City Marshal

When the three tigers and three generals jumped in the air, each of them had a weapon in their hands.

Those weapons are three daggers and three machetes.

In the gaps cut by the machete, the dagger perfectly filled the gap, one long and one short, seamless.

Chu Tian knew their strength from the charging posture, but although they had drawn their weapons, they hardly had the chance to use them. It wasn't that they were too kind or arrogant, but that the old demon was too fierce.

The old demon, who had been quietly turning over the roasted venison, suddenly stretched away when the three tigers and three generals leaped into the air.

A general's machete had just been cut halfway, when the old demon had already lied into his arms, stabbing obliquely in the opposite direction with his right hand holding the meat cutting knife.

The general dropped the gleaming machete, put his hand on his throat, and fell slowly.

There was no scream, his neck was already limp like noodles.

The two daggers crossed and stabbed towards the old demon's chest with a cold light.

The old demon shook his right hand, and the blood left by the butcher's knife splashed away. When the faces of the two Zhanhus were warm, the butcher's knife had already scratched their wrists, and the old demon's butcher's knife pierced into Zhanhu's left side. On the chest, with the spare left hand, he grabbed Zhanhu's dagger and stabbed it back into Zhanhu's heart on the right.

There was still no scream, and the two Zhanhu had slowly fallen down.

There is no other word to describe the old demon's martial arts.

Only one word: "fast"

It was unbelievably fast, too fast to parry, so fast that even the change of the 'old demon' could not be seen.

Chu Tian's eyes did not look at the dead tiger general, but on the milk deer. Only now did he realize that the roasted milk deer not only did not feel fragmented under the knife of the old demon, but even presented like a work of art. With a complete skeleton and a stagnant smile on the head of the deer, it is obvious that the milk deer died without any struggle or pain, and was very peaceful.

Chu Tian thought of an idiom: Paodingjieniu.

Lin Dapao poured wine for Chutian, and said in a calm tone: "Young commander, on the night of the full moon, you must not lose your interest because of the villain. Come, let's continue to talk and enjoy the moon and have a good time drinking."

Chu Tian picked up the wine glass, drank a few sips, and said flatly, "The night of the full moon is indeed a time of disaster and good luck. Unexpectedly, blood will flow into rivers again tonight."

After all, Chu Tian's gaze shifted from above the bright moon to the old demon. There are three tigers and three generals. At this time, only one tiger and one general are left. The old demon stands in the middle with a blank face. , with panic in their eyes, they never thought that the old demon could be so powerful.

Chen Jimeng didn't expect that an inconspicuous chef who had been unknown for 20 years would be so fierce.

Chen Jimeng's fine sweat slowly seeped out again, and his face turned pale again. He thought he knew Lin Dapao very well, but now he realized that he was completely ignorant of Lin Dapao.

Chen Jimeng looked back at the three hundred or so cronies behind him, trying to regain his confidence, but found that he still lacked confidence when he turned around and saw Lin Dapao's expression.

Far from being reckless at all, this man was terrifying.

Lin Dapao let out a sigh of relief, and said to Chu Tian: "Young commander, what happened tonight proves that a knife in a friend's hand is far more terrifying than an enemy's, because no matter how cautious a person is, he will inevitably forget to guard against it. .”

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, with confidence in his eyes, and said: "Brother Shuai Jun's sword will always be aimed at the enemy, and will never stab me in the back."

Lin Dapao believed Chu Tian's words without hesitation.

Chen Jimeng was already on the verge of riding a tiger, and at this point, he could only die, so he took a few steps back and waved his right hand lightly.

Dozens of tiger gang members rushed in immediately. The seven or eight people in the front were holding machetes, the dozen or so people in the middle were turning sickle hooks, and the last dozen or so people were holding spears tightly. The weapons were matched in a reasonable and orderly manner. , the power has increased several times in vain.

Lin Dapao poured the green bamboo leaves in the cup onto the charcoal fire, and the charcoal fire instantly became dazzling, and the eyes of the rushing crowd couldn't help but blink a few times.

The old demon's eyes shot slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and when a cold smile appeared between his brows, a dozen cold nails had been sprinkled out from his left hand, extremely fast and fierce cold nails. The knife, the body and the knife seem to have merged into one.

The light of the knife is like a flying rainbow, flying out of the cold nails, faster than a meteor.

