Genius commoner

Chapter 82
At ten o'clock in the evening, Huahai Honghua Lane was quiet.

This is a red light alley in Huahai, a dark and dirty narrow alley more than 80 meters away. On the left are two rows of low wooden houses with curtains hanging down. There are 36 rooms, all of which are hidden in the darkness, doing things that cannot be seen. The thick wall of three meters high ruthlessly isolates it from high-end residences, and there are several trash cans piled up at the base of the wall.

The mouth of the barrel exudes a burst of peculiar smell, and a bunch of flies will inevitably startle up when passing by. The environment can be described as harsh.

Except for the people at the bottom, no one would pass by here again, and even the patrolmen stayed away, but Tang Xueyi didn't seem to feel it at all.

He is like a lonely snow wolf in the wilderness, slowly walking from the entrance to the end of the alley, every time he comes to the door of a wooden house, he will prick up his ears to listen, even lift the curtain to check his eyes, no matter how insulting the men and women on the bed, he He remained calm, and after failing to find the target he wanted, he bowed slightly and turned to leave.

As more and more wooden houses were investigated, Tang Xueyi's speed became slower and slower, his eyes began to glow, the veins in the hand holding the bamboo knife bulged, his breathing was unprecedentedly rapid and vigilant, and he reached the countdown In the third room, he reached out and lifted the curtain and walked in, wafting a faint scent of magnolia flowers.

As soon as he stepped on the cold concrete floor, a woman wearing a magnolia flower flashed out of the pink room.

White shirt, black silk, short skirt.

The dress is simple and the body is youthful.

Floral scents, cosmetics, and the harsh environment blend into a base and sinful allure.

"Good evening, sir, it's a pleasure to serve you."

The woman painted her face thickly with makeup, squeezed out a bright smile and approached Tang Xueyi, and at the same time picked up a black remote control to switch the evening news on the wall, and the classic video of Huanyue was shown. In Tang Xueyi's eyes, the pink room, which was already full of temptation, became even more arousing desire.

The woman stood in front of Tang Xueyi who was standing like a rock, quietly stretched out her fair and tender left hand, and touched Tang Xueyi's tough chest flexibly: "My name is Qianqian, and there is a piece of Simmons inside, which is soft and comfortable. And a hot bath, enough to soften your muscles, and all this is only 80 yuan."

When Tang Xueyi looked around, Qianqian showed an ambiguous smile: "Although I am only twenty, I am good at kung fu and know how to take care of others."

She smiled happily, and she felt that the transaction had been successful.

Because Tang Xueyi's breathing became rapid, his mouth and nose sprayed out the hot air of desire, and a certain part of his body also changed.

Qianqian continued to smile coquettishly: "Sir, give me a chance, and I will give you a happy night."

Tang Xueyi's gloomy face suddenly turned pale. Not only did he want to vomit, but he was also angry, angry at himself. He always thought that he had no emotions and desires, but he never thought that being teased twice by a woman would cause a surge of desire in his heart. Is this because he hasn't seen a woman in too long, or is it because he's already excited?

Either way, it made him feel unforgivable.

Qianqian's body got closer, the magnolia fragrance became more intense, her hands stroked faster, and her lips kept exploring.

Tang Xueyi's right hand swung out suddenly, and pushed away the woman who was sticking to her. Qianqian fell, hit the sofa, and fell on her back. The strange thing is, facing Tang Xueyi's rude behavior, she didn't show any surprise on her face. The angry expression showed an indescribable tiredness and despair, obviously she was used to this kind of insult.

The sadness on her face made one think that she was desperate that the deal didn't work out.

Where is tomorrow's breakfast?How to solve next month's rent?The magnolia flowers on his head can't fill his stomach, and his smile can't be eaten as food. Looking at the calm Qianqian, Tang Xueyi turned his indifferent face and didn't look at her again. He just took out all the banknotes on his body and threw them on In front of her, there was almost 300 yuan:
"Just now I saw with my own eyes, a thin and small man walking towards here, tell me, did you see him, where did he go?"

He has inspected the entire environment, and he has not seen the hiding and avoiding of the target. In other words, the target is not here, and he just asked a question out of habit.

Qianqian is as gentle as water: "He walked through my back door."

Tang Xueyi shot suddenly and knocked her out.

Then he moved his footsteps and quickly flashed out the back door.

Just as he covered the wooden door with his backhand, three figures suddenly appeared, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time. One of them had only one arm, but showed a fierce and murderous aura. Tang Xueyi narrowed his eyes instantly, his heart fluttered. Sheng showed an ominous sign, but there was no change in expression on his face, and his hand holding the knife was slightly tight.

A killer's eyes flashed, and with a knife in his left hand, his body moved quickly, and he went straight to Tang Xueyi, but just as he rushed in front of Tang Xueyi, a terrifying crisis enveloped the killer, and his face changed instantly, as if seeing Tang Xueyi. Like a ghost, Tang Xueyi made a move, and did not spare any strength, his fighting spirit was surging.

