Zhao Xing, who was sitting in the car, breathed a long sigh and said to himself: "I'm so suffocating! It's so filthy to deal with literati!"

Zhang Wangcai, who was driving the car, was very familiar with Zhao Xing. After hearing this, he joked: "Master, you are the Wenqu Star. When the literati sees you, don't they behave like a cat?"

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly and refused to answer. He couldn't tell Zhang Wangcai that this little bit of ink was all obtained by plagiarism, right? Even if he said it, people in the world would not believe it. His plagiarism was the essence of Chinese poetry after the Han Dynasty, and no one has done it in this era. Sometimes, Zhao Xing even maliciously thought, would he steal the articles made by the three "Seven Sons of Jian'an" by the Lao Cao family and see what they do in the future?

It was already late at night and after drinking a lot of homemade soju wine, Zhao Xing sat drowsy in the carriage, and did not have much intention to linger with the horsemen on both sides of the street, who were still opening the door to welcome guests from time to time. When the carriage reached a mile away from Buguangli, he suddenly stopped.

"The owner of the manor, there are a few drunk men lying on the road in front of me, waiting for me to go and help him aside," Zhang Wangcai said to the carriage. Without waiting for Zhao Xing to reply, he had already got off the carriage.

A little dizzy, Zhao Xing replied habitually, "Well, okay...".

"Slow down!" Zhao Xing, who suddenly woke up, shouted loudly!

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and Zhang Wangcai, who went up to help the drunk man, was penetrated by a drunk man who suddenly jumped up, and fell to the ground in pain. The masked killers pretending to be drunk man had already shown their long sword in their hands and surrounded Zhao Xing's carriage.

"Kill!" The masked killer gave a fierce order.

"King!" Several long swords stabbed towards the wall of the carriage from different directions.

With a "slam" sound, the side wall of the carriage used for decoration was slashed by several long swords. Just as the side wall of the carriage was cut, it suddenly changed and suddenly became a sudden change. A figure jumped up from the roof of the carriage and rushed straight to the back of the horse in front of him.

When Zhao Xing shouted "Slowly" in the car, he was already on guard. He pulled out his sword and made a squat and stab in the car. When the side wall of the car was split with a sword, he accumulated strength to jump on the back of the horse. Because in several directions, only the horse's position was not occupied by the killer, so it was easy to get to the point where the person was attacked.

"Cut the horse's legs!" The masked leader immediately gave an order when he saw Zhao Xing jumping onto the horse's back.

"Puchi" the sound of the long sword entering the flesh sounded, and the severely injured horse immediately made a painful cry.

As several killers slashed at the horse's legs, Zhao Xing also prepared to pounce on a killer on the left. "Ding, dang!" The two long swords collided fiercely, sparking. Before the killer on the opposite side made the next move, Zhao Xing's empty left hand suddenly changed his tricks and used a military dagger. He lifted it and stabbed into the liver position under the masked man's right chest. The masked man screamed, and the sword fell to the ground, covering his chest, lying to the ground, his whole body was spasm and unable to say a word.

"Puchi", Zhao Xing quickly pulled out the dagger, and didn't care about spraying his hand along the black blood sprayed out of the dagger, and exerted force to break through the gap that was opened by him. Hearing the sound of a long sword breaking through the air on his back, Zhao Xing turned his right hand out, raised his sword down, pressed his back tightly, ran forward a few steps, found a dead corner, turned around, crossed the sword across his chest, and held the dagger still dripping blood in his left hand, glaring at the remaining three people.

Seeing that Zhao Xing had no way out, the three masked killers took a triangle position and forced them to come forward.

Zhao Xing was resolutely not afraid, and swung his sword vigorously, forcing the three of them to retreat. Before the three of them could surround him again, Zhao Xing's dagger in his left hand suddenly rushed to the throat of a killer on his left hand like an arrow.

"Er" let out a low scream, and the killer on the left was penetrated by the dagger thrown by Zhao Xing, and fell to the ground and died. The remaining two killers could not help but turn red when they saw Zhao Xing killing his two brothers in the blink of an eye, and rushed forward even more desperately.

