Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 8 Catching Bandits
On the other side, Chen Beihu had bruises all over his body, and a wound on his shoulder was bleeding profusely, soaking his coat.

Walking through an empty alley, trying to escape the patrol team behind him.

"I must blend in with the crowds and find a chance to leave the city as soon as possible." Chen Beihu thought to himself, and still had enough energy to knock out a passerby who was running through the alley and change into new clothes to hide himself from others.

After walking around for a few times, I arrived at a crowded street and followed the crowd towards the city gate.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed under the bamboo hat and he noticed an official in a blue uniform approaching him.

"Night Watchman" Chen Beihu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the official uniform clearly.

He was a night watchman, not a patrol guard. Although he also carried a knife, he was weak and alone, so there was no way he was here to arrest him.

He continued to move forward calmly, feeling that he was hiding well.

The more this happens, the more we must not panic and reveal our flaws.

If he were discovered by the spies from the Patrol Armor Division again, he would be in real danger.

The night watchman kept approaching, and until the two were about to pass each other, the young-looking night watchman did not even look at him.

Taking a step forward, the two men crossed each other's paths. Just as Chen Beihu was about to withdraw his attention, he heard a clang sound in his ears.

It's the sound of a long sword being unsheathed!
Chen Beihu, who had been living on the edge of a knife for many years, suddenly felt his heart tighten and realized that something was wrong. Without even looking behind him, he rolled forward quickly as if by instinct, just avoiding the knife that was stabbing him from behind.

Only then did he stand up and look back, and sure enough, it was the night watchman who he was about to ignore who was attacking him.

At this time, the long knife was approaching his face again.

Chen Beihu pulled out the dagger hidden in his clothes without hesitation and blocked the attack with his backhand.

clang!
The crisp sound of blades colliding exploded in the street. When the pedestrians around saw it, they all stepped back, but did not scream or panic.

In this world where martial arts prevail, it is common for people from the martial arts world to fight with weapons in the streets over a disagreement. It is not uncommon.

Many brave people even have the leisure to watch the fun.

The two men exchanged a few moves quickly, and Chen Beihu suddenly felt something was wrong.

This night watchman was not as simple as he thought. Although he looked young, he could feel the force of the knife when the other party struck out with his sword.

This means that the other party has already mastered the sword skills to a minor level!
Is this still the low-level night watchman who does odd jobs for the Patrol Division as he knows him?
When did night watchmen become so skilled?

If he was in perfect condition, he might not be afraid, but now he was seriously injured. Not only was his strength reduced, but he also couldn't delay and couldn't fight for long.

The more impatient you are, the more difficult it will be to find the opponent's weakness and defeat him.

On the other side, the young night watchman who suddenly attacked was naturally Song Changming.

Today, nearly half a month has passed since he achieved some success in swordsmanship.

When he went to buy medicine for his old father during the day, he happened to run into Chen Beihu jumping down from the restaurant. He also witnessed the whole process of the patrol team led by Liang Chuanshan fighting with him.

Seeing that Chen Beihu finally escaped with injuries and had not been captured on the street, Song Changming immediately realized that the opportunity to make a contribution that he had been waiting for had come.

Although there have been some good opportunities before, none of them were as suitable as this one.

After deciding to take action, he no longer hesitated and took action.

With almost two years of experience in night patrols, he knew every street and alley in Houli Street. From the direction in which Chen Beihu fled in a panic, he was able to roughly infer the other party's escape route. He followed him all the way and witnessed the other party disguised himself and walked out of the alley and merged into the busy street.

After locking on the target, Song Changming finally decided to take action on the street!
This is how the scene just now happened.

Unfortunately, he thought that the other party would be careless because of his night watchman's uniform, but he didn't expect that the other party would react so quickly and still dodge his back-to-back knife at the critical moment. After failing to kill him simply, Song Changming pressed on step by step, with his blade appearing and disappearing like a ghost. With the advantage of taking the initiative, he made Chen Beihu a little flustered for a while.

Strictly speaking, this was his first duel with a martial artist.

Before this, the most he did was catch petty thieves at night, and he didn't need to take it seriously at all.

Chen Beihu is undoubtedly a strong rival to him.

After a few exchanges of kung fu, he realized that his opponent was extremely powerful and had great strength, which made his palms and wrists holding the knife hurt.

This is despite the fact that his opponent has injuries on his shoulders and other parts of his body. If he were in good condition, his strength would only explode more violently.

No wonder the patrol chief Liang Chuanshan mobilized so many troops. He must have caught a big fish.

Song Changming did not compete with the opponent in strength. His sword-drawing speed became faster and faster, and the sword style rolled, incorporating more subtle changes of reality and illusion.

The cold wind whistled past, covering the entire area, disturbing everyone's heart.

Under the cover of Song Changming's Yin Gui sword force, Chen Beihu was in a trance for a moment, not knowing whether it was due to excessive blood loss or being frightened by the sword force.

Song Changming seized the opportunity, and in a flash, the blade extended its fangs like a long snake and pierced straight through the chest of the person in front of him.

Blood splattered everywhere, spreading across half of Song Changming's face.

The dagger in Chen Beihu's hand fell to the ground, and he knelt down in front of Song Changming in disbelief, and soon fell silent.

The fight between the two men, from start to finish, actually didn't take long.

Before Chen Beihu could even display his sword skills, he was killed by Song Changming's soul-breaking sword.

Until his death, he did not recognize what kind of sword skills Song Changming used. How could it be so treacherous and tricky and impossible to guard against.

"Too fierce, but not defensive enough." Song Changming drew out his long sword, reviewed the battle just now, and commented on Chen Beihu's swordsmanship.

If he had both offensive and defensive skills, it would have been difficult for him to end the battle so quickly.

"How can this young man, dressed in night watchman's clothes, be so powerful?!"

"The knives were so fast just now that I couldn't react in time and the big man fell down."

"Why did you kill this man? Is he a criminal?"

The onlookers were talking about various things. Seeing this, Song Changming bowed and spoke loudly to avoid any misunderstanding.

"This man is a criminal that the Patrol Guard is looking for. There is no need to disturb him."

As soon as they heard that a criminal had been caught, some people started cheering and some even clapped.

"I would say he is a criminal, little brother. He is very skilled with a knife and has a bright future ahead of him."

"Good kill!"

After explaining, Song Changming didn't say anything more. He dragged Chen Beihu's body on the ground to the street corner and waited.

I believe that it won’t be long before what happens here reaches the patrol chief’s ears, and he won’t need to do anything about it.

He wanted to touch the corpse, but then he thought that this wanted criminal was the target of the patrol chief. What if he was hiding some important secrets? It would be better for him not to touch the corpse to avoid getting into more trouble.

(End of this chapter)