Beyond the Noisy World: The Long Lost Eight Sects: 088, blind hu 抡

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The front yard of this small building of Zhu Shan Xianjia is open, without walls and fences. Not only is there a pavilion in the backyard, there is also a pavilion at the right corner of the front yard, which is actually double-storey, and an escalator can be climbed outside. In the left corner of the front yard, a column almost three stories high was erected.

This is also the "Dragon and Tiger Upside Down" Feng Shui Bureau specially arranged by Mr. Xianhua for Zhu Shanxian. The pillars are dragons and the pavilions are tigers. The double-layered pavilion in the front yard is purely a Feng Shui landscape. It is usually of no use except for drying pickles. Especially on the second floor of the pavilion, no one goes up at all at ordinary times, but Fan Yang is staying there quietly at this moment.

He was sitting on the ground, holding a triangular spur in his right hand, not a military bayonet, but the kind of scraper used by fitters in the factory. In this position, pedestrians passing below can't see him, nor can the street lights shine, as if disappearing into the dark, but he can easily observe various situations around the small building.

The last row of small buildings in the community are built along the foot of the mountain, so they are not completely distributed in a straight line. The location of the Zhushan Xianjia building is quite special, which just protrudes forward, and the community road is also An arc-shaped bend is drawn here. It was such a small bend, but the monitors installed on the left and right sides of the road could not see the position in front of the door.

Fan Yang's current appearance and his location are a bit like the secret guards that were placed outside when the army camped in the past. He was observing the surroundings and paying attention to the movement in the room.

He not only inspected the entire small building, but also the backyard and the two adjacent small buildings, and even walked out of the gate of the community and walked back here from the dark. In other words, in the eyes of others, he left after dinner, but the remaining three people in the small building did not know when they "disappeared."

He had confirmed that nothing happened, but it was not the kind of safety Ye Xing understood, and then sent a signal.

There will be movement in the room soon, but it will not be too much, because he knows the skill of his accomplices, and it is too easy to deal with Ye Xing. In fact, it doesn't matter if you hit Xian Hao. The companion missed last time just because he did not make an ambush. If it was a frontal action, he should be able to clean up the girl, not to mention his internal response.

Fan Yang’s first target was of course not Ye Xing. Ye Xing was just a small pilot. The first target he had to deal with was Xian Hao, followed by Ding Qi. It was not accidental that the assassin first focused on Xian Hao last time, and Fan Yang knew the reason in his heart.

The second goal that follows closely, why is Ding Qi? He was not in a hurry to get rid of Ding Qi, but to find an opportunity to torture him. Of course, the purpose was to "Fang Wai Tu Zhi". The bookworm Shi Buquan was slippery and stupid. He would rather jump into the Yangtze River than be captured alive by them, and his shoulder was dislocated by a stone.

But Fan Yang could see clearly at the time that Shi Buquan could not hide anything on his body before jumping into the Yangtze River, or it was impossible to carry a long scroll-shaped thing with a larger size. Where. Shi Buquan's recent activities, except for the study in the small building, are the Jinghu University library and the apartment, which are all Ding Qi's site.

Furthermore, the original copy of "Fang Wai Tu Zhi" was first found by Ding Qi, and it was also stolen from the library by Ding Qi and Shi Buquan in cooperation. Ah Quan didn't bring the "Fang Wai Tu Zhi" with him, so Ding Qi should know his whereabouts.

What a coincidence today, it just so happened that Xian Hao and Ding Qi were both targets, and they also entered Xiaojing Lake. After solving Ye Xing first, they stood at the door of the backyard, and they packed up one by one when they came out.

It doesn’t matter if there is more movement, because the environment of this small building is very remote. The residents in those buildings only come here occasionally on weekdays on weekends. There is a small building in front that is usually occupied by people, but people also left tonight due to unexpected circumstances.

The residents in this community basically have other houses in the urban or rural areas. The small building in front of the building where people usually live, the power supply line was burned out this afternoon due to a short circuit of the electrical appliances, and it will not be repaired until at least the day after tomorrow, so the residents moved temporarily elsewhere. For Fan Yang and other geniuses, creating such a small accident is a matter of hand, and it can also make people unable to see the flaws at all.

Tonight is a rare mobile phone meeting. It may or may not be a trap, but Fan Yang can't wait. He can only be as cautious as he can when he does it. Every time he saw the knife in Xian Hao's hand, he felt frightened. The owner of this knife appeared again, and his master died by this knife.

Xian Hao was invited by him. This surname is relatively rare, and her appearance is vaguely familiar. There is no such coincidence in the world. He asked Xian Hao to come, probably because he kept investigating his details, or even looking for an opportunity to start, and the other party probably didn't know his identity.

