I want to plunder the heavens

Chapter 185 Your Knife Is Fast
Looking at the elder brother in front of him, the fright and anger in the eyes of the tall and thin man has turned into a sneer: "Did you say that just now?"

Brother Gongzi said: "It's not me, is there someone else?"

After speaking, he seemed to look around unintentionally.

But there was a slight pause on Gu Ziyan.

Afterwards, his eyes were closed, and he was completely focused on Fan Jinshan.

He clapped the handle of the fan in his hand and walked slowly towards Fan Jinshan who was crawling on the ground.

The smiling twin brothers didn't seem to care, but the soft sword in their hands flashed from time to time.

It swayed slightly unstoppable with the howling wind.

At this time, the young master had already walked to Fan Jinshan's side.

The leaf fan in his hand had been placed on Fan Jinshan's back at some point.

The latter wanted to get up, but couldn't move.

"Boss Fan, please stay safe!" Brother Young Master suddenly said.

Fan Jinshan also looked confused after hearing this.

In his memory, he didn't seem to have any contact with the young master in front of him!
Brother Young Master seems to have known everything earlier, seeing the latter showing a look of reminiscence.

He then helped him recall: "But I still remember the young man sitting by the Daming Lake that year."

"By Daming Lake?" Fan Jinshan whispered.

Then he seemed to remember something, his face suddenly turned pale, and he whispered: "Are you just..."

However, before he finished speaking, Brother Young Master interrupted directly.

"Yes! Stay safe!"

After the words fell, the smile on Brother Young Master's face gradually froze.

That painful memory seemed to be brought back infinitely again.

However, the smiling twins not far away couldn't wait.

"I said you are done with it. If you have any unresolved grievances, don't stand in the way of my brothers."

The short and fat man was the first to get angry, the soft sword in his hand trembled, and then he shot towards Brother Young Master.

"Are all martial arts masters so restless now?" Brother Young Master sighed slightly.

I saw him raise the leaf fan in his hand, quickly block behind, and successfully defuse the short and fat man's sword.

"Too slow!" Brother Young Master turned around and said.

"Young master is in a bad mood right now. I want to use your brain to relieve my fatigue. I don't know how much it is worth?"

The chunky man said, "Do you want my head?"

Brother Gongzi said: "I just want to know how much it is worth, young master, I don't want to kill anyone."

The short and fat man was taken aback, as if anyone would tell them that they were seeing a ghost.

The young man in front of him was a bit abnormal, he actually wanted to buy his head.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "My head is hard to buy..."

Brother Gongzi said: "A thousand pieces of gold is too expensive, I think it's worth it... It's worth a couple of dollars!"

The short and fat man's laughter suddenly stopped, only because he realized that the young man in front of him was neither crazy nor stupid, and he seemed to be speaking very seriously.

He couldn't help being vigilant and prepared, saying: "I don't want to kill the unknown juniors, so name them."

Brother Young Master smiled lightly: "You, you don't deserve to know..."

The words fall.

A sword shadow flashed by, and the candle-like candle behind the short and fat man suddenly split into seven sections, and the candle above it was not extinguished.

The short, fat man in front of him had disbelief written all over his face.

At his throat, there was a small sword cut at some point.

Afterwards, the wound opened continuously, and there was a rattling sound from his throat, every inch of muscle on his face was trembling constantly, and his nostrils gradually expanded.

Opening his mouth wide, he wanted to say something, but the tongue in his mouth had been stretched out, and blood was dripping down the tip of his tongue.

At this time, the soft sword in the tall and thin man's hand had been raised, but he did not dare to thrust it out. The sweat on his cheeks kept flowing down, and the sword in his palm kept trembling.

None of the people present could clearly see how the son killed the short and fat man, and they didn't even know where the sword came from.

The spurted blood arrows splashed out the long-severed candlelight, and the body of the short and fat man fell down immediately.

Brother Young Master didn't even look at it, and suddenly turned to the tall and thin man and said: "He is dead, as for the one tael of silver you promised, you can take it for him!"

After speaking, I saw that the son really took out a tael of silver and threw it into the tall and thin man's hand.

But the latter, who was terrified, dared not accept the money, tremblingly said: "I...I don't want to..."

But before he finished speaking, Brother Young Master's face suddenly darkened, and he said, "You don't want it? Don't you want to go down to accompany him too?"

The man spoke very seriously, and there was no room for him to refute.

The tall and thin man's lips were trembling, and he was at a loss for what to do with the silver in his trembling hands.

Gradually his face became distorted, and he couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying.

He suddenly threw away the soft sword in his hand, pulled his hair vigorously, and tore all the cloak on his body to pieces.

He ran out like a lunatic.

Brother Young Master didn't go up to chase after him, but walked to Gu Ziyan's table, then sat down and said, "I wonder if your excellency could do me a favor?"

Without waiting for Gu Ziyan to agree, he called the boss to serve the food.

However, at this time the shopkeeper shrank under the counter, his teeth were chattering, he couldn't speak at all, he could only nod his head desperately.

Brother Young Master shook his head helplessly, then unceremoniously took away the jug in front of Gu Ziyan.

Only then did Gu Ziyan raise his head and stare at the man in front of him.

After looking at each other for a while, he said a few words with precious words: "Give me back the wine."

After Brother Young Master heard the sound, Fang faded away from his gaze, still feeling a little lingering in his heart.

But it's not easy, he recovered quickly, and said with a smile: "It's not impossible to return the wine if you want me, you just need to answer one question."

Gu Ziyan didn't answer, but just drank the wine in front of him in one gulp.

Brother Young Master didn't show any displeasure when he saw this, and continued: "Do you think my sword is fast?"

After hearing the sound, Gu Ziyan smiled and said, "Quick...but it's not a sword."

Young Master: "Oh, what do you mean by this?"

Gu Ziyan: "Your knife is very fast."

Brother Young Master paused for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing, and said, "Interesting, interesting, you can't even tell I'm cutting a leaf with a flying knife."

Gu Ziyan smiled slightly and said, "I don't think it's just a knife!"

He put down the wine glass in his hand, got up and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fan Jinshan, who had been hiding under the table, suddenly jumped up and stabbed the young master in the back with his sword.

His sword is not slow at all, Brother Young Master didn't expect him to make such a bold move.

However, Brother Young Master's reaction was not slow, and he wanted to resist when he slapped the table.

However, because it was too sudden, the sword was about to pierce his heart.

(End of this chapter)