncomfortable.
What made him even more unexpected was that just a few people would block the alleyways on both sides, and almost hundreds of stickmen came to kill them.
"When I went to the county prince's palace to kill an aide, it wasn't that difficult."
If this fails again, I might as well retire from the world.
Gritting his teeth, Black Swallow inhaled and bowed his body, and his whole body suddenly flew down like a dancing swallow.
call out.
In the blink of an eye, a short arrow penetrated through, and in the dim night, it tore through an empty black robe and nailed it straight to the old wall opposite.
"Tiger, Brother Tiger!"
Gongou was startled for a moment, and his face suddenly became anxious. As fast as he could, he hit his head through the roof tiles, and his tiny body fell into the roof of the house below.
Clang.
Before the figure stabilized, Gongou immediately fell to the ground and scanned.
As he thought, the figure wrapped in black robe was now naked from the waist up, revealing an extremely thin body, like a hemp pole.
After all, this round was slow. The sword shadow struck, and even if he dodged it, it still cut a long bloody mark on his arm. The skin and flesh were turned outwards, and blood beads splashed up.
"Dong, Dongjia!"
"Longbow, stand back."
Gongou held his arms, motionless, blocking Xu Mu in front of him.
Xu Mu lowered his hand and pressed his sword, staring coldly at the figure in front of him.
Black Swallow grinned, glanced at Xu Mu in front of him with interest, and then quickly started his sword move. The sword flower swayed with the oil lamp, and several venomous snakes spewed messages on the wall.
"I have been famous for eighteen years, do you recognize me? Muyunzhou Black Swallow——"
Before he finished shouting the mantra, Black Swallow suddenly stopped, turned his head in horror, and looked at the stone wall next to him.
Boom!
A huge fist angrily punched through a hole in the wall, came in coldly, and then fanned down with dust all over the sky.
In mid-air, the stunned Black Swallow flew out upside down with his sword attached.
Are you still being unreasonable...
Xu Mu was also a little speechless. Although he and Si Hu had discussed this sneak attack, he did not expect that his strange brother had incredible strength.
After coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, Black Swallow roared angrily, picked up the sword, and wanted to assassinate him a second time.
Snapped.
For the second time, the long sword was slapped with both palms by the iron tower giant and broke into several pieces.
"I just made a new sword the day before yesterday, two hundred taels per piece..."
"You must ask me to pay compensation."
Si Hu uttered a strange sentence and quickly struck out, hitting Black Swallow on the head with his palm.
Black Swallow's face was stunned, and his thin body was crushed into a cooked shrimp, with eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and little blood snakes crawling out crazily.
The mud he stepped on suddenly sank into his bare legs.
"Eighteen years of being famous...Next, in the next life, I won't take any orders from my little boss."
He rolled his eyelids several times in pain, but finally lost the strength to roll them again. This young assassin from Muyun Prefecture died on May 9th, the 18th year of Xingwu in the Epoch Times, after a long journey.
Walking out of the house, Xu Mu looked forward into the cold night.
The aisles on both sides of the long and narrow alley were filled with seriously injured Xifang stickmen, many of whom were covered in blood and probably could not be saved.
Chen Sheng walked back with the knife in hand. The tiger's mouth was already split open and his voice was extremely sad.
"Luo Wu accidentally fell to the ground earlier and was stabbed to death."
Xu Mu closed his eyes in silence. When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with death.