Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 85
Zhao Lin suddenly realized that he has a very strong ability to fight more with less.

Once the echolocation is turned on, a full-angle view is instantly formed in the mind, just like looking down from a high altitude, and the movements and postures of everyone around you are clear.

"you……"

Wang Dazhao felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. What kind of monster was he facing?

Is there such a big gap between sects and martial arts?

He couldn't help retreating in his heart, and quietly gave his subordinate Li Pu a wink, telling him to go out and call for someone.

Li Pu nodded slightly, took two steps back, turned around and ran out.

In order to attract Zhao Lin's attention, Wang Dazhao jumped forward with a knife.

Zhao Lin blocked it casually with the bent iron ruler, took advantage of the momentum to turn his body, took a big step, and came to Li Pu's back in an instant.

The iron ruler fell, and Li Pu's brains burst.

Zhao Lin kept walking, rushing towards Wang Dazhao's only remaining subordinate, Liu Mao.

Liu Mao had already been frightened and lost his will to resist, begging for mercy: "Captain, please forgive me, I just..."

boom!
Another corpse fell.

"Captain Zhao, if you have something to say, speak up..."

While talking, Wang Dazhao retreated to the side of the hall, and at the same time looked outside the door in surprise.

There was such a commotion in the house, why hasn't anyone come in yet?Could it be that……

"Wang knew that he was wrong, and shouldn't inquire about the family affairs of adults. But the sun and the moon can learn from each other. I have no other thoughts about you. It's just that someone paid me to do it."

Wang Dazhao argued, "For example, I am a knife seller in the market. If someone buys a knife, whether it is killing people or chopping melons and vegetables is not my business. Do you think that is the reason?"

In fact, he knew that no matter what he said, Zhao Lin would never let him go. He did this just to delay time.

Wang Dazhao has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it is impossible to survive until now without some means of saving his life.

There is a hidden weapon in this hall. Once the mechanism is opened, the ground will collapse, and people will be stabbed to death by the spikes below after falling.

At the same time, crossbow arrows were shot from the walls on both sides, and even a master of Qi would be shot into a hedgehog.

"You're quite good at finding false ideas. Do you believe this yourself?"

Zhao Lin smiled noncommittally, threw away the iron ruler, picked up the cooked copper stick on the ground, and waved it, feeling quite convenient.

Wang Dazhao pretended not to see it, and continued: "If Butou Zhao feels overwhelmed, the villain can pay for it."

"No matter how big the amount is, as long as you open your mouth, I will give it to you even if I sell it!"

As he spoke, he quietly moved to the weapon rack by the wall.

The mechanism is behind the weapon rack.

"Oh, how much money will Lord Wang give to redeem his life?"

Zhao Lin stared at Wang Dazhao's every move, without any intention of stepping forward.

Fighting for life is not a contest of martial arts, any means can be used.

I can rely on a sneak attack to kill the cruel Zhao Feilong with the weak and the strong, and others can do the same.

These figures in the world may be mediocre in terms of martial arts alone, but their scheming methods are quite powerful. Now that they are in other people's territory, they must act carefully.

Wang Dazhao's eyes wandered, so he must rely on something.

Zhao Lin wasn't sure what the other party's life-saving means was, so he secretly observed while talking.

A gust of cool wind passed through the hall, and the flickering candlelight in the hall made the faces of the two of them uncertain.

"Hehe, how about 1 taels?"

Wang Dazhao raised one hand and placed it on the weapon rack as if nothing had happened.

"Not enough." Zhao Lin shook his head slowly.

Wang Dazhao gritted his teeth and offered another price: "3 taels!"

Zhao Lin snorted softly, "Bangzhu Wang is willing."

"Of course, money is important, but life is even more important."

Wang Dazhao licked his lips.

"It's still not enough!"

While Zhao Lin was speaking, he suddenly grabbed the body of the dead guard and threw it over with a "huh".

Wang Dazhao snarled, raised his knife to face the corpse and chopped it off.

Before he could catch his breath, Zhao Lin swung the chair over again.

With a "click", Wang Dazhao smashed the chair into pieces.

Seeing that he was still unwilling to move his position, Zhao Lin felt hesitant, pulled out his iron axe, aimed it in the direction, and threw it with all his strength.

The flying ax rolled rapidly in the air, making a piercing hum. Wang Dazhao knew that the knife in his hand couldn't stop it, so he had to dodge aside.

Zhao Lin moved like a rabbit, he ran two steps quickly, stepped on the ground with his feet, jumped high and high, and flew over a distance of several feet, feeling like covering the sky and blocking the sun.

The cooked copper rod draws an arc at the side of his body, and smashes down with the momentum of thunder.

A sense of despair rose in Wang Dazhao's heart, and he raised the saber upwards with both hands.

clang!
The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Wang Dazhao's eyes were full of gold stars, and he seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking in his ears, his mouth was sticky, and a smell of fishy sweetness filled his mouth.

He lowered his head and glanced, his chest was sunken by a large piece, and he sat down on the ground along the wall weakly, exhaling the last breath in his life with difficulty.

Zhao Lin kicked him away, walked to where he was standing just now, and saw something like a doorknob on the wall behind the weapon rack.

"Trap or Poison Arrow?"

Although I was curious, but after thinking about it, I finally didn't press it.

Glancing at the corpse on the ground, Zhao Lin picked up his ax and iron ruler, and took the cooked copper stick along with him. This thing is heavy and hard, and it is better than the iron ruler in close combat.

He groped around the body of the deceased and found some bills and silver taels, roughly 200 taels, and he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Just less than a year ago, I was still struggling to survive on one bite, but now I have so much money, I don’t think it’s a big deal.

Zhao Lin looked around the hall again and strode away.

Although so many people died, they were still in their jurisdiction, but Zhao Lin was not worried about trouble.

When a member of the gang dies, they generally won't go to the government, even if they do, they won't bother.

Now that you have entered the underworld, you will lose your identity on the white way, and you will have a life and death, so don't even think about being protected by the government.

To choose this line, you must have such awareness.

In the cool night, Zhao Lin glanced towards the north of the city.

There is also the water dragon gang, whoever endangers the lives of himself and his family can not stay.

But today is not the time to do it.

The Water Dragon Gang wasn't in the East City, so he didn't know much about it, so it would be unwise to go straight up if he didn't know the opponent's strength.

When Zhao Lin returned to the yamen, Liang Song was already asleep, but when he heard the movement, he turned over and asked, "Why did you go so late?"

"It's okay, you can sleep." Zhao Lin replied casually.

"Hey, why do you smell like blood?"

Liang Song sat up excitedly, and said eagerly: "You won't kill Beard, will you? Why don't you take me with you?"

Zhao Lin shook his head calmly, "It's not a beard, but it should be coming soon."

"Be sure to take me with you then."

"Ah."

Liang Song nodded in satisfaction and fell asleep.

After a while, there was a slight snoring sound in the police room.

(End of this chapter)