The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

"Xiaoyun, don't come out..."

Zheng Haigang shouted half a sentence, and suddenly with a clang, a long knife slashed at the long knife standing in front of him from his right side.

His heart was in his throat, and his heart was pounding!

The knife stopped him alive, and he didn't have time to alert the little beggar to it.

Zheng Hai was shocked by the long knife and took a step back, and then he hurriedly stabbed into the darkness.

However, Zheng Hai's knife did not hit anything. He swung his knife blindly, just whirring through the air, and the killer was once again lurking.

He knew that this kind of aimless knife was dangerous, and he was like the first killer he had dealt with before. was led away, and in the end, he could only be killed by the other party.

Zheng Hai had the feeling of being held in his hands, a deep sense of powerlessness. He used to play the role of a hunter who hunted, but now he himself is taken as a prey. This unknown fear and helplessness made him a little irritable.

He suddenly felt a palpitation in his back, and then swung his knife back, and there was a local sound, and the long knives collided!

Zheng Hai slashed into the darkness twice in a row, but he threw himself into the air again, and there was a dead silence all around.

His palms were slightly sweaty, the underwear on his body was already wet, and two drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. Emotions such as fear and nervousness have an impact on his movements and judgments.

"Brother Hai, are you outside?" Xiao

Diyun heard again from the house with a frightened trembling voice.

Zheng Hai forcibly suppressed the urge to remind Xiao Diyun out loud, but the sweat on his forehead was more, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

"If this continues, I will be killed by him!" this

thought popped up in Zheng Hai's mind, startling himself.

He realized that he was being affected by negative emotions in his intuition and judgment.

Zheng Hai, who has always been calm and composed, even had distracting thoughts at this moment. He realized that he was in a bad state: "How can I be cranky at the moment of life and death?"

An almost imperceptible aura appeared on Zheng Hai's left side.

By the time Zheng Hai realized the danger, he had already slowed down by half a beat, and a sharp pain came from his left shoulder.

If Zheng Hai retreated more slowly, the result might not only be a shoulder injury, but a separation of the body!

Although the blade was only cut quickly, Zheng Hai felt the tearing sensation of his clothes and the stinging sensation of his skin almost at the same time.

A sharp pain cut all Zheng Hai's distracting thoughts together, but it calmed him down.

Blood oozed from the wounds on Zheng Hai's body, and the clothes on his shoulders were soaked with blood in a short time.

The bleeding was not much, but the wound was still bleeding. Zheng Hai knew that his injuries were not too serious, but the problem was that he could smell a slight smell of blood, and the killer should be able to smell it as well.

Even if the blood was very bloody and the smell was not obvious, Zheng Hai thought that the other party should be able to detect it. Because the opponent is an extremely old killer, patient, ruthless, and resolute! The opponent will never let go of a loophole!

When Zheng Hai and the killer Xiang Batian shot almost at the same time, the two long knives collided fiercely and struck out of the sparks.

Dang, dang, dang!

Zheng Hai and Xiang Batian exchanged views in a short and continuous manner, and then they separated again, and the terrible silence in the courtyard was restored again.

The kitchen suddenly lit up with a fire, and at the same time came the voice of the little beggar Di Yun: "Brother Hai, it's so dark outside, what are you doing outside? I have rekindled the fire, you come in quickly..." Zheng Hai and

the black-clothed man Xiang Batian were illuminated by the firelight almost at the same time. It's just that Zheng Hai has his back to the kitchen, and his gray clothes are outlined more clearly by the firelight.

And Xiang Batian only showed a pair of bloodthirsty eyes in the dark, as well as a line of skin next to those eyes that was not covered by a black face towel.

In the darkness, a sword light reflected Zheng Hai's eyes, Zheng Hai's conditioned reflex was like a horizontal knife block, dang!

Xiang Batian's bloodthirsty eyes flashed with a strange divine light, as if he had already expected Zheng Hai to block with a horizontal sword. When Zheng Hai blocked, a black phantom kicked Zheng Hai's lower body.

When he was kicked, Zheng Hai's eyes lit up, and he took the opportunity to roll to the kitchen door and let go of the long knife in his hand.

The long knife fell to the ground and clanged, Zheng Hai glanced at the man in black, and then dodged into the kitchen.

"Xiaoyun, danger! There is a killer!" Zheng

Hai warned the little beggar as soon as he entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, little Diyun had already lit the fire, and the firelight illuminated the room. Seeing Zheng Hai rolling into the house, Xiao Diyun looked surprised.

Listening to Zheng Hai's words again, Xiao Diyun was stunned again. Fortunately, he was clever and hurriedly asked: "Brother Hai, what is the danger? What should I do?"

Zheng Hai said unabashedly: "I am seriously injured, you can help me stop the bleeding first." I think the man was so cautious that he wouldn't dare come in easily. As long as the fire is not extinguished, he will not dare to come in.

Zheng Hai faced the door and window and sat down near the fire. When he asked Di Yun to help him stop the bleeding, he quietly untied the boning knife on his back waist with his right hand and hid it in the shadow of the seat.

Xiao Diyun looked out of the door and window from time to time, and asked with some fear

: "Brother Hai, is there really a killer? Why did he kill you?" Zheng Hai suddenly became strange, and said to himself

: "Yes, why did he kill me?" Xiao Diyun had a puzzled expression of "the gang leader is sick again", and muttered: "Brother Hai, even you don't know why he killed you? Are you sure there really is a killer

?" "Xiaoyun, was our Sea Dragon Gang very bad before?" Did you offend someone?"