The voice was short but hasty, Tang Xueyi passed through his knife shadow, and stuck to his chest. The next second, the killer's forward body stopped, and there was a scar on his chest, which was exactly where his heart was. He shook twice and fell down On the ground, his eyes widened and he died unwillingly. The killer underestimated the enemy, and he paid the price with his life for this.

Such a tragic but simple battle, the one-armed man and the others had no time to react.

The nerves of the two tensed instantly, and the strength Tang Xueyi showed made them feel the breath of death.

Tang Xueyi looked at them blankly: "Where is he?"

The one-armed man did not respond to Tang Xueyi. He let out a low growl, a cold light flashed in his hand, and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant. Such a narrow space and dim light were simply the best cover for a nimble killer. The man's body moved quickly in the alley, ready to deal a fatal blow to Tang Xueyi.

Another killer also rushed over with a dagger in his hand, his footsteps kept hitting the ground, and a pile of dust was rolled up. The sharp tip of the knife also flashed bloodthirsty breath in his hand. Tang Xueyi had no expression on his face, and his body was like a cheetah. He went forward to greet him without retreating, the heavy aura on his body was instantly released, and the killing intent in his eyes was cold.

A crisp sound!
The killer's dagger passed close to Tang Xueyi's ear, but Tang Xueyi's bamboo knife sank into the killer's chest and came out from the back, bringing out a large amount of blood, which stained the clothes on the front and back of the body red, as if time stood still at this moment, The killer's expression was so painful that it was extremely tragic. He shook his lips but couldn't say anything.

He thought that tonight's fight, even if it won't last for three hundred rounds, such a move shouldn't be fatal.

Tang Xueyi pulled out the knife abruptly, another gust of blood spurted out from the killer's chest, and he retreated backwards. When he fell to the ground, he saw the one-armed man who was attacking Tang Xueyi from behind. His eyes were blurred by the blood sprayed from his chest, and then, Tang Xueyi kicked him backwards while his footsteps were stagnant.

The dagger in the hand of the sneak attacking one-armed man was kicked out by him.

Although his face was sprayed with blood and his weapon was lost, the one-armed man did not back down at all. With a roar, he punched Tang Xueyi at close range. This was indeed a fatal punch, fast, accurate and powerful. , very powerful, before the fist arrived, the wind of the fist had already shaken Tang Xueyi's clothes into the air.

But Tang Xueyi didn't move, didn't even blink his eyes. He put the knife back into the sheath and looked at the piercing fist, very calm and calm, and then his fist also blasted out. He punched slowly, but alone When the man's fist was an inch away from his eyes, Tang Xueyi's fist had already hit the opponent's nose hard.

The one-armed man clearly heard the sound of the bridge of his nose being broken, but he didn't feel the pain yet. His two-hundred-jin body had already been sent flying, hitting the thick wall of the alley heavily, and then along the mottled road. The wall slid down, and when he fell, the bridge of his nose was crooked under his eyes, and his face was completely distorted.

The blood from the nose and mouth covered the entire face, which looked disgusting.

Tang Xueyi still didn't even look at him, wiped off the blood on the joint of his right hand, and then walked towards him slowly.

Three moves, two deaths and one serious injury, Tang Xueyi made a move, simple and effective.

After falling to the ground, the one-armed man spat out a mouthful of blood again, fear appeared on his face and he wanted to struggle to get up, but one foot pressed heavily on his back like a mountain.

Tang Xueyi asked coldly, "Where is he?"

The one-armed man gasped: "I don't know what you mean?"

Tang Xueyi didn't talk nonsense. With a little tiptoe, he pierced through the opponent's back, and the bone broke. The one-armed man wailed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Xueyi said coldly: "Where is it?"

The one-armed man gritted his teeth to buffer the severe pain on his body, and then forced out a sentence: "We just collect money to kill you, I really don't know who you are talking about..."

Tang Xueyi didn't talk nonsense, the tip of his toe tapped his arm, and the joint broke, causing the one-armed man to howl again, and an emotionless voice sounded:
"where?"

Unable to bear the pressure, the one-armed man twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "He's just..."

"Canopy!"

Before he finished speaking, a bright light poured down from the opposite wall, as white as snow light, Tang Xueyi's eyes turned cold, he pointed his toes, his body was raised, and he swung the bamboo knife in his hand again and again, only listening to the dangdang sound, ten Several sharp blades fell to the ground one after another, dazzling like snowflakes and growing like weeds.

shocking.

When Tang Xueyi chopped off all the blades that were shot at him, the struggling one-armed man let out a scream. His bent body was shaken as if struck by lightning, his face was distorted and deformed, and his eyes were almost blurred. It bulged out, and the eyes were full of surprise, fear, and pain, and then fell to the ground.

The ground around him was stained red with blood, and there were several blades in front of and behind him.

(End of this chapter)