"Zhang San is visiting!"

After hearing Zhang San's name, the people in the gate stopped, and then a sound of footsteps walking backwards sounded.

Zhang San couldn't help frowning, but was not in a hurry. With a sneer, he also wanted to see what the other party wanted to do. Although Wang Lan had just arrived in Huaxi Town, he was a hooligan after all. The bully was in Huaxi Town, so it was impossible not to inquire about Zhang San's origin.

Zhang San still has this confidence. After all, those reputations are "forged" with the blood of gangsters.

"It seems that the target this time is me!" Zhang San thought to himself.

Looking at the gate of the royal palace, which is considered a "luxury mansion" in Huaxi Town, suddenly opened, and a group of people rushed out like a flood of laughter.

I saw the leading middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe in a sharp contrast with Zhang San's coarse cloth waiter.

"Haha, it's really my brother Zhang San who was able to come to our mansion today. I, Wang Lan San, have the honor of being in my life!" The middle-aged man stepped out quickly, and did not despise Zhang San's age.

"It seems that Wang Lai is useless, either." Zhang San nodded in his heart.

"If there is, who dares not give Brother Wang a little bit of shame in Huaxi Town? I'm here abruptly today and I hope Brother Wang doesn't mind!" Zhang San couldn't help but slap the "smiley man" and said to deal with it.

"Haha, it turns out that a hero is a young man. Brother Zhang San, please come to the mansion and talk again!" After Wang Lan said that, he saw a group of people behind him immediately divided into two sides and gave up a passage.

Zhang San was singing for a moment, smiled indifferently, "I'll be annoyed by Brother Wang like this." After saying that, he walked in, without any politeness, just like his own mansion, which made everyone on both sides glar at him.

Wang Lan couldn't help but nodded and thought: "It seems that it is indeed as rumored, the young man is mature, smart and ruthless!"

After entering the lobby and sitting down, before Zhang San could speak, Wang Lan said first.

"Brother Zhang San came late at night this time, but for the sake of Li's wife." When Wang Lan said this, he stopped, raised the teacup, and looked at Zhang San secretly, but Zhang San was silent and there was no slight fluctuation on his face.

"Little Man" Wang Lan cursed in her heart with some regret.

"This time, it was indeed designed by my brother, but I was helpless. Someone from above asked him to disturb the quietness of Brother Zhang San. However, when Brother Zhang San entered, I had arranged for someone to return Li Da's wife and escort him home." Wang Lan said apologetically.

"Oh!" Zhang San was a little surprised.

"To be honest, I'm asking for help from brothers this time!" Wang Lan said sincerely, holding his fists with his hands, and looking solemn.

However, this had no effect on Zhang San. "Why should I help you?" The response voice was filled with an optional laugh.

"Brother Zhang San, values ​​love and righteousness, is young and promising, and I believe that those gold and silver things are despised. However, Brother Zhang is saved by Li Da's mother, but you will leave after all, so I promise that in the future, as long as I have one day, Li and his son will enjoy the rest of their lives." After hearing Zhang San's answer, Wang Lan did not get angry and said slowly, as if "the victory is sure to be true."

Zhang San frowned. This did hit Zhang San's key point, "What's the matter?"

"Kill someone!"

Zhang San's brows tighter, and then stretched out, "I shouldn't have killed anyone if I don't kill."

Wang Lan seemed to have expected it and took out a wanted notice, "They will not make things difficult for brothers Zhang San. This man killed countless people. The court has issued a wanted order, but it was not issued because he was afraid of alarming the enemy." After that, he handed it to Zhang San.

Zhang San took it and opened it, "It's him!" Zhang San was a little surprised.

"Qiu Ei was originally an executioner of Kyoto. He killed ninety-five people in the Shangshu Mansion and twelve guards in one night. He was so guilty that he ordered all prefectures, counties and towns to capture them with all their strength, regardless of life or death!"

"He lives, "There are guests coming." Zhang San looked up and asked questions.

"Yes, did Brother Zhang San agree to ask this?" Although he had expected it, Wang Lan was still happy.

Zhang San was not pretentious and nodded, "You have arranged everything, I can agree, but I have seen him, to be honest, I am not sure."

Wang Lan didn't believe it. He had already seen Zhang San's skills secretly. He was shocked and thought it was Zhang San's modestness, so he laughed and stood up and said, "No matter whether he can succeed or not, I will fulfill my promise!"

"I'm really not sure. After all, when I saw him last time, I didn't notice it at all. The man was like a thousand-year-old piece of ice, and his temperament was even more unfamiliar." Zhang San felt a little depressed.

