Kunlun has a sword

Chapter 269 The Dead Man
Wang Qing landed on the deck.There was no one on the large deck of the big ship.

There was a slight sound faintly coming from the cabin, the sound was weak and muffled, if Wang Qing hadn't strengthened his hearing, he wouldn't have been able to detect it.

But even if he heard it, Wang Qing couldn't judge the source of the sound.

He pulled out the Broken Star casually and stepped into the cabin.

Generally speaking, veterans of the rivers and lakes would never easily step into the room under such weird circumstances.

Sudden changes in indoor and outdoor light can easily lead to momentary trance.This is extremely dangerous.

But to Wang Qing, it doesn't matter.

His consciousness is released, and he is not afraid of sneak attack at all.

It's just the feedback from the spiritual consciousness that made Wang Qing frown secretly.

After all, the spiritual scan is different from what the eyes see. It is a colorless, blurry world.

For Wang Qing, the biggest function of the external release of consciousness is to capture high-speed moving objects, especially some fast speeds beyond the limit of the eyes.

But for stationary objects, the effect of spiritual consciousness is not so obvious.

According to the spiritual feedback, there were about 20 people behind the door, but they were a little strange and completely motionless.

ambush?

Wang Qing couldn't help but be careless, this period of time really offended a lot of people.

Before the person entered the room, he handed Broken Star in first.

Suddenly, a ray of lightning flashed and condensed into a dense ball of electricity at the tip of the Broken Star Sword.

Amidst a burst of crackling electric explosions, the electric ball exploded.It doesn't have much power, but it bursts out with a very bright flash in an instant.

Afterwards, Wang Qing rushed into the ship's cabin, guarding the sword with a celestial body, protecting his whole body.Then he fixed his eyes and looked around.

hiss!
Take a breath.

More than 20 corpses were stacked neatly against the wall.Looking at the clothes, most of them are sailors, and there are some servants.Only two or three are quack dresses.

The only thing in common is that there is only a shallow knife mark on the throat.

If Wang Qing wants to talk about killing people, uh, or killing monsters, it can be said that there are tens of thousands.But he hadn't seen many corpses, especially so many, placed together.The impact on him can be imagined.

Fortunately, when I went along Jiangxi, the NPCs under my command killed people, and there were corpses.Although his subordinates found that Wang Qing felt uncomfortable with the corpse, they tried to avoid his sight and cleaned it up afterwards.But he had seen it anyway, and although he was shocked, he still didn't lose his composure.

puff!
A faint sound came from the corner of the corridor ahead.

This time Wang Qing could hear it clearly, like the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

Hastily raised the sword and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, Wang Qing was completely startled, his stomach wriggled, and he almost vomited.

Although the ship is a big ship, after all, the space is limited, and the corridor is bound to not be too wide.Just over a meter.

But in this neither long nor wide corridor, nearly 20 men in black were crowded.

Moreover, they were divided into two groups clearly. Although the clothes were similar, it was obvious that one group was still dripping with water, while the other group was in dry clothes.

The two gangs were holding the same thin dagger, stabbing at each other's body without fear of death.

That picture was extremely weird.

There were already seven or eight corpses lying on the ground, but the two sides seemed to turn a blind eye and waved their daggers on their own.

The dagger can be said to be out of order, or it can be said to be exquisite.

There is no defense in the whole process, all the tactics are to penetrate the opponent's vitals faster and more accurately.

The dagger is small, but long.The thin blade body, even if it is pierced, will not bring out much blood.

The two sides shot very quickly, and when Wang Qing turned around, he saw that the four people who were squeezed in the front of the two sides had already stabbed each other three or four times.

The eight people were squeezed tightly in front, back, left, and right, and there was no room for dodge.

What surprised Wang Qing the most was that none of these people cried out in pain even though their eyes were bloodshot with pain and their faces were distorted.Instead, he stabbed at the opponent even more crazily.

This is not a killer, Wang Qing immediately denied the previous speculation.

To put it bluntly, the profession of killer is to take people's money and eliminate disasters with others.The emphasis is on professionalism, concealment and suddenness.Once there is nothing to do, escape is what every killer must learn before learning to kill.As the saying goes, if you miss a hit, you will travel thousands of miles away.

No killer is so desperate.

The performance of this group of people, on the contrary, reminded Wang Qing of a group of people who were about to disappear in the history books, dead men.

Unlike the death squads formed with honor and blood in the army, dead soldiers are more playthings in the hands of the powerful.

It is a kind of walking dead that has been brainwashed and even controlled by drugs, and has almost lost its humanity.

Wang Qing immediately became interested.

It seems that there are only a few companies that can afford to play dead warriors now.

This is a big taboo in the world, and even martial arts sects dare not play it.There are also some drug slaves in the five poisons, but on the one hand they live far away in the frontiers and seldom communicate with the Central Plains.Two ones, the ones controlled are all people who come to provoke, or commit crimes in the five poisonous sites, and heinous people.This barely caused other sects to crusade, but it still has a bad reputation.

In the Central Plains, the only one who dares to brazenly support the dead is the royal family.

The arrival of Wang Qing broke the previous balance.

Both sides stared at Wang Qing vigilantly, except for the eight people who were still concentrating on killing people.

On the side of the wet clothes, several people turned around, holding up daggers, guarding Wang Qing.

But no one spoke, and the scene froze for a moment.

"Who is coming?"

A voice came from deep inside the cabin.

Wang Qing hesitated for a moment, he really didn't understand the situation in front of him, so he simply pulled out the six doors and took the blame.

"I'm a six-door bronze medallion policeman. I passed by here and found a murder case. I went in to check. Who are you waiting for? Quickly report your identity."

Six doors?
The people in the cabin muttered, are the current six doors credible?
No matter, let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Brother, this old man is Zhao Ruyu, the right minister. He was framed by traitors and demoted to be an official in another place. If he meets a villain on his way, I hope he can help him."

Zhao Ruyu?Wang Qing's thoughts turned, and the information he received recently was combined with the historical knowledge he had learned before, and he quickly understood who he was.

He also quickly used dead soldiers on both sides, and he had a guess in his heart.

With a flick of his head, Broken Star charged at the dead man in wet clothes.

Although these dead men are not afraid of death, they are no more than third-rate strength.While brainwashing ensures loyalty, it also destroys their talent for martial arts.Not everyone is qualified to play the biochemical method of the five poisons.

Wang Qing shook his hands and released sword energy, like cutting leeks, he harvested a slice of human heads in an instant.

Although the intruder was dead, the soldiers under Zhao Ruyu still did not dare to relax and stared at Wang Qing cautiously.

Zhao Ruyu, who was hiding inside, was also feeling uneasy.

He knows who wants to kill him.The former dead man could still try his best to resist, but this later this six-door catcher.Even if he doesn't know martial arts, he knows that a person who can easily kill those dead soldiers will not take more effort to kill his own dead soldiers.

He has been in a high position for a long time, and he is very clear about the virtues of the six doors.In just a moment, it was judged that this person was definitely not a person with six doors, or at least not completely a person with six doors.

"Get out!"

A majestic voice sounded, and all the dead soldiers retreated instantly.

A group of servants rushed out. Although they were terrified, they still held back and quickly pulled away the corpse and cleaned up the blood.Thanks to Wang Qing's killing, there was nothing left, so it was easy to clean up.

"Brother, please come in for a while."

Hearing this, Wang Qing clasped his fists chicly.

"That's disturbing!"

(End of this chapter)