I have many teachers

Chapter 274 begins... (1\2)

"Work..."

Wang Anfeng repeated it in a low voice. His gaze swept across the courtyard, and he took in all those warriors. These people have rich experience and have used their own means to restrain their aura and whereabouts. In the eyes of outsiders, they will almost ignore them subconsciously. , but in the eyes of the young man, no matter what means he used, it was useless.

Over the past two years, what he has grown up in is not only martial arts.

Classical scriptures, excellent arts in Jianghu, and so on, as long as they are useful, he has dabbled in them.

Even the most incomprehensible Third Master taught him a lot of things when he was practicing Qinggong. Compared with Hong Luoyu who was able to follow behind him without anyone noticing, without being noticed. In the eyes of the young man, the methods used by these warriors to hide their aura are almost full of flaws, very rough.

too tender.

Wang Anfeng looked down at these warriors with a peaceful expression.

Killer?
In the Great Qin Jianghu, killers are divided into two categories.

One is to form a sect like Dan Fenggu.

The killers are all disciples of the sect, who impart their martial arts experience uniformly, are ruthless and merciless in their attacks.The other category is scattered people, those Jianghu warriors who do not want to walk on the righteous way, in order to earn a sum of money, get information about the target from the middleman, kill people and kill them in exchange for money.

Wang Anfeng was very familiar with Danfenggu, and Xia Changqing, one of the four guardians, died at his hands.

The killers who came out of that valley, no matter their face, heart or nature, are no longer like ordinary people. They don't look like human faces, they don't sound like human voices, and they attack every step of the way. The retreat, if it is a disciple of Danfenggu, after being restrained, it will only fight back like a wild wolf, and it will never talk as much as the thick, short and fat man in front of him.

At this moment, Peng Qisui, who was pinned by Wang Anfeng's wrist veins, could no longer bear the continuous, seemingly endless stinging pain, and couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, grinning, and said:

"Little brother, let go of your hand, your hands are too strong."

"Old brother..."

"No, villain, the villain can't bear it anymore."

Wang Anfeng pondered for a while, and let go of his right hand.

Peng Qisui staggered two steps, he didn't have the slightest intention to stay here at all, he turned over directly by this staggering momentum, bounced twice like a Cuju, and fled in embarrassment, just a few breaths, he was already Turning into a street, he could no longer see the figure.

And even at this time, his movements were extremely light, without making the slightest sound, and never aroused the attention of the people in the courtyard. It can be seen that his lightness kung fu is not inferior to the level of masters from a county or a state. It can also be seen that his cautious and restrained mind is far beyond ordinary people.

Just like this, he ran through several streets in a row, and after nearly ten miles, Peng Qisui stopped, leaning against the cold bluestone wall, panting heavily.

Just now he almost thought that he was there, but now he was able to escape, and relieved, he realized that his legs and feet were a little weak, and he could hardly run.

He grinned and cursed in a low voice.

How could there be such a powerful strange character in the killer world of West Dingzhou?

Grandma, it will become more and more difficult to do the work in the future.

While cursing, he raised his hand to touch his waist.

Just now, because he was in a hurry to escape for his life, he even took the weapon away from that person. Fortunately, the badge is still there, otherwise many things will happen...

He touched his waist with his palm, but there was nothing there.

The expression on Peng Qisui's face suddenly froze, his pupils widened slightly, and after being stunned for a while, he suddenly got up, as if he had gone mad, and searched his body with both hands, searching repeatedly, but he really couldn't find the thing , his complexion couldn't help becoming paler.

The killer world has the rules of the killer world.

This waist card is the logo for the organization to identify its subordinates. Losing the waist card means losing the identity of the killer. , There was a look of panic in the widened eyeballs.

I, I remember when I came out, I took that thing with me.

Could it be that someone touched it?
But I only had contact with that person just now, he, it's him, but what does he want to do with my badge?
Difficult, difficult...

If that's the case, I won't be able to eat the damn thing and walk around!

Peng Qisui swallowed his saliva, the more he thought about it, the paler his complexion became, and he almost lost color. After thinking about it for a while, he stood up with a bang, and ran outside as fast as he could. He ran across two streets, looked at five Patrolmen patrolling the streets, these patrolmen seemed to be listless and yawning after patrolling all night because it was too late.

Seeing Peng Qisui running over, the one in the lead raised his spirits and said:
"What do you have..."

Before the voice fell, Peng Qisui slapped his face across the head and covered his face, causing stars to shine in his eyes. He staggered two steps, raised his head, and there was already a slap mark on his face. burst into flames.

With a few bangs and bangs, the five Great Qin War Sabers were directly placed on Peng Qisui's neck.

Shi Shiran, the killer who lost his badge, straightened his clothes, raised his hands, and smiled brightly:

"My lord, the villain pleads guilty."

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On the courtyard next to the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall.

Wang Anfeng watched Peng Qisui leave without making a move. His right hand clasped the Emei Fen Shui thorn that he had just countered in his hand, and his left hand turned over. Between his five fingers was a thin, dark plaque with a blue-faced ghost head engraved on it. Long Fang grinned ferociously, and it was the latter who took it out of Peng Qisui's body at the moment of running away.

The boy looked calm.

As the only disciple of the contemporary God Thief of the God Thief Sect, how could it be possible for him not to be able to use empty-handed methods?
With a flick of a finger, the waist card was put away.

Wang Anfeng turned his eyes to look at those quack killers, his mind was calm.

The person behind the scenes hired a quack killer, probably to test him.

At the same time, it hides its own whereabouts to prevent being reversely identified.

In other words, these well-known killers and assassins in Xiding Prefecture are just abandoned sons, just to test out the martial arts ways to protect the soft-spoken people. The master defeated Wang Anfeng and captured Tan Yurou, so as to intimidate the 'old man' and make him make concessions.

It's just that I don't know who this person is hiding behind the scenes.

This morning, before Tan Yurou came over, there was already a black-clothed warrior wearing a bamboo hat who tried him, and the ones who hired these killers should not be the same, that is to say, there are at least two forces in this turmoil Staring at the old Tiger King, staring at Tan Yurou.

Wang Anfeng exhaled a breath of foul air, and his distracting thoughts gradually sank into his mind.

Holding the Emei Spur in his right hand, he stood up, under the moonlight, the hem of his clothes moved slightly, and the young man in commoner looked down at these Jianghu killers who were guarding each other and moving slowly, with a calm and calm expression.

it has started.

PS: The first update is...

　Thank you for the 100 starting coins of the fireworks blown by the wind, thank you
　　
　
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