Brocade legend

Chapter 139
Liu Biao, who was hiding in the thick smoke, finally freed his hands, wrapped the cloth strips around his mouth and nose, tied them behind his head, held the knife in both hands, and was on guard.

Both sides were vigilant and did not dare to make any noise.

Liu Biao stood still. There were too many debris on the ground in this alley. If he accidentally stepped on it and made a noise, his position would be exposed, and his body might be dismembered in an instant!
Liu Biao pricked up his ears and listened carefully. He didn't believe that the killer would dare to waste time. As long as the killer was exposed a little, he might take the opportunity to kill one, and the chance of surviving would be even greater.

Sure enough, as Liu Biao expected, after a few breaths, there was a slight sound behind him, Liu Biao slashed with his backhand, but there was a sound of wind, and a knife passed by the side, Liu Biao twisted his waist to dodge, only feeling a chill , It was too late to dodge, and the clothes were scratched.

But his backhand knife was cut empty.

However, thanks to years of experience as a killer, his body has a conditioned reflex ability to face danger. The knife only scratched his coat, but did not hurt him.However, this time exposed his position.

All of a sudden, three Japanese swords attacked at the same time. Liu Biao listened to all directions and tried his best to deal with it.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Biao finally broke away from the encirclement after a burst of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping."

The smoke was driven by the wind of the knife and the movement, so that sometimes the clouds rolled and the clouds relaxed, and sometimes the clouds rolled.

Liu Biao hid in the thick smoke again, breathing lightly as much as possible, not wanting to show any more traces.

At that moment just now, Liu Biao almost thought he would be dismembered.

The two sides entered into silence again, the dense fog was dissipating, and the moment the dense fog dissipated, it was time to decide the outcome.

A gust of wind blows, and the dense fog gradually thins.

Both sides are highly tense...

"Puchi!" Liu Biao stabbed the knife into the lower abdomen of a black-clothed killer without making a sound.

At the same time, two Japanese knives were drawn across Liu Biao's back, and the one in front of them was drawn across Liu Biao's back, and blood spurted out!

Liu Biao drew out his saber, turned around and slashed at it without dodging or evading.The remaining two killers also gave up their defense without hesitation and came to attack.

The two sides are exchanging their lives for their lives!

Liu Biao chopped off the head of a killer with one knife, and at the same time dodged another Japanese knife that was about to penetrate the chest, leaving another long bloody mouth on the chest.

With just a snap of your fingers, life and death are decided...

Liu Biao and the third killer had a tacit understanding and started fighting without thinking.

Both of them use their knives with both hands, and they are faster than each other, with one knife and one gesture, wide open and close, one knife for another.

In the end, Liu Biao had the superior skills after all, and gained the upper hand in the frontal slashing, and at the cost of adding another three-inch blood on his body, he slashed and killed the third killer.

The smoke gradually dissipated, Liu Biao leaned on the knife, panted heavily, looked at the three corpses on the ground bleeding like rivers, and couldn't help laughing.

Liu Biao wanted to leave immediately, otherwise he would die if he lost too much blood.

Leaving the alley and passing by the old sewage ditch, Liu Biao involuntarily took a look...

Sewage splashing!

……

Tonight... For the Lu family, it is a reunion day, a happy day.

But for many dignitaries in the capital, it was an unsettled night.

Lu Bing, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei, has returned to Beijing. The news of the Northland has come, the underground horse market has been broken, and the Mongolian army has been retreated. This Master Lu of the Jinyiwei has played an important role.

He himself was an old minister of Qianlong, a character in Emperor Jiajing's pocket, and it is certain that he will be reused.

Now that he has made such great achievements, promotion is a must.

But when the news of Lu Bing's promotion came out, many dignitaries looked ashen.

Lu Bing entered Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi and served as Beizhen Fushi.

Beizhen Fusi... a place where no one in the Ming Dynasty would talk about it...

Now, with Lu Bing in this position, plus Zhu Liu who is a turmoil in the north, such a person is stationed in Beizhen Fusi, and the capital will be troubled from now on.

Now Zhu Liu is famous far and wide in the north, even surpassing Lu Bing.There were not one thousand but eight hundred prominent figures who died under his knife.

Those caught by him are even more like crucian carp crossing the river.Those who managed to save their lives under his command almost all went bankrupt, and the mention of Huo Yan Luo's name turned pale.

This also made many senior officials in Beijing hate Zhu Liu, but because the current situation is still unclear, many people temporarily endured it and did not attack.

There were only a few admonishers, and the clown jumped up and down a few times at the beginning. Unexpectedly, as soon as the papers of impeachment of Zhu Liu were handed in, Jin Yiwei came out the next day with evidence of his corruption and perverting the law, and imprisoned his family. Those asses The unclean admonisher never dared to come forward again.

Some officials with higher moral character either failed to succeed due to the pressure brought by factions and the emperor, or the papers they handed out fell into the sea.

Anyway, several months have passed, and Zhu Liu is still calling the wind and rain in the North, without any damage.Jin Yiwei's Tiqi was still carrying the king's command flag, galloping across the northern ground, and his horseshoes vibrated thousands of miles north of the Ming Dynasty.

……

Zhang Cong, the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty who was renamed Zhang Fujing by Emperor Jiajing himself last year, has already passed midnight tonight, and there are still an endless stream of guests coming to the mansion to see him.

But they were all rejected by Zhang Fujing.

Having been in the officialdom for many years, Zhang Fujing's sensitivity to the wind direction of the political arena is absolutely beyond the imagination of others. At this time, he feels that the best choice is to see no visitors.

Now, the officials of all factions in Beijing have seen the signs, the emperor is really angry, and they must drain their blood and cut their flesh.

Anyway, except for those who are not interested, other distant relatives, disciples and students, as long as they are willing to spend money, their lives can be saved.As long as you save your life first, let's talk about the future!As long as the roots are preserved, the other branches and leaves will flourish again one day.

This has almost become the tacit understanding among the high officials who participated in the horse market in Beijing and China today.

The Daming civil official group has a strong foundation. When you meet an emperor like Jiajing, if you are weakened, let it be weakened.

……

Under the high hall, in the back alleys of the poor village, the struggle of the little people is invisible to the grown-ups.

Even this life-and-death struggle is only because of their words.

At this time, Liu Biao was holding a blade tightly with his left hand, his palm was cut, blood dripped on the ground, and the tip of the blade was buried in his stomach.

There is also a sleeve arrow nailed to the shoulder bone.

And Liu Biao's knife pierced through the chest of a black-clothed killer.

It turned out that just as he was about to leave, he passed by the sewage ditch where he was thrown into and then pulled out.He turned his head involuntarily, but saw a pair of dark cold eyes, and a sleeve arrow aiming at him with a cold light.

Then the Hidden Arrow flew over silently, and then the sewage splashed everywhere, and the fourth killer jumped up, rushing towards his face.

Liu Biao ignored it. It turns out that there are not only three places where people can hide in this poor alley... but four...

(End of this chapter)