Darkness followed by difficulty in breathing. The master calmly thought about the situation. He seemed to understand that he had been arrested!
Suddenly, the darkness disappeared, and the candlelight pierced his eyes, making him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment. His eyelids blinked rapidly, and after a little adaptation, he saw the kidnapper.
This is a...person!
Well, this guy is not only wearing black clothes and black gloves, but also has a black gauze covering his face. Although the gauze is thin, it still affects his eyesight, but who wants him to face a person who is tied up?
Where are the hostages?
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The master asked sharply, and the cloth in his mouth felt a bit smelly when he made the sound. Go, what kind of cloth did this bastard use to gag?
Zuo Zhou gently opened the window. It was a room facing the moon. Through the moonlight, he could see the fierce battle in the distance through the window.
"It seems like your people are not good! I'm afraid no one can save you." Zuo Zhou said, holding his voice and feeling a little tired. It would be nice if he had Conan's bow.
The master's eyes were bloodshot. Although his martial arts was not high, he could still tell that the killers were about to be wiped out.
Zuo Zhou's previous behavior made those killers anxious. They wanted to stop Zuo Zhou but were unable to do so in time. They naturally turned around and went to fight with the Xingxiu Sect people.
Of course, the people of the Xingxiu Sect are the most well-connected. This group of people is not one of our own. Although it is a bit unpleasant to be plotted against, we are a cult. It is not normal for us to be hunted down. I didn’t say anything, just fight back.
Then the people who were struggling became the people of Flying Eagle Castle. No matter how stupid they were, they could see that these two groups of men in black were really not from the same group.
"Boss, what should we do?"
"Nonsense, the Xingxiu faction is the one who has a grudge, so of course we should fight against the Xingxiu faction!"
"...Which group is the Xingxiu Sect?"
"..."
The leader of the Flying Eagle Castle team was silent for a long time...his face turned red, and finally slapped his younger brother on the back of the head, "Those who walk in black at night are not good people, I will chop them all to death."
"We don't seem to be good people!" A certain boy was surprisingly self-aware.
"Stop talking nonsense and kill everyone you see!"
At this point, the situation was completely chaotic. Neither of the two groups of men in black could recognize each other. They were exchanging swords and fighting with the people of Flying Eagle Castle.
Zuo Zhou looked at this scene with satisfaction and patted Master on the shoulder, "I like chaos, it makes me dance with excitement, and I can't wait to join in. But, I am also very scared, you know? The feeling of blood splattering on my hands.
, it’s as hot as boiling water. So... I don’t like seeing blood.”
The master was so excited that he thought he wanted to say that he didn't like killing people!
Zuo Zhou stretched out three fingers and gently touched the little finger of his left hand, "A few days ago, I killed a monk. As you know, the imperial court destroyed Shaolin, and many of Shaolin's unique skills were lost to the world. I happened to
I got a special skill called flower fingering. This skill is amazing. The true meaning of its martial arts is very different from the ordinary Buddhist martial arts. There is no need to consider whether it is compassionate or not when performing it. Oh, I am so happy.
I couldn't sleep at night, so I just wanted to find someone to share it with."
Click! Woohoo!
Zuo Zhou's flower-knuckling finger was actually not very strong. After all, he hadn't practiced much yet, but it was an innate level that he couldn't hold it. So he easily crushed the master's little finger.
Listening to the master's choked cries, Zuo Zhou's whole face came closer to the master's eyes, "You are so lucky. This is the first time I share it with others!"
Come on, someone, there is a pervert here... The master is already crying in pain.
"Looking at how excited you are, you're crying." Zuo Zhou pulled out the cloth that blocked his mouth to wipe his tears, and then blocked it again before the master could react.
"You have such a beautiful look in your eyes. You are stubborn, determined and loyal. I like it!"
Click! Zuo Zhou crushed the master's little finger again.
Help, this pervert has a problem with his eyes. How can I be stubborn, firm and loyal... Master is so painful that he almost rolls his eyes.
"Okay, that's great. I just like how willing you are to kill me without saying anything."
Click, click, click. Zuo Zhou's backhand was a three-digit chain of fingers. The master was shaking like chaff and almost pulled it away.
"You haven't said it yet? Well, then I'll..."
Woohoo! The master seemed to have learned ventriloquism without any teacher, and expressed his desire for life from his stomach.
Seeing this, Zuo Zhou took off the cloth from his mouth and said, "Say it!"
"What do you want to know? Just ask!"
Zuo Zhou "..."
(｀д′) o(twt)o
"What I actually want to tell you is that I have a bad memory and often forget things. I might forget that you are a living person. Are you afraid?"
"Afraid……"
"It's okay to be afraid. Why are you taking people there in the middle of the night?"
The master quickly replied, "Take people to assassinate Jili Khan and lead the Turkic army to attack Youzhou City."
"Instructed by whom?"
"It's the Governor of Youzhou!"
Ah da! Kaka ka!
Ah! Woohoo!
Zuo Zhou used his fingers three times again, and then made the master scream twice and blocked him again. Then he raised his wrist and looked at it, as if there was a watch on it. We still have a lot of time, slowly
Play!
"Wrong answer. The governor of Youzhou is just a small role. Give me the top name."
Zuo Zhou saw that Master had stopped struggling and pulled the cloth from his mouth again, "Yes...it's Wei Jinzhong, it's Wei Jinzhong. I didn't lie, it's true."
Zuo Zhou clicked his tongue and shook his head, his face full of regret, "Come on, you don't seem to have many fingers left. How about I reluctantly pinch my toes and leave you two thumbs up."
"Really, really, really, it's Wei Jinzhong, I'm not lying, you believe me!"
Zuo Zhou leaned back, tears bursting out of his eyes, feeling a little disgusted.
"Of course I know Wei Jinzhong, but it's a pity that you... are not from the same faction, are you?"
Zuo Zhou's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he could see into the depths of the master's soul at a glance. The master was shocked in his heart, he knew Wei Jinzhong! Did he know that they were not from the same faction?
The true secret of lying is to mix truth and falsehood, nine parts truth and one part fake, which can often lead the enemy in a fatal direction at the most critical place.
The master was obviously not an honest guy. Zuo Zhou picked up a candlestick from the table, looked at the master's fearful eyes and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't play with dripping wax, I just feel that this thing is in my hand, and I feel that I can knock it with this thing."
On your head, gorgeous flowers will bloom."
"It's Yang Wenguang! It's Yang Wenguang! I'm Yang Wenguang's person!"
At this time, the master's tongue was extremely sharp, and a name that Zuo Zhou had never dreamed of popped out.
Is it... the Yang Wenguang he knows?
"Anything else? Just a name?"
"It's gone, it's really gone. We are members of the Yang Family Army and are directly under the leadership of General Yang!"