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Chapter 118: Embarrassment(2/2)

The dim long street suddenly turned red, like a burning cloud falling to the ground and spreading for six thousand miles!

When the tip of the sword stopped one foot away from Zhao Rang, it clanged to the ground.

He looked at the red color in front of him, unaware that his body was getting colder, but felt that it would be a very good result to just melt into the warmth.

"puff"!

An arrow shot out from a secret place, piercing the man's back.

The huge force knocked him down, face down, and was firmly nailed to the ground.

Seeing this, the other three people knew that nothing could be done, so they all mounted their horses, whipped up their whips, and fled away.

Zhao Rang saw someone firing a hidden arrow but was not nervous. He flicked his wrist and sprinkled a series of blood beads on the ground. Then he sheathed his sword and stood tall in the middle of the long street.

"Who are you?"

But he soon discovered that he was wrong...

Although the ruler could accurately measure when to draw the knife, it could not help him predict the future.

I thought that the hidden arrow must be someone from the Jinzhong Escort Agency led by Jin Sanliang. Unexpectedly, the person who walked out from the corner turned out to be a Westerner with deep eye sockets, a high nose, and a big beard.

As a last resort, Zhao Rang had no choice but to slowly hold the handle of the knife.

This was his first time in the Western Region Merchant Alliance, and he had never dealt with anyone from the Western Regions before. Moreover, he did not believe that there were people from the Western Regions who were so old-fashioned and warm-hearted that they would be willing to draw their swords to help when they saw four people surrounding and killing one person.

Facing Zhao Rang's questioning, the Westerner put his right hand on his chest and his left hand behind his back. After bowing deeply to him, he said:

"My master invites you to come and talk!"

This native from the Western Regions had a thick accent and his northern dialect was extremely poor. Zhao Rang didn't understand, so he slowed down and spoke again.

"If you don't know me, don't go!"

Zhao Rang said simply.
Chapter completed!
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