Xiao Diyun used a strip of cloth to tie up Zheng Hai's shoulder wound according to Zheng Hai's instructions, and he replied while tying it up: "Brother Hai, we are a beggar gang, what kind of characters can we offend." The only one who may be offended

is the Huaqing Gang!However, the Huaqing Gang has been subdued by us!""Could it be the killer invited by the Huaqing Gang?"

"Brother Hai, there is not such a great hatred between our beggar gang... Brother Hai, you can't cut this wound yourself..."

"I'm not crazy... You don't believe me?" Zheng Hai was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There are really killers outside..."

Zheng Hai and Xiao Diyun chatted without saying a word, not taking the killers outside seriously at all.

Of course, Xiao Diyun doubted whether there was such a thing as a killer, and Zheng Hai deliberately said it to the killer unabashedly. He just told the truth, didn't hide it, and sang empty city plans.

And the killer outside the house, Xiang Batian, is really like Zheng Hai said, he has never dared to enter the house blatantly.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Diyun helped Zheng Hai tie up his wounds, but there was still no movement outside the house.

Xiao Diyun yawned, squinted his eyes, and said to Zheng Hai: "Brother Hai, I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first." Look at the fire yourself, I'm so sleepy!" Zheng

Hai was a little speechless, he thought that the little beggar had a big heart, so he could sleep. And the little beggar didn't believe what Zheng Hai said about any killer at all, thinking that Zheng Hai was accidentally scratched by something.

Zheng Hai is not wrong to think about it, Xiao Diyun can't help much. So, he pointed to a place about two meters away from him, and asked little Diyun to lie down there.

"You sleep there, it's safer there.

Little Diyun yawned, and after a while lay down and fell asleep.

There is no shortage of firewood in the kitchen, so Zheng Hai has been burning the firewood stack, and the light of the fire is enough to illuminate the entire kitchen.

The firewood burned all the time, sometimes with a slight crackling sound and sometimes with a popping sound of water vapor.

Zheng Hai in the house was waiting and pretending, and Xiang Batian outside the house was observing and waiting.

"You are very bold enough to deceive me for so long! If I had known that your companion was just a child, I should have killed him directly!" Xiang

Batian, dressed in black and masked, finally walked into the room, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes staring at Zheng Hai, carefully guarding against Zheng Hai.

Zheng Hai stood facing Xiang Batian, holding a section of table leg in his right hand, and gently patted it back and forth in the palm of his left hand, and there was still burnt black charcoal at one end of the table leg.

Zheng Hai smiled, with a relaxed expression, and said: "You are so patient, you can wait for so long! Actually, you should wait..."

"Wait!" Zheng Hai's expression was very relaxed, interrupting Xiang Batian's words, and jokingly: "Now that the third watch has passed, the king of Hades probably doesn't want me to die..."

Now that you're hurt, that's even more of a problem. Say, what other words do you have!"

Zheng Hai said: "I want to know, who sent you to kill me." "

You go and ask the king of Hades about this! I can only tell you to Batian that your life is worth twenty taels of silver!" After saying this, Xiang Batian

stepped forward with his knife and slashed at Zheng Hai.

Zheng Hai held the table leg and fought with Xiang Batian, and the room jingled for a while.

Zheng Hai threw the severed table leg in his hand at the killer Xiang Batian. He sold a flaw, dodged the broadsword, fell to the ground, and rolled closer to the burning stack of firewood.

When Xiang Batian came to kill again, Zheng Hai had already gotten up and had an extra boning knife in his hand.

The long knife attacked, but Zheng Hai stepped forward to meet it and strode close to Xiang Batian. He shook his body, sideways to avoid the long knife, his left hand held Xiang Batian's arm, and the boning knife held in his right hand cut Xiang Batian's wrist with a knife.

Bang, the long knife fell to the ground.

Zheng Hai pulled towards Batian, stumbled under his feet, put Xiang Batian down, and then put the knife on Xiang Batian's neck.

Xiang Batian scolded with hatred: "You are cheating! You deliberately retreated into the room, you can't beat me at all! You..."

Zheng Hai pressed Xiang Batian to the ground, and after completely suppressing it, he said lightly: "I am not used to long knives, I am not as good as you in the dark night, so naturally I have to use the way I am good at." You better be honest, who sent you?"

"Even if you kill me, I can't tell you!"

Zheng Hai broke Xiang Batian's hand behind him like a prisoner, Xiang Batian was still struggling, and he didn't completely accept his fate.

Xiang Ba Angel struggled vigorously, turned his head and looked at Zheng Hai fiercely, his body trembled vigorously, trying to break free from Zheng Hai's suppression.

"Brother Hai, I'll help you!"

The

little beggar woke up at some point, holding a large table leg in both hands, and knocked hard at the black-clothed man Xiang Batian. I saw that the blood on Xiang Batian's head was like a pillar, his head was crooked, and his body was paralyzed.

"Brother Hai, why didn't the wooden board break this time? Why did he fall?" Xiao Diyun looked at the big table leg in his hand in a daze, still a little puzzled.

Zheng Hai was also stunned, and let go of his body that had been paralyzed.

"Brother Hai, did I kill someone?" "

No, he's not dead yet!"

Zheng Hai couldn't help but say, turned over the man in black who was facing the ground, and stabbed Xiang Batian in the abdomen twice.

Then he said, "Now that he's dead, I'll kill him!" He deserves to die, he's going to kill me, so I can only kill him."

The little beggar Di Yun was stunned, came back to his senses, looked at Zheng Hai and said, "Brother Hai, you are really... Kill him?" Zheng

Hai ripped off the masked cloth on the face of the black-clothed man, and was a bearded man with rough facial features...