Chen Qiu replied, and waved his knife even more urgently.

After practicing the Guiyan Knife with one hand for more than half a year, he fought countless times in his dreams and was already quite stylish. The sword light was like rain and tide, one wave after another, which made Zhou Qi feel like he was breathing poorly.

His left foot had not recovered yet, and he was not curled up by the knife while dodging, and most of his left sleeves were cut open.

"Do you know who I do for?"

Zhou Qi gritted his teeth, stepped on his left foot, jumped out of the 1 meter. He staggered to the ground and said to Chen Qiu:

"That's someone you can't afford to offend!"

"Yeah?"

Chen Qiu stood with a knife, and he looked at Zhou Qi, as if he was attracted by the attention.

When Zhou Qi saw Chen Qiu's harvest knife, he quietly raised his right hand. He calmed down his tone and said to Chen Qiu:

"I'm for..."

"Swish"

The next second, the two men who stood opposite each other threw out the hidden weapon in their hands at the same time.

Zhou Qi threw out a small blue and white snake, while Chen Qiu threw out a flying knife that Zhou Qi threw out before.

These two people have a tacit understanding.

"Bang"

The blue and white snake was cut off by Chen Qiu in the air, and the flying knife he threw out was also dodged by Zhou Qi. However, this delay made Zhou Qi sweep backwards.

He jumped onto the branches like a bird, rushed towards the mountain, and shouted with hatred:

"Your shopkeeper is dead! I'm sleeping with his daughter and grandpa! And his old wife, who is still charming, will be a loss today!

Remember, you killed them!"

"Brother Zhou is so handsome! But do you know why I wasted time with you here?"

Chen Qiu didn't pursue him, and he was lucky and shouted loudly:

"All the guys! Why don't you do it?"

"Swish, swish, swish"

During the time when Shen Qiu and Zhou Qi were fighting, the three large and round bodyguards who had already walked around the corner of Lin Zikou behind Zhou Qi exhaled and raised their hands.

Three large fishing nets spread out in the air, almost completely blocking the space where Zhou Qi flew.

The flower-picking thief is the most hated.

He has not been repaired with fishing nets in the past, and he has his own way of dealing with it.

Zhou Qi was covered in the air and pulled to the ground. When he landed on the ground, he waved the short knife in his hand. The short knife was also quite sharp, and easily cut the fishing net that was covered.

But unfortunately, when the fishing net was thrown out, Chen Qiu threw the torch in his hand into the sky.

The fire flashed through the air and finally landed at Zhou Qi's feet.

It also illuminated the dark night in front of Zhou Qi.

In front of this flower-picking thief, more than a dozen corpses with hatred were holding crossbows in their hands, and the cold dozen arrows were aimed at him.

He is not a hero in the world or a demon lord of the Demon Cult, so where does he get the deep internal force blocking such a close-range bow and arrow shooting?

In just a moment, Zhou Qi, who was covered with arrows on his body, fell to the ground.

However, these crossbows were found temporarily. The hunters used the hunting bows that were soft and weak, and the crossbow machine was not very powerful. Zhou Qi was covered with arrows. It seemed terrible, but he would not die for a while.

He still had to struggle. The bodyguard, who was extremely hated, rushed forward, raised his long eyebrows and hit the flower-picking thief with one stick.

The sound of bone rupture sounded in the night, and his legs were destroyed.

For those who have learned to ease their skills last time, this means that their career in the world has been completely ruined.

"stand up!"

The head of the escort agency had a fierce look on his face. He stepped forward and pulled Zhou Qi up, and then gently tried to remove Zhou Qi's chin, making him unable to speak.

He can only whimper like a defeated dog.

Chen Qiu walked forward slowly, and Zhou Qi was pressed by several corpses and knelt there, and torches were lit around him, illuminating the embarrassed face.

Chen Qiu squatted down and looked at Zhou Qi with an indignant look in front of him. He saw the fear that could not be concealed in this person's eyes.

