Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 104 You come to kill me!
The setting sun is blood-red and the snow is falling.

The lights were on in the huge capital, and people were bustling around. The noisy and lively sounds were endless.

Dali has a developed economy, and the capital is the country's economic and trade center. Merchants from all over the world come here in an endless stream, and there are all kinds of rare treasures, special snacks, strange costumes, and martial arts secrets from all over the world.

Even though such a big thing happened in the court, there was still no curfew at night.

"Mutton soup with steamed buns! Give me a bowl of steaming hot mutton soup with steamed buns to warm you up for the whole day!"

"Xiangyang Beef Noodles! Made from freshly slaughtered cattle! Lots of meat and noodles, no cheating!"

"Grilled skewers! Grilled skewers from the Western Region! Top-quality lamb!"

Guangze Street is a famous snack street in the capital. At this moment, colorful lights have been lit on the street and on the corners of the eaves. Many vendors are pushing carts to set up stalls on the street. Delicacies from all over the world can be seen on this street. The extremely rich and complex aroma and heat rise to the sky, dispelling the chill of deep winter.

Amidst this bustling noise, something strange happened.

A figure holding a big gun suddenly rushed forward, as powerful as a wild bull, but his body movement was extremely swift. He stepped on a small cart of mutton soup buns, and his body immediately rushed forward several feet, while the cart instantly crashed backwards, and countless boiling mutton soups scattered, sprinkling on the compacted snow, with a hissing sound of white smoke.

"Hey! My mutton soup! I spent the whole day cooking it!"

"Blood! There's blood on him!"

"Ye Wancang! He is Ye Wancang, the 'Northern Spear', and he learned from the Spear Master!"

The originally lively crowd immediately fell into panic, with curses and cries of horror ringing in the ears.

Following closely behind Ye Wancang was a man wearing a black robe and holding a knife. He had a very cold look in his eyes and used the light skill of "Flying through the Sky" to shuttle over the heads of the crowd, staring at Ye Wancang who was about ten meters away from him.

"Who is this person!?"

"He is chasing Ye Wancang!?"

“Impossible!? So young!? How could he force Ye Wancang to flee in such a panic? Ye Wancang was once the most proud disciple of the Spear Master!”

Two figures passed by one after the other, and soon disappeared from the eyes of street vendors and pedestrians, but they were still shouting in surprise and fear, full of astonishment and horror.

The capital has been suppressing the news of the emperor's death and the crown prince's coma for a long time. These days, everyone is keeping a low profile, no matter what is right or wrong. They dare not cause any trouble, for fear of being involved in this matter.

If one is not careful, he will be blamed and end up like one of the three Yi tribes... Therefore, during this period of time, let alone being chased in the streets like Zhao Wumian and Ye Wancang, even armed fights among martial arts people have rarely occurred.

At this moment, no matter who it is, if they dare to openly fight and kill in the capital, it is undoubtedly a provocation to the court and the Detective Department.

Ye Wancang was extremely fast, flying over the heads of the crowd. Although he was seriously injured, he was not at the end of his rope. He knew very well that once he was entangled by Zhao Wumian, he would soon be surrounded by the Jade Constables of the Detective Department.

If you are sent to the Detective Department's jail, death would be easier than living.

Therefore, he pushed his potential to the limit, at an alarming speed.

Zhao Wumian was chasing relentlessly, his life hanging by a thread. Human potential was truly terrifying, and lightness skills had always been Zhao Wumian's weakness, so it was difficult for him to close the distance for a while.

But he was not impatient. He just held on tightly and waited for the opportunity silently.

The houses in the capital were like chess pieces, scattered among them and of varying heights. However, Ye Wancang did not dare to fly high, for fear of being discovered by some expert from the Detective Department and then shot with an arrow. At this moment, if he was a little slower, Zhao Wumian would chop him with a knife the next moment. He could only walk along the street, taking advantage of the noisy crowd and scattered alleys to get rid of Zhao Wumian.

