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"Lu Jianxing, you are avenging a private vendetta!"

"You're complaining that I didn't fill the gap for hundreds of households with you!"

In the alley, Xu Xianchun, who was being escorted by two Jinyi guards, shouted with a ferocious expression.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xianchun's tone changed. There was some non-existent hope in his eyes when he looked at Lu Jianxing, and he said in a tone that everything could be discussed: "Lu Jianxing, let me go, let me go, and I will definitely let you." When hundreds of households—ah!”

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Lian, who was standing next to him, grabbed his chin and pulled it off with a little force.

"Take it away."

Shen Lian waved his hand, and the Jinyi guards around him surrounded him, escorting Xu Xianchun to continue moving forward.

Lu Jianxing did not follow. He looked at Xu Xianchun's struggling back and sighed softly: "Wei Zhongxian has fallen. He, a dismissed governor, is still so arrogant."

Shen Lian sneered: "Brother, the eunuch tree has deep roots..."

Lu Jianxing frowned and whispered: "Second brother, be careful what you say."

Shen Lian closed his mouth, nodded silently, and said no more.

At this moment, a long whistle suddenly came from the alley not far away.

Jin Yichuan, who was silently listening to the conversation between the two brothers, moved slightly, and unconsciously glanced in the direction of the sound from the corner of his eye.

Finally appeared!

Lin Zhongtian, who had been squatting on the roof of Chen Mansion watching the show for a long time, perked up and had a smile on his face.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhongtian jumped up and jumped over the heads of the three brothers without any scruples.

Lu Jianxing, who was immersed in the emotion of the sinister officialdom, did not notice the black shadow leaping above his head.

Jin Yichuan, who had been completely distracted by his senior brother Ding Xiu's whistle, didn't even notice.

Only Shen Lian caught a glimpse of the black shadow in the sky out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but put his hand on the handle of the knife and shouted loudly.

"who?!"

Hearing Shen Lian's loud shout, Lu Jianxing and the surrounding Jin Yiwei quickly became alert. They pulled out the sabers from their waists, stood back to back, formed a circular formation on the spot, and scanned the surrounding roofs vigilantly.

Jin Yichuan's reaction was even greater. He pulled out the pair of flying swallows and climbed up the wall quickly to the roof.

But soon, Jin Yichuan put away his swords and jumped down from the roof lightly.

Lu Jianxing quickly stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Did you find anything?"

Jin Yichuan shook his head, put his two swords back into their sheaths, and said with a relaxed smile: "I didn't see any people, but I heard two cats meowing from the alley next door. Maybe they were wild cats from somewhere."

"..."

Shen Lian frowned, looked at him deeply, and silently put back the half-drawn Xiuchun knife.

Lu Jianxing was still a little worried. After thinking for a moment, he led his men and chased out of the alley, preparing to report the situation to Xu Xianchun's colleagues who were escorting him.

It would be even better if you could take the opportunity to sneak into the escort team and get a little more credit.

At this moment, Jin Yichuan coughed twice at the right time.

The two brothers also knew about his physical condition. Seeing this, they asked him to go back and rest first, so that he would not need to participate in the next action.

Jin Yichuan looked grateful, nodded, and watched his two brothers lead the team away.

Before leaving, Shen Lian deliberately took a step slowly, took Jin Yichuan's arm and whispered.

"Yichuan, don't blame the second brother for talking too much. If this continues, it's really not an option."

After saying that, Shen Lian patted his shoulder and strode to catch up with Lu Jianxing.

Looking at his second brother's leaving figure, Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth and looked a little unnatural.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian had found Ding Xiu's location.

At this time, Ding Xiu was in a bun shop, rummaging through the leftover cold buns sold during the day.

Looking at the figure in the bun shop, Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, and said with a slight smile: "Volume 18 of the Ming Dynasty, Article 16, anyone who steals and loses money will be flogged fifty times, and will be spared." Stabbing, but for those who get money, one owner is the most important, and the crime and sentencing are based on stolen goods. The first offender will be stabbed on the right forearm with the word "theft", the second offender will be stabbed on the left forearm, and the third offender will be hanged - ah, I forgot to ask, How many times is this yours?"