Huaxi Town in spring and summer has more scenery and vitality than ordinary towns, but the woods outside Huaxi Town are filled with a dull atmosphere, which infects the surrounding scenery, adding an invisible murderous intent.

"You are Qiu Ei, did you kill the 95-member family of Shangshu Mansion?" Zhang San finally stopped the target he wanted to leave in the woods.

The breeze blew, and the leaves began to rustle, "Yes, I made it. Are you the waiter?"

Qiu Ei was not surprised, as if the thousand-year-old ice face was just a little doubtful.

Zhang San just shook his head and said to himself: "Someone wants me to kill you, let's take action."

"Haha!" Looking at Zhang San, who had changed greatly from the inn, and his thin body clenched his fists with both hands, Qiu E burst out laughing a little.

Zhang San knew what he was laughing at, maybe he had already gotten used to it, Qiu E was not the first, nor would it be the last one.

"My seriousness is just respecting your life that is about to end!"

"Oh!" Qiu E was a little surprised that Zhang San said this, and nodded for a while, "It seems that you have killed some people, but this waiter in the world shop also came out to show off as a killer. It's so crazy."

Qiu E's eyes gradually became a little solemn, but his words became more and more slight.

Zhang San didn't pay attention. Since he had already said this, the result was the best proof!

Zhang San's figure suddenly rose, and his figure was still blurry and difficult to see clearly during the day. "Drink!"

Without any fancy, Zhang San punched directly and attacked Qiu Ei's heart, making the air behind him grin, which was the peak punch that he had gathered all his blood.

"Bang!" In the blink of an eye, a violent sound came, Qiu E's figure retreated, and his hands protected his chest and retreated three meters away.

"What a powerful blood," Zhang San exclaimed, his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something curious, and his face was no longer cold. "It's a pity that I don't know how to use it."

"Hmph!" Zhang San's figure did not stop at all. He took advantage of the victory to pursue him and took action repeatedly, colliding with Qiu E, forcing Qiu E to retreat repeatedly. Wherever the two figures passed, they were as clean as the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, which was neat, but also in a very embarrassing manner.

"Okay, you beat me so well, and I'm beat me so well." Qiu Ei drove away the tangled Zhang San and shouted loudly.

"Boy, although you are gifted and have the strength of the acquired peak with the blessing of your qi and blood, it is not in a proper way. Are you willing to be my disciple? I can teach you an unimaginable martial art."

"You, do you really think you are so better than me!" Taking advantage of the time of speaking, Zhang Sanping slid his trembling hands and shot again. However, Qiu E's strength was beyond his imagination. He was impeccable and waved his hand to repel him, which already made Zhang San retreat.

"Do you want to escape?" Qiu Ei looked at Zhang San indifferently, shook his left hand, and a ghost-headed sword about one meter appeared on Qiu Ei's hand. The blade was cold and flashed with a cold light, which immediately aroused goose bumps on Zhang San's body in the distance.

This is a kind of physical instinctive protection. Zhang San couldn't help but be shocked. He forced his body to reverse halfway and retreated.

"What is this?" Although Zhang San was not afraid, he became instinctively afraid, because he had already clearly felt that the longer the knife appeared, the blood and energy in his body slowly calmed down over time. I'm afraid that it won't take long to become an ice man.

"This is my knife!" Wang Lan's words were very simple and straightforward. He brushed the blade with one hand, and the knife body actually made a sound! "Buzz..."

"This knife has been with me for half a lifetime, and it will kill more than ten thousand people! No matter whether you want to be my apprentice or see where we are different, you must take it and never die with one blow." After saying that, Wang Lan closed his eyes, and a sense of intoxication appeared on his expression.

"Run quickly!" Zhang San knew in his heart that there would be no chance if he didn't run away. The breath of death was revealed from Qiu E, and turned into a huge sensation to swallow him.

"Buzz..." A snow-white light passed by, Qiu E had already crossed Zhang San's body with the knife. A little red blood on the blade showed that it would not "return empty-handed".

Zhang San's heel that had just been raised fell down again, covered his neck with his hands, and his body slowly shrank to the ground and began to twist. With every trembling of his body, a stream of blood surged out.

"It was cut by one third", although Zhang San's eyes gradually lost their luster, their thoughts gradually drifted away and became clear. This feeling of death did not make him feel scared, but it made him feel familiar.

"Where is it..." Zhang San's thoughts began to float emptyly, and his heart entered a state of great emptiness. I don't know how long this took, but he suddenly realized it.

"It's on the Yan Star, the place called Jiulong Mountain, a man named Zhang San, but the crisis of death is eighteen..., it seems to be a pillar of light."

Zhang San was a little confused and suddenly recalled: "No, it's nineteen!"
Chapter completed!