An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin was not afraid that his opponent would make a move against him.

Because he also had something to rely on—you should know that the length of the swift sword in his hand is an astonishing 110 centimeters.

His swordsmanship, inherited from the system, gave him ample confidence—unless he encountered a top expert whose strength was enough to crush him!

Otherwise, if you use a short weapon against a long weapon, you're dead!

When two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave will prevail! Any distracting thoughts are of no use in the current situation.

Jiang Baobin pointed his sword straight ahead, his gaze fixed intently on his opponent, especially his opponent's eyes.

He hoped to subdue the enemy without fighting, forcing them to back down.

Unfortunately, all Jiang Baobin saw was a sinister smile and a chilling killing intent.

This person clearly intended to kill me!

Since he dared to cut off Jiang Baobin's escape route by himself, his fighting skills were clearly the strongest among the three bandits!

Then there's no need to be polite. Jiang Baobin slightly withdrew his arm, preparing to deliver a fatal blow!

The opponent remained fearless, raising his left-hand knife to protect his chest, while bringing his right-hand knife to his waist.

Clearly, they're preparing one for defense and the other for offense.

Unfortunately, he clearly underestimated the seemingly thin and frail Western sword in Jiang Baobin's hand.

This is understandable, since Zorro fever hasn't spread here yet, and there's no powerful "Pirates of the Caribbean" to redefine people's understanding of the world.

Therefore, most people only know that foreigners are powerful with their firearms and cannons.

Little did they know that the swords used by nobles in duels were also terrifying!

What is the most distinctive feature of the Swift Sword? It's its lightness and agility!

Jiang Baobin feinted, easily tricking his opponent into parrying with his knife, thus leaving him wide open.

This was the moment they had been waiting for. Like a snake spitting its tongue, Jiang Baobin suddenly unleashed a deadly attack!

The bandits were shocked, completely unprepared for Jiang Baobin's swift action.

He hurriedly used his right-hand sword, which he had originally intended to use to attack, to parry again.

However, it was too late; Jiang Baobin's explosive power was no joke!

It was so sharp that Jiang Baobin didn't even feel any resistance (also because his explosive power was too strong).

The sword tip had already pierced the bandit's body.

To be honest, even Jiang Baobin didn't expect to defeat his opponent so easily.

He had even prepared how to thrust his sword next.

The bandit felt his strength being instantly drained from his body!

He stared in disbelief at the sword piercing his left chest.

Then, I watched helplessly as it was swiftly pulled out.

Only then did I feel the pain, a piercing pain!

"you……"

What he really wanted to ask was, "What kind of sword are you using? And why are you so fast?"

However, due to his severe injuries, he was unable to speak.

Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground.

In fact, Jiang Baobin's astonishment was not much less than that of the bandits.

Because those moves were already etched into his mind, he was simply making moves instinctively.

And then they succeeded!

That's incredibly weak! They couldn't even withstand a single move?

It may seem slow, but it only takes a few seconds to write.

The two bandits who were blocking their way ahead panicked when they saw their companion injured and lying on the ground.

The guy with the gun pulled it out, pointed it at Jiang Baobin, and hurriedly pulled the trigger repeatedly.

But to my utter surprise, there were several "clicks" in a row.

Holy crap! It got stuck at a time like this?

It truly lives up to its nickname "Turtle Box"—it always fails at crucial moments.

Fortunately, the fire didn't start, otherwise Jiang Baobin, who is still a bit dazed, would probably be in grave danger!

This is the first time he's taken someone's life!

Even though I know it's just a game, it's still face-to-face, a life-or-death struggle!

These few missed shots finally "woke" him up...

Jiang Baobin did a forward roll and landed behind the fallen bandit.

The logic is very simple: is a person a bigger target when standing or when squatting down?

This guy grabbed the dead body from the ground and used it as cover in front of himself.

With his right hand, he quickly pulled out the "masturbator" that was stuck in his lower back.

In a moment of haste, the trigger was pulled—"click"...

Damn! It didn't even fire!

What the hell is this damn gun?

Oh, sorry, sorry, I misspoke. I didn't open the safety lock.

gun:"……"

"Bang!"

The first shot hit—"Ah!" someone screamed!

Looks like all that practice paid off, I hit the target this time.

Gun: Enough with the nonsense. It's right in front of you. If you still can't hit it, you're just blind!

Jiang Baobin: Bah! Then why didn't they hit me?

Gun: It's only because you're the protagonist that the system is deliberately going easy on you. Otherwise, one shot from the other would have made you use the "Sunflower Manual"!

Jiang Baobin instinctively covered his mouth and yelled: Get out!

So, without further ado, Jiang Baobin fired five more shots in quick succession.

They riddled the last enemy with bullets.

Even when he was at a complete disadvantage, this guy still lunged at him menacingly.

Since he wants to kill me, how can I let him go?

This guy charged too fiercely, and even after being shot several times, he still crashed headfirst into the body of Jiang Baobin, who was lying in front of him.

The sounds of "clang," "clang," and "whoosh" rang out several times in a row.

With a "clang," the gun and knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Hualeng" refers to something bulging out of his body.

Wow! An ancient person's money bag!

This guy is something else; even though he's already dead, he still wants to give me a gift.

Then don't be shy, just take it.

On a sudden impulse, Jiang Baobin rummaged through the body of the man who had just acted as a shield.

Sure enough, another one was found.

Jiang Baobin expressed his helplessness: Why do you keep sending me money?

Originally, he could have also captured a "Turtle Box" (Japanese version of the Type 14 Nambu pistol).

The name "turtle box" mainly comes from the shape of this holster; well, it is quite descriptive.

However, this gun is said to require careful maintenance, otherwise the failure rate is extremely high.

It just didn't start at that crucial moment.

So forget it. If the weapon is unreliable, isn't that tantamount to suicide?

Jiang Baobin picked up the long sword from the ground.

He quickly looked around, probably frightened by the continuous gunfire. The alley was deserted, without even a stray cat in sight.

He walked up to the first robber who had been shot.

This guy's lucky; he's lying on the ground, panting heavily.

The previous ruthlessness was gone from his eyes; only pleading remained.

And now, the person holding the sword in front of him is the one who can decide his life or death.

Pointed at by the sword, the man obediently offered his money pouch with both hands.

He said tremblingly, "Sir, spare my life, and I will repay you with the utmost gratitude."

Wow, I didn't expect him to be a cultured bandit.

Looking at the money bag, Jiang Baobin couldn't help but frown; it was stained with a lot of blood.

But you can't go against money, can you?

Jiang Baobin looked at his wound; the bullet had hit his stomach.

His intestines are definitely ruptured, and he doesn't know if it can be cured these days.

Although time was of the essence, there was one thing he needed to clarify…