On Guangze Street, Ye Wancang didn't care about the so-called chivalrous spirit. Whenever he had the chance, he would grab some boiling oil to make a broth, or use skewers of meat as hidden weapons to throw them towards Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian's eyes were extremely cold and he was not moved at all. Just by looking at Ye Wancang's movements and the surrounding scene, he was able to predict what he was going to do and easily avoided it.

They didn't know when the two had run out of Guangze Street. There was a fork in the street in front of them. Ye Wancang leaped up, smashed a magnificent building at the intersection with the gun in his hand, and jumped into the house.

This building is a famous jewelry store in the capital, and many wives and daughters of princes and nobles are frequent customers here.

At this dusk, there were still many ladies and young ladies in luxurious clothes, arm in arm with each other, walking back and forth to choose things.

Ye Wancang rushed into the hall like a bear, shocking all the ladies and girls so much that they couldn't react for a long time, and their faces were extremely shocked.

Ye Wancang didn't even look at them. He raised the spear in his hand, and countless jade hairpins on the display stand became natural hidden weapons, shooting towards Zhao Wumian who was leaping behind him.

Zhao Wumian was in the air at the moment, with nowhere to gain leverage, so he couldn't dodge. He raised the long sword in his hand and blocked the hairpin with a "click, click, click", but his speed was inevitably slowed down.

Ye Wancang was slightly delighted, and the next moment he saw Zhao Wumian flicking his fingers, and the "Yun Shu Finger" suddenly touched one of the golden hairpins. Then the hairpin made a whoosh sound, and it was like a ray of golden light, suddenly piercing into Ye Wancang's thigh, and then it went through the body without slowing down, and directly hit the wall.

Ye Wancang was stunned. He had never expected that Zhao Wumian had such a skill. His body paused, and then without looking back, he rolled to the side instinctively.

But in an instant, the Kunwu Sword brushed past Ye Wancang's shoulder and stabbed into the luxurious wall of the hall, like a knife cutting tofu, leaving only the handle.

Zhao Wumian held the hilt of the knife with one hand, his long boots on the floor tiles and the other boot on the wall, looking down coldly at Ye Wancang who was rolling over in a panic.

Obviously, if Ye Wancang had been a step slower, Zhao Wumian would not only have been able to stab him in the shoulder, but would have also stepped on his heart and forced him to finish him off.

But when Ye Wan hastily turned his head, he looked at the long sword in Zhao Wumian's hand, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "Jiang Bai's Kunwu Sword... Are you Zhao Wumian!?"

Everyone in the martial arts world knew that Zhao Wumian had killed Jiang Bai, robbed Bi Bo, and seized the Qianlima. Even Ye Wancang, who was in a hurry to travel after leaving Xiaoxitian, had heard about it.

Ye Wancang had fought a brief battle with Zhao Wumian in the back hill of Phoenix Mountain, but it was dark at that time and Ye Wancang did not notice Zhao Wumian's sword. He just noticed it now...Ye Wancang had been offered an olive branch by Liu Yuezhi before, and naturally he had dealt with Jiang Bai, so he knew the appearance of Kunwu Sword.

"So what?"

Zhao Wumian smiled coldly, and grabbed several hairpins again with a casual scoop. With a flick of his finger, the hairpins turned into hidden weapons with considerable lethality and shot towards Ye Wancang.

At the same time, the long boots on the wall stomped suddenly, and a big hole suddenly appeared in the wall, revealing the shadows of people and bright lights on the street below. The Kunwu sword took advantage of the situation to cut a very long gap in the luxurious wall. Zhao Wumian carried the sword with him, and suddenly slashed at Ye Wancang amid the flying wood chips.

Ye Wancang had just been hit by a move and was already on guard. He slapped the floor heavily with one hand and bounced to the side to avoid the hairpin.

At the same time, as his body turned to the side, he suddenly stabbed towards Zhao Wumian with the spear in his hand, which was a sudden counterattack that every gunman could use!
The nine-foot spear still had the advantage of "an inch longer, an inch stronger". Before Zhao Wumian's long sword could get within one step of Ye Wancang, the tip of the spear had already reached Zhao Wumian's heart.

