The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 59 Gunshots
The rain was thick and dense, and the killing suddenly broke out.

Chen Zhuo stood in the rain, looking at Wu Bangyan opposite him, and the second elder behind him.

As soon as the killing sound fell from behind, he didn't turn his head. He stretched out his arms, his spine was steep, and there were several shining throwing knives in the gap between his fingers. , The flying knife has already been released, and it went straight to the second elder and Wu Bang.

The old knife staggered, Renbo shook his body, his face turned pale, and at the same time they all hurriedly hid behind Wu Bangyan.

But what is unexpected is that the flying knife did not come straight out, but the moment it was released, it turned back in the rain like a spring swallow returning to its nest, passed by Chen Zhuo's side, and shot at the knife and axe who was approaching behind him .

"Puff puff puff..."

Blossoming and beautiful blood flowers bloomed under the rainy atmosphere.

The four eyes met, from the beginning to the end, Chen Zhuo's eyes never left Wu Bangyan's body.

"Have you heard, those people in the north gave you a great name, 'Marquis of Zhenbei'. Even the storyteller made up a joke, 'Raksha face, ecstasy knife, bare hands pick Zhenbei Jiao'. Gong Baotian spent half his life running around, and he only got the title of 'Gong Monkey', which is not comparable to you. In less than a year, his reputation has shaken the north."

Wu Bangyan said with a half-smile, but a pair of angry eyes looked him up and down, as if he wanted to see carefully what makes him different.

Suddenly, he caught sight of Chen Zhuo's full head of short hair, and there was some strangeness in his eyes, "Has the braid been cut?"

Chen Zhuo didn't even look at the knife-axe hand behind him, and felt cold in his sleeves, like two rounds of arc moons, which disappeared in a flash. The three knife-axe men behind him who raised their knives to mid-air immediately stared round at the bloodshot eyes. The eyes and neck were bloodstained and burst, the veins in the throat were throbbing, and he fell limp while strangling his throat.

Chen Zhuo took a few steps to the side, just avoiding the range of the blood mist, the scimitar in his sleeve appeared and disappeared, stretched and retracted, and vomited.It seems to be facing the enemy with its back, but the back of the head seems to have eyes, and the two rounds of sword lights are more like flying, erratic and reciprocating. Within half a step, his throat was cut and bloodletting.

"Then you're wrong, I've never had a braid."

As he said that, his body suddenly became short, his legs parted, and he slid back against the ground. He had already slipped into the circle of knives that couldn't get into the water, and the circle of people was stacked four or five times. The two knives were close to the flesh. Stretching the tendons, scratching the bones around the legs, and as soon as he got up, the seven or eight swordsmen in front of him fell to the ground screaming, rolling around in the rain with their legs hugged.

The old knife handle roared loudly: "Whoever hurts him will be rewarded with 3000 taels! Whoever cuts off his limbs will be rewarded with 5000 taels for an arm! Whoever kills him will be rewarded with 1 taels!!"

A piercing and piercing voice resounded in the rain.

The sound came into the ears, and the fear in the eyes of those swordsmen was swallowed up madly in an instant, their eyes were red, and their faces were reddened by the naked eye. Chen Zhuohan rushed forward without fear of death.

"kill!"

"Kill him!"

Before he could utter a few yells, the axeman who fell on the ground was trampled to death by the swarming crowd and turned into a puddle of mud.

Chen Zhuo frowned, a flying knife suddenly approached the elders, but Wu Bang reached out and grabbed the flying knife in the air.

As if he knew Chen Zhuo's background, Wu Bang talked eloquently and authentically: "You started in Guanzhong, and everything you learned was honed between life and death. Later, you worshiped Wang Wu as your teacher. Although you have the name of master and apprentice, it took less than a year. , How much affection can be saved by the fate of several faces... Are you interested in turning away from the dark and turning to the bright?"

Chen Zhuo stretched out his swords, his feet moved and turned, like a flying crane, he jumped into the crowd and started killing.

He is not unfamiliar with such a scene with few enemies and many enemies.

There are many bandits in Guanzhong, big bandits are rampant, and there are not a few people who gather together. Burning, killing and looting, even the government has to flee, but he killed a lot of them. Eat dirt, and don't want to come back.

"What is light? What is darkness?"

Chen Zhuo slaughtered from left to right, turned his neck and swayed his shoulders, a rakshasa face seemed to appear out of thin air on his face, blood droplets splashed on it, leaving strands of bloodstains, thrilling and frightening.

He kills fast, and those people pounce even faster.

"The one who knows the current affairs is the one who knows."

Wu Bang watched intently, as if he had no intention of making a move, but also seemed to disdain to make a move, not worth it.

Chen Zhuo dodged a few knives and axes, took advantage of the opponent's moves, thrust his arms up and down, burst out with energy, the knives and axes stood in front of him like a mountain, staggered and rolled backwards.

"It turns out that you are also the eagle dog of the imperial court?"