A dozen cold nails seem to have eyes, bypassing the seven or eight tiger gang members holding machetes in front, and flashing into the middle of a dozen people who are turning the sickle hooks, and the dozen people slowly fall down without a sound , with disbelief and reluctance in his eyes, and at the same time blocked the way of a dozen people holding spears tightly behind him.

At this moment, the old demon was already holding a meat cutting knife to attack the people in front. Before the seven or eight members of the tiger gang could react, the meat cutting knife sliced ​​across their abdomen like dissecting a suckling deer, and felt cold in their abdomen At that moment, the butcher knife cut across from bottom to top again, and the throat became cold, and bright red blood flowed out.

When they fell, the old demon had already picked up several machetes on the ground with his feet, and shot at the dozen or so gang members who were holding their spears tightly behind them like a whirlwind with a cold light. Every machete spattered their blood. take their lives.

The power of a blow, almost no one can resist, no one can dodge.

Not only did the old demon choose the most unexpected timing for this blow, it was also unimaginably fast.

The most unexpected timing is the most correct timing.

As long as he makes a move, he will never leave any retreat for the opponent, vicious, accurate and fast.

Chu Tian now knew what a terrible murderer the old demon was, and now he knew the reason for Lin Dapao's indifferent expression.

Just now Chutian was a little worried, he almost didn't believe that Lin Dapao relied solely on the old demon to fight against Chen Jimeng's more than [-] people, now, Chutian believed it, believed that Lin Dapao could survive, and he could live well.

Chen Jimeng gritted his teeth and waved again. The gang members behind him no longer looked at death like they were before, but carefully let the brothers holding the spears walk in front, and the gang members holding the sickle hook kept a low profile, for fear that the old demon would kill himself first. .

Lin Dapao looked at the gang members gradually approaching the pavilion, sighed, stood up from the big tiger leather chair, walked to the front of the old demon, looked directly at the crowd, and said calmly without being irritable: "The Tiger Gang stands tall in the capital. Not falling down depends on the sincere unity of all the brothers, unexpectedly, today, brothers and sisters killed each other, making Lin a laughing stock in front of the young commander, is it Lin's sorrow, or everyone's sorrow?"

The speed of the members of the Tiger Gang slowed down, and they couldn't help but look at the violent and reckless Lin Dapao in the past, with a more embarrassing and contradictory expression on their faces.

"If everyone can rein in the precipice, Lin Dapao guarantees that no one will be held accountable." Lin Dapao's majestic eyes swept over the Tiger Gang: "Lin Dapao has nothing, but he can still do what he promises."

The members of the Tiger Gang showed hesitation and looked at each other.

Chen Jimeng was nervous, afraid that they would be persuaded by Lin Dapao, so he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, don't trust Lin Dapao. He has been in power for many years, and he only knows how to be sensual and extravagant. Why has he ever done anything for the Tiger Gang? Tiger Gang can In today's situation, I, Chen Jimeng, brought all the brothers here to fight with blood, Lin Dapao, how can you still sit in this position?"

The members of the Tiger Gang nodded their heads involuntarily. Lin Dapao has really ignored his help all these years and only cared about enjoying himself.

Lin Dapao glanced at Chen Jimeng disdainfully, and said with a sneer: "Chen Jimeng, you dare to attack me tonight because Mr. Wang is about to retire. Do you really think you can sit in this position if you are virtuous and capable?"

Chu Tian nodded, agreeing with Lin Dapao's words very much, sitting on the leader's seat without a backer is like sitting on top of a charcoal fire.

Chen Jimeng remained silent, looked up at the villa floor, and was about to ask dozens of gunmen to show up.

Lin Dapao obviously knew what Chen Jimeng was thinking, and smiled contemptuously: "Chen Jimeng, do you want the dozens of gunmen upstairs to show up? Are you going to shoot us randomly?"

Chen Jimeng was taken aback, and looked at Lin Dapao with a pale face. How did Lin Dapao know that he had ambushed the shooter?

Chu Tian stood up, personally cut a few pieces of venison, tasted it slowly, chewed a few mouthfuls, felt that compared with the old demon's craftsmanship, it was much inferior, so he sighed softly. Immediately seeing Chen Jimeng's stunned expression, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Chen Guanshi, I have already said that you are a stupid person. Is it really lucky that Lin Gangzhu can live to this day?"

