Super Constable System

Chapter 133
The post soldier hugged Shen Yueli and walked out of the cave with a blank expression on his face, unable to see any thoughts in his heart.

Lu Jun didn't attack immediately, but watched quietly as he put Shen Yueli down.

Shen Yueli's eyes were full of anxiety, as if she wanted to stop the post soldiers from fighting, but her acupoints were restricted by a strong person in the Netherworld, and the post soldiers were not strong enough to undo it, so she couldn't say anything.

"Don't worry, I will take you away, I promise."

The postman's voice was hoarse and his tone was soft, he kissed Shen Yueli's forehead lightly.

When he straightened up, the postman's aura suddenly changed, like a sword about to be unsheathed, with a strong fighting spirit burning all over his body.

Lu Jun held the Xuehan knife in his hand, looked at him coldly, and said, "Show your weapon."

"Two palms are enough," said the post soldier.

"You should use a sword." Lu Jun said lightly.

The post soldier trembled slightly, and said, "You're wrong, I don't know how to use a sword."

"Okay, whatever you say is fine, but I can still use a knife." Lu Jun said.

"Please." said the postman.

Lu Jun drew out his blood-cold saber, pointed the blade at the station soldiers, and said, "Wanren sent Lu Jun, please enlighten me!"

"You don't have to know who I am!"

The post soldier shouted loudly, stepped forward, and slapped Lu Jun's chest with both palms.

Lu Jun swung his saber and slashed, went straight to the middle palace, and went up to meet him.

The postman's foot slipped, his body slid sideways in a semicircle, his palms closed suddenly, and he pinched towards the Xuehan knife, wanting to enter the blade with his bare hands.

Lu Jun's wrist trembled slightly, the blood-cold knife flashed, and it slashed at the post soldier's right palm.

But the postman didn't dodge, his palms continued to clap down, but turned his palms into claws, and grabbed Xuehan.

Snapped!
The Xuehan knife slashed at the post soldier's right palm, but he failed to cut it off. Instead, he grabbed it and slapped it down with his left palm.

"open!"

Lu Jun yelled violently, his wrist shook rapidly, and the saber energy surged from Xuehan Dao's body.

The post soldier only felt a strong zhenqi coming, he couldn't hold his right hand anymore, he couldn't help but let go of the Xuehan knife, and his body immediately flashed backwards.

At the same time as he retreated quickly, the Xuehan knife suddenly moved upwards, and the knife's air brushed across his chest, and the clothes on his chest immediately burst open.

Nishuihan's move has not been exhausted yet, he continued to sweep upwards, even if the postman dodged quickly, he was still slashed across the face by the saber air.

There was a bloodstain oozing from the left side of the post soldier's face. The skin on both sides of the bloodstain was rolled up, revealing another layer of skin. He really was wearing a human skin mask.

Anger flashed in Lu Jun's eyes, and the blood-cold knife turned from the cold against the water to the waves washing the sand.

The post soldier stepped back and slapped out his palms in a row to resist Lu Jun's fierce attack.

However, although he blocked intensively, he still couldn't seal all the saber energy, and the mask on his face was covered with scars. At first glance, it looked like he had shed his skin, looking hideous and terrifying.

"Open it for me!"

Lu Jun yelled violently, and the Xuehan knife slashed out of the waves and washed the sand for the last time, the knife's aura was like a strong wind, and it swept towards the post soldiers.

The post soldier hastily waved his palms and used all his strength to resist.

But Langtaosha's knife is heavier than the other knife, and the last knife is the most powerful.

Although his palms were not afraid of the blood-cold knife, they were still unable to resist. He was immediately slashed by the knife, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Shen Yueli's face was already full of tension, and at this moment, there was even more heart-wrenching pain, as if she was suffering, she wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound, tears fell down like broken pearls.

As the post soldiers flew backwards, the human skin mask finally could no longer stay on his face, and pieces fell off, revealing a handsome and resolute face.

Lu Jun didn't continue to attack, but said sadly: "It really is you, I just said why the back is so familiar."

That face is none other than Zhang Jian!

Zhang Jian smiled wryly, stood up, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Lu... Lu Jun, I don't have the face to call you brother again. If you remember that I saved your life, please let me and you go!" Let Yueli go. I assure you, from today onwards, the two of us will live in seclusion and never step into the rivers and lakes."

"Hehe, life-saving grace?"

Lu Jun sneered and said: "I should really thank you. You saved me on the front foot, and brought Ye Guyue to rob the prison car on the back foot. If Ma Butou could not resist him, I would be a dead person now. This is What kind of life-saving grace are you talking about?"

"I didn't look for Ye Guyue, it was just a mistake." Zhang Jian explained.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Lu Jun said coldly.

Zhang Jian sighed, pulled out the dagger, and said, "I know I'm not your opponent, but for Yueli, even if I die, I won't let you hurt her!"

Hearing this, Shen Yueli burst into tears, she opened and closed her lips silently, vaguely telling Zhang Jian to leave quickly and ignore her.

Lu Jun kept this scene in his eyes, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. He swung the blood-cold knife in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Jian.

Having seen Ye Guzui incarnate as Lin Feng with his own eyes, Lu Jun has placed Zhang Jian as a demon undercover under Zhang's Jianghan Zhang family. The real Zhang Jian has long since ceased to exist.

Remembering that the fake Zhang Jian was undercover in Zhang's mansion and cheated on his friendship, Lu Jun was furious and attacked mercilessly.

Zhang Jian waved his short dagger to meet him, and fought with Lu Jun.

He was no match for Lu Jun, and the short dagger was not as good as the long sword he used to, but after a dozen or so rounds, he fell into a disadvantage.

"Lie down for me!"

Lu Jun found an empty door, and the Xuehan knife rushed out, slashing at Zhang Jian's chest.

Zhang Jian rushed out with both palms and daggers, able to seal the Xuehan knife, but Lu Jun's real attack was not the knife, but the fantasy finger.

Lu Jun stretched out his left hand suddenly, and his fingers transformed into a shadow, which instantly sealed Zhang Jian's five major acupoints.

A look of despair flashed in Zhang Jian's eyes, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Lu Jun stepped forward, reached out to touch his hands, and it turned out to be a set of silk gloves, which he peeled off.

He searched carefully and found that there were not many belongings on Zhang Jian's body, except for the antidote of Jiuyou Sangongxiang, there was nothing else, let alone anything that could prove his identity.

Lu Jun unlocked Zhang Jian's dumb acupoint, and said in a cold voice, "Tell me, how long have you been undercover in Zhang's residence?"

"Undercover Zhang Mansion?"

Zhang Jian froze for a moment, then reacted, and said with a wry smile: "You think I'm the same as Ye Guzui? Don't you know that the Jianghan Zhang family has a master, which devil dares to come undercover?"

Lu Jun remembered that Wan Xuechun said that Ye Guzui's method of stealing the sky and changing the sun could not hide the truth from the grandmaster. If the Jianghan Zhang family really had a grandmaster, no one would dare to come undercover.

"Aren't they the undercover agents of the Demon Dao? Could it be that they..."

Lu Jun thought of a possibility, and thought to himself: "If that's the case, it would be a bit bloody..."

At this moment, Zhang Jian suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)