Forced to be a villain, my righteousness comes first

Chapter 45 Shoot a man first shoot a horse

"Clah la la la,"

The weather of this night changed as soon as it was said, and gradually changed from pattering raindrops to a pouring rain, bringing a new curtain to the night that should not have been stained with blood.

The city guards were not disturbed by the rain at all, and they marched steadily in formation. The shouts in their mouths, the swords slashed on the bluestone floor, and their uniform movements gave off a breathtaking momentum, overwhelming the sound of rain, and Li Xing, who was crushed in the middle, couldn't help shaking.

Li Xing looked around, and then looked down at his outstretched hands. The rain slid down his fingertips, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Li Xing raised his head resolutely, ignoring all the city guards around him.

Looking straight at Mr. Ran, he shoots people first, shoots horses, captures thieves first, and captures the king first. Li Xing has made a plan.

He raised his foot and kicked on the handle of the long knife that fell on the ground.

The long knife whizzed out instantly, piercing the rain curtain like a sharp arrow, and flew straight towards the place where Mr. Ran was.

Mr. Ran remained motionless, as if he hadn't reacted. When the winning ticket was in his hands, he might not have thought that Li Xing still chose to make a bold move in such a desperate situation.

But how could the surrounding city guards watch Mr. Ran fall into the formation?

A familiar thick-backed machete appeared out of thin air, and stopped in front of Young Master Rang. The hand holding the knife was still so calm and strong, wrapped in a red murderous aura that was still clearly visible even in the dark rain, kicking Li Xing out of the long knife was easy. blocked in mid-air.

Meng Shichang's burly body took a step forward, and stopped in front of Mr. Ran. The original reliable partner turned into a terrible enemy at this moment.

The overwhelming killing intent enveloped Li Xing, and Li Xing only felt his scalp go numb.

Immediately, he seemed to be frightened and turned around in a panic, forcing himself into the dungeon to his death, and slammed the door that was half-closed.

As soon as Li Xing lowered his head, the five city guards who had been knocked down by him still collapsed on the ground. When they raised their heads, the dungeon that was winding and spreading down against the backdrop of the torch seemed to have no end.

But Li Xing, who has seen the structure diagram of the dungeon, also knows that there is no way out of the dungeon!

"Boom boom boom!"

Even the impenetrable gate of the dungeon became crumbling under the joint attack of the city guards outside, as if it would be pushed open in the next second.

That's too late!

"Caught alive!"

Following an order, the city guards filed in, their weapons out of their sheaths, but they only maintained the minimum level of alert. No one believed that Li Xing would be able to make any waves under such a desperate situation.

But the door of the dungeon was empty, and Li Xing was not seen, only five Zepao lying on the ground.

Someone stepped forward quickly, bent down, helped everyone who had collapsed on the ground, and tested their breath.

"Alive!"

The city guards had all poured into the dungeon, and even Mr. Ran moved slightly closer to the gate of the dungeon to avoid the rain.

"One Shi chases in, and Er Shi stays on guard!"

Before the captain's order was finished, Li Xing caught a glimpse of the perfect timing, and he did it brazenly!

Li Xing was always above everyone's heads, in a slit that was hard to detect from directly below, grasping the moment when the city guard who had entered the downward passage had not turned back.

Turning over from the top of the people's heads, the moment the toes landed, they collapsed and breathed out with strength, Youlong transformed on his feet, faintly visible, and shot straight at the position where Mr. Ran was.

Mr. Ran, who is ten steps away, is the lifeline he was peeping at!
Mr. Ran, everyone knows him, the eldest son of the commander of the city guard, he is known for his reliable work and outstanding wisdom.

Don't look at him riding a tall horse all day long, and leading a city guard to swagger through the city, but the locals know that Mr. Ran never wears armor, and likes to dress up as a literati, holding a thin folding fan with his own inscription in his hand all the year round.

He is personable, treats people with courtesy, always smiles, and mingles with the people on the street.

It is true that some people have seen him make a move, but it is just an ordinary move, it seems that he himself is not proficient in martial arts.

But anyway, Mr. Ran and Ye Yan can be listed as the top ten young masters in this city, so Li Xing must put them on the same level!
Seeing that Li Xing chose himself as the target, and the nearest city guard was ten steps away from him, it was difficult to rush to help, but Mr. Ran did not panic at all.

With the usual smile on his face, he calmly raised the folding fan that never left his body.

Facing Li Xing's approaching fists, he waved lightly.

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

A huge force came from the fan, as if it had hit a speeding carriage head-on.Li Xing's body was firmly fixed in the air, and the huge force formed an air wave, which spread from the place where the fist and fan intersected towards Li Xing's body, and the armor and rainwater stirred up circles of ripples .

The huge force seemed to send Li Xing flying all the way back to the gate of the dungeon, but the city guards there had already reacted and surrounded him one after another, never giving Li Xing the slightest chance.

Absolutely can not be beaten back!

Li Xing muttered in his heart, gritted his teeth, and forcibly swallowed the huge force on the fan with a heavy weight pendant.

With only this one, Li Xing's throat slipped, and a mouthful of old blood was forcibly swallowed, but the oozing blood still slipped down the corner of his mouth, and before he could wipe it off, Li Xing's eyes became brighter.

With just one blow, Li Xing understood that Mr. Ran hid himself very deeply, and his martial arts skills were by no means comparable to Ye Yan's generation!
Hit the iron plate!
Li Xing's full-fledged Mirror Kung Fu told him that the person in front of him was beyond his own strength, and a little bit of clarity was like dust.

But at this moment, Li Xing has no way out, he can only abandon distracting thoughts and move forward bravely.

Stepping on the swimming dragon step, the fist is like an arrow leaving the bow, the shoulders are relaxed, the elbows are relaxed, the combination of chopping, hitting, pushing and sweeping is like a dragon going out to sea, approaching Mr. Ran again.

The collision of fan fists didn't seem to have the slightest impact on Mr. Ran. He stood on the spot, waving his folding fan lightly. Facing Li Xing's attack, he waved his folding fan lightly.

No matter what kind of punch Li Xing was facing, he still had one hand behind his back, and the folding fan gently brushed away all Li Xing's attacks.

It was as if he was playing around with his ignorant little brother, Mr. Ran's performance was understated, with ease.

After a quick attack, Li Xing not only failed to achieve any results, but his arms had already been photographed with deep bloodstains one after another.

Even the thick armor of the city guard in his hand couldn't stop the power of the thin folding fan.

In Mr. Ran's hands, every swing of the folding fan is like hitting the hand with a thick stick.

After hitting here, Li Xing also fully understood.

In front of him, Mr. Ran, who has always shown himself as a weak scholar, is also a great master in the realm of enlightenment.

There is no escape!

(End of this chapter)