Although the guards quickly rushed to the scene, they could only watch helplessly as the steel knife in Yan San's hand slashed towards Su Jin's face, and they couldn't help but scream in surprise.
Ma Han yelled loudly and shot out the steel knife in his hand, heading straight for Yan San's back. He tried to force him back to block with the knife, but Yan San ignored him and the force of the knife did not decrease. He thought clearly and fought with his back
Su Jin must be restrained even if he is stabbed. As long as Su Jin is taken away, as long as he survives, he will be able to force everyone to send him out of the city obediently.
Su Jin couldn't retreat. The brocade stool was leaning against the dressing table, and he didn't expect that the distance from the wall to the dressing table was four to five feet wide. Yan San was in front of him in the blink of an eye. The steel knife faced him.
Xia Siling pushed aside, stretched out her hand to pick up the bronze mirror on the table, and held it horizontally. The bronze mirror shook to the ground with a crash, but it also blocked the dangerous knife.
Yan San's sword missed, and the strong wind behind him hit him. Knowing that it was a weapon coming, he had no choice but to turn the steel knife and knock away the steel knife thrown behind him. At the same time, he followed Su Jin like a shadow on his feet, not letting go.
He escapes the range of his own attack.
However, this resistance was enough to allow Su Jin to step back. In a hurry, Su Jin stretched out his foot and kicked the brocade stool towards Yan San's door. Yan San slashed with his vertical sword, forcibly cutting the mahogany brocade stool into several pieces.
"You can't escape." Yan San gritted his teeth and shouted, pressing the knife in his hand forward and slashing at the shoulder of Su Jin who had been forced into the corner.
Everyone behind him exclaimed in disappointment. This time, they could no longer escape. Yan San was highly skilled in martial arts, but Su Jin had never practiced martial arts for a day except for his agility. The sword went straight up and down, blocking Su Jin's movement.
Space; although Su Jin didn’t know when he grabbed a candlestick lit with red wax in his hands during his busy schedule, the candlestick, although sharp, was too short and the tin candlestick was very fragile, so it definitely could not be used as a blocker in a fight.
, this knife is definitely going to hit.
Yan San didn't intend to chop Su Jin to death, he just wanted to restrain Su Jin. Although this sword was powerful and heavy, he had already planned the position. This sword only cut on the shoulder, and the force was slightly controlled, and he would never kill it.
Su Jin was unable to move after being chopped. What he wanted was a Su Jin who could move. Only in this way could he ensure that he would become a chess piece in his hands. If Su Jin was really seriously injured by the chop, would it be possible for him to carry him on his back?
His wishful thinking was quite good, but it was a pity that Su Jin's adaptability was beyond his expectation. Su Jin suddenly twisted his body, originally facing Yan San, this time he turned to face Yan San.
The knife was originally pointed to the outside. With such a twist, the blade almost passed along Su Jin's back. The tip of the knife made a scratch on the wall, and created a dazzling spark on the bluestone built inside the wall.
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Yan San reacted quickly, slashing the air with his right hand, and immediately grabbed Su Jin's neck with his left hand like a tiger's claw. The two were so close that Su Jin's shoulder almost touched Yan San's chest. At such a distance
Nei Yansan is also confident in his fists and feet.
Before Yan San's palm touched Su Jin's body, his nose suddenly smelled a strange smell, which seemed to be the smell of gunpowder smoke after people set off firecrackers during the New Year. At the same time, he felt a hard bang on his stomach.
Being resisted by all the things, Su Jin in front of him suddenly turned his head and smiled strangely at him, and said softly: "I'll give you a few peanuts to try."
Before Yan San could react, he heard a muffled sound in his stomach, which was like tens of thousands of steel needles entering his body. He screamed in pain and hurriedly lowered his head to check. If he didn't look, he was frightened to death.
All he saw was that his lower abdomen was a mess of blood and flesh, his clothes were smashed and scorched and fell into pieces, and there was a pungent green smoke rising from his lower abdomen.
Su Jinfei kicked Yan San out, brought the thing in his hand to his mouth, blew on it, and cursed: "I didn't even have time to find a piece of cloth to wrap my hands, and my hands were almost blistered because of this.
One little bit will give you a few more cuts."
Everyone swarmed up and grabbed Yan San and controlled him tightly. Ma Han was so angry that he almost let this guy hurt the young master under his own eyes, so he slapped Yan San in the face and slapped Yan San in the mouth for more than 30 times, making him semi-conscious.
Yan San was knocked unconscious from the beating.
