As the old saying goes, the fist is afraid of the young, and the knife is not the same.

In the past, no one knew that the head of the wandering knife was actually the old man with a rosacea nose in the Yanta Academy, and I am afraid that few people will know about it in the future.

Shen Leng knew very well that these people were all bad people, wicked people, people who could do anything for money, so Shen Leng didn't leave any room when he started, but when the old man fell under his knife, he seemed to see not only the disappearance of a person's life, but also a kind of unwillingness to be arranged by fate.

The water bandits on the Nanping River always say, if you don't have to worry about food and clothing, who wants to be a bandit?

It's just a, it's.

So Shen Leng looked at the unwillingness in the old man's eyes when he fell, and there was no distress.

Bad people who do bad things to themselves and label themselves as unwilling to be arranged by fate are not bad people?

There were still a lot of stray knives left, at least forty or fifty people, and they watched the head of the knife fall, and the knife in their hands tightened.

Shen Leng thought that they would fight hard, but no, dozens of swordsmen knelt down, these guys who were willing to do anything for money almost simultaneously put the steel knife in their hands on their necks, and then a small half of them wiped their necks, and the other half of them trembled, I don't know who shouted and stood up and ran, and the rest of the people also ran.

Shen Leng looked at it but didn't stop it, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

"The head of the knife is not there, and the wandering knife is dead."

A man lying in a pool of blood raised his hand with difficulty, as if trying to pull his fleeing companion back, muttering the words: "We swore together ......"

If you don't keep this kind of thing, of course, you won't be struck by the sky, these people who do all kinds of evil also have the pure land they keep in their hearts, some people keep it, some people give up, this pure land is called righteousness.

Shen Leng looked at the fallen corpses in a daze, what Mr. said is really right, the human heart is really the most complicated thing in the world.

But he knew that the matter was not over at this point, and he had to do something that would make Meng Changan's heart tremble if others wanted to move him after he left, so he found a mop in the warehouse, stained it with blood on the ground, and wrote a few words on the floor of the warehouse.

If you want to kill Meng Changan, kill Shen Leng first.

Tea Master came in from the window, stood next to him and looked at the words, frowning slightly: "Unlucky." ”

Shen Leng sighed and erased the last few words.

If you want to kill Meng Changan, you must die before Meng Changan.

Tea Ye could see that Shen Leng was in a complicated mood, in fact, how could she be different, those swordsmen did not hesitate at all when they committed suicide, it happened naturally, this is the difference between groups and individuals, if there is only one stray knife here, the swordsman may not commit suicide, when one person does that, others follow and it becomes easy, when one person stands up and runs, it becomes easy for others to follow.

"Let's go."

Shen Leng stretched out his hand, and the tea master put his hand in his palm, and Shen Leng found that the tea master's hand was very cold.

Today, the tea master broke the killing ring.

Ascend to the first floor.

At this time, the other guests in the building have already left, the hall is empty, a few guys stand aside yawning, but dare not leave, because the boss is on the second floor to drink tea, every day the boss will sit on the second floor for half an hour, and then go home on time, everyone knows that the boss is very respectful to the wife, and some people say that they are afraid of their wives.

Today is an exception, the boss is waiting for someone.

Meng Changan came back with a change of clothes and looked better, and his walking posture was obviously a little wrong, after all, the knife was very fierce, Lang Zhong in the academy gave him medicine, and the wound was stitched up and bandaged very well, but the pain couldn't be stopped.

He smiled apologetically and began to order.

Someone ran up to the second floor through the hall, Meng Changan glanced back, and made sure that the person who ran up was very good, even if he deliberately pressed his steps, he couldn't hide Meng Changan's eyes.

On the second floor, a middle-aged man wearing a crescent white robe raised his head to look at the young man who had just come in, and shook his head slightly: "When will I be calmer?" ”

The man who came up was in his twenties, and he was a very spirited young man.

"Master, it's done."

He said three words, and his mouth couldn't close when he smiled.

"It's not worth your pleasure."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup: "It's not that we can't move the stray knife, but we can't move it casually, the stray knife has no bottom line and no rules, we have, if the proprietor asks, I can't explain, after all, we have two words pressed on our bodies." ”

There is one word, and there are two mouths.

The young man snorted, "Fortunately, someone started." ”

The middle-aged man said: "Let's go back first, tonight is not destined to be stable, I will sit here for a while and those little guys will be stable for a while, after all, it can be regarded as helping us." ”

The young man sighed, "The three of them are so lucky. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said nothing.

Shen Leng and Cha Ye left the dock and rushed back to the first floor, but the killing on the dock did not stop because of their departure...... A swordsman walked against the wall, thinking about leaving the place as soon as possible, and then he was in a trance for a moment, and before he could react, a person in white appeared in front and behind, one in front and one in the back.

On the side of the trestle, three swordsmen jumped into a small boat and were about to leave, when they untied the rope, they heard a sound of footsteps, and looked up, a row of people in white appeared on the trestle, like filial piety, gloomy and murderous, they were so frightened that their faces were bloodless, and then a crossbow arrow shot over, and three people fell on the boat.

