Chapter 112

High walls, gray tiles, blue stone alleys.

At the head and end of the alley, more than ten armored soldiers held knives and stood sternly, blocking Chen Ji and the secret agent dead in the middle. Chen Ji moved his wrists and removed the cloth strip from his mouth.

One armored soldier lowered his head to look at the uneven stone slab road. The hemp rope that had just been cut off lay there quietly, with a clean cut.

The armored soldier's face suddenly changed. He slowly leveled the blade of his knife in front of him, cautiously and seriously sizing up Chen Ji.

The strike he had just made, a knife originally intended to kill someone, had unexpectedly saved someone.

The edge of the knife was neither too much nor too little, not injuring Chen Ji in the slightest.

That instant was very fast, others might not have seen clearly, but he saw very clearly where he intended to chop. Coincidence?

Impossible.

He slowly turned the blade of his knife towards Chen Ji and said in a low voice to his colleagues, "There's an expert." After speaking, he added, "The person who tied him up is probably more formidable." The armored soldiers slowly surrounded them.

In the narrow alley, the secret agent tried to break out several times without success. Furthermore, he suddenly felt that these armored guards seemed to be intentionally targeting him; every move they made was extremely fierce and with full force.

The armored guards approached step by step, like pressing mountains, shrinking the secret agent and Chen Ji's space for activity. After only a few probing rounds, the secret agent’s left arm and chest had each received a knife wound, and fresh blood was dripping. The armored soldiers looked at each other; this person didn't seem as formidable as they had imagined! Something was strange!

The next moment, the armored soldiers swung their knives and chopped again.

Chen Ji dodged the momentum of the knives while pressing in a low voice, "Where is the Secret Agency's bronze whistle? Call for colleagues to support." Without even a knife in hand, Chen Ji felt awkward fighting in every direction. Earlier, he had delayed time, unwilling to approach Peony Bridge, afraid of being affected by the fight between the Liu family and the Secret Agency. He didn't expect the Liu family to be determined to kill Gold Pig, secretly bringing so many elites.

In just one small alley, there were more than ten. How many were there in the whole block?

Now was not the time to think about these things. He had to escape first.

Chen Ji continued, "Hey, yours."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.

He saw the secret agent pull his clothes and actually use his body as a shield to try to rush out.

The armored soldiers were about to pounce but suddenly stopped their steps slowly.

Then they saw Chen Ji suddenly grab the secret agent's long knife blade. With a light shake of his hand, the secret agent involuntarily let go. A strange, electric shock-like tremble transmitted through the knife body. Before the secret agent could react, the armored soldiers saw Chen Ji suddenly turn his body, grasp the back of the knife with his right hand, and stab the tip of the knife diagonally into the secret agent's lung lobe with a backhand motion. The secret agent looked at Chen Ji in disbelief, only emitting "heh heh" gasping sounds. In the dim alley, Chen Ji used his left hand to push the secret agent's chest and slowly drew the knife out of the secret agent's lung lobe. In the quiet, he looked at the silent armored soldiers for a moment: "Did Official Liu send you to save me? Take me away." The armored soldiers saw his calm demeanor, not like it was fake.

Just as other armored soldiers wanted to sheathe their knives, one armored guard suddenly said, "Official Liu never explained this matter. Take him down. Bind him up first."

Suddenly, firelight rose in the distance.

The roaring fire illuminated the entire block, as if someone had stained their palm with bright red paint and casually wiped it on a black canvas, broken and magnificent.

The firelight shone over the white walls and gray tiles. The shadows of people in the small alley also shook non-stop, and everyone felt the heat wave sweeping over.

Breathe.

Chen Ji swung his knife like the Milky Way upside down. Light flowed on the shiny knife, as if the knife was also burning, sweeping with fire.

The first armored guard he met raised his knife to block, but Chen Ji's knife was too fast. Before he could even lift his hand, the knife had already chopped his shoulder.

The sound of leather splitting rang out. This knife, after cutting through the leather armor, only left a half-inch deep wound on the armored soldier's shoulder, not fatal.

Chen Ji frowned and retreated. He looked at the edge of the knife and then at the leather armor opposite.

This knife in his hand and the one on Green Mountain were too different.

The secret agent, who had fallen earlier, coughed up bloody foam and looked at this scene in despair, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He really wanted to go tell Gold Pig that this person was indeed problematic.

But he had no opportunity.

The armored guard tilted his head and glanced at the wound. With an expressionless face, he said, "He can split open like armor. He is an official, but his cultivation realm is not too high. Form up, kill him on the spot."

In the swaying firelight, the armored soldiers successively crossed over the fallen secret agent's body. Their shadows swept over the secret agent's face one after another, like a final reflection before death.

