If it weren’t for the gas therapy to make Chen Shaobai recover quickly, if it weren’t for his sword dancing in the middle of the night, he simply didn’t want to think about what would happen.
"If you don’t pull your face out later, you will definitely kill your hand once you make a move."
After this unforgettable experience, Chen Shaobai gradually developed a cruel and merciless attitude towards the enemy. Almost everyone knows that it is here that he has stepped out of the first step of his magnificent kendo career.
"Drink!"
Xiong Yingjie pulled out a heavy and thick butcher knife in his hand. He took the lead in attacking out of fear and broke out with a super-standard knife.
The power of this knife is extremely strong, just like a giant with a mountain axe. Even if Chen Shaobai has the help of Qi therapy, he will be split in two if he is hit by this knife.
The sharp knife wind scattered the broken hair on Chen Shaobai’s forehead.
He chuckled a little sideways, like a spirit ape hiding from each other’s attacks.
With a knife, Xiong Yingjie’s body lost its balance, and it took a lot of J and jīng force to barely maintain itself.
He wanted to fight back, but in an instant, a long sword danced brilliantly in the middle, and directly cut off most of his neck and vertebrae, leaving a little flesh barely connected.
Qiang Qiang!
The collision between the sword and the bone made a toothache, but for the excellent quality of this sword, I’m afraid it would be damaged in this chopping.
Head broken Xiong Yingjie huge body instantly lost the strength to support "bang" a heavy hit the ground.
And that Yan Sanzao has stopped breathing, and his body is gradually cooling and stiff.
Chen Shaobai killed two people for the first time, but maybe it was because he hunted in the mountains all the year round. He didn’t have any extra strange feelings and felt that their bodies were extremely ferocious and ugly.
"I cut off an arm of this bear blind today, and he hasn’t adapted to the new body balance. If I give him a few more days, I’m afraid it won’t be so easy now."
Chen Shaobai didn’t practice the intellectual man fit longitudinal technique to behead the other side, and he was also sprayed with salty blood from the fracture of his neck and poured all over his face.
The dark clouds that covered the moon were blown away by a breeze, and Yin Hui threw her into his body, which was covered with blood, and he was like a messenger from Hell and Back.
This time, although the battle was not jǐng, it was loud enough. Chen Shaobai knew that there were few five keen hunters nearby who had woken up, but one person went out to find out.
This scene is similar to that of the village chief’s powerful intention and the widow of a good family three years ago!
"Every man sweeps his own snow, but he doesn’t care about other people’s tile frost." He bowed his head and pondered for a moment, but instead revealed a hint of ridicule.
"It would be so interesting if everyone around you is like this."
"isn’t it fast to practice the strongest fencing, eat the most delicious food, swim the most wonderful scenery and make the most interesting friends with Miao Miao to travel all over the world? ！”
A read this Chen Shaobai laughing face upwards, chest gas unprecedented access.
This is a qualitative change in one’s stature and courage.
However, killing people is not as simple as that described in the novel. Chen Shaobai still needs to consider a list of possible consequences. Even if the laws of this world are not as majestic as those of the first China, they still have a lot of law enforcement efforts.
Even if two ruffians are killed, once obvious evidence is found, he will go to jail for at least ten years, otherwise there will be two games.
Either carry a generation of Shang wanted orders into exile; Or the sword of the wind-state captors goes through the heart and dies.
The two men’s bodies add up to four hundred catties, and Chen Shaobai doesn’t have anything suitable for hunting bags at hand. He is familiar with thick hemp rope and binds them tightly, dragging their gradually cold bodies to Xiang Qiu Magic Mountain.
The village is very small, but the autumn magic mountain is very vast. A hunter Chen Shaobai naturally knows where to hide things and bury bodies.
The digger lasted for half an hour.
Chen Shaobai coldly picked up Yan San’s body just as he was about to throw it in into the pit, but a casual glance made his heart jump wildly.
Put your hand into Yan San’s clothes pocket and pull it in your hand, and a piece of lavender Se paper with a length of three inches and a width of two inches appears.
I don’t know if the paper is made of such materials as light and tough, but even if it is torn by force, it won’t cause any cracks. The purple Se base is branded with several golden business characters, "One hundred and twenty silver"
On the back, there is still the commercial text "Wan Ji Lou", and the three gold Se characters are wrapped around the complicated and dark silver Se cipher lines to prevent counterfeiting.
Smell the mint-like cool fragrance of silver ticket and look at the side writing. Chen Shaobai "hissed" and gasped.
"Money is really rich! I have worked hard for so many years to save less than 120 silver, and Yan San is just a little sidekick of Xiong Yingjie who idles around and can carry so much money with him in everything. It is true that killing and setting fire to the golden belt is true! "
Chen Shaobai, who has been born in this world for fifteen years, knows that this kind of thing, the silver ticket, is not as circulated as he thought before crossing, and the huge check in the past life is a quality that ordinary people smell its name but don’t see its real thing. It is an out-and-out high-end object, and even if it is used to eliminate it, ordinary stores dare not pick it up.
Chen Shaobai naturally turned his attention to Xiong Yingjie’s body after he tasted the sweetness of a hundred taels of silver tickets from Wanji Tower.