I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 711
No, just when the guys from Yuntaijiao had just reacted, Xu Yang, who was accompanying him like a shadow, had already pulled out two kitchen knives from his arms, and threw them directly at Zhao Ruiwen's back.

Hearing the sound of breaking through the air behind him, Zhao Ruiwen, who was only thinking about running for his life, shivered.

He has lingering fears about this kind of voice, even though he has only heard it once since he was a child, but whenever he thinks of the encounter where his life was hanging by a thread, even in his sleep, it can directly wake him up.

Zhao Ruiwen, who was deeply impressed by this, quickly turned his head to take a look.

Sure enough, what flew behind him were two kitchen knives that were as ordinary as before.

Back then, when the White Tiger Gang was stationed, he was almost taken to the Hades Palace by these two sudden kitchen knives.

Similar movements, familiar kitchen knives, you have to say that the masked boy chasing him behind him is not Xu Yang from Canglongmen, he is someone who can eat these two kitchen knives that are flying fast.

Of course, although he was thinking wildly in his heart, Zhao Ruiwen dodged to the right without hesitation.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Zhao Ruiwen, who suffered a big loss at the hands of Xu Yang, did not dare to set an example and taste the feeling of a kitchen knife being directly inserted into his body.

Zhao Ruiwen's dodge was indeed done in a timely manner.

No, his body was already a foot away, and the two kitchen knives thrown from Xu Yang's hand whizzed past him.

It's a pity that before Zhao Ruiwen, who had successfully avoided a danger, had a tinge of rejoicing, Xu Yang's back tricks followed one after another.

Back in time for one second, at the moment Zhao Ruiwen flashed to the right, Xu Yang had already judged the opponent's next move from the twisted direction of his leg muscles.

Therefore, Xu Yang raised his right hand without hesitation, towards the direction where Zhao Ruiwen was about to flash, and slammed the trigger of the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle.

Zhao Ruiwen, who had escaped the catastrophe, had just flashed a foot away, and the rainstorm pear blossom needle shot from Xu Yang's right wrist had already flown to his current position.

This time, Zhao Ruiwen was really shocked.

If he could have reacted in time with the two kitchen knives just now, the arrival of this rainstorm of pear blossom needles would have almost killed him.

At this moment, Zhao Ruiwen didn't even have the thought of avoiding it, his body had already jumped forward in embarrassment based on an instinctive reaction.

"Swish, swish..." These dozens of silver needles, shining with cold light, flew forward while clinging to his body.

Zhao Ruiwen, who fell to the ground like a vicious dog snatching food, broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

Fortunately, decades of life and death in the rivers and lakes have allowed his body to retain a trace of instinctive reactions.

At that moment just now, if the reaction had been a little slower by half a beat, Zhao Ruiwen's back would have already been filled with silver needles.

It's just that that didn't count, Zhao Ruiwen, who hadn't waited for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, breathed a sigh of relief, the familiar and frightening whistling sound came from behind again.

Zhao Ruiwen, who is full of grief and panic in his heart, really wants to turn his head and yell at me at this moment.

Of course, even though he thought so in his heart, he who was lying on the ground didn't dare to stay in place for half a minute.

In the next second, Zhao Ruiwen, who was over fifty years old, didn't care about the so-called image at all, and directly showed everyone a lazy donkey roll on this muddy ground.

The successive attacks with hidden weapons were narrowly avoided by Zhao Ruiwen one by one.

But this series of evasive actions wasted a lot of precious escape time.

Therefore, before Zhao Ruiwen, who had finished rolling the lazy donkey, got up from the ground, Xu Yang, who was only half a step slower than him just now, had already strode after him.

As a result, Zhao Ruiwen, who wanted to escape with all his heart, had no choice but to face the threat of the boning knife in Xu Yang's hand again.

There are two flowers blooming, one for each.

Just when Zhao Ruiwen, who chose to run away alone, got entangled with Xu Yang again, those subordinates who were abandoned by him were all disheartened.

Escape, there is no way to escape.

Zhao Ruiwen, who acted against them in treachery, is the best lesson from the past.

Of course, fighting is even more unbeatable.

Even if that old boy Zhao Ruiwen didn't choose to run away, they are definitely no match for them alone.

So, these guys simply put their hearts to one side, threw the weapons in their hands to the ground, and chose to raise their hands to surrender.

There is a saying that it is better to live than to die.

Zhao Ruiwen, the backbone, had already left them. No matter how hard they struggled, they would die in the end.

Instead, let both parties save a little effort.

At this point, the group of Wanshou Villa disciples who originally thought of Qingmuya and set up an ambush against Xu Yang, has reached the point of falling apart.

Dead and wounded, except for the old boy Zhao Ruiwen who was still breathing heavily, the rest of them all chose to surrender.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ruiwen, who was pressed close to him by Xu Yang again, suddenly felt a little inexplicable sadness in his heart.

What he is sad about is not only because his dozen or so active subordinates are exhausted now.

At this time, Zhao Ruiwen felt even more saddened by his own situation.

You know, he, Xu, is a well-known top player in the Jianghu.

Although his martial arts cultivation is as high as the first-class high-grade state, although he is still far away from the state of a master, Zhao Ruiwen still feels that he has few opponents in the arena.

Unexpectedly, he, who was proud and arrogant, fell into the hands of the kid surnamed Xu in front of him one after another.

For him who is over fifty years old, it is really a kind of sadness that cannot be expressed in words.

So, when Mo Xingjian and the others also ran over and surrounded him, Zhao Ruiwen, who had been trying to break through but failed, and had exhausted his internal energy, felt completely defeated.

Uncle, this is really a time of death, he has been in the arena for decades, but he was defeated by a 19-year-old brat.

It is estimated that if he ran to the palace of the king of hell, he would also have to be laughed at by the bull-headed horse face in the palace of the king of hell.

Of course, the most important thing is that after the defeat, those of his subordinates can still choose to surrender.

After all, these guys are not deeply involved, and they don't understand a lot of key information.

In addition, their family members did not live in the Longevity Villa. This is a choice to surrender, and it will not harm their wives, children and parents in a while.

And he couldn't make the same choice at all.

Because his situation is exactly the opposite of those of his subordinates.

As long as he dared to reveal any key information, his family would definitely be implicated.

So, after Xu Yang kept persuading him to surrender, but he tried his best to fail to break through, Zhao Ruiwen, whose complexion became darker and darker, pushed his tongue hard into the back of his teeth, and then bit down hard.

(End of this chapter)