Lin Dapao smiled softly, walked up to Chu Tian, ​​patted on the shoulder and said, "Young commander, it's not the people around you that understand you, but your opponent."

Chu Tian nodded without hesitation, saying the most reasonable words.

Lin Dapao clapped his hands, and dozens of objects fell from the villa floor. Under the light, Chen Jimeng could clearly recognize that they were dozens of corpses, and they were dozens of gunmen who were ambushing him. There was no gun in his hand, and there was only fear in his eyes that never disappeared.

Lin Dapao clapped his hands again. There were dozens of people on the floor, scattered in a semi-circle, all holding guns in their hands. The dark muzzles were aimed at the hundreds of Tiger Gang members downstairs, no fewer than five of them. The gun was aimed at Chen Jimeng's head.

Chen Jimeng smiled wryly, he knew he had lost.

Hundreds of tiger gang members stirred up, involuntarily backing away, trying to escape from the nightmare of the gun.

Lin Dapao's face darkened, and he shouted majestically: "I will count to three times, and those who surrender within three times will not be blamed; after three times, those who refuse to put down their weapons will be killed without mercy."

Hundreds of members of the Tiger Gang became nervous and looked at each other. Chu Tian knew that as long as one person put down the machete at this time, the others would surely surrender.

Lin Dapao softly called out: "One!"

"Two" Lin Dapao scanned the hundreds of people with a majestic expression.

"Three" has not been yelled, hundreds of tiger gang members have dropped their weapons, like a group of milk deer waiting to be killed, the remaining tiger generals glanced at Chen Jimeng, and then at each other, Knowing that the general situation was over, they did not drop the weapons in their hands, but stabbed the weapons in their chests into their chests.

Chu Tian was not surprised at all. They also knew that Lin Dapao could tolerate the betrayal of ordinary gangsters, but he couldn't let his former confidantes survive. Just like a big tree, the branches and leaves can wither, but the trunk can't rot.

Chen Jimeng was neither angry nor surprised, neither painful nor helpless, and his expression was calmer. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a traitor with ulterior motives. No matter who reached this point, he would inevitably feel a little nervous, but he Absolutely not.

After a long time, Chen Jimeng sighed: "It's too late!" When the three tigers and three generals jumped in the air, each of them had a weapon in their hands.

Those weapons are three daggers and three machetes.

In the gaps cut by the machete, the dagger perfectly filled the gap, one long and one short, seamless.

Chu Tian knew their strength from the charging posture, but although they had drawn their weapons, they hardly had the chance to use them. It wasn't that they were too kind or arrogant, but that the old demon was too fierce.

The old demon, who had been quietly turning over the roasted venison, suddenly stretched away when the three tigers and three generals leaped into the air.

A general's machete had just been cut halfway, when the old demon had already lied into his arms, stabbing obliquely in the opposite direction with his right hand holding the meat cutting knife.

The general dropped the gleaming machete, put his hand on his throat, and fell slowly.

There was no scream, his neck was already limp like noodles.

The two daggers crossed and stabbed towards the old demon's chest with a cold light.

The old demon shook his right hand, and the blood left by the butcher's knife splashed away. When the faces of the two Zhanhus were warm, the butcher's knife had already scratched their wrists, and the old demon's butcher's knife pierced into Zhanhu's left side. On the chest, with the spare left hand, he grabbed Zhanhu's dagger and stabbed it back into Zhanhu's heart on the right.

There was still no scream, and the two Zhanhu had slowly fallen down.

There is no other word to describe the old demon's martial arts.

Only one word: "fast"

It was unbelievably fast, too fast to parry, so fast that even the change of the 'old demon' could not be seen.

Chu Tian's eyes did not look at the dead tiger general, but on the milk deer. Only now did he realize that the roasted milk deer not only did not feel fragmented under the knife of the old demon, but even presented like a work of art. With a complete skeleton and a stagnant smile on the head of the deer, it is obvious that the milk deer died without any struggle or pain, and was very peaceful.

Chu Tian thought of an idiom: Paodingjieniu.

Lin Dapao poured wine for Chutian, and said in a calm tone: "Young commander, on the night of the full moon, you must not lose your interest because of the villain. Come, let's continue to talk and enjoy the moon and have a good time drinking."

Chu Tian picked up the wine glass, drank a few sips, and said flatly, "The night of the full moon is indeed a time of disaster and good luck. Unexpectedly, blood will flow into rivers again tonight."

