In the quiet courtyard, Zhao Wuyou sat on a wicker chair, bending over and carefully feeding the kitten at his feet. The kitten, which had just turned one month old, walked very cutely. Zhao Wuyou pursed his lips and smiled as he watched the kitten walk.
catwalk.
Having been lurking in this small courtyard for nearly a month, Zhao Wuyou felt that he should go out for a walk, talk to Zhao Laoliu, and take care of his brother's health.
The autumn wind was bleak, and a corner of Zhao Wuyou's cloak was blown by the wind. He was walking calmly through the streets and alleys with the kitten in his arms. People who knew him around him looked sideways, as if they were looking up to a legend.
In front of the dock, Zhao Wuyou saw a ship with a black bird engraved on it approaching. This was the ship that Mu Lu was currently operating. He also relied on this to communicate with various tasks at the dock and inquire about the specific situation of the Caobang.
In front of the dock are the coolies who are still busy, and those sitting in the tea shed drinking tea are foremen and the like. These people are the lowest level of the Cao Gang and are relatively well-informed.
The noisy sound was overwhelming, even more shrill and harsh than the chirping of cicadas in summer, but Zhao Wuyou was not disgusted. He listened carefully and analyzed what he needed and what news was beneficial to him.
"Nowadays, our life is getting better and better, and Caobang has opened up several trade lines. I'm afraid our days will be even busier in the future."
The rough voice sounded, making Zhao Wuyou frown, and he immediately became very interested in what he said, and couldn't help but listen.
The other person next to the rough man shook his head and said less optimistically:
"Now that the old gang leader has retired and started to take care of his old age, the young gang leader is not yet stable, and I'm afraid a lot of things will happen. Do you really think that with the young gang leader's ability, you can open up these trade lines?"
"Now, what do you mean? The old gang leader helped him? Just to help him gain a foothold in the gang?"
"..."
Zhao Wuyou stayed in the tea shed all morning, but he was not bored, but trouble often came to his door.
The prince's attendant Gong Jiu came on horseback and said disdainfully to Zhao Wuyou:
"Boy, the Crown Prince asked you to go to Zuixian Tower for a while. Follow me quickly. Don't keep the Crown Prince waiting too long."
On the black horse, Gong Jiu had a arrogant attitude, holding the reins in his hands and wearing a sword at his waist. The sword that almost killed Zhao Wuyou was the sword.
Sitting on the stool, Zhao Wuyou was still patiently looking at the kitten placed on the table, his eyes full of doting, and he did not take Gong Jiu's words into consideration at all.
On horseback, Gong Jiu was unhappy because he lost in the card game yesterday, but now he saw Zhao Wuyou, whom he was extremely bored with, and his mood became even worse.
Gong Jiu thought to herself, "I was arranged to call you, but you are here to show off. Have you forgotten what it's like to be beaten to death?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Gong Jiu drew out his long knife and pointed it towards Zhao Wuyou.
The cat on the table flung away.
"when"
The long knife sank into the table, but under Zhao Wuyou's rescue, the kitten was not injured by Gong Jiu's knife, but it was frightened by the sudden flying knife. It screamed and burrowed into Zhao Wuyou's chest.
Zhao Wuyou stroked the cat with one hand and took out the long knife with the other hand. He looked carefully and saw that the knife was really well made. It was made of fine steel and had a red gem inlaid on the handle.
"Boy, hand over your ninth master's knife, and then follow my mother's ass. Let's go to see the crown prince together. Don't make me angry, otherwise you won't be able to survive if I take action."
Gong Jiu sounded arrogant. He thought Zhao Wuyou was still as strong as before. He didn't look at Zhao Wuyou at all when he spoke. His arrogant and domineering attitude was annoying.
"This knife is not bad," Zhao Wuyou played with the long knife in his hand, looking at the long knife with lowered eyebrows, without raising his head to look at Gong Jiu's disgusted expression.
"Humph, I was touched by you. I have to wash and wipe it carefully in a while to avoid getting any bad luck." Gong Jiu said coldly and unforgivingly.
"Want to wash?" Zhao Wuyou raised his head, glanced at Gong Jiu, and threw the long knife out with a smile. This time, he used a lot of strength, fearing that the long knife would not be thrown far.
In the sky, a long knife flew over the river not far away with a whoosh, and then fell straight into the river and was washed away by the long flowing river.
"You dare to throw my knife?" Gong Jiu was furious. He glanced at the river in disbelief, then turned his head and looked at Zhao Wuyou with an angry look.
