Peerless ruthless man, cut down the world

Chapter 153
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Gu Zhan kicked the corpse away, shook his hand lightly, and said flatly, "Slam the door."

All the senior executives of the Qianhu Office trembled and froze in place for a moment.

Sure enough, the most worrying thing happened,

Gu Zhan not only directly clashed with Guo Yuanzhong, but also gave them a difficult choice,

smash the door,

Simple two words,

But there are two roads,
One, smashing the door and offending Guo Yuanzhong, but there is no need to think about the fate of offending Guo Yuanzhong. In Pingyang City, many people die silently every year, and many of them are government officials. Only a prefect died last month.

Second, don't smash the door and offend Gu Zhan, the end of doing so is also very simple, if Gu Zhan leaves Guo's mansion tonight safely, then they leave Pingyang City as soon as possible, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

For a time,

Everyone is caught in the torment of a dilemma.

at this time,

Baihu Zuo Yang, who hadn't spoken much all this time, suddenly rushed forward, drew out the Xiuchun knife with a sound of "Cheng", and slashed out violently, the knife was powerful, and directly split the gate of Guo Mansion.

"Sir, please!"

Zuo Yang bowed to perform the salute. In this cold night, his gray hair was fluttering, but he seemed quite aggressive.

For a moment, all the top executives of Jinyiwei were full of surprise.

Zuo Yang from a hundred households, an old man in his sixties, is known to everyone in the Thousand Households in Pingyang City. Sleek layers.

But because of this,
It was shocking that Zuo Yang, who had been tactful all his life, suddenly made this move.

This is equivalent to directly betting his wealth and life on Gu Zhan.

The other witch from a hundred households was also a little surprised. He looked at Zuo Yang with a stern face, gritted his teeth, and walked over, clasped his hands and said, "My lord, please!"

Gu Zhan looked at Zuo Yang, nodded, and walked slowly into the Guo Mansion, followed by Zuo Yang and Wu Xiang.

At the door, some of the high-level executives of the Thousand Households also walked in with their heads sullen, but most of them stopped outside the door.

Snowflakes are flying,

The Guo Mansion was brightly lit, and the light was shining on those snowflakes.

at this time,

In the Guo Mansion, many swordsmen appeared from all directions and surrounded them.

"How dare you kill people and break into the mansion, you are so audacious, kill!" a commander shouted.

at the same time,

In the inner courtyard of the Guo Mansion, there was a singing voice:

"I'm afraid of playing the Yangguan song, and the Weishui River will be cold..."

The melody is sad and turns a thousand times.

In the outer courtyard, it was quickly covered by shouts of killing.

Swordsmen come from all directions,

Zuo Yang held his sword beside Gu Zhan, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, wait a minute, leave these people to the subordinates and others!"

Gu Zhan turned his head slightly, a horizontal knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and suddenly threw it out. The horizontal knife spun in the air, startling the pavilions and lofts in the snow, flying away swiftly in an appearance of slowness, instantly roaring the loud voice The guard commander's neck was cut off, his head flew up, and blood sprayed.

The swordsmen who were clamoring to kill suddenly fell silent, their eyes subconsciously followed the head of the guard commander from top to bottom, and then they were quickly taken over by fear, and the hands that swung the swords became cold.

The commander of the guards was a well-known innate martial artist in Pingyang City, and his status in the Guo Mansion was also very high, but he just died like this.

The horizontal knife was still spinning rapidly in the air, whizzing and whirling with the sound of wind and snow, fell into Gu Zhan's hand and retracted the scabbard.

Gu Zhan picked his ears, and said slowly: "He's too loud, a bit noisy."

After finishing speaking, Gu Zhan looked around at the swordsmen, and said flatly, "You guys are a bit noisy too!"

Just such a simple sentence,

But inexplicably, the hearts of more than two hundred swordsmen sank, and a kind of fear spontaneously arose in their hearts.

"Kill, there are only a few of them!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled again.

The crowd moved again,
However, at that moment,

A small knife shaped like a willow leaf suddenly floated in front of Gu Zhan and made a burst of humming. In the astonishment of everyone, the flying knife flew across the night sky like a shooting star, and disappeared in the night.
the next moment,

There was a scream that stopped abruptly,
A bloodstain appeared on the neck of the man shouting to kill among the crowd of swordsmen. He hurriedly covered his neck, but he couldn't cover the sprayed blood and fell to the ground.

In the rainy night, a shrill whistle sounded again, and the flying knife appeared in the night and snow again, and miraculously turned into streamers of light in the air and flew quickly!

"Chichichi..."

Every knife light is so fierce and tyrannical, cutting through the air and piercing the snowflakes.Clothed into a densely woven knife net, with Gu Zhan and the others as the center, it is constantly interspersed, the trajectory is elusive, and it is as agile as a ghost.

In the chirping sound, the jaws of the swordsmen were wiped, leaving a faint bloodstain, and the blood sprayed in waves, as if it was pouring rain,

Gu Zhan walked towards the inner courtyard step by step,

Zuo Yang and the others followed closely behind Gu Zhan, trembling with fear as they watched the streamer that looked like a death scythe.

in a trance,

They were all overjoyed,
I'm glad I didn't underestimate Gu Zhan's strength because of his young age, I'm glad I knelt down in Qianhusuo and didn't resist, otherwise, I'm doomed to die under the sword.

There came a burst of wailing,

The 200-odd swordsmen backed away frantically, and no one dared to get close to Gu Zhan's radius of one foot. The thirty or forty corpses lying on the ground made everyone terrified.

The flying knife has been brought back,

But still, no one dared to approach,

In the silence of the night, two hundred swordsmen followed Gu Zhan and his party into the inner courtyard in a very strange surrounding posture.

In the inner courtyard, there is a large hall,
The lights were brightly lit, and a stage was set up in the middle, on which two actors were singing hard.

Under the stage, a very handsome old man was sitting on a chair. This person was Guo Yuanzhong.

Several young and beautiful maids were serving as hard as they could, some were pinching their legs, some were beating their shoulders, some were pouring tea from a teapot, and one was peeling oranges. The sound of fighting.

Guo Yuanzhong coughed lightly, his mouth twitched, a maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and raised her head, slightly opened her small cherry mouth,
Guo Yuanzhong spit out lightly, and a mouthful of phlegm directly spit into the maid's mouth, and the maid hurriedly got up again, picked up a top-quality silk handkerchief and gently wiped the old man's mouth.

Gu Zhan stepped into the hall,

Zuo Yang, Wu Xiang and the others stopped at the door, holding weapons in their hands, confronting the densely packed swordsmen in the courtyard.

The people on the stage are singing,
The people under the stage walked slowly,

Guo Yuanzhong said slowly: "You have to listen to the play quietly. Every scene should be listened to the end. It's unlucky to end the curtain at halftime. Master Gu, don't you think so?"

(End of this chapter)