He stretched out his hand and helped Zhou Qi get his scattered hair, he said:

"What a great face, Brother Zhou, it's a pity that I went wrong. I heard from my junior sister that there are so many bandits in this world, but the one who is hated the most is the flower picking thief.

Since you have taken this path, you should know what kind of hospitality will be after the flower-picking thief is caught by the miser’s master?”

Chen Qiu looked at Zhou Qi with a smile, and the despair in Zhou Qi's eyes could no longer be concealed.

"Okay, it seems you know."

Chen Qiu patted his face, stood up, and said to the escort beside him:

"Just as we promise, he belongs to you. But don't forget that we agreed to leave the last knife for me!"

“That’s natural.”

Holding the head of a bone-removing knife in his hand, he clasped his fists to Chen Qiu and said:

"If the young hero had not helped us today, it would not have been so smooth. The young hero would have great kindness to our escort agency, and he would have rewarded him in the future."

He looked at Zhou Qi, and he showed a trace of ferociousness, rolled up his sleeves, just like a butcher who wanted to kill pigs and sheep.

"It's just that the next scene will probably taint the young man's eyes, so please leave for a while."

"Um."

Chen Qiu glanced at Zhou Qi who was struggling and saw the bodyguards taking off the tits of the flower-picking thief. Well, he is worthy of being a flower-picking thief, and his capital is really strong.

Chen Qiu didn't want to see the scene of the miser's revenge.

He and the guys in the business went into the mountain with torches.

There are not many places where people can be hidden in the Yushan Pass. After half an hour of searching, they found the tied shopkeeper and his wife and daughter.

The clever guy hurried to report to Chen Qiu, and he whispered:

"Young hero, I found the shopkeeper, but his daughter has been robbed by the flower-picking thief..."

"nonsense!"

Chen Qiu interrupted the guy's words in a cold voice. He reached out and placed his hand on the guy's shoulder and said word by word:

"The shopkeeper's daughter is very lucky. I waited in time. She has not been ruined by Zhou Qi yet. She is still waiting to marry. Do you think... isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, I was stunned for a moment."

The guy's forehead was covered in cold sweat and he hurriedly said:

"The shopkeeper and his family are in good condition, and everything is fine."

"Um."

Chen Qiu responded, carried a knife and walked into the cave where the meat tickets were hidden in front of him. The guy followed him, constantly wiping his sweat.

Although the constraints on women in this era are not as strict as those in Chen Qiu's memory, a noble woman like Yaoqin can still serve as the shopkeeper of a big business and are respected.

But the feudal era was an era of cannibalism after all.

If the news that the shopkeeper's noble girl was ruined by the flower picking thief spread, the girl would probably have to live in other people's gossip for the rest of her life.

However, what surprised Chen Qiu was that it was not only the shopkeeper's family who tied it in the cave.

There are more than a dozen crying women.

At first Chen Qiu thought this week Qi had a big appetite and a strong taste, and liked to exercise for many people.

But after careful inquiry, he found that these more than ten women were all kidnapped by Zhou Qi from near Changshu, and there were only one or two of them involved in it.

According to those women, Zhou Qi wanted to give them to a big man in the world.

"This is..."

Chen Qiu remembered the threat Zhou Qi had to him during the fight just now, and it seems that it is true.

But this is not the most important thing.

Chen Qiu ordered the men who came with him to take care of the crying women, and told them to send the shopkeeper's family down the mountain first, especially to keep it confidential.

After finishing his work, Chen Qiu quickly walked back to the forest at the foot of the mountain.

The studs were holding aside, setting up incense tables, lit coarse incense to worship their dead colleagues.

The flower-picking thief fell on the ground behind, with blood stains between his legs. The work was cut off, leaving only one breath.

"The evil thief of picking flowers."

Chen Qiu pulled out the goose feather knife and looked at Zhou Qi under his feet. He whispered:

"Don't rush to go to the underworld."
Chapter completed!