After coming to Jiufang Teahouse and checking that there were no abnormalities around, Tang Ye followed Mr. Li upstairs.

"Minghan, you haven't left yet?"

The thin Ji Yang looked excited.

Mr. Li replied: "I will say goodbye to you at the boat at 10 o'clock tonight."

Ji Yang looked at him and sighed: "The road tonight is not easy to walk."

"Haha, how could our path be easy to walk? It's just a matter of death. Unfortunately, it has dragged down this young hero."

Mr. Li pointed at Tang Ye and said.

Ji Yang looked at Tang Ye and frowned. Tang Ye's appearance was too young and I wonder if he could be reliable.

But at this point, there is nothing to say.

Thinking about it, he took out a long wooden box from the corner of the room, opened it, and took out a sheathed knife. It was narrow, slightly bent, about three feet long.

This is a Japanese samurai sword.

"Minghan, I have no body, so I will give this knife to you."

Mr. Li took it with a serious expression. He pulled it gently, revealing half of the blade body, and a cold light flashed. He couldn't help but chant: "It's a blessing to buy a treasure knife without any money, and it's a good knife to exchange for sable fur. It's indeed a good knife!"

As he said that, he turned around and asked Tang Ye: "Ono, do you use a knife?"

Tang Ye replied: "It's nothing more than chopping, slashing, and those who practice boxing can also use a knife."

"good."

Mr. Li handed the knife: "I will give it to you. If it is dangerous, I cannot be thorough. Please help me take this knife out."

Tang Ye understood what he meant, his face tightened and he didn't say much.

Mr. Li bowed: "Brother Ji Yang, goodbye, I hope I can see you again."

"Take care of yourself."

The two hugged each other tightly and said goodbye.

When I got downstairs, it was already dark, and snowflakes were rinsing and falling down, and it was getting tight.

It was cold and snowing, and the streets were empty. I had never seen anyone for a long time, only dim street lights illuminated.

Mr. Li got on a rickshaw, Tang Ye helped him raise his cloak, put on a felt hat, lowered the brim of the hat, pulled up the facial scarf, exposed only his eyes, and then pulled the car and ran towards Guangyang Wharf.

The license plate of the car has been torn off.

Tang Ye did not want to be involved in the Tiger Roar Hall because of this matter, which brought unnecessary danger to Master and the others.

There was already a layer of snow on the ground, but fortunately it was not thick.

Tang Ye is very familiar with this road and has walked many times. After wading through several streets, it is not far from Guangyang Wharf.

Nothing happened, it seemed calm.

Tang Ye's heart was not at all calm. He didn't know many things, nor did he know what kind of game and arguments there were behind the scenes. He only knew that he wanted to keep Mr. Li's safety and send him onto the boat.

The neighborhoods around were dark and cold. Suddenly, there was a dull sound of slap, which was the sound of footsteps made by the crowd running over the snow.

The figure was silhouetted, like a large group of mice, emerged from all directions.

This neighborhood is remote and mixed, with many incidents happening, but like tonight's situation, there has never been any.

At least dozens of people were running towards the rickshaw.

Mr. Li, who was sitting in the car, took a breath, but was not panicked. He grabbed a put away umbrella with his right hand. When he thought that he could use the umbrella as a weapon to block it when necessary.

The crowds that rushed over seemed bustling and messy. Many people were blindfolded, holding various weapons in their hands, and there were no slogans or calls. They were like bloodthirsty beasts.

Tang Ye paused, and his right hand drew his knife out, but he saw a sharp light reflecting the snow on the ground, shining brightly.

He untied the long cloth of sweat towel wrapped around his hands, wrapped it with the handle of the knife, narrowing his eyes slightly.

call!

With a sword, a scream erupted. The fastest man was killed. I don’t know what he broke, and immediately rolled on the ground, and the red blood dyed the snow red in an instant.

Bloody 2!

Tang Ye started running with a cart in one hand and a knife in the other. He didn't run very fast. He had to take into account the safety of Mr. Li sitting in the car and could not attack from behind or from the side.

Chichichichichi!

The sword is radiant and shining with eyes.

This was the first time Tang Ye used a knife, which was surprisingly skillful and slashing, straightforward, simple and rough.

There is no big difference between the qi and blood in the body, and the strength is circulating. Using a knife and using a fist.

Having a knife in your hand saves effort. If you have a bare hands and fist, it will consume much more.

Puff puff puff!

The sword flashed, the human body fell, screams rose and fell, and the blood stained the snow turned red.

Mr. Li could see clearly in the car, and for a moment, he couldn't help feeling excited and almost whistled.

He was worried that it would affect Tang Ye, so he pursed his lips tightly, clenched his fist with his left hand, and thought of a poem: Kill one person in ten steps, and go without leaving a thousand miles...

when!

A tall man in black waved a machete in his hand, and hit Tang Ye's samurai sword hard, making a fierce sound.

This is a martial arts practitioner, with a lot of strength.

Tang Ye rubbed his body without thinking, and kicked it in a slant.

It is as quiet as a monkey hiding the shade of a tree, and it moves like a tiger coming out of the deep mountains!

Bang!

The opponent's kick was hard, and he broke many bones. He fell out and fell on the snow without moving. He couldn't even scream and couldn't see it anymore.

In this move, Tang Ye used secret force to smash the tall man in black into pieces.

He gasped slightly, continued to pull the cart and continued to move forward.

This encounter was over, and the others had not even reacted and it was over.

Obviously, the tall man in black was a leader and the like. His kick to death was somewhat shocking to the people who rushed up.

call!

A short axe flew over, targeting Mr. Li in the car.

Tang Ye looked at the six directions, listened to all directions, and swung his wrists, causing the rickshaw to change its direction and avoid the flying axe.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

A tough man without a black scarf rushed over, and in the cold weather, his mind was open and his strong muscles were revealed.

Tang Ye recognized him, and it was the Axe Ninth Brother.

Brother Jiu had several short axes inserted between his waist, holding two axes in his hand, and slashed them down on his head.

Tang Ye held a knife in his hand and faced him with a block. He felt a slight numbness at the tiger's mouth.

What a big momentum!

The martial arts of this Axe Jiu Ge obviously surpassed many boxers in the martial arts school. There were no extra fancy moves, and each axe was directly at the critical point, with amazing strength.

Tang Ye was entangled by him, and the rickshaw stopped. Several people immediately picked up Mr. Li in the car.

Mr. Li opened the umbrella with a snap, and the surface of the umbrella was instantly full of holes and was out of shape, but it barely blocked it.

Tang Ye let go of the handlebars, stepped forward suddenly, used the knife as bait, and looked straight with his left hand, and grabbed Brother Jiu's abdomen.

Even though Brother Jiu retreated anxiously, he still felt a burning pain in his abdomen.

Tang Ye turned around, grabbed the handlebar, rushed forward with the man and the car, and took advantage of the situation to slash.

Brother Jiu didn't dare to stop him, so he rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey and rolled to the side, thinking that he would take a breath and then fight again.

But he didn't have time to get up, a storm came. A stone as big as an egg hit his forehead, and blood splattered, and it was all concave.

“Where did it come from…”

Brother Jiu fell head-on and could no longer move.
Chapter completed!