I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 29 Attacked
The next morning, in the shack with serial number "345".

Satisfied, Lu Shan waved the refined steel sword he just bought twice.

Feeling in his pocket, all he had left was a hundred-yuan note and some small coins.Lu Shan smiled wryly. In less than ten days, he had spent all his previous savings, plus the "filial piety" of the three gangsters.

Thinking about making some money, Lu Shan got through the blackhead's communication and asked him to pay attention to the level III personal mission recently released by the trade union.

The trade union accepts the entrustment of some people or organizations, and releases some tasks, such as hunting some monsters, such as the task of analyzing the raw magic stones that Nan Tianhao received,...

These tasks are individual tasks and group tasks.

At present, Lu Shan has no idea of ​​forming a team, so naturally he will only accept personal tasks.Although the rewards of group missions are more generous, the difficulty is generally very high, and it is not impossible to destroy the group.

After receiving the communication, Heitou cheerfully recruited two subordinates, and ran to the trade union to check the personal tasks of Level III.

After a while, Lu Shan received a call from Heitou, saying that there were four or five tasks that could be accepted, and he had already helped to make a reservation, as long as Lu Shan registered with the trade union when the time came.

Lu Shan gave Heitou a verbal reward, and then hung up the communication.

He picked up the fine steel sword and practiced basic sword skills.Sword after sword was unleashed, and the sword swept across like a comet. It was full of momentum, but it could only blow the dust in the room, making the room full of gray.

Lu Shan choked on a few mouthfuls of ashes, gave up practicing sword in the house, wrapped the steel sword with a rough cloth, and ran out of the shack.

Thinking of the place where he practiced boxing before, he locked the door and walked quickly to the refugee den.

After detouring a few turns, we walked to Weiwu Street, walked past "Sanyingju", and came to a place called "Xiaowuguan".

The signboard at the door was as dilapidated as "Sanyingju", but the door was open.Sitting at the door was a stubble-faced man who couldn't tell his age, but his voice sounded very young.

"Lu Shan is here, you guy hasn't been here for a long time, I thought something happened to you!"

Lu Shan said the same as before: "Open a room, a little closer."

"Xiao Wu, I will open a practice room for Brother Lu, there is a little inside."

The stubble-faced man shouted at a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in the hall.The girl was pouring tea, dressed as a maid in period costume, with cat ears on her head.

"Is the intensity still the same as before?" the man looked at Lu Shan and asked with a smile.

Lu Shan pondered for a while, then replied with a smile: "No, it should be level III."

"Oh?" The man looked at Lu Shan in surprise, and then said, "Congratulations brother Lu Shan, you have finally been promoted to level III."

Lu Shan waved his hand and walked into the hall, led by the cosplay girl, into a practice room inside.

He took out a 10 yuan coin from his pocket and handed it to the girl. Lu Shan went straight into the practice room and closed the door.

The girl's voice of thanks came from behind, and the moment Lu Shan closed the door, it disappeared without a trace.This exercise room naturally has the function of blocking sound.

In the practice room, it was empty and there was nothing there. It seemed that there was no dust at all, and it was strangely clean.

Lu Shan stood in front of a wall, which was a little different from the other walls. The wall was covered with traces of punches and equipment.

Touching the potholed wall, Lu Shan felt that his physical strength and energy were rapidly draining, which reminded him of Nan Tianhao's long knife.Perhaps the wall and the long knife are made of the same material.

Lu Shan untied the fine steel sword, and shook off the coarse cloth package.

The sword was spinning in mid-air, and under the reflection of the indoor lights, there was a little bit of cold light flashing.

Lu Shan flicked his right hand, holding the fine steel sword in his hand, twisted his figure, the sound of sword chant echoed along with him, and the shadows of the fine steel sword flew up.

Swish Swish Swish!The three swords fell on that wall, and the sound of collision was very light, like the sound of piercing and piercing.

The seventeen swordsmanship of the basic swordsmanship was continuously displayed in Lu Shan's hands, one after another, until he was exhausted, and then he fell down on the ground and performed the basic skills to restore his physical strength and energy.