The two only looked at each other for a second before Gong Jiu slapped his horse on the back and took advantage of the situation to fly in the air towards Zhao Wuyou.
Zhao Wuyou was not in a hurry. He gently put the kitten on the ground, while he stayed still and looked at the hateful Gong Jiu.
"gnaw gnaw"
Zhao Wuyou's boxing and kicking skills are not weaker than Gong Jiu's. During the recent retreat, he has improved rapidly, and his strength and skills are much stronger than before.
As soon as he took over, Gong Jiu realized something was wrong. He didn't expect that Zhao Wuyou would improve so quickly. His strength and offensive techniques were simply designed to fight against him.
Gong Jiu, who had always been arrogant, naturally would not give up easily. He clenched his fists and tried his best to attack Zhao Wuyou's chest, but Zhao Wuyou avoided him. In terms of speed, Zhao Wuyou defeated Gong Jiu.
, as for strength, the two of them are evenly matched.
Zhao Wuyou relied on the cover of his cloak to hide his moves very well. He often punched when no one was paying attention, hitting Gong Jiu in places he was not prepared for.
"boom"
With a loud sound, Zhao Wuyou hit Gong Jiu directly in the heart. The latter was knocked away, vomited blood and fell to the ground.
But how could the arrogant Gong Jiu give up so easily? He jumped up like a carp, grabbed the long knife of the small leader of the Cao Gang, and flew towards Zhao Wuyou.
"Shameless!" Zhao Wuyou didn't expect that Gong Jiu was so shameless that he would even grab a knife to attack him, so he waved his cloak to block Gong Jiu's long knife and took the opportunity to kick him again.
Holding a long knife, Zhao Wuyou successfully grabbed the long knife in his hand. Seeing Gong Jiu being kicked away by him, Zhao Wuyou took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, swung the long knife and chopped Gong Jiu on the head.
Suddenly, the two people who were fighting back and forth immediately changed their offensive and defensive momentum. Zhao Wuyou held a long knife and formed a state of crushing Gong Jiu.
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" Zhao Wuyou wielded a long knife and slashed at Gong Jiu, but the latter evaded in a panic, causing Zhao Wuyou to miss every time.
More and more people gathered around, and Zhao Wuyou also knew that it would not be a good idea to completely offend the prince, so he decided to teach Gong Jiu a lesson that was neither serious nor serious, and went to see the prince again.
After making up his mind, Zhao Wuyou no longer obsessed with slashing Gong Jiu with his knife, but took the opportunity to kick Gong Jiu in the chest. The latter was finally kicked down. When he was struggling, Zhao Wuyou had already arrived.
In front of him, a long knife was held at his neck.
"You lost." Zhao Wuyou said calmly, staring at the latter with sharp eyes.
"Kill me if you can. The prince will not let you go." Gong Jiu relied on the prince's power and still did not take Zhao Wuyou seriously. He had never thought that Zhao Wuyou would dare to hit him like this.
, you know, his Gongjiu represents the prince.
Zhao Wuyou naturally knew what this bastard meant, but he didn't care. The prince had always created a tall and majestic image to the outside world. His men were so arrogant. As the prince, he naturally couldn't protect them openly.
"Everyone says that when you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. But you are not a good dog. I am just doing justice for God. I can interrupt you and let the dog retreat."
After Zhao Wuyou said that, he directly inserted the long knife into Gong Jiu's thigh. The latter screamed randomly in pain. Zhao Wuyou didn't give him a chance to fight back, and kicked him on the head again, holding the long knife in his hand.
He turned hard in half a circle and pulled it out from his thigh.
Gong Jiu, who was in pain, blushed all over and looked at Zhao Wuyou angrily. He had never suffered such a big loss in his life. Gong Jiu mentally put Zhao Wuyou on the list of those who must die.
"Let's go, now we can go see the prince." Zhao Wuyou smiled and returned the long knife to the little leader of the Cao Gang who was standing there. He hugged the kitten and walked out of the pier in high spirits.
"Ding, dude is worth 4"
"Haha, I beat up the crown prince's bodyguard, why would you add 4 for such a serious matter?" Zhao Wuyou couldn't help but suspect that the system was teasing him, and the rewards given were too small, completely out of proportion to his efforts.
Upstairs in Zuixian, the prince who was impatient to wait was about to send out a large number of people to find Zhao Wuyou, but he saw Zhao Wuyou walking up the stairs with a picturesque smile.
"Prince, I'm here..."
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