Chapter 126 #0125
Hu Xuyong held a sharp knife and was forced to back away. Liu Jianxiong, who was hiding behind him, widened his eyes and saw this bloody scene for the first time.
It's not like he hasn't fought in school before, but that kind of fight is almost like a child's play house. He often goes home to inform his parents after being punched in the face, and asks the teacher for revenge. Blood is not playing for fun but killing people!
Blood rush!
Another person fell in front of Hu Xuyong.
Hu Xuyong wiped the blood stained on his face with the back of his hand, and grinned ferociously, "Lost your old mother, enjoy it! Come again!"
The remaining three people rushed towards Hu Xuyong again.
At this moment, they already had timidity in their hearts. They were all "dao friends" who were not in good health, and they dared to break the rules and steal money in this Kowloon Walled City by relying on their numbers.
But they never expected that today they encountered a hard problem, Hu Xuyong didn't accept their tricks, and six of the nine were knocked down!
"Pfft!" The long knife cut through Hu Xuyong's left chest!
Immediately, the skin was cut open by the long knife, and blood flowed out, which was in stark contrast to the white bones between the ribs.
Hu Xuyong was fine, but Liu Jianxiong, who was hiding behind him, was taken aback. What if Hu Xuyong killed himself? Will these people let themselves go?
Unexpectedly, Hu Xuyong couldn't help but didn't retreat, but stepped forward and grabbed the man's neck, raised a sharp knife and thrust it into his shoulder blade, turned around and said fiercely to the other two: "Come on, let's see who is ruthless?"
The sharp knife was pulled out suddenly, and the blood was soaring!
The other two fellow Taoists were frightened, they glanced at each other, couldn't bear it anymore and ran away, regardless of whether their companions on the ground were dead or alive.
Hu Xuyong laughed loudly and coughed so much that he lost all strength and fell to the ground directly.
There was thunder in the sky!
Raindrops fell.
The people on the ground who were cut by Beard Yong were still struggling and moaning.
Hu Xuyong clutched his chest, leaned against the wall panting, the raindrops wet his hair.
Hu Xuyong took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth with trembling hands, and then struck a match with trembling hands, but the match couldn't strike anyway.
Finally the match struck, and before he could light the cigarette, it was extinguished by raindrops.
"It's so difficult to lose your mother, smoking a cigarette!" Hu Xuyong held his chest and leaned against the wall with a wry smile.
Looking at the miserable situation on the ground, Liu Jianxiong couldn't help throwing up with his hands on his knees facing the ground.
Hu Xuyong just laughed at him: "Do you also vomit in this kind of scene? Is there any mistake? They can't die! I have been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I know the severity of the attack the most!"
"Are they... not dead?" Liu Jianxiong wiped his mouth.
Hu Xuyong smiled, and looked at the raindrops falling in the sky: "Jianghu Road, it's so difficult to walk! You read a lot, and I kill a lot of people! You get used to it if you kill more! There is no deep hatred, why kill people?!"
Liu Jianxiong stopped talking.
Hu Xuyong plunged the sharp knife into the ground, held the unlit cigarette in his mouth, and said with trembling lips: "So, it's better to read more!"
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Although he moved to a new house for several days, Shi Zhijian still couldn't get used to living in the new bed, he was a little bit reluctant about the bed.
Da Daoxiong didn't go back last night, and directly laid the floor in Shi Zhijian's room, curled up at the moment, scratched his chest hair, and then scratched his leg hair, and continued to snore.
Shi Zhijian couldn't fall asleep even more because of Da Dae-hung's snoring, so he got up from the bed just before dawn and looked at the poor Da-Long-hung. It's already December, and Hong Kong's climate is a bit It's cold, and this guy sleeps shirtless.
Shi Zhijian took the quilt from his bed and covered Da Daxiong.
Lou Daoxiong didn't know what sweet dreams he was having, he couldn't help but hehe and click his mouth a few times under the quilt, and continued to fall asleep.
Shi Zhijian shook his head, put on his clothes and walked to the window, opened the window to let in the air.
There was a bowl of tea on the window sill, but it was no longer the "hangover soup" stewed in a pot of leftovers that Shi Yufeng was good at, but fresh bamboo tea.
