"Hey, what about you, have you finished eating? Hurry up after eating, the masters want to use this table." Another of the young men in the green shirt came to the table, banged on the table, and said impatiently.

The down-and-out figure sighed, as if he was talking to himself: "Uncle, hehe, it's ridiculous, when did you ask the registered disciples of the Sword Sect to become such a group of uneducated things." ”

Although the voice was soft, it fell on the ears of the young men in green shirts.

The faces of several people suddenly changed greatly.

"What a big guts, you dare to say it again...", a young man in a green shirt said, grabbed it out, and slapped it on the shoulder of this lonely and depressed figure.

This palm contains dark energy, if an ordinary person is shot, even if the shoulder blade is not broken, he will have to rest in bed for half a month to recover, just now I heard this person say nothing, he dared to humiliate and ask the Sword Sect, the young man in the green shirt intends to teach the madman in front of him a good lesson.

Who knew that this palm was like slapping on steel.

A force of shock came, with a click, the young man in the green shirt turned pale, his body was like a ball that had been pumped, he flew out upside down, knocked several companions away, rolled the ground like a gourd, screamed in pain, looked down, and his wrist was dislocated.

There was chaos in the lobby.

"What's going on?" Tian Heng, the face of the national character, and Zhang Wenzhao, the handsome swordsman, stood up with shocked expressions.

"Senior Brother Tian, Senior Brother Zhang, that kid shot and injured our people...... Huh, what about people?" a young man in a green shirt pointed angrily to the position by the window, but suddenly froze, because he was surprised to find that he didn't know when, the lonely figure and the fat white cat had disappeared silently.

"What the hell, I was still ...... just now"

"Disappeared in an instant......"

"What's going on?"

A group of young men in green shirts all looked at each other, the person was still at the table just now, and it was only a moment of effort, but he disappeared without a trace, in broad daylight, could it be...... Did you meet a ghost? Or is that person actually a super strong person?

"Forget it, hurry up and eat and rest, don't make trouble for me again. Tian Heng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to hurry up and eat, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

After a while, another young man in a green shirt came up from downstairs and said something in Tian Heng's ear.

"Alright, the fish has been hooked and can be reeled, let's go, let's do it immediately. Tian Heng got up and left the restaurant with all the young samurai.

......

......

A dilapidated inn in the slums of Taiping City.

The earth walls on all sides enclose a piece of land of more than ten acres, which is densely packed with hundreds of narrow grass huts and wooden houses, which can be regarded as guest houses, and the people who come and go are extremely complicated, and the people of all kinds are noisy, and there are all kinds of people from three religions and nine streams.

In a very inconspicuous grass hut closest to the west, a shirtless boy with a bloodstained bandage sat quietly on the ground.

The dappled sunlight, through the thatched gaps, penetrated into the house, and fell on the young man's body, which was an extremely ordinary face, but revealed perseverance, a pair of arm muscles bulged, and the complexion was slightly dark, looking extremely strong, but the white bandages on the body had been soaked in blood, obviously the injury was not light.

It is Zhang Fan, a registered disciple of the Tsing Yi East Academy.

This Orion boy from Baiman Mountain looked a little wolf, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his face was tired.

The room smelled of medicine.

Zhang Fan is like a sculpture, quietly exercising exercises to heal his wounds.

The face of his cultivation is extremely strange, and he can't sense the slightest trace of mystical breath, but under the surface of the muscles of his body, there seem to be small insects crawling, raising small bumps that swim away rapidly, and his entire chest is still vibrating violently, like a giant drum, and the strong and powerful heart seems to be about to break open the body and jump out.

Under this silent tremor, the whole thatched house trembled slightly.

Under the sunlight, clusters of blood-red flames flickered from Zhang Fan's body, as if they were blooming blood lotuses.

It was a symbol of boiling blood and blood.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Zhang Fan stopped practicing.

Opening his eyes slightly, a wry smile appeared on the face of the Orion boy: "Finally found it again...... After all this time, you still won't let me go?"

Grabbing the Baizhan long knife beside him with his backhand, and tying the stainless steel longbow and wolf tooth quiver hanging on the grass wall, Zhang Fan chose to leave without hesitation.

The inn he chose was in a slum area, and the people who came and went were extremely chaotic, and he originally thought that the other party would not find it so quickly, but unfortunately...... Fortunately, he was born in Orion, and he has always maintained the habit of being vigilant, and the house he chose is also the west gate near the inn wall, as long as he follows the wall, the huge slum is like a tide, and it is not difficult to get out.

The cat was bent on the waist, the steps were light, Zhang Fan was wearing a black cloak and hat, and his steps were hurried but not flustered towards the west gate.

The footsteps behind him became more and more urgent.

"See that traitor, where ......" someone shouted.

Zhang Fan quickened his pace.

"Where to go?" The wind howled, and a cyan figure like a big bird jumped up in the air and stabbed out towards Zhang Fan's back.

Zhang Fan didn't look back, suddenly flashed to the right, avoided the sword, and then his waist was the axis, and the long knife of a hundred battles roared out, and the blood all over his body roared like a wild wave, and the sword light flickered, as if he was training on the side.

When he heard a loud noise, the attacker blocked it with his sword, but he was shocked by a sword and flew more than ten meters away.

Zhang Fan borrowed his strength and ran out of more than 30 meters in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it, chase me!"

"Don't let him run!"

There was a burst of angry shouting.

This sudden battle surprised the people around the inn a little, but similar fighting scenes are not unfamiliar to many people, so after a little panic, they quickly calmed down again.

......

Whew!

Zhang Fan breathed violently.

Running all the way, the wound on his body that had just grown was broken again because of too much force, and the blood was left through the bandage, making him feel that his body, like an inverted hourglass, was passing rapidly.

In front is a deep alley.

Beyond this alley, there is a large bazaar, and at this time of the day, tens of thousands of people appear in this bazaar, and as long as you enter the bazaar, with the help of the cover of the crowd, it is easy to get rid of these pursuers.

These are all escape routes that Zhang Fan has designed a long time ago.

After many years of Orion career, in the jungle full of dangers, following his fathers, playing a game of hide and seek death with demons, this teenager has unparalleled escape skills and abilities -

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