It's just that money touches people's hearts. In the chaos, the leader of the knife and axemen slowed down, and the people behind him stabbed through the chest. Several knives came out of their clothes, and blood sprayed, trying to stab Chen Zhuo's heart.

Not only that, but the man who was hit by the knife flew towards his death, and hugged Chen Zhuo's right arm tightly. Before the tragic and happy smile appeared on his face, the blood gushed violently, and both arms had been severed.

Until his death, the severed hand was still holding on to Chen Zhuo's arm.

The long alley was narrow, and Chen Zhuo swung his knife like flying, gouging out his belt and picking at it, pouring hot blood into splashes, staining the blue bricks on both sides with blood stains like ink stains.

"How can people like you understand that some people don't need to walk together day and night, and get along day and night, just seeing each other is a life-and-death friendship, which is enough to be utterly loyal; confidant."

Wu Bangyan asked again, "I heard that you and the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus have a special relationship?"

Chen Zhuo's blade touched one person's neck, he didn't speak, but punched it out with an elbow, and the knife and axe in front of him swayed his hands and feet in an instant, and flew out backwards.

Wu Bangyan said indifferently: "Hand over this woman, fame and fortune are within your reach, and we can even introduce you to some important people."

Chen Zhuo also replied indifferently: "Since you know that I have a special relationship with her, you should know that only one person can get out alive today."

Wu Bangyan pretended to sigh regretfully, "It's just a woman, I even killed my wife and children back then... With your talent, within ten years, you will become a first-class master, start with fame and wealth, and start a sect. , why do you need to roll around in this dirty arena?"

Chen Zhuo seduced the soul with the sword, and said on his mouth: "I feel satisfied with my chest, and the bloody wash is hit by the knife!"

"Ah!"

Wu Bangyan suddenly let out a low laugh, but his smile changed sharply, and he rushed out with big strides, and a whip leg swept out in the air.

"Snapped!"

What he kicked was not Chen Zhuo, but a swordsman.

That person's muscles and bones exploded in an instant, his seven orifices spurted blood, his eyes quickly dimmed as he screamed, and he slammed straight towards Chen Zhuo. With all his strength, the strong wind shattered the rainy atmosphere.

Chen Zhuo was always on guard against Wu Bangyan, seeing his movements, he was already vigilant, but he did not expect that this man looked burly, but his movements were not slow at all, swift and domineering, like a lion and tiger crossing the border, relying on its strong muscles and bones, It is pushed horizontally, with great force.

Chen Zhuo crossed his arms and wanted to stop the body that was flying towards him, but Wu Bangyan's figure suddenly disappeared, his heart froze, and he flew back out of the way.

"puff!"

The corpse crashed into the hands of a crowd of knives and axes, and it was instantly torn apart. It exploded like thunder, and rained blood all over the sky. All those involved spurted blood from their mouths, and were seriously injured on the spot.

But someone jumped out of the rain of blood, it was Wu Bangyan, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Chen Zhuo with burning eyes.

"Kill, kill them all!"

The old swordsman already held resentment towards Wu Bangyan, but at this moment he hated him even more when he saw that he didn't distinguish between the enemy and us. Tube, aimed at the two people in the field.

Seeing this, the rest of the knives retreated.

For a moment, there were loud gunshots and gunpowder smoke in the long alley.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

After a few breaths, wait until the gunshots dissipate.

All the people present were all pale.

Under the rainy atmosphere, Wu Bang stood proudly, with bullets embedded all over his body.

But Wu Bangyan was laughing wildly, his expression was crazy, his whole body was trembling and wriggling like water waves, the bullet that was originally embedded in the flesh was ejected again, and landed on the stone slab with a ding ding ding, leaving only a red mark on the wound.

The old knife didn't care about the shock, his eyes looked around quickly, as if he was looking for something, but suddenly, a knife was already on his neck.

His lips moved, the old knife handle turned pale, and just as he was about to speak, a line of blood suddenly appeared on his neck.The corpse was divided into two parts, and the mouth could still speak, as if he could still empathize with it, and exclaimed: "It's amazing!"

When the voice fell, the head rolled down.

The shrill voice was fleeting, and all the knives and axes were stunned to see Wu Bang resisting the foreign gun with his flesh and blood, but when he saw that his head was severed and he was able to speak, they were all frightened and fell down on the ground.

Wu Bangyan's pupils shrank, and he felt jealous, he laughed and said: "Kill alive and leave a sound, good sword technique!"

As soon as he said a word, he kicked one foot, and the stone slab under his feet exploded, and he jumped into the air like a beast, looking for his claws, his face was ferocious, and his hands continuously performed dozens of killing moves in the air, complex and changeable , dazzling.

But just as he jumped into the air and was about to fall, he suddenly saw Chen Zhuo expressionlessly taking out something, holding it in his hand, and pointing at him from afar.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang through the rainy night.

(End of this chapter)