She was afraid that Shi Zhijian would drink too much and would be thirsty in the middle of the night, so she made tea and put it here so that Shi Zhijian could get up and drink it.
Shi Zhijian picked up the tea and sniffed it. There was a fragrance from the tea. Shi Zhijian couldn't help but take a sip, and felt that his dry throat was moistened like a desert, and he felt much more comfortable.
Drinking tea, Shi Zhijian looked out the window. He didn't know when it rained heavily last night. He saw that the streets were fresh and clean in the morning. Many shops had already opened, and newspaper delivery boys were carrying newspapers from door to door with cloth bags on their shoulders.
Nearby, teahouses serving breakfast, stalls selling fish balls, and foreign goods stores are all open for business, giving people a sense of vitality throughout the morning.
After drinking the tea, Shi Zhijian took the toiletries and was about to go outside to wash up. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a slim woman washing her face under the tap.
Hush!
A thin stream of water flowed from the tap.
She picked up a handful and splashed it on her face, the silver beads splashed, and a beautiful face appeared in front of Shi Zhijian.
The features are picturesque and graceful, just like peonies blooming among chrysanthemums and peonies, overwhelming the crowd.
Shi Zhijian has seen many beauties, but at this moment, women give him a very different feeling. It is a kind of graceful and luxurious feeling, which makes people look at it from a distance but not play with it.
The woman didn't seem to notice that Shi Zhijian was looking at herself not far away, she washed her face on her own, and mischievously scooped up the running water with her hands, then bent down, tilted her head, let her hair fall down, and opened her mouth to gently suck the water. Water, a ray of sunlight, reflects a colorful rainbow.
Shi Zhijian didn't want to disturb the other party, but he still went over with a tea mug and a toothbrush.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, the girl hurriedly raised her head, glanced at Shi Zhijian, and before Shi Zhijian could speak, she smiled apologetically, turned and left.
Shi Zhijian saw a colorful butterfly embroidered on the back of her neck, which was the one he saw last night.
"So I wasn't dreaming, I really thought I saw a ghost last night!" Shi Zhijian said to himself.
"Hello!"
Suddenly someone shouted behind him.
Shi Zhijian was startled, but when he looked back, he saw his elder sister Shi Yufeng with her hips on her hips, looking him up and down unkindly.
"What are you doing? Do you know that people who scare people will kill them!" Shi Zhijian was terrified by Shi Yufeng's yell just now, and he still has lingering fears at the moment.
"You haven't done anything wrong, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid, it was you who suddenly appeared behind, even the gods were scared to death by you several times!"
"Really? Why do I think you seem to be looking at other girls?"
"Which girl, who is it?"
"No, it's the girl next door to us." Shi Yufeng pointed to the rented house.
"By the way, what's her name? How long will she live here?" Shi Zhijian asked.
"What do you care about these things?"
"She is the tenant, and I am the landlord, so I have to understand!"
"Cut! I believe you are the one to blame!" Shi Yufeng shook out the towel, washed the towel against the faucet, twisted the towel, and wiped her face.
"But that girl doesn't look very simple." Shi Yufeng felt that it was necessary to remind the younger brother.
"Why isn't it simple?"
"She is so beautiful, but lives alone, and comes back so late every day, I don't think she is a serious person." Shi Yufeng took a sip of water from the faucet and rinsed her mouth with her face up, purring, ah!
"Washing your face and rinsing your mouth like you are serious?" Shi Zhijian joked.
"How dare you embarrass me?" Shi Yufeng splashed water on Shi Zhijian's face.
"Anyway, stay away from her! Based on my observations over the years, even if she is not a vixen, she is still a thousand-year-old banshee!"
Shi Zhijian smiled: "Since she is a thousand-year-old banshee, do you still want her to stay?"
Shi Yufeng wiped her face vigorously with a towel, and gave Shi Zhijian a look: "It's a lot of money! Can't you?"
Just as Shi Zhijian was bickering with his older sister Shi Yufeng, someone downstairs suddenly shouted: "It's not good, Brother Jian! Something happened to Brother Yong!"
Shi Zhijian hurriedly looked downstairs, but it was Mao Shiqiang, Hu Xuyong's subordinate.