But Ye Wancang had three fingers cut off, blood gushed out of his chest, blood was oozing out of the hole in his thigh, and his fragile neck was hit directly by Su Qingqi's whip kick. He suffered multiple injuries. Even though he was a master, he was just a flesh and blood body, and his strength was no longer what it used to be. He was sitting on the ground when he used the posture of the saber-punch. As the saying goes, power comes from the ground, so how much power could this saber-punch have?
clang----

Zhao Wumian used the 'Yun Shu Finger' with his other hand and flicked the nine-foot spear lightly. Sparks flew between his finger and the spear, and then the spear turned to the side. Only the tip of the spear left a bloody mark on Zhao Wumian's arm... It was the same way of dealing with it as Su Qingqi, but the result was completely different.

In the next instant, the long sword went straight into Ye Wancang's thigh... Zhao Wumian originally wanted to stab Ye Wancang directly in the heart, but the master was in such a state that he still had the strength to dodge.

Ye Wancang's expression was slightly distorted, but he had not given up yet. After the spear in his hand brushed past Zhao Wumian's shoulder, he swung it in a circle and smashed it hard at him.

Zhao Wumian once again bent his fingers and flicked them violently. With a clang, the spear flew out of his hand and spun back into the wall. However, Zhao Wumian was only a flesh and blood body. He confronted Ye Wancang's spear twice, and his fingers were trembling slightly... But Ye Wancang had to die today.

"ah------"

It was not until this moment that the ladies who had been choosing jewelry in the hall came back to their senses from their daze. Their faces turned pale instantly and screams echoed throughout the hall.

Zhao Wumian had a blank expression on his face and was unmoved. He drew out the Kunwu Sword calmly, intending to chop off Ye Wancang's head directly. But Ye Wancang still did not give up at this moment. He suddenly waved his sleeves, and the hairpin jewelry scattered on the ground flew towards Zhao Wumian again. He slapped the floor with both palms, straightened up, and stomped hard with the leg he could still use, and flew up, intending to escape from the hole that Zhao Wumian had just stepped on.

But at this moment, a feather arrow suddenly shot out from the crowd on the street, aiming at Ye Wancang's heart.

Ye Wancang's pupils shrank. As a master, his five senses were still sharp, and he immediately locked onto the man who shot the arrow... Was it the informant he found this afternoon! ?
Seeing that it was difficult for him to escape from Zhao Wumian, he wanted to kill him to silence him in order to prevent himself from being caught and exposing Dong Yan!

Just as this thought flashed through Ye Wancang's mind, a long knife stabbed out of his heart the next moment, bringing up several drops of blood.

Then a hand suddenly reached out from Ye Wancang's shoulder, grabbed the arrow shot at him, and with a little force, broke the arrow directly.

Blood foam oozed from Ye Wancang's mouth. He turned back blankly and saw that it was Zhao Wumian.

He didn't care at all whether he could get any information from me or not. He just wanted to kill me... maybe it was because I almost killed Su Qingqi just now.

Zhao Wumian, Su Qingqi, and the fight for Prince Jin's thousand-mile horse... When he was about to die, Ye Wancang's mind was extremely sharp. He connected these information together, and then finally understood Zhao Wumian's true identity... the mysterious man who escorted Luo Chaoyan back to Beijing.

But Ye Wancang was not thinking about political affairs at the moment. He suddenly thought that if his son had been as affectionate and kind as Zhao Wumian, and if he cherished Su Qingqi so much, perhaps he would not have died.

Thinking of this, Ye Wancang suddenly felt a little regretful. As a father, he should have taught his child well... Then his head tilted and he died.

Zhao Wumian held a long knife in his hand, his eyes passed through Ye Wancang and looked coldly at the street below the hall… The Detective Department naturally wanted to capture Ye Wancang and interrogate him, so the person who wanted to kill him could only be Dong Yan.

When Zhao Wumian was calmly searching for who shot the arrow, he saw Miss Shen, who had disappeared at some point, standing on the roof of a building with an unconscious man in her hand, smiling faintly at Zhao Wumian.