After all, Chu Tian's gaze shifted from above the bright moon to the old demon. There are three tigers and three generals. At this time, only one tiger and one general are left. The old demon stands in the middle with a blank face. , with panic in their eyes, they never thought that the old demon could be so powerful.

Chen Jimeng didn't expect that an inconspicuous chef who had been unknown for 20 years would be so fierce.

Chen Jimeng's fine sweat slowly seeped out again, and his face turned pale again. He thought he knew Lin Dapao very well, but now he realized that he was completely ignorant of Lin Dapao.

Chen Jimeng looked back at the three hundred or so cronies behind him, trying to regain his confidence, but found that he still lacked confidence when he turned around and saw Lin Dapao's expression.

Far from being reckless at all, this man was terrifying.

Lin Dapao let out a sigh of relief, and said to Chu Tian: "Young commander, what happened tonight proves that a knife in a friend's hand is far more terrifying than an enemy's, because no matter how cautious a person is, he will inevitably forget to guard against it. .”

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, with confidence in his eyes, and said: "Brother Shuai Jun's sword will always be aimed at the enemy, and will never stab me in the back."

Lin Dapao believed Chu Tian's words without hesitation.

Chen Jimeng was already on the verge of riding a tiger, and at this point, he could only die, so he took a few steps back and waved his right hand lightly.

Dozens of tiger gang members rushed in immediately. The seven or eight people in the front were holding machetes, the dozen or so people in the middle were turning sickle hooks, and the last dozen or so people were holding spears tightly. The weapons were matched in a reasonable and orderly manner. , the power has increased several times in vain.

Lin Dapao poured the green bamboo leaves in the cup onto the charcoal fire, and the charcoal fire instantly became dazzling, and the eyes of the rushing crowd couldn't help but blink a few times.

The old demon's eyes shot slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and when a cold smile appeared between his brows, a dozen cold nails had been sprinkled out from his left hand, extremely fast and fierce cold nails. The knife, the body and the knife seem to have merged into one.

The light of the knife is like a flying rainbow, flying out of the cold nails, faster than a meteor.

A dozen cold nails seem to have eyes, bypassing the seven or eight tiger gang members holding machetes in front, and flashing into the middle of a dozen people who are turning the sickle hooks, and the dozen people slowly fall down without a sound , with disbelief and reluctance in his eyes, and at the same time blocked the way of a dozen people holding spears tightly behind him.

At this moment, the old demon was already holding a meat cutting knife to attack the people in front. Before the seven or eight members of the tiger gang could react, the meat cutting knife sliced ​​across their abdomen like dissecting a suckling deer, and felt cold in their abdomen At that moment, the butcher knife cut across from bottom to top again, and the throat became cold, and bright red blood flowed out.

When they fell, the old demon had already picked up several machetes on the ground with his feet, and shot at the dozen or so gang members who were holding their spears tightly behind them like a whirlwind with a cold light. Every machete spattered their blood. take their lives.

The power of a blow, almost no one can resist, no one can dodge.

Not only did the old demon choose the most unexpected timing for this blow, it was also unimaginably fast.

The most unexpected timing is the most correct timing.

As long as he makes a move, he will never leave any retreat for the opponent, vicious, accurate and fast.

Chu Tian now knew what a terrible murderer the old demon was, and now he knew the reason for Lin Dapao's indifferent expression.

Just now Chutian was a little worried, he almost didn't believe that Lin Dapao relied solely on the old demon to fight against Chen Jimeng's more than [-] people, now, Chutian believed it, believed that Lin Dapao could survive, and he could live well.

Chen Jimeng gritted his teeth and waved again. The gang members behind him no longer looked at death like they were before, but carefully let the brothers holding the spears walk in front, and the gang members holding the sickle hook kept a low profile, for fear that the old demon would kill himself first. .

Lin Dapao looked at the gang members gradually approaching the pavilion, sighed, stood up from the big tiger leather chair, walked to the front of the old demon, looked directly at the crowd, and said calmly without being irritable: "The Tiger Gang stands tall in the capital. Not falling down depends on the sincere unity of all the brothers, unexpectedly, today, brothers and sisters killed each other, making Lin a laughing stock in front of the young commander, is it Lin's sorrow, or everyone's sorrow?"

