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() Ning Shishi's shout was very loud, but in this situation, everyone just stopped for a moment, and the fighting crowd continued to fight together again.On the contrary, the young man in Huashan, who was unaffected by the fighting, was attracted by Ning Shishi's voice, and then a look of amazement appeared in his eyes.

Wang Su had already sobered up at this time, and after stopping Song Yi's reminder, his eyes flickered and he quietly looked at the young man Song Yi said he couldn't afford to offend.Because of Song Yi's reminder first, I went to look at the young master's demeanor at this time, and I found something different, not to mention that the graceful and handsome appearance was obviously cultivated by a wealthy family. Let's just say that the demeanor without timidity in the midst of crowd fighting is obviously a well-thought-out aura.

The people in the fight gradually became angry, and from time to time someone was thrown out, knocking over objects such as tables, chairs and screens, causing soup, melons and fruits to scatter everywhere, creating a messy scene.

Ning Shishi originally yelled and wanted to stop the fight, but in this situation, if a woman wanted to stop a group of red-eyed men from fighting, those people themselves couldn't stop, let alone because of Ning Shishi. Shi Shi stopped with a loud shout.In desperation, Ning Shishi had no choice but to keep his head up and avoid the flying objects during the fight to prevent himself from being injured.

Song Yi protected Wang Su from flying objects and even the flying figure, and gradually retreated to the original most central position.Although Song Yi has been retreating all the time, his eyes have been locked on the two people in the arena. One is the graceful and graceful nobleman, and the other is Zhao Jianzhi, who blushed in the crowd and also participated in the fight. .

Although Zhao Jianzhi was a little puffy, he looked like he had practiced his fists and kicks in his shots. As far as Song Yi saw, this guy actually attacked four times, and hit one of the nobleman's subordinates twice. The body of the men in black, but it may be that the strength of Zhao Jianzhi's hands is really not enough, the man who was hit can't see much pain.

There was an unintentional dodge, and Song Yi accidentally tripped over a chair and fell backwards. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to press it back, but pressed it against the table. Fortunately, he didn't fall down.

"Is it okay?" At this time, Wang Su found him staggering and almost wanted to help him. Fortunately, when Wang Su stretched out his hand, Song Yi had already stabilized his body.

"It's okay!" Song Yi said happily, and turned his head to take a look at the same time. He saw that his hand was pressed against the edge of the table, but beside his hand was a broken half piece exposed. Porcelain bowl with sharp edges.Song Yi couldn't help but be thankful that he was pressing on a pair of white and clear ivory chopsticks instead of pressing on the sharp gap in the porcelain bowl, otherwise the end would be much worse than a fall.

Since he was fine, Song Yi continued to turn his head and look towards the field.Whenever he saw Zhao Jianzhi's despicable sneak attacks again and again, Song Yi always felt that Qingyan's sad expression and the blood from her wounds appeared in front of his eyes over and over again, reminding him over and over again The man with the ugly face is the one I want to avenge.

Thinking this way, over and over again, the scene of Zhao Jianzhi raising his long knife and slashing at him appeared in Song Yi's mind for a moment.

revenge! !Zhao Jianzhi's figure swayed in his eyes from time to time, and the moment when he stabbed Qingyan with a knife replayed in his mind from time to time, and a hatred of hatred rose in Song Yi's heart.Subconsciously, Song Yi turned his head to look at the piece of porcelain bowl on the table that almost cut him.

Thousands of thoughts struggled in his mind, and finally Song Yi's eyes fell on the pair of round and crystal-clear ivory chopsticks.

At this time, no one noticed the insignificant servant in the crowd. Even Wang Su beside Song Yi focused his attention on the fight over there. It was obvious that the four or five subordinates brought by the noble son of Tokyo were very skilled. In the face of a dozen or twenty aggressive men besieging him, he was able to protect the noble young man in the middle without leaking any leaks.In fact, in this situation, smart people can naturally tell that the identity of this noble son must be very noble, but at this moment, a group of people are all dazzled by their spirits, let alone drinking some wine, acting in high spirits. After reading some poems, it is inevitable that they will participate in this fight thinking that even if the king of heaven is here, he will dare to beat him up at this moment.

As soon as Song Yi gritted his teeth, he quickly grabbed a round chopstick made of ivory into his hand almost tremblingly, and then hid it in his cuff indiscernibly.

This movement was done in one go, so that when the chopsticks were attached to his wrist and arm, the jade-like feeling made Song Yi feel a little dazed. Song Yi took a heavy breath and went out, trying to find a gap When getting into the crowd.Suddenly there was a lot of footsteps on the shore, and looking far away, a group of soldiers in city guard uniforms could be seen running towards this side while the figures were running.