It seems that Miss Shen is reliable.

Zhao Wumian silently withdrew his gaze and then glanced around.

The luxurious jewelry hall was in a mess. Countless ladies and young ladies collapsed on the ground with tears on their faces, terrified.

Seeing Zhao Wumian, a smart young lady was frightened and trembled, then stammered: "Sir...you, you are Zhao, Zhao Wumian's matter, I, we will definitely not spread it..."

Then she remembered, why did she have to mention it when she could just pretend she didn't know?

He has a clever mind, but unfortunately not too bright.

Thinking of this, she was so scared that she burst into tears on the spot, and hurriedly said, "Don't, don't kill people to silence them... Zhao, Zhao Wumian is said to be a wanted criminal with heinous crimes. He must have pockmarks all over his face and a beard... You, you are so handsome and so young, you are definitely not Zhao Wumian, right?"

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and didn't say much to the lady who was almost frightened. Instead, he turned to look at the street.

At this moment, the pedestrians outside heard the sound of fighting and gathered here, whispering to each other and making a lot of noise. In the distance, there were several black shadows rushing towards this place. They must be the captains of the Detective Department.

As dusk faded and night fell, a full moon was faintly visible hanging high in the sky.

In the extremely high sky, dots of darkness began to appear, and the sky seemed to be divided into two, one half was red clouds and the other half was black night.

Wisps of thin clouds, like tassels of silver grass, hung in the sky, winding and undulating.

Looking up, the sky is desolate.

Zhao Wumian had exhausted all his energy in hunting down Ye Wancang, and at this moment his heart was beating like a drum and he was gasping for breath.

The pounding heartbeat from overwork, the crying of the woman in the hall, and the noise of the passers-by below seemed to come from two different worlds.

He stood in front of the hole in the tall building, and thousands or even tens of thousands of people could see him from afar.

Zhao Wumian thought of Su Qingqi. He knew why Su Qingqi was acting so openly outside despite her sensitive identity.

Ye Wancang is just one of the people sent by Dong Yan to test. In the future, this kind of testing and even the offensive will only become more rapid.

From the very beginning, Dong Yan's plan was to seize the world.

Zhao Wumian, Luo Chaoyan, Su Qingqi, Wu Ming, Ye Wancang, Zhenxing, and even King Jin are all just pawns of Dong Yan.

They hid in the dark, acted recklessly, and did not care about human lives at all...especially the lives of Zhao Wumian, Luo Chaoyan and others.

Luo Chaoyan never thought of becoming an emperor, but was dragged into it by them and had to be hunted down by the entire martial arts world.

Su Qingqi almost died at the hands of Ye Wancang.

Zhao Wumian asked Luo Chaoyan privately, even in Guixuan Valley, there has never been a case of heart transplant surgery... The so-called love that Zhenxing has fought for all his life is most likely just a complete scam in Zhao Wumian's view.

Goddess Canghua stood on a high place, looking at the motionless Zhao Wumian. Her smiling expression slightly cooled down and turned into one of doubt and surprise... Why didn't Zhao Wumian leave yet?

Then he saw Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, and then suddenly sneered, "Don't you, Dong Yan, want to act secretly and be the chess player behind the world's situation?"

Zhao Wumian used the trick of 'transmitting sound into secret' in reverse, and used his internal force to spread his voice outwards. His voice was like a bell, and he shouted loudly:

"I am Zhao Wumian——"

The noisy and bustling street suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked up at Zhao Wumian in a daze.

Empress Canghua opened her almond-shaped eyes wide and looked at Zhao Wumian in disbelief.

"This man is Ye Wancang, the 'Northern Spear'! He is the assassin sent by Dong Yan!"

Zhao Wumian pulled out the long sword cleanly and neatly, and put it back into the sheath. Ye Wancang's body fell out of the hole and fell due to gravity.

"Whether it's Dongyan or King Jin... I'm in the capital!"

Zhao Wumian paused for a moment, and then in a very cold voice, with a hint of unquestionable arrogance and contempt, he announced to the world,

"You come to kill me."

(End of this chapter)