"..."

Ding Xiu froze when he heard the sudden sound at the door of the bun shop.

But then, he continued to rummage and said in an indifferent tone: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

Lin Zhongtian curled his lips and explained patiently: "It means that if you stop now, the government will punish you with fifty lashes, but you will not be imprisoned. If you don't stop, you will have a thief tattoo on your forearm." Two words, and the sentence is based on the money you stole. I think you only stole a few buns. According to the law, the punishment will not be too heavy, it will only be sixty floggings at most!"

"……oh?"

Ding Xiu straightened up after hearing this, holding a bun in his left hand and chewing on it. In his right hand, he picked up the long black leather-wrapped object on the table, put it on his shoulder, and looked at Lin Zhongtian at the door with interest.

"What if I paid?"

Lin Zhongtian's eyes turned and landed on the table to his left, where five shiny copper coins were placed.

I really paid it...

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said in a leisurely tone: "Book 18 of the Ming Dynasty Code, Article 24, anyone who enters someone's house at night without any reason will be punished with an eighty stick, and the master will kill him immediately. .”

"Are you the master?"

"no."

Lin Zhongtian shook his head honestly.

Ding Xiu smiled: "In that case, aren't you and I equally guilty?"

Lin Zhongtian shook his head again and pointed to the threshold at his feet: "I didn't go in."

"...So I can't avoid this whip, right?"

"If I plan to sue the police."

"Then do you plan to sue the police?"

Facing Ding Xiu's increasingly sharp eyes, Lin Zhongtian suddenly laughed and pointed at his face.

"you do not know me?"

"You are not money, why should I know you?"

"Then...do you recognize this hand?"

Lin Zhongtian raised his right hand with a smile, and his sleeve slipped off, revealing five ferocious white bone spurs.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiu's pupils shrank and his chewing movements stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he swallowed the bun in his hand in two or two mouthfuls, then held the long black leather-wrapped object with both hands, held it in front of him, and looked at the smiling Lin Zhongtian in front of him.

At this time, his face no longer had the calmness and calmness just now.

It was replaced by a look of vigilance and solemnity.

"Are you the Bone Demon Hand who destroyed all the Liu family?"

"..."

Hearing this nickname, the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face froze.

"Just call me Fu Qingyun."

"It seems you don't like that title."

Ding Xiu smiled, raised the long object in his hand, and pulled out the slender Miao Dao from the black leather scabbard. While looking at the sharp blade, he said in a leisurely tone: "Since we are in the martial arts world, Famous devil, when you come to see me, it shouldn’t be as simple as just passing by and saying hello, right?”

"It seems that even if I say yes, you won't believe it."

Ding Xiu was noncommittal and suddenly took a small step forward. At the same time, he moved the knife slightly towards his right hand with his left hand. He grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and lifted it up. He slashed diagonally towards Lin Zhongtian's chest from bottom to top with a sharp force.

This move is exactly the sword-drawing position in "Xinyou Sword Technique" created by Qi Jiguang.

It is adapted from the Chinese sword-drawing technique and the Japanese sword-drawing technique, Iai-za.

It's just that compared to the ordinary sword-drawing technique, this move is more aggressive, more powerful, and has a narrower angle. The environmental requirements are not as demanding as the normal drawing-sword technique. It can be used even in a narrow place like Baozipu. It produces 70% to 80% of its power.

Faced with such a sharp knife, Lin Zhongtian did not panic, kicked his feet, and took a few steps back.

Ding Xiu had already expected it, so he reserved some strength when he drew the sword.

With a knife in the air, Ding Xiu flipped his wrist, holding the handle of the knife with both hands above his right shoulder, with his right hand on top, slightly pressing his left hand, the tip of the knife pointing down slightly, and at the same time, he took a step forward with his left foot.

Then Ding Xiu kept walking and took a step forward with his right foot. The tip of the knife drew an arc in the air. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and swung it from right to left, holding it above his left shoulder with the same move.

Repeatedly, the offensive continued like a torrential rain, forcing Lin Zhongtian to walk out of the bun shop.