The first thousand one hundred and sixty-two chapters are unexpected(1/2)
The four men in long robes walked into the teahouse, and one of them looked at the shopkeeper's place: "Everyone goes out, or you will die."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "Where did people come from here to play wildly?!"
He called out a hello and wanted the guy to do it. One of the men in a robe swept out with a random punch, and the pillar in the room was smashed.
Many things fell from the roof, including broken wood and tiles, fortunately they were all shaken down, not collapsed.
After a moment, almost all the people in the room ran out, only Fang Zhuhou was sitting there quietly.
He reached out his left hand to block the teacup, and moved his hand away until the dust was almost spilling.
"Please go see someone with us."
The one who walked at the front was a woman who looked about her twenties. She looked pretty good, and her tone of speaking was a little arrogant. Although she used the word "Ask", it means that if you don't follow us, we will take you away.
Fang Zhuhou still didn't move or speak, thinking about whether he had ordered a bowl of noodles just now, and wondering if he had forgotten that he had not ordered it yet?
If you order it, you can wait before leaving. If you don’t order it... you also need to drink some tea. You are thirsty and hungry all the way.
So I'm not in a good mood.
Seeing that Fang Zhuzhuwang did not answer, the woman frowned and said, "Please go with me, and prepare carriages and horses outside."
The prince Fang finally raised his head and asked, "Who are you?"
The woman replied, "The Holy Master sits down the disciple of the Four Elephants."
These four people have two men and two women, two old men and two young men.
The two who stood behind were older, but they were only over forty years old, but they were not as old as they were.
Fang Zhuhou asked: "Who is the holy teacher?"
The woman replied, "The holy master is the holy master. You don't need to ask so clearly. If you delay any further, we have to ask Mr. Fang to take a walk."
Fang Zhuhou was in a worse mood.
I was originally thirsty and hungry, but now I'm angry.
He looked at the positions of these four people, and judging from the demeanor and figure of these four people, he should be called a master.
"Have you saint master ever said that you four of you may not be able to invite me?"
Fang Zhuhou took a sip of tea.
The woman snorted: "Don't think we don't know you. When you were in Chang'an City, you killed some masters and scared away the seventh place in the world. But in our eyes, the seventh place in the world is just an ant."
The relatively young man standing beside her said, "You have ever fought with the master of the Holy Sword Sect, and you won't win easily, so your strength is only higher than him."
The woman continued, "We know you well. Since the Holy Master asked us four to come, it means that the four of us have enough ability to bring you back."
Fang Zhuhou nodded: "It sounds like he knows me a little."
He looked up at the woman: "Then tell me what you said, how many years ago?"
The woman frowned: "It's stubborn."
She stretched her left hand forward, and a long rope flew out of her cuff, wrapping around Fang Zhuhou's neck like a lively snake.
Fang Zhuhou's stool slid back apart, and the long rope continued to extend forward as he moved.
The next breath, the long rope wrapped around Fang Zhuhou's neck. The woman's hand in her cuffs was closed, and the long rope suddenly tightened.
After another breath, I returned to the woman, but what she had brought back was a tea cup.
Fang Zhuhou was still sitting on the chair, still in his original position, as if he had just moved backwards as the illusion of several people.
Prove that this is not an illusion, it is the cup.
"Do it!"
The older man gave the order.
He was the great disciple of the Four Symbols and was named Lao Yang by the holy master. The woman in her forties standing beside him was Lao Yin.
The two young people in front are Shaoyin and Shaoyang.
Shaoyin took action, and the long rope was put on Fang Zhuhou's neck again. Fang Zhuhou reached out to grab a chopstick, picked up and pulled it, and put the cable on the chopsticks. Fang Zhuhou poked the chopsticks aside and poked it into the crack of the wall.
He slid backward again, and Shaoyang's attack was avoided by him.
This person used a long whip, which is different from the Shaoyin place. There are many copper coins tied to the top of this person's long whip, and the edges should have been polished, which looks very sharp.
Fang Zhuhou gently tapped the ground with his feet, and his body floated backwards. The long whip was hit on the chair, directly shattering the chair.
As soon as the princes of Fang landed, Lao Yang and Lao Yin moved at the same time, and walked around from left to right, with extremely fast speed.
Two long whips were thrown out of their cuffs, and they were shaking straight, looking like two long spears.
Fang Zhuhou shook his hands out, and his robe and sleeves hit the two whips. With a shock, the whip was knocked away.