The roaring fire was constantly approaching. In winter, the flames in Luocheng refined into a sea of fire.

The heat wave surged in the small alley, and his hair also curled in the hot air.

Chen Ji did not retreat but advanced. The instant they made contact, the armored guards relied on the toughness of their leather armor, fighting wide open and without reservation.

But Chen Ji no longer clashed head-on. He saw the edge of the knife at a strange angle, cutting through the gap in the leather armor, like an antelope hanging its horn, ethereal and without a trace.

Zhi a sound.

The tip of the knife brought a streak of fresh blood, splashing on the white wall.

The armored soldiers were shocked by this knife and successively retreated backward.

The wounded person lifted his leather armor to check the wound and suddenly discovered that his armpit had been sliced open by a knife, and blood was flowing like a stream.

The large artery was ruptured.

At first, he didn't feel it was fatal, but three breaths later, the armored soldier felt his entire body's strength draining away like a flooding river.

This knife shattered the armored soldiers' confidence in their leather armor. Relying on bravery, their armor could actually no longer block the knife.

Both sides were people who had experienced many battles and naturally knew the standard of this knife.

They silently sized up Chen Ji, only feeling that the official in front of them did not have a very high realm, but this hand skill with the knife was more important than his realm.

One of them said with a ferocious voice: Kill!

The armored soldiers pounced again.

The alley was narrow, and each time, at most, four armored guards surrounded and attacked Chen Ji. One person died, and then a living person supplemented.

One armored guard after another fell, and one armored guard after another supplemented the battle array.

Until a certain moment, everyone suddenly discovered that there was no one behind them to supplement.

Chen Ji moved and turned in the middle of the small alley, like a stone roller, crushing all the armored soldiers in this alley.

He didn't know how long had passed. Chen Ji was covered in blood, and blood splattered on the white walls in the middle of the alley, like a painting of mountains covered in red.

In the middle of the alley, only the last armored soldier remained. Chen Ji advanced one step, and the armored soldier retreated one step.

The armored soldier turned and ran frantically, but after only two steps, he saw Chen Ji forcefully throw the long knife in his hand. The tip of the knife actually crossed several meters and pierced the armored soldier's neck directly.

In the firelight, Chen Ji supported the wall with his hand and bent over, panting violently.

He withdrew his hand. In this human purgatory, the blood was boiling hot, the air was boiling hot, and even the wall was boiling hot. Chen Ji stood up, looked blankly towards the head and end of the alley, and for some reason, dry vomited several times. Then he forced himself to stand up. He thought for a moment, threw the corpses one by one into the sea of fire, turned around, put on a leather armor, and escaped outside...

The block and the sea of fire were full of corpses. Armored guards could be seen patrolling back and forth everywhere, capturing and killing the remaining secret agents. Chen Ji, wearing a leather armor, lowered his head and ran frantically towards the Lu River bank. Tonight's game, he wanted to personally confirm Gold Pig's death. Passing through layer after layer of small alleys, the sound of flowing water got closer and closer.

When he came out of that maze-like alley, he only felt that the world suddenly opened up, and even the air was incomparably fresh. Chen Ji supported the wooden railing beside the river bank, breathing greedily while turning his head to look at Peony Bridge in the distance. The blurred morning light and firelight intertwined. He saw Gold Pig in a sorry fight, actually rising up with his last strength, lifting West Wind and Six Stripes by their collars, fiercely throwing them out, leaping over the crowd, and falling into the ice-cold, piercing Lu River water.

With two ordinary sounds, West Wind struggled for a moment in the water and then stuck his head out, saying heartbrokenly, "Adult."

Gold Pig on the bridge said angrily, "Quickly scram."

After speaking, he no longer struggled and slowly stood still.

Liu Xian appeared, wearing a black fox fur coat, putting his copper hand warmer on the carriage, and lightly clapping his hands: "I didn't expect the heartless Secret Agency's Twelve Zodiacs to actually sacrifice themselves to save people."

Gold Pig sneered, "I am sending them to report to the Inner Minister, waiting for the Inner Minister to consult His Majesty, and immediately mobilize His Majesty's army to kill your entire Liu family." Liu Xian shook his head: "That one in Ren Shou Palace may not care about this messy trivial matter. He will only sit on his white crane couch and cultivate, waiting for the people below to kill each other until one dies and one lives, then come out to mediate. Only if you and I fight fiercely will he sit steadily. These years, my Liu family has been nibbled away bit by bit just like this. I understand this better than you." Gold Pig was silent.

A moment later, he simply sat on the ground like a roll of meat, "No point talking. The winner is king, the loser is a bandit. Nothing good to say." Liu Xian asked with interest, "Official Gold Pig, are you interested in working for my Liu family? You only need to write a letter cursing the poisonous minister and the court, and my Liu family can spare your life."