When everyone saw what was in Su Jin's hand, they understood why he held the candlestick in his hand despite his busy schedule. It turned out that it was just to light the fuse of the musket in his hand. Thanks to his quick hands, he was able to dodge the knife and retreat in a short period of time.
Then he lit the musket and fired Yan Sanyi's gun. Many of these actions were completed in an instant.
Su Jin was also quite frightened. Originally, he was ready to take time to hit Yan San's head with melon seeds all over his face when he pounced on him. Unfortunately, the fuse of the musket was actually damp, and the first time he lit it did not light up.
Then Yan Sanqi came closer. Fortunately, God blessed him, and the gunpowder in the gun was not affected. It turned out that the method he came up with to wrap gunpowder and iron sand in a small oilcloth bag was indeed effective in waterproofing.
Someone used the tip of a knife to push away the tattered clothes on Yan San's belly. His scalp suddenly felt numb when he saw it. Thousands of iron sand were densely hitting Yan San's navel, like a lot of frog eggs. It looked extremely disgusting.
Thousands of holes ooze out blood and look like the spout of a watering can for watering flowers.
"Master, what should I do with this man?" someone asked.
"What else can we do? Kill him and knock him down." Ma Han shouted with a glare. As he spoke, he raised the knife and chopped off Yan San's head, causing blood to spurt out on the floor.
Xia Siling buried her head in Su Jin's arms and did not dare to look. Su Jin took her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, something has happened here, we should leave."
Xia Siling bit her lips and nodded. She reached out and picked up a brocade box on the dressing table and followed Su Jin and others downstairs. Wang Dynasty came over from the front yard with a group of people. Su Jin asked, "Has everything been solved?"
Chao Chao said: "No one is left, but we have to leave quickly. The servants in the mansion are already fleeing, and officers and soldiers will be recruited soon. I can't bear to kill innocent servants, so I let them run for their lives."
Su Jin nodded and said: "That's how it should be, the servants are innocent." In a blink of an eye, he saw several nursing staff carrying several large packages, and frowned and asked: "What are those people carrying?"
Wang Chao scratched his head and said: "They found some gold and silver jewelry in the inner house. I asked them to pack it up and take it out. It's up to the young master to decide."
Su Jin glanced at Xia Siling, frowned and said, "We are here to save people, not to be bandits. Leave it behind."
The guards hurriedly took the package off their shoulders and were about to throw it on the dirt floor, but heard Xia Siling whisper softly: "Take it with you, this is the property of my Xia family, and the slave family has the right to take it away. Besides, from now on, the slave family will be with this family."
There is nothing to do with the house anymore, and the slave family also needs to live with their money and belongings."
Su Jin said in astonishment: "Follow me, are you still worried about this?"
Ma Han said loudly: "That's different, just think of it as a dowry. Mr. Xia's daughter is with our young master, no matter what, we have to make him bleed. Besides, if there is no dowry, will Miss Xia not be in our house in the future?"
status."
Su Jin shouted: "No nonsense."
Xia Siling's face turned red and she said, "Brother Ma is right, just think of it as the dowry given by your father."
Su Jinxin said: "I wish you had said so earlier. If it hadn't been for your face today, I would have turned Xia Mansion upside down."
The number of people was counted at the moment. Except for a nurse who stepped on the bluestone and broke his head while chasing people, everyone was unharmed. Su Jin ordered to return to where they were; everyone evacuated quickly along the way they came from. When climbing the tree,
Su Jin tied Xia Siling's waist with a rope, and Dynasty Mahan forcefully dragged Xia Siling up to the treetop. Xia Siling was so frightened that her face turned pale but she did not dare to scream, and she bit her lower lip until it bled.
When everyone returned to the outside of the wall, the two small boats were still parked on the dark river. No one dared to stop at all. They all got into the boats. Su Jin took off his robe and wrapped Xia Siling's wet body in his arms.
The boat rushed down the river quickly into the Bianhe River. The rain gradually became lighter, people were gradually walking on the river bank, and the lights in the brothels and restaurants gradually became brighter.
The boat went all the way down the swollen river, and docked at the Luokang Hutong Pier three miles downstream. Everyone quickly abandoned the boat and went ashore without stopping. The last two people who got off the boat cut a big hole in the bottom of the boat with their swords, and allowed the boat to float down the river.
Gradually sinking in the middle of the river downstream.
Wang Chao gave a gentle high-five, and three black carriages that had been parked in the shadow of the dock quickly drove over. Everyone got on the carriage quietly, and soon disappeared without a trace in the night after the rain.