A whip poked the window, poked a hole in the window, and another whip poked the wall, and even made the blue bricks a hole, and the bricks and stones were broken.
Fang Zhuhou's expression became more serious immediately. The weapons practiced by these four people were rare, and the four people cooperated and had a tacit understanding.
It seems that in order to bring him back, others didn't just send a few people to come casually.
At this moment, Shaoyang's long whip came over again. The long whip shook in the air. The whip made a crisp sound, and the tip of the whip seemed to accelerate suddenly.
This kind of whip is covered with sharp copper coins, so it is easy to imagine how terrifying the wounds that are swept are.
His whip was still sweeping Fang Zhuhou's neck, so it seems that they had to take someone to live back.
It is precisely because of this that Fang Zhuhou's unhappiness was on the verge of an outbreak.
He retreated back again to avoid the whip, and Lao Yin and Lao Yang attacked from left to right. The whip of the two of them blocked Fang Zhuhou's retreat.
Fang Zhuhou also had to avoid the whip in front and beware of the whip in back. The only way was to sweep up.
His legs bent slightly and exerted force, and the bricks under his feet were instantly pressed down.
At this moment, Shaoyin's flying rope took action, and she was waiting for Fang Zhuzhu to plunder. As long as Fang Zhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuzhuyuanzhuzhuzhuyuanzhuzhuyuanzhuzhuyuanzhuzhuyuan
These four people have obviously cooperated many times, and such a tacit understanding is definitely not a matter of overnight success.
Fang Zhuhou did exert force under his feet, but he did not jump up.
The moment the leaping rope came over, Fang Zhuhou's body suddenly lowered, and his body was like he was rushing forward, but he was still straight.
But just as he was about to lie on the ground, his feet exerted force, and his body was like a heavy crossbow shot out, flying forward almost close to the ground.
While moving forward, he grabbed Shaoyang's ankle and directly pulled Shaoyang to the ground.
As I walked along the way, Shaoyang's handsome face slid all the way across the uneven blue brick floor.
Fang Zhuhou suddenly stopped, and then threw the person in his hand forward.
Shaoyang would have been thrown miserably this time, but he reacted very quickly and threw the whip out in the air. The whip was wrapped around the pillar, and he flew up again with the force.
At the same time, Lao Yin and Lao Yang rushed over, using their necks like long spears, as fast as a meteor to land, and stabbed Fang Zhuzhujun one by one.
"trouble."
Fang Zhuhou glanced at the table next to him, his package was wrapped on the table.
At that moment, Shaoyin also saw Fang Zhuhou's eyes, so her rope turned around and rolled up Fang Zhuhou's package.
Fang Zhuhou sighed lightly.
After the package was rolled up, it was still in the air. A lot of lime powder leaked out from inside, scaring Shaoyin. If lime caught his eye, there was no way to treat it in this case.
Those people did have a deep understanding of the princes, otherwise they would not dare to send someone to arrest them.
But because they know too much, they would never have thought about why a peerless master like Mr. Fang would carry a bag of lime powder.
This should be a shame, right? At least it does not match your identity.
However, Mr. Fang did take it with him intentionally, because Gao Xining mentioned to him that the enemy might know him very well. Mr. Fang could bring some unexpected self-defense weapons on the way he came.
Fang Zhuhou really didn't know what surprise means, but he also knew that lime powder was easy to use.
That's right, if you say that such a behavior does not match the identity of a master, it is indeed a bit too much.
But it works enough.
Mr. Fang deliberately took a look at his package, which was to lure that person to take action to snatch it.
While Shaoyin retreated continuously, the formation formed by the four of them was also messed up.
At one point, Fang Zhuhou pulled out of the four men's double-team, and the man had already landed outside the teahouse lightly.
The four of them thought that Fang Zhuhou was about to escape, so they immediately chased him out of the door, but they saw Fang Zhuhou standing not far outside the door, but had a sword in their hands.
It was a long sword that looked like a pool of autumn water, looking like the gentlest woman in the world, gently tugging the water with her fingers.
But this sword is not gentle at all, and the sword is called Armor Break.
The reason why he didn't bring a sword around was because Fang Zhuhou didn't think anyone could force him to the point where he had to use a sword.
But these four people were obviously chosen to target him. Three long whips and one zip line were traps specially set for him.
So even now Fang Zhuhou felt that using a sword was not worth it, but the sword was already in hand.
Because Gao Xining also reminded him that the enemy is very cunning and may be numerous.
To be continued...