A knife man married his wife locally, and his home was not far from the dock, and when he ran to the door, he was thinking about how to explain to his wife that he wanted to leave Chang'an as soon as possible..... When the swordsman was stunned, a knife came out of the door and pierced his heart.

When Shen Leng arrived outside the door of the Dengdi Building, the young man in the Dengdi Building had already returned to the dock warehouse, and the man in white silently brought back all the corpses of the swordsmen and threw them on the floor of the warehouse.

"If you want to kill Meng Changan, you must die before Meng Changan?"

The young man read the words left by Shen Leng, and found that a piece had been erased, thinking that it was possible that these words were also written with typos?

But he likes the style of young people who keep words, young people, and the ideas are probably the same.

"Master Bai, it's all done."

A white-clothed swordsman came over and said a word, with a humble attitude.

Everyone knows that in addition to the chief helmsman of the Flowing Cloud Society, the two most terrifying people are one called Black Eyes and the other is called White Fang, this young man's teeth are indeed very white and neat when he laughs, and the only thing that can bleed may be the slightly playful tiger tooth.

"Bring me a chair."

White Fang commanded, "I'll wait here for a while, you guys disperse." ”

The white-clothed men of the brigade evacuated in a neat and orderly manner, quiet only the sound of footsteps, and when the queue left, the steps seemed to be able to step on people's hearts, and every step hurt.

Soon after, a group of people appeared on the dock, led by the three masters of Guantangkou, who smelled a smell of blood from a distance, the door of the warehouse was open, and the young man in white sat on a chair under the lamp and seemed to be asleep.

There are not many people on the dark passages of Chang'an City who can hide and walk when they see it, and it just so happens that Liuyun Hui White Fang is one of them.

Even if the three masters in Guantangkou bit his tooth, he didn't dare to touch that tooth, and he suddenly opened his mouth and scolded as he walked: "-him-...... The group of mad dogs with stray knives must have saved a lot of silver over the years, and the people of the Liuyun Club don't want to spit out a copper coin, so how can others play? ”

Yanta Academy.

The old dean, who had not shown up for many years, entertained guests late at night, although the guests were not worthy of his personal reception, but after all, it involved more than just one person or two people from the academy.

The person who came was the chief arrester of Chang'an Mansion, a man with a square face and a loyal personality, he was no longer confused, he should have been a sharp person when he was young, and now he looked a little cramped and uneasy sitting in front of the old dean.

"You want to take him away?"

The old dean asked.

The chief arrester Xue Qian nodded hurriedly: "Hanging people's heads and entering the first floor, how many people's eyes are watching, how can this matter be asked clearly...... He knew that it was not appropriate to disturb the dean late at night, but Meng Changan was from the academy...... So I can only take the liberty of coming to the door, and I ask the dean not to blame. ”

The old dean said in a strange tone: "Yes, he is from the academy, after all, the academy is not a place outside the law. ”

Xue Qian was relieved: "Yes, yes, I thank the dean for your compassion, and I am grateful for my humble position......."

The old dean was silent for a while and then said, "It seems that you still don't understand what I mean...... The academy is not a place outside the law, and no one can provoke the majesty of Daning's law, but the people of the academy are the people of the academy, and what they do is the right academy award, and if they do wrong, they will be punished by the academy, and they will be punished by the academy, and the academy will kill ......"

When Xue Qian heard these words, he immediately stood up and bowed: "It's a lowly job, and I'm going back." ”

The old dean sighed: "Go back, if the prefect asks, you can repeat my words." ”

Xue Qian bowed back and dared to turn around and leave when he went out, saying in his heart that the old dean of the academy was really like the legend, it was really fucking unreasonable......

Fortunately, his official position is low, so let the prefect find a way to go to the round.

In the first building, Shen Leng was a little embarrassed when he sat down: "It's a pity not to drink a little wine for such a big table." ”

Meng Changan said: "Why can't you drink?" ”

Shen Leng: "I'm talking about you." ”

He happily brought the wine jug in front of Meng Changan to himself: "Mr. is terrible, he only gives one glass of wine every time, and he is still a little uncomfortable when he suddenly drinks as much as he wants." ”

The corners of Meng Changan's mouth twitched, he was injured, and it was indeed not appropriate to drink.

But he is Meng Changan, and Shen Leng is sitting opposite, if others want him to accompany Meng Changan to drink, if he doesn't want to drink, he won't drink, but where can Shen Leng not drink when he comes?

After three rounds of drinking, the faces of the two young men turned red, and Shen sneered and asked Why don't you say thank you?

Meng Changan raised his head and drank the last glass of wine, and put down the wine glass with a snap: "You are a stupid lengzi, my father picked you up to let you block the trouble for me, why do you want to say thank you?" ”

The tea master's face was cold.

Meng Changan lowered his head and muttered to himself: "I'll block you back when you go back......"

The tea master suddenly understood what was coming, and Silly Lengzi asked him why he didn't say thank you, because for Shen Leng, a word of thank you was enough, and for Meng Changan, this was a sentiment that the word thank you did not match.

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