Yan Xi also had another concern. The Xiaohuagongzi's folding flower fan was a handsome weapon, but he was not sure of its actual combat effectiveness. Liang Mengchun's sword was more convenient and easy to use, and it was a popular weapon.
The three of them parked the car on the side of the road. Di Jiu turned off the engine and turned off the lights to cover up others' eyes and ears, and opened the sunroof to make it easier to take action quickly.
After waiting for a while, I heard a burst of confusion, and a young man shouted loudly: "You have the wrong person."
Several hearty laughs circulated, and he shouted: "You are the ones I'm looking for."
There was a long scream, and it was obvious that the man had been murdered.
Di Jiu's expression changed drastically and he shouted: "Someone has beaten me first."
Just as he was about to rush out, he became timid again and said to Yan Xi, "Let your junior brother go explore the way."
Yan Xi said angrily: "That's my own junior brother!"
Di Jiu said quickly: "I'll add more money!"
Yan Xi shook his head and said: "You are truly my junior brother, no matter how much money you have, I won't let him take risks."
Yuechi was very moved when he heard this, and was about to take the initiative to ask for help. Yan Xi pushed him back and said, "Calm down, we still have to stay useful to avenge the master!"
Yuechi was stunned for a moment and said: "Second senior brother! Yun Jizi, the ruthless poisonous concubine, Liang Mengchun and the Laughing Young Master have all been killed by us!"
"Master's great revenge has been avenged long ago."
Yan Xi was shocked and said: "Have you killed so many people? It's a bit too cruel!"
He counted with his fingers and found that almost all the people who besieged Jiuhe had been killed. Only the two masterminds, Zhong Nandi and Gao Liren, were still at large.
The two men's martial arts skills were average and they were only second-rate masters from the outside world. Yuechi and he were able to kill them head-on together.
Di Jiu curled his lips when he heard it and thought to himself: "Aren't you just trying to scare me? And you killed so many people? I believe you two are idiots."
"I have heard of these names. They are all top-notch and even top-notch masters in the Jiayin world. How can you kill them with your little martial arts skills?"
"Forget it, don't argue with their senior brothers."
Di Jiu said: "Shall we go over together to check?"
Yan Xi hesitated and said, "It's okay to go there together. I want to change, so don't make a fuss."
Before Di Jiu could say anything, Yan Xi suddenly turned into Liang Mengchun, a fierce guest from Hanshan.
Di Jiu rushed over in anger and shouted: "This character card belongs to me, will you give it back to me?"
Yan Xi transformed into Liang Mengchun, who was already a top-notch master in the world. He held Di Jiu down with his hand and said, "Don't mess around! This is my usual character card. I have been using it for many years. How about yours?"
Di Jiu struggled hard and said angrily: "You also took my character experience card."
Yuechi said hurriedly: "My second senior brother didn't take it!"
Just as Di Jiu was about to argue, two figures leaped forward one after the other at extremely fast speeds. There were police shouting behind them, but they obviously couldn't catch up with these two people with martial arts skills.
Running wildly in front was a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in ancient costume, holding a short sword, and with a light posture.
The one chasing behind was a young man, also dressed in ancient costume. He was gorgeously dressed and looked like he was rich. He looked like he was strolling around and shouted: "Xin Jiu'er! Where can you escape from my hands?"
The direction in which the two chased and escaped happened to be the direction where the three parked their cars.
If we were in a busy city in broad daylight, it would be the top cosplayers from Station B out on the street, but in this atmosphere, Yan Xi could be sure that both parties used character cards.
Seeing two people fighting in the car, the young girl leaned half of her body out of the sunroof. She gritted her silver teeth, her speed suddenly increased, and she jumped on the roof of the car, shouting: "Borrow the car."
She grabbed Di Jiu, raised her hand and threw it away. Di Jiu's martial arts skills were average and he had no room to resist, so he fell into a very embarrassing state.
The young girl grabbed Yan Xi's hand, but was entangled by him using a grabbing technique. Liang Mengchun's martial arts was top-notch, and the girl couldn't break free for a while, and was horrified.
The young gentleman smiled, his hands were like pierced flowers, a little weak, and a sharp finger wind brushed the young girl's ear, breaking a strand of her hair.
He shouted: "Xin Jiu'er! Don't struggle anymore, or my next sword energy will kill you."
Yan Xi exclaimed: "I'll go! Is it the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"
The young master raised his eyebrows and said, "It's the Xuantian Sword Finger, a skill that is the best in the world."
Di Jiu shouted on the ground: "Invisible sword energy! This man is an extremely skilled man, let's run for our lives."
The young master was able to use Xuantian Jianzhi, a unique sword skill, and his martial arts skills were terrifying, and no one of them could match him. Di Jiu felt that he had fulfilled his duty of warning, shouted loudly, and ran away, covering his body
The not-so-skilled Qinggong was used to the extreme, and he disappeared at the end of the street in an instant.
Yuechi jumped onto the roof of the car, with a very nervous face, and shouted: "The commentary on Snow Mountain Sword Technique says: above the ninth level, you can force out invisible sword energy with your bare hands. Master has not reached this level yet, senior brother, I will follow you
Let’s fight with this person together.”
The young man laughed and said, "Don't be so nervous. I'm not an antisocial personality and I don't like to kill people randomly."
He spread his hands and said, "No one would have imagined that life would be so stressful."
Yan Xi asked doubtfully: "What does it have to do with the pressure of life?"
The young master said helplessly: "My name is Zhao Qijin. I am twenty-seven years old. I have been married for one year and have a three-month-old child."
"I just had a baby. My wife's salary is not high and I still have a mortgage. I don't want to rely on martial arts to do illegal things. I originally wanted to live a stable life."
"However, I am an extracurricular tutor in an educational institution. I recently lost my job due to double cuts..."
Yan Xi knew about this. After all, it was reported in the news, so he could better understand the pain of unemployment. He felt compassionate and said, "How about I teach you how to write online articles? Although this industry is hard, the monthly income is not bad if you work well.
If you can sell a few copyrights, you are considered developed."
He said earnestly: "We can't go against the government!"
The young man smiled and said, "Thank you!"
"So I joined the Umbrella Agency."
"This time I was ordered to hunt down the traitor. This girl has something from our umbrella trap. Give her to me and I won't hurt you!"
Yan Xi hurriedly let go and threw the young girl out, thinking: "Isn't this the pursuit login device? That thing is on me, so no one can doubt it!"
Seeing how obedient he was, Zhao Qijin raised his eyebrows and said, "The Umbrella Agency pays you very well. I see that you have a good frame and some abilities. Do you want to hang out with me?"
Yan Xi said calmly: "I just took the civil service exam and I don't want to go through the trouble anymore."
Yan Xi had never passed the civil service exam, so he just made excuses to shirk recruitment. He was very afraid of such extraordinary organizations. If they were illegal organizations, his future would be ruined!
Zhao Qijin couldn't help but laugh and said: "That's right. Everyone has his own ambitions. If you leave a good public servant unofficial, what's the way out for working in the underworld?"
Yan Xi thought to himself: "Brother, you are a sensible person."
A crisp gunshot.
Zhao Qijin stood still, holding a bullet between his two fingers with a smile, and said: "Xin Jiuer, your marksmanship is as bad as your martial arts."