"Come on!" Zhao Xing shouted and made another move to throw a dagger. When the two killers saw Zhao Xing's action, they hurriedly dodged sideways, but they fell into Zhao Xing's plan. Seizing this gap, Zhao Xing rushed towards the killer on the right. The two bandits on the opposite side found that Zhao Xing had been fooled out of nothing, and they couldn't help but be furious, wishing to split the guy who killed his two brothers into corpses. Unfortunately, before they could do the next move, Zhao Xing's long sword had penetrated the person on the right. The battle scenes turned into Zhao Xing and the leader of the killer to fight one by one!

"Tell me, who hired you to kill me!" Zhao Xing asked coldly with the long sword in his hand, his eyes burst out with a fierce light of choosing someone and devouring him.

"Hmph, do you think I will betray the employer?" the killer leader replied disdainfully.

"This time you say or not, you will die! But if you say it, I will choose a place with suitable Feng Shui, and someone will bury your brothers and some others together. If you don't say it, I will throw the bodies of your four brothers into the toilet in the horse market, so that thousands of people can be poured into you with feces and horses, so that you will never be reincarnated!" Zhao Xing said sinisterly.

"Ye! If you don't want to be a general in the dynasty, you can do such a despicable thing. You are not the son of man!" The masked leader was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he cursed Zhao Xing for being a good person.

"Hmph, do you need to talk about etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame for those who only recognize money and do not distinguish between likes and dislikes?" Zhao Xing said sneered. "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want to tell your employer, then go to die!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Xing bullied himself forward and acted in an attempt to kill him.

"Slow down!" The masked killer leader was frightened by Zhao Xing's hell methods and intimidating words, and quickly called for a stop, fearing that he would be buried in the cesspool after his death.

"I wonder if General Zhao still remembers the Zhang family of Shangdang?" asked the masked leader.

"Oh, it turns out that the Zhang family is willing to give up and want to seek revenge on me?" Zhao Xing looked indifferent, "Last time, I kindly let you go to your Zhang family, but I didn't repent. Then don't blame me for turning against you!" Zhao Xing said to himself, not taking the killer on the other side seriously at all.

"This time, I hired you and others, but Zhang Wen, the Situ in the court?" Zhao Xing asked.

"It turns out that General Zhao already knows it. I hope General Zhao keeps his promise!" After the masked leader finished speaking, he suddenly burst out and slashed at Zhao Xing with a sword, which was a way to fight together.

"Damn! It's so fucking desperate! If you want to find a bargain from me, you have to have a good eloquence!" Zhao Xing waved his sword to block the killer's attack, and cursed while fighting. The killer on the opposite side was already confused, but he was fighting with a bloody courage. Once his momentum was suppressed by Zhao Xing, he would not be far from defeat.

Zhao Xing suddenly made a flaw, his feet slipped sideways, and he was about to fall. The killer saw it and tried his best to swing his sword to slash towards Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing used his right sword to block the killer's fatal blow with his right hand. He suddenly made a heavy punch with his left hand, swung a cannon hammer and hit the killer's temple, which instantly resulted in the life of the killer leader.

After checking around, he saw that the four killers were dead and the horse, which had suffered heavy damage to his legs, was also lying on the ground and whinefully. Zhao Xing then took back his dagger and turned to check on Zhang Wangcai who was lying silently. Don’t blame Zhao Xing for being ruthless, put the rescue of the person at the end. Zhao Xing was too calm and had long analyzed the possible results. Zhao Xing would not let the enemy pretend to be dead and the slutty man happened to him, nor would he rescue his companions when he was not safe.

After checking, Zhang Wangcai was indeed killed. Zhao Xing sighed and told himself in his heart that taking care of Zhang Zuolin in the future can be regarded as a kindness for Zhang Wangcai to follow him. When he was about to place Zhang Wangcai's body on the carriage, Zhao Xing suddenly held the dagger in his hand, turned slowly, and looked at the distance of the street intent.

"It seems that there are quite a lot of people who want to kill me, Zhao Xing!" Zhao Xing smiled self-deprecatingly, and his hands holding the long sword and dagger tightly became more firm and powerful.
Chapter completed!