Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and the shouts of killing became more and more distinct. It seemed that many people were chasing one person.

Wei Zhimo fastened the bamboo hat on his head and the scabbard on his back, hooked his feet on the tree and stood upside down along the trunk.

He grabbed a ball of snow from the pine needles, held it in his hand, and looked at it.

On the five-foot-wide mountain road ahead, two brown horses galloped, which were particularly eye-catching in the snow.

One horse was empty, and the other was carrying a ball of furs.

No, it should be a person wrapped in thick fur, looking like a ball.

Haha...

And less than a hundred steps behind the two horses, eight people on horses of various colors were chasing after them. The swords in his hands were dancing wildly, and his mouth was chirping wildly.

Wei Zhimo hung upside down, waiting for the ball-like man and the two horses to run past, and the eight horses behind him arrived under the tree.

Wei Zhimo suddenly shook his hands, and two handfuls of snowballs flew out, hitting the faces of the two people in front of him.

The two men screamed strangely and fell down from their horses.

"appeal……"

The other six people immediately tightened their reins, wondering what kind of hidden weapon attack their two companions had suffered.

"who? Show up now! If you delay the important things of my Sanhe Gang, you know the consequences.……"

Sanhe Gang? I had never heard of it in the 21st century, and there is no historical record. It must be a bunch of rabble.

But judging from the faces of these people and the tone of their words, they are not good things.

"What are the consequences?"

A black object suddenly rolled down from the tree.

After the eight killers of the Sanhe Gang calmed down, they realized that there was a masked man in front of them.

The Lingxu Sect is engaged in secret things, and the dead never show their true colors to others.

Therefore, Wei Zhimo not only lowered the bamboo hat, but also covered his face with a piece of black cloth. Only a pair of falcon-like eyes were exposed under the bamboo hat. His gaze pierced from the edge of the bamboo hat, shaking the row in front. The horse's legs were swept

"Boy, if you hurt my brother, you are dead!"

A black-faced man with a beard and a sword in his hand showed off his power and looked fierce. He seemed to be the leader of this gang of killers.

When Wei Zhimo heard this: This guy is more domineering than Liu Yugang in 2020! He is destined to die at every turn. It’s hard to say who will die.

Now that I have traveled to the Western Han Dynasty, in the wilderness, killing people is not illegal!

The death warriors in Dongyue Peak specialize in killing people.

But they are all the deserving people who have committed the most heinous crimes!

So, Wei Zhimo also replied in a cold tone:"You speak so unpleasantly that you make yourself look like the best warrior in the world. There are so many of you chasing one person, and it's a matter of life and death. I just want to come out and say something fair!"

"Oh, to be fair? The big man with a beard suddenly became interested:"

That's right, we are looking for someone to comment. Since you want to say something fair, we are all ears!" If it is unfair, my Zhanma Dao will not agree!"

Wei Zhimo was stunned for a moment. Since he wanted to come out to"bring justice," how could he say something fair?

The"ball" who had already run away seemed to be very interested when he heard that someone wanted to"bring justice." He actually reined in the horse's head and stopped, looked back, and listened.

Wei Zhimo thought for a while, but couldn't find a fair reason.

Suddenly he said:"Let's do this... Either you fight me, or you go back quickly, don't Embarrass that brother! This is fair, right?……"

The big man with a beard was stunned for a moment and wanted to laugh.

Seeing that the two brothers who had fallen down on their horses got up, it was not surprising that there were bruises on their faces.

This man in black is tall and cold-looking. Is he pretending to be cool or a fool?

But the other party could stand in the middle of the mountain road with bare hands and block the horse's head, with murderous intent all over his body. Isn't this a demonstration to the Sanhe Gang?

Worried that he had met a fool and not wanting to damage his reputation, the big man with a beard raised his voice and said,"Boy, if you are wise, get out of the way. We don't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately! Do you know that the thief in front stole three of us?" Chollima from the He Gang, our gang leader gave an order to kill him. If we don’t take Chollima back, we will have to go back with our heads in our hands. Anyway, we will die. If you dare to be nagging, it doesn’t matter if we kill one more person!"

Sanhe Gang, When Wei Zhimo was in the mountains, he heard his brothers mention that they were a gang with a complicated background.

It is said that the five provinces and cities in the southwest have underground gambling halls, banks and other industries owned by the Sanhe Gang. There are thousands of people in the Sanhe Gang, and the local government has to give them three points.

Wei Zhimo didn't know how dangerous the world of the Western Han Dynasty was. In his heart, he only had the morality that Lingxuzi had instilled with sticks since he was a child.

So I didn't care about the Sanhe Gang and Liuhe Gang. When I saw eight people chasing one person, I felt that this matter needed to be taken care of.

Of course, when he came out to perform a top-secret mission, he didn't mean to be nosy, but mainly because he took a fancy to the idle horse being led by the ball.