Gold Pig cursed, "Your mother's dog fart! You want this old man to curse the Inner Minister? What are you? Is there no one in the Liu family? How can they let an unlearned second generation like you manage the family? Where is your father? Let him come over and pound my legs."

Liu Xian sneered, "Eunuch dog, kill him."

Beside him, Manager Yuan calmly said, "Pickle him well with lime. I want to send him back to Jing Dynasty. Gold Pig has killed many people in my Jing Dynasty these years. Presumably, the military strategy envoy will definitely like his head very much."

On the edge of the river bank, Chen Ji stood too far away to see clearly or hear what Gold Pig and Liu Xian were talking about.

He only saw from a distance that when Zhang Guo Er went to kill Gold Pig, Gold Pig actually risked serious injury and suddenly attacked. After breaking one of Zhang Guo Er's legs, he sat back down again.

When another tattooed man approached Gold Pig, Gold Pig actually attacked again, hitting the opposite party until they spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, then sitting back down on the bridge.

Until the third time, Gold Pig wanted to use the same trick again, but because his speed was one beat slower, he was finally kicked over onto the ground.

This time, he was truly exhausted.

Liu Xian laughed heartily: "I have heard that the Twelve Zodiac Gold Pig's mouth has no truth in it. Today I have experienced it." Gold Pig no longer responded to him, closing his eyes and lying on the bridge, his mouth shut. His fingers trembled slightly. Even the most arrogant person, facing death, couldn't possibly remain unchanged. However, just at this moment, Chen Ji suddenly saw through the bridge arch that on the other side of the bridge, a black boat was slowly sailing over. A white-clothed youth stood at the bow of the boat, his hands empty, but he suddenly assumed the posture of drawing a full bow. Instantly, a white bow appeared in the air, flickering with brilliant starlight.

Bang a sound, the bowstring vibrated.

A star fell from his hand, dragging a long comet tail, and rushed directly towards Zhang Guo Er, who had just stood up on the bridge. That star in the morning light and firelight drew a very slight parabola in the distance. With a snap of a finger, in one breath, in a blink of an eye, the star seemed to grow eyes, piercing directly through Zhang Guo Er's heart.

Zhang Guo Er suddenly spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood.

He lowered his head to look at the hole in his heart, murmuring, "Your mother, Tian Ma..." As the voice fell, he saw Tian Ma, standing at the bow of the boat, drawing a full bow. Star after star, dragging comet tails, surged over.

Hundreds of millions of Tian Ma, the person had not yet arrived, but the arrows had already pierced through the armored guards on the bridge one by one. One of the arrows pierced through four people, and its momentum did not stop.

Gold Pig heard the words Tian Ma and immediately opened his eyes excitedly.

He suddenly sat up, gazed over the railing, looked towards the distant river surface, and laughed loudly, "Tian Ma is here, Tian Ma is here! All of you give this grandfather to die!"

In the meantime, a star flew over Gold Pig's head. This arrow didn't shoot anyone, it was just a special way to greet Gold Pig.

The next star fiercely pierced Manager Yuan's thigh.

If Manager Yuan hadn't moved forward to dodge, this arrow would probably have shot through his heart.

But Tian Ma did not give up and drew a full bow again.

Bang a sound, a star rushed towards Manager Yuan's heart at a very fast speed.

Gold Pig suddenly shouted: Wait, don't kill him. I want Meng Ji to interrogate him.

Instantly, the shot-out star actually changed direction slightly in the air, flying past the front of Manager Yuan's cheek, causing his hair to shake violently, like a Tian Ma whistling past in front of him.

Manager Yuan looked at Liu Xian with a gloomy face, turned around, and threw himself limply into the Lu River, swimming in the opposite direction of Tian Ma.

Gold Pig said urgently, "West Wind, Six Stripes, follow him for me."

But his voice had just fallen, and miserable cries came from under the bridge from West Wind and Six Stripes.

Gold Pig cursed, stood up, ran to the stone railing, and leaned his head down to look: "You two useless things, are you dead or not? If you're not dead, squeak a sound." "Not dead!"

Gold Pig supported the railing, narrowed his eyes, and viciously stared at Manager Yuan swimming further and further away. But at this moment, he suddenly made a light "eh" sound: "Wait, who is that?"

Where his gaze reached, on the edge of the Lu River bank, a young man actually took off his leather armor, dived, jumped into the water, and disappeared.

Gold Pig's eyes widened: "Looking at the figure, how is he a bit like Chen Ji?"

PS: Tian Ma still appears to be quite handsome.