I have many teachers

Chapter 273 Work (2\2)

The sound of the piano gradually stopped.

Wang Anfeng turned his ears to listen. The breathing in the wooden house was already subtle and gentle. He had obviously fallen into a deep sleep. The little finger of his right hand pulled across the strings, and made a last long sound, which swayed in the night, making the night darker. The more lonely.

The young man got up and put the xylophone back into the box next to it. It was getting late at this time, but he didn't go back to his room to rest. He tapped the ground with his toes and jumped up. When his clothes fluttered, he had already landed on the roof.

The moonlight was like training, Wang Anfeng sat cross-legged, his breath gradually calmed down.

The wooden sword is placed across the knee behind the back.

His eyes are as deep as a lake.

the moon, the stars,
The night is black and snowy,
The wind blows through the sparse forest like the sound of a piano.

The boy in commoner clothes gradually melted into the surrounding environment, and his breathing became more and more quiet.

And in the wooden house below him, Tan Yurou was huddled in the corner of the bed. The girl who Wang Anfeng guessed had fallen into a deep sleep still opened her eyes and took out a small jade bottle from her bosom, and poured it out quietly. A bloody pill was swallowed into the throat.

Xiuli frowned slightly, and swallowed the pill without changing her expression.

The spiritual breath gradually returned to calm and quiet, and slowly fell into a dreamless sleep.

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It's already fifth watch.

Peng Qisui walked through the small alleys in the city, his footsteps fell silently, and every time he just lightly touched the ground, he swept forward like a shadow a few feet away, although the speed was fast, he never left the slightest trace.

Xidingzhou is no better than the defense of Fufeng County City. The warriors patrolling at night are fast, no matter their vigilance or martial arts practice, they are completely different from the patrols in the county town.

Therefore, although there were many of these arresters, none of them noticed his whereabouts.

Hurriedly, across the avenue.

Walking through Rongde Road, which can accommodate two carriages in parallel, passing through Juren Street, where thirteen Juren passed...

After walking for another tens of feet, Peng Qisui stopped in his tracks.

The black clothes fell down.

Looking up, there is no wind tonight, and under the moonlight, the flag of Tiger Roaring Martial Arts is hanging down listlessly. This is the fifth-ranked martial arts gym in the entire West Dingzhou City. , are all extraordinary.

The head is worth 3000 taels of silver.

But his eyes didn't stop at the Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall, but instead fell on the courtyard next to the Martial Arts Hall. The courtyard is quite quiet, and it can be seen that the gate should be made of high-quality wood , It's a pity that someone smashed it with something and cracked a few gaps. If a carpenter came over, he would have to lament repeatedly and shout out what a pity.

I don't know how much silver it is worth.

Peng Qisui let out a breath, suppressed the thought of price drop in his heart, touched the back with his right hand, and touched the slightly cold blade.

He is a killer.

The news I got today is that I came here to test and test the warriors among them. It is not required to hold the head. As long as you can get in, as long as you have fought with that person, you can get fifty silver coins. If the weapon is stained with this courtyard There are 300 taels of silver for the blood of the warriors.

Today, the yard is full of large wooden boxes one meter square. When the box is opened, there is ample amount of gold and snow-white silver in it, which dazzles the eyes. Stab two knives and go to exchange for some silver flowers.

Holding his mind down, Peng Qisui didn't go directly, but used the method of Gecko Swimming the Wall Kungfu, and climbed up from the nearby Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall, and gently landed on the plaque of Tiger Roaring Cangshan , clasped an Emei water thorn in each hand, and looked inside cautiously.

As far as the eye can see, the yard is quite elegant. There is a stone round table inside, and the piano box is placed on it. Just as he was about to fall into it, he saw a short and thick figure squatting in a hidden corner, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Ning, the body that originally wanted to move also stopped.

He recognized this man.

As long as there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, knights have knights' rivers and lakes, grievances and hatred, killers naturally have killers' rivers and lakes, killing for money, in this industry, as long as you have been in this business for three years, and you are lucky enough to survive, the relationship between you and your colleagues , There must have been fighting and contention.

There was a very hideous penetrating wound on Peng Qisui's back, which was left by this child-like killer.

It almost didn't make it through.

Peng Qisui pursed his lips, realizing that this good deal probably not only informed his boss, his heart moved, he quietly hid his body in the shadow of the plaque, and carefully observed the surroundings of the yard, with an expression on his face. It became more and more wrong.

On the tree in the courtyard, there was a woman standing quietly, dressed in black, but her complexion was too pale.

Stepping on the delicate branches, there was no slight shaking.

Carrying on the back are two thin swords about one finger wide.

As a killer, it is best to use those weapons that are easy to hide on the body, such as throwing knives, short daggers, or like Peng Qisui, shyly holding the Emei water thorn, which is the favorite of the heroine of the rivers and lakes. It can be sharpened, like a sword like a gun, the key is easy to hide.

And if a killer holds a weapon that is biased towards the odd door like a rapier, he can still live very well.

Then this killer must be terrible.

Peng Qisui swallowed his saliva, and looked away. Under the brick wall on the other side, there was a man squatting halfway, with long and slender hands, which were different from ordinary people.

Wrist armors are worn on their wrists, and each of them shoots out a cold light like a wolf's claw. No one will doubt its power when it is lightly tapped on the ground. Just a little force is enough to shatter anyone's face to pieces, even if it is separated from others. After walking so far, Peng Qisui felt a chill down his spine.

In addition to these three killers who were more ruthless and stronger than the other, he also saw no less than six colleagues, and none of them were newbies.

Everyone has at least seventeen or eighteen lives in their hands.

It's a good deal, and it's a bit hot.

Peng Qisui grinned, like a fat cat, shrunk his body carefully into the shadows, and a lot of regret had already arisen in his heart.

He was able to live until now mainly because of his self-knowledge.

Take a look at this battle, look at this money, he wants to know with his ass, he and others must be used as abandoned sons for testing, since the people behind the scenes are willing to pay so much money, the warrior here must be tough too much.

The kind that can shatter a mouth full of steel teeth.

Moreover, from what he just saw, among these killers, there are those who are good at various martial arts, such as force killing, surprise attack, poisoning, hidden weapons, and various killing methods, all of which are included.

With this thought, Peng Qisui felt a sense of retreat, but he was reluctant to part with the easy money, he hesitated for a while, but at this moment, a chill suddenly rose in his heart, he turned around suddenly, and the Emei water thorn belt in his palm When he got up, there was a cold light, and he stabbed at the back.

This move is his best knowledge all his life, it is fierce and abrupt, like a long river flowing backwards, people who saw this move for the first time, it is rare to be able to break it, but this time the long river has just flowed, and the killing intent has not yet gathered, then Someone had firmly grasped the pulse gate of his wrist, and he couldn't exert [-]% of his strength immediately, so he almost yelled out loud.

Struggling to turn his head around, he saw a young man in commoner clothes with a wooden sword on his back. His face was quite unfamiliar. Peng Qisui grinned, as if he was a newcomer. Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, begging for mercy:

"Little brother, let go, let go..."

"I won't do this job, brother, and I won't compete with you for money."

The young man behind him seemed surprised, but he never let go of the strength in his palm, he just followed Peng Qisui's words and said:

"Work?"

Obviously the force from the palm didn't increase much, but Peng Qisui felt an unusual stabbing pain, and could hardly think rationally. Hearing the former's rhetorical question, he replied almost instinctively:

"Yeah, work, just, just that task."

"Look at how many people are in the yard. You and I are not the only ones taking over this job. It's not a confidential matter..."

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