But Xian Hao actually took out the knife that day, unexpectedly she was the owner of the knife. So Fan Yang couldn't wait any longer. He had to get rid of this person as soon as possible, otherwise he would not even sleep well every day.

His master died of poisoning after being injured three years ago. Fan Yang once asked who the murderer was? His master did not see the other person clearly, but drew a picture for him. The picture shows a short knife with a silver sheath. After the knife is out of its sheath, the silver knife is covered with black net-like patterns like cicada wings, spider webs, and dragonfly wings.

Master told him before his death that it was an assassin's murder weapon. That knife has always been Fan Yang's psychological shadow, because the master's appearance when he died of poison was so miserable and terrifying that he didn't even leave any intact bones.

Fan Yang was stunned when he was recalling. He didn't forget to observe the surrounding situation all the time. Shi Shiran walked on the east side of the road, carrying a stick that was as long as one person in his hand. This person looks like walking after a meal, swaggering under the street lights, as if walking unhurriedly.

This person seems to be the resident in the last row of small buildings, even if the security guard sees it in the surveillance, he won't have any suspicions. As for the stick in his hand, it was actually a walnut-thick and peeled branch. Residents in this community often get some branches and bamboo poles back, tie up fences, dry pickles, and set up shelves to plant flowers.

But why is this person so familiar? When he got closer, he could see his silver sideburns clearly under the street lights, and he had already left Zhuang Mengzhou! When Fan Yang realized that the man was Zhuang Mengzhou, he couldn't react. Zhuang Mengzhou seemed to be swaggering, but in fact he was not slow. He suddenly turned around and arrived at the entrance of the small building.

There is no one in the front yard, so what does Zhuang Mengzhou fight? He is beating the air, this stick is completely blind!

But it's such a coincidence, Zhuang Mengzhou seems to be a prophet. At this moment, there was movement in the room, and it seemed that someone gave a depressive exclamation accompanied by something falling to the ground. The front door of the living room was concealed, and someone knocked open the door and burst out.

This is a black-clothed masked man holding a seven-inch dagger. It is as if he has put his head under Zhuang Mengzhou's stick. As soon as the person jumped out, the stick hit his head. The black-clothed masked man reacted very quickly. It must be too late to avoid completely. He immediately shrank his shoulders and bent forward as far as possible, trying to take advantage of the situation.

The stick hit the side of the forehead sturdily, and it was too painful to hear the sound. Because the man had just jumped up under his feet, his head and upper body were retracted, and he turned a hollow somersault and fell forward. Fan Yang had already swooped down from the pavilion, holding a three-sided thorn and shouted: "Mr. Zhuang, be careful!"

He urged Mr. Zhuang to be careful, but in fact, people were heading towards Zhuang Mengzhou, and he heard a cold snort just after his feet landed. The front door of the living room was knocked open, and the Eight Immortals crossing the sea screen had fallen down. Fan Yang saw a masked man in a camouflage uniform and Xian Hao holding a short knife.

The boy's reaction was indeed too fast. He twisted his waist and changed direction when he landed. The three-sided thorn in his hand stabbed the black-clothed masked man who had just turned a somersault before he could fall down, without revealing the slightest. flaw!

Zhuang Mengzhou pulled out a stick, but the movement did not stop. He turned around in a circle and pulled out another stick. As the saying goes, the gun is tied into a line and the stick sweeps a large area. Although the stick can sometimes be used as a spearman to stab people with the tip of a stick, the methods of sticking and marksmanship are still different.

There is a mantra called sticking, especially long sticks. No matter how you swipe, a part of the stick must lean against the center of gravity of the body. The stick position is centered on the fulcrum of the body, otherwise it will not be easy to stand firm. .

Zhuang Mengzhou should not be a master of martial arts. He whirled in place and pulled out a stick. The stick he carried was pulled out, and the strength of the waist and shoulders was also released, but the bottom plate was a bit missing. Steady, he staggered forward, this stick... is undoubtedly missed.

Only hearing a "pop", the stick didn't hit the black masked man, but hit Fan Yang's right shoulder hard. Fan Yang's three-sided spines were really stable. In this case, he hadn't let go of his hands and landed, but he let out a painful grunt, and his right arm drooped instantly. It turned out that his shoulder was dislocated.

Next, nothing happened to Zhuang Mengzhou. He had erected a long stick and stood aside, his feet were steady, his waist was straight, as if he was a master. The empty front yard was filled with people in a moment.