Song Yi's eyes were sharp, and he saw clearly that the person leading the run was actually Jiang Cheng who had sneaked away, and behind him was an armored officer walking slowly on a horse, who seemed to be the leader of that team of city guards.

In the blink of an eye, the team had arrived at the painting boat by the river.The armored officer yelled, "Stop all of you, or you'll be accused!"

Everyone on the boat could ignore the weightless shout of a weak woman named Ning Shishi, but the movement of a group of city guards running and the authority of the officer on horseback could not be ignored.The two fighting parties retreated abruptly, and many of them were wounded long ago. Only now did they feel the excruciating pain, and there were endless ouches from the crowd.

Seeing that the two sides stopped, the armored leader on the horse felt the effectiveness of his authority, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and then he roared at the tiger on the boat, "Get the whole **** off me, and tell the truth!" Depend on!"

In fact, when the people on the boat saw the city guards appearing, apart from Dou Langya and Zhao Jianzhi, all the young masters who participated in the fight were also excited. Many people even knew that the man riding on the horse was the leading military school of Bianzhou City. Wei Liu Canyuan was secretly happy in his heart.Although he lost the fight, but seeing the military figures on his side come out, he must find an opportunity to deal with this foreign cross-river dragon, especially the people who were severely beaten just now, and they are viciously thinking about what to do He bribed and made friends with Liu Canyuan, and then severely dealt with that young master of Tokyo.

After Chengmen school captain Liu Canyuan shouted loudly, everyone rushed down one after another, especially the frightened girls and frail scholars who were hiding in the corner, when it sounded that they could get off the boat safely, they tried their best I want to go down faster.

After going back and forth, there were quite a few people crying in pain in the crowd.

Song Yi's eyes flickered with complicated light, and finally he felt ruthless, quietly found an opportunity to pretend that Wang Su and Wang Su were separated by the crowd, and squeezed towards Zhao Jianzhi who was always in his eyes past.

His hands were tucked into his sleeves, and he squeezed the round ivory chopsticks tightly like holding a sword, so that his knuckles were a little white.

Everyone was concerned about their own escape, who could notice this inconspicuous servant, Song Yi approached Zhao Jianzhi step by step like this, every time he got closer to Zhao Jianzhi, Song Yi's heart contracted tighter Some.

When he was only a few steps away from Zhao Jianzhi, Song Yi suddenly stopped breathing, and only looked at the obese figure in front of him.

At this moment, Song Yi calmed down in the crowded crowd, shouting and screaming in pain, and his mind reached a state of calm.

Finally, it was almost touching Zhao Jianzhi's back.Song Yi gritted his teeth, and shot suddenly, the position was Zhao Jianzhi's heart under the left shoulder blade.

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The ivory chopsticks poured all of Song Yi's strength into Zhao Jianzhi's back, and no one heard the slight sound of entering the flesh. The ivory chopsticks were deeply inserted into Zhao Jianzhi's back.

Zhao Jianzhi suddenly screamed in pain!But Song Yi pulled out his chopsticks in an instant, and rushed forward with the flow of people.

Song Yi quickly put the ivory chopsticks that were hardly stained with blood into his sleeve. At this time, he felt a sense of relief for no reason. His heart beat violently again until it gradually returned to normal, and he miraculously regained his composure.

Once in, once out, Song Yi, who shot almost silently, felt relieved.However, Zhao Jianzhi's exclamation in the crowd did not attract the attention of others, and then he gradually felt the weight of his eyelids, the weakness of his body, and the difficulty of breathing...

Song Yi tried his best not to think about Zhao Jianzhi's life and death. What was flowing in his heart at this moment was not the panic and fear of killing himself, but the sense of relief that he had confessed to Qingyan.

Zhao Jianzhi was helplessly trying to grab something in the crowd, but his outstretched hand touched the corner of another person's clothes but was avoided by the person next to him. Some girls even thought he was trying to take advantage and pushed him on purpose Suddenly, this light push actually made Zhao Jianzhi, who had already lost his source of strength, fall to the ground on his back.

Even if he fell to the ground on his back, everyone just walked around him, and no one noticed that blood gradually began to seep out from under this man whose face was originally flushed but now gradually pale.

At this time, Song Yi had already arrived under the painting boat, and then he seemed to raise his hand unintentionally. No one noticed that a streamer-like object came out of his hand, and quietly sank into the beam not far away. in the river.After finishing the last thing, Song Yi easily found Wang Su, who was looking around and dressed as a romantic scholar, in the crowd, and then squeezed out a flustered and anxious look and ran towards Wang Su.

"Miss...Miss...scared me to death!" Song Yi said while running towards Wang Su, patting his chest nervously and gasping for breath.