The speed of the members of the Tiger Gang slowed down, and they couldn't help but look at the violent and reckless Lin Dapao in the past, with a more embarrassing and contradictory expression on their faces.

"If everyone can rein in the precipice, Lin Dapao guarantees that no one will be held accountable." Lin Dapao's majestic eyes swept over the Tiger Gang: "Lin Dapao has nothing, but he can still do what he promises."

The members of the Tiger Gang showed hesitation and looked at each other.

Chen Jimeng was nervous, afraid that they would be persuaded by Lin Dapao, so he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, don't trust Lin Dapao. He has been in power for many years, and he only knows how to be sensual and extravagant. Why has he ever done anything for the Tiger Gang? Tiger Gang can In today's situation, I, Chen Jimeng, brought all the brothers here to fight with blood, Lin Dapao, how can you still sit in this position?"

The members of the Tiger Gang nodded their heads involuntarily. Lin Dapao has really ignored his help all these years and only cared about enjoying himself.

Lin Dapao glanced at Chen Jimeng disdainfully, and said with a sneer: "Chen Jimeng, you dare to attack me tonight because Mr. Wang is about to retire. Do you really think you can sit in this position if you are virtuous and capable?"

Chu Tian nodded, agreeing with Lin Dapao's words very much, sitting on the leader's seat without a backer is like sitting on top of a charcoal fire.

Chen Jimeng remained silent, looked up at the villa floor, and was about to ask dozens of gunmen to show up.

Lin Dapao obviously knew what Chen Jimeng was thinking, and smiled contemptuously: "Chen Jimeng, do you want the dozens of gunmen upstairs to show up? Are you going to shoot us randomly?"

Chen Jimeng was taken aback, and looked at Lin Dapao with a pale face. How did Lin Dapao know that he had ambushed the shooter?

Chu Tian stood up, personally cut a few pieces of venison, tasted it slowly, chewed a few mouthfuls, felt that compared with the old demon's craftsmanship, it was much inferior, so he sighed softly. Immediately seeing Chen Jimeng's stunned expression, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Chen Guanshi, I have already said that you are a stupid person. Is it really lucky that Lin Gangzhu can live to this day?"

Lin Dapao smiled softly, walked up to Chu Tian, ​​patted on the shoulder and said, "Young commander, it's not the people around you that understand you, but your opponent."

Chu Tian nodded without hesitation, saying the most reasonable words.

Lin Dapao clapped his hands, and dozens of objects fell from the villa floor. Under the light, Chen Jimeng could clearly recognize that they were dozens of corpses, and they were dozens of gunmen who were ambushing him. There was no gun in his hand, and there was only fear in his eyes that never disappeared.

Lin Dapao clapped his hands again. There were dozens of people on the floor, scattered in a semi-circle, all holding guns in their hands. The dark muzzles were aimed at the hundreds of Tiger Gang members downstairs, no fewer than five of them. The gun was aimed at Chen Jimeng's head.

Chen Jimeng smiled wryly, he knew he had lost.

Hundreds of tiger gang members stirred up, involuntarily backing away, trying to escape from the nightmare of the gun.

Lin Dapao's face darkened, and he shouted majestically: "I will count to three times, and those who surrender within three times will not be blamed; after three times, those who refuse to put down their weapons will be killed without mercy."

Hundreds of members of the Tiger Gang became nervous and looked at each other. Chu Tian knew that as long as one person put down the machete at this time, the others would surely surrender.

Lin Dapao softly called out: "One!"

"Two" Lin Dapao scanned the hundreds of people with a majestic expression.

"Three" has not been yelled, hundreds of tiger gang members have dropped their weapons, like a group of milk deer waiting to be killed, the remaining tiger generals glanced at Chen Jimeng, and then at each other, Knowing that the general situation was over, they did not drop the weapons in their hands, but stabbed the weapons in their chests into their chests.

Chu Tian was not surprised at all. They also knew that Lin Dapao could tolerate the betrayal of ordinary gangsters, but he couldn't let his former confidantes survive. Just like a big tree, the branches and leaves can wither, but the trunk can't rot.

Chen Jimeng was neither angry nor surprised, neither painful nor helpless, and his expression was calmer. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a traitor with ulterior motives. No matter who reached this point, he would inevitably feel a little nervous, but he Absolutely not.

After a long time, Chen Jimeng sighed: "It's too late!"