Tan Hanchuan and Xian Hao have flew out from the living room, and Fan Yang turned around again, unexpectedly saw Zhu Shanxian again. Zhu Shanxian hid in the backyard of the family in front of him, the small building that was temporarily unable to live in the short circuit of electrical appliances today. The last row of small buildings in this community is adjacent to the wall, so there is no backyard door, but the front rows of buildings all have backyard doors.

Zhu Shanxian pushed open the backyard door opposite and strode to him. Fan Yang turned halfway again, unexpectedly saw Shang Ni again. Shang Ni came from the same direction as Zhuang Mengzhou, but she was behind a certain distance, and she happened to arrive at this moment. The little Nizi's face was blue, her eye circles seemed to be red, and she had obviously just cried not long ago.

The black-clothed masked man has fallen to the ground, and it looks like he has fainted. No matter how hard his head is, it would not be uncomfortable to take the stick and take it without looking at Fan Yang’s shoulders. Was beaten and dislocated.

Fan Yang’s three-sided thorn has been switched to his left hand, his scalp is numb, and he secretly tells himself that he must be calm. If he is messed up at this time, he will be dead, but he cannot be too calm, with surprise and consternation. Said: "Lao Zhu, Lao Tan...Why are you all here? Even if the assassin is taken the bait, somehow you should say hello to me in advance!"

He snorted again as he spoke, staring at Zhuang Mengzhou and said: "Your stick is so blind, but instead of hitting the assassin, it swept me!"

The masked man in the camouflage uniform is Tan Hanchuan. He has taken off his headgear at this moment. He walked over and picked up the black masked man by the neck, and said coldly: "Let's all go into the house and talk." Fan Yang couldn't help it. He wanted to escape, but how could he escape in this situation, so he had to bite the bullet and follow everyone into the house.

At this time, Ding Qi also appeared at the door of the living room. He just helped Ye Xing, who had fallen to the ground, to sit on the sofa, and then turned around and went back. Zhuang Mengzhou walked in front with a long stick on his back, but the stick was a bit long. When he entered the door, the door frame was caught, so he had to go in and enter the door again. This somewhat damaged the image of a master.

When everyone entered the room, they threw the black masked man on the ground. Even if he was pretending to be in a coma and was pinched by Lao Tan in the neck, he was really in a coma at the moment. Ye Xing was sitting paralyzed on the sofa, still in shock, panting with his mouth wide open, and seeing so many people at this moment, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a while.

What did Ye Xing go through? Sometimes people seem to have eyes behind their backs. Although they don't see or hear anything, they always feel that there is something behind them. In fact, this feeling is not necessarily unreasonable. The faint flow of air and the subtle changes in temperature are all a kind of micro induction, but sometimes it is not clear.

Ye Xing turned around in the living room at that time and found that the door to the backyard was not closed, and a masked man in black had entered silently. Maybe Ye Xing was too nervous, too scared, and felt a little confused. He felt that this person was like a ghost, even walking.

The black-clothed masked man did not draw a knife, nor did he need a knife to deal with Ye Xing. He leaped forward and waved his hand to the side of Ye Xing's neck. If there were no other accidents, he would be able to shout at Ye Xing. To subdue it before the sound. But this hand knife didn't cut Ye Xing, not only because Ye Xing had taken the initiative to fall to the ground, but also because another masked man appeared in the house.

The big man in camouflage did not enter through the door, but jumped down the stairs leading to the second floor, holding a three-inch long knife in his left hand, but swinging a swing stick in his right hand. . The black-clothed masked man moved very quickly. Before the Tan Hanchuan had landed, he dodged the attack of the swing stick, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed him.

The people of Tan Hanchuan are not easy to dodge in the air, so they directly blocked the dagger with their arms, and they made the sound of golden and iron humming, and also wiped out a string of sparks. No matter how good Tan Hanchuan's kung fu is, even with the legendary iron jersey golden bell, it is impossible to directly use his arms to block the master's knife and direct stabbing, but he was prepared long ago, with a pair of steel wristbands on his forearms. .

The assassin fought against Tan Hanchuan, and Xian Hao also rushed in from the backyard with a silver scabbard. This assassin's skills are very flexible, and his movements are also very fast. If you look at the reaction and speed purely, even Tan Hanchuan is half a point slower than him. The assassin is known to have fallen into a trap, he is not in the slightest, and he leaps towards the front door like a spring.

The assassin knocked down the screen and rushed out of the front door. Fan Yang should have been covering it, and then... a stick was hit on his forehead! As for what happened in the front yard, Ye Xing didn't see it. He only knew that so many people had suddenly come back and caught the assassin.