Three hours later, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Shan stopped what he was doing, wrapped the steel sword in coarse cloth again, put it on his back, and opened the door of the practice room.

Walking to the front hall, Lu Shan smiled at the cosplay girl, took out the only one hundred yuan note and handed it over, and said, "It's 100 yuan for three hours, right?"

The girl nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again next time!"

After saying goodbye to the bearded man, Lu Shan walked out of the "small martial arts hall" slowly.

The man looked at Lu Shan, his eyes fell on the long package behind him, and he muttered to himself: "When did you switch to practicing equipment? It's like a sword!"

As soon as the tired Lu Shan walked out of Weiwu Street, he found several tails behind him.

He thought and thought, but he didn't think of who he had offended, and he suddenly felt a headache. The opponent on the surface is not terrible, but the evil person in the dark is the most difficult to deal with.

Lu Shan took off the package on his back, stood in the middle of the road, looked here and there, and checked the positions of several people.

The seven tails were a little speechless, and this was discovered.

I thought of going to the refugee slum to do it again, at least someone was injured or something there, and the patrol team probably wouldn't even take care of it.

But this side is close to Weiwu Street. Although it has fallen, it has once been brilliant, and the patrol team will come if they hear any movement.

The seven of them were all dressed in black, wrapping themselves tightly.The crowd surrounded Lu Shan in the middle, all of them had knives in their hands, staring at him.

Lu Shan didn't care about being surrounded by seven people. He slowly opened the linen package, revealing a silver-white steel sword. He casually threw the roll of linen at his feet, and grasped the steel sword, trying little by little how to hold it comfortably. .

The seven sword-wielders got a little annoyed by Lu Shan, you're holding a sword like a show, thinking that you are a master of swordsmanship!Do you still want to pose in a hanging style?
"on!"

Following the roar of the leaders of the crowd, the seven of them stepped forward together, each knife corresponding to a different position of Lu Shan's body, sealing off all his escape routes.

The refugee hut was on the south side, so Lu Shan wanted to go south, so he swung his sword quickly to the south, swung the blade away from the man, and walked close to his side.

The rest of them were afraid of injuring their teammates, so they couldn't help but stagnate when they swung their knives, and couldn't do it with all their strength.

Lu Shan turned sideways to avoid the frontal knife, and hit his elbow backwards, which immediately hit the soft abdomen, only to hear a painful howl suddenly.

Someone fell to the ground clutching their stomachs, with white foam constantly overflowing from the corners of their mouths, which shows the strength of Lu Shan's elbow.

The encirclement circle of seven people was torn open by Lu Shan. He took advantage of the momentum to catch up with the man who was swinging the saber just now, and the third sword of the basic swordsmanship suddenly unfurled, and slashed straight at the man's abdomen.

Everyone thought that after Lu Shan broke through the encirclement, he would run away immediately, and even made a blocking action. Who would have thought that this guy would not follow the routine and make everyone scream with the air.

The person who was attacked by Lu Shan blocked his cut with a knife, retreated wildly to the side of the road, and hit the wall of a house on the side of the road.

Lu Shan turned around slightly, pressed down the fine steel sword, picked up the sackcloth thrown not far away, took it, and ran to the south without looking back.

Everyone is about to catch up.The leader who shouted "up" before raised his hand to signal the rest to give up chasing.

Looking at Lu Shan's figure running away, and at the two subordinates who were lying on the ground, the leader felt quite irritable.

This person's information is completely inconsistent. This person doesn't look like a level III, and his combat power has at least reached level IV.In this way, either this person deliberately concealed his combat power, or the client concealed his true cultivation.

Looking at Lu Shan who ran away without a trace, the leader was speechless and sneered in his heart.In the end, Lu Shan even took away a strip of sackcloth, which really slapped him in the face!

"Boss!" A man in black next to the leader shouted hoarsely.

"withdraw!"

As soon as the leader's words fell, except for the two fallen people who moved a little slower, the rest quickly disappeared at the end of Weiwu Street, as if there had never been a fight here, only a few fallen leaves were left by the breeze, Fly away into the distance.

(End of this chapter)