Now it is even more strange to hear people from the Sanhe Gang say it is a Chollima, and naturally they cannot be allowed to take it back!

Anyway, the things from the Sanhe Gang are not clean, so don’t give them up for free!

Of course, important things must not be missed, and these people have to be sent away at once or twice.

As long as he doesn't show his face or his moves, people won't know who he is.

"Since you can't go back, there's no need to go back to the Sanhe Gang. Let's just say that, the eight of you, don't do those evil things in the Sanhe Gang."

Wei Zhimo still treats people and things from two thousand years ago with the thinking of the 21st century. He was originally kind-hearted and hoped that the world would be unified.

"I will give each of you ten taels of silver, and you can go home. Up, you can pay respects to your parents, down, you can caress your wife and children; if you have fields, you can cultivate the land, but if you have no land, you can do some small business, which is better than living with your head in your belt.……"

The current Wei Zhimo is completely different from the playboy in Dongyue Peak who had been laughing and joking all day long. Every word he said was a great truth.

When he came into contact with the world of the Western Han Dynasty for the first time, he had to be careful and try not to offend anyone. Maybe this Sanhe Gang would be the team he would build in the future.

But the Sanhe Gang is indeed not a good thing. The disciples live a life of licking blood on the tip of a knife, so how can they understand Wei Zhimo's principles.

Even if it is true, Wei Zhimo used it in the wrong place and with the wrong object.

"Boy, it seems you are rich, right? The patience of the big man with a beard was beyond his imagination.

Wei Zhimo said proudly:"Not much, just five thousand taels!""

Wei Zhimo did not carry much silver with him, only one hundred taels, but he had five thousand taels in banknotes.

The first time he went down the mountain, the master was afraid that he would be hungry and cold, so it would be good to bring more silver. Anyway, he was weak. There is no shortage of money.

Five thousand taels of silver is very valuable in 2020.

According to the market price of 5 yuan per gram, one tael of silver is 50 grams, worth about 250 yuan. Five thousand taels of silver is equivalent to one hundred Two hundred and fifty thousand yuan.

Eighty taels of silver buys a thousand-mile horse, which is not cheap. The average horse only costs between thirty and fifty taels, which is equivalent to about ten thousand yuan in 2020. No matter how rich the Lingxu Sect is , , and you can't spend it carelessly.

After sending these plague gods away, give the horse-stealing ball twenty taels of silver, which will be regarded as his labor fee for stealing the horse.

He agrees that it is best, but does not agree...

Haha!

The tall man with a beard, Jingwei Zhimo couldn't hold back anymore after being taught such a lesson. He looked evil and said angrily:"Boy, are you deliberately seeking death? Lan can't stop you! I want to cut open my stomach to see if I ate leopard gallbladder or drank the ecstasy soup. How dare you talk to me like this!"

Wei Zhimo's face suddenly twitched, but he still didn't lift the bamboo hat that covered most of his face.

The dead men of Lingxu Sect never show their true identities to others.

Except for the dead of course. As soon as the man with the beard finished speaking, he rode forward. After two steps, there was a sound of wind, and the sword was cut from the air.

This sword had a force of at least a hundred kilograms, enough to cut Wei Zhimo in two from head to torso.

However, Wei Zhimo tilted his head, and his body One bow, one bend of the right hand backward

""Canglanglang!" There was a sword cry, and the broken sword on his back was unsheathed in an instant. As fast as lightning, the hilt of the sword reached Wei Zhimo's hand. Facing the horse-cutting sword that was slashed in front of him, Wei Zhimo did not hide. Without dodging, he waved the sword, and a dazzling white light flashed past with a"squeak" sound. The big man with a beard who was three feet away screamed, and the sword fell from his hand.

Wei Zhimo raised his leg and slashed the sword. The saber flew away.

There was only a"clang" sound, and the blade penetrated into the tree trunk, more than five inches.

And the right wrist of the man with the beard holding the saber had a two-inch long hole opened in the artery.

No one could see him clearly. How did the sword come out!

The other five people were shocked, but they had to rush forward.

Because they couldn't find the two thousand-mile horses, they really didn't dare to go back to the Sanhe Gang.

For a moment, five swords were fired from the left, right and front The attack was divided into two groups: upper and middle.

Wei Zhimo seemed unable to escape the three attacks except rolling on the spot.

But rolling on the ground was not enough.

There were horse hooves on the ground, and a horse's leg was at least 70 or 80 feet long. With the force of a kilogram.

After stepping on it, Wei Zhimo was either dead or disabled.

So, Wei Zhimo simply refused to dodge, and did not even lift his bamboo hat. He spun on the spot and jumped into the air.

A circle of white light enveloped him. Rolling around his body, with a clanking sound, the five swords attacking from the front, left, right, top, middle and bottom all fell to the ground in an instant. Among the five, three fell to the ground, and two were still standing. Immediately.

However, each person's right wrist artery had a cut, which was neither long nor short, just about two inches, and was bleeding lightly.