The night wind blew slowly, and in the dark courtyard of Duke Yi's Mansion, the leaves were falling, and a few crickets were chirping impatiently. It was deserted, and there was an inexplicable chilling atmosphere in the silence.
The moonlight slipped into the bedroom through the window lattice and fell on the large bed. The gauze curtain was swaying in the wind. Qin Huaidao lay down with his clothes closed, his eyes closed and his breathing calm, but he held the sword in his arms.
The candlelight is quiet and silent!
"Clang!"
Suddenly there was a slight sound, dull and short, like a clay pot being knocked over by something.
Qin Huaidao suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining brightly, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured softly: "Sure enough, someone couldn't keep calm and took the bait."
If you compete with swords during the day, you're sure someone will come, but you don't know if it's the Wang family or someone who is greedy? But it doesn't matter. If they come, they are enemies.
If you are an enemy, you will fight to the death!
The next moment, Qin Huaidao stood up, quickly covered the pillow he had prepared with a quilt, pretending that someone was sleeping, rolled himself into the bed, unsheathed his sword, and waited sternly.
When you first come to this world, you find someone trying to kill you. How can you, as a soldier, be unprepared? Traps have been set up near the yard and it has been listed as a forbidden area. The only He'er who can enter has a fixed route. Besides, He'er should also be sleeping at this time.
No one will come except the killer.
There was silence all around, and the silence was a bit depressing.
But the sensitive cricket stopped chirping!
Qin Huaidao once lurked in the enemy camp for three days and three nights, sniped down the target and then walked away. The most important thing he lacked was patience. His breathing was long, slow and silent, blending in with the surroundings, but his ears were erect.
"puff--"
Not long after, an imperceptible voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a black shadow came through the window. It was as agile as a nocturnal civet cat. It rushed to the bed and stabbed the bed with a short knife. The movement was crisp, ruthless, and not sloppy. It was a veteran.
Almost at the same time, Qin Huaidao also took action, slashing with his sword as fast as lightning.
"Pfft!" a sound.
The sword cut off one of the opponent's legs and scratched the other. The murderer fell down with a groan and did not call for help. Instead, he slashed his neck with the short knife in his hand.
Qin Huaidao didn't expect that this guy would be so cruel to him. He would be willing to do anything if he didn't succeed. How could he let the other party succeed? He quickly rolled out of the bed and kicked the dagger away. The other party's wrist was kicked and dislocated, and he couldn't use any force.
The next moment, Qin Huaidao grabbed the opponent's chin, twisted it with a little force, and dislocated the chin, and then used his palm to dislocate the other intact arm.
All this was accomplished in a flash, but the movements were like flowing water.
As an elite soldier, Qin Huaidao has the most experience in dealing with killers. He knows that such people are as ruthless to their targets as they are to themselves. Hiding poison in their teeth is a common method. There are endless suicide methods. Although his feet are useless, they still have to be removed.
Only the hands and chin were left alive.
After succeeding, Qin Huaidao stood up and locked his sharp gaze on the door. The two of them were rushing in. One after another, they obviously knew that their accomplice had missed and were ready to kill him. The first one was like a hungry wolf preying on prey. He did not defend at all, and went straight towards Qin Huaidao with his knife.
Neck, fighting for life.
The other person is one step behind. This distance will not affect the performance of the person in front, but he can also hit the target in time. The tacit understanding of cooperation is incredible.
Anyone else would have retreated when faced with this combined attack technique to avoid its sharp edge, but Qin Huaidao advocated offense and used offense instead of defense. He leaned back slightly to avoid the stabbing of the short knife. Almost at the same time, he kicked straight over and moved his legs like a poisonous snake.
, concealed, swift, fierce.
The murderer was kicked and flew backwards. He couldn't even utter a scream and fainted. He knocked down his companions and rolled down together.
Between life and death, Qin Huaidao's burst of power was so terrifying. He jumped up with a flying kick and kicked the other man's short knife away. The sword turned into a bolt of lightning and struck at the other man's neck.
"Pfft!"
The sharp sword tore open the other party's throat, and the other party covered it with his eyes rounded. He couldn't believe it, and a strange roar came from his throat, as if he was unwillingly asking something.
Qin Huaidao snorted coldly, "Two of them are enough!"
He found a rope and tied up the knocked-out murderer. Then he looked at the person who came in first. His painful forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he didn't say a word. He stared at Qin Huaidao and said in a weak voice: "Boy, it's best."
Let us go, and we will pretend that nothing happened today, and I promise that no one will come again in the future, otherwise, we will not stop until death."
"You've fallen into my hands, why do you want to fight to the death?"
"You'll know."
Qin Huaidao looked at the other party curiously and asked: "I heard that after a killer misses and is released, he will give up the mission and never take action again. How dare you say that? There is only one explanation. You are killers, but I thought you were making a fool of yourself.
Gai Mizhang, your true identity is a dead soldier, tell me, which family sent you?"
The other party snorted coldly and stopped talking.
Qin Huaidao was not in a hurry. He had never seen any strong bones in his previous life. People who had received special training still pried open their mouths. He was just a dead soldier. He seemed to have a tough mouth, but in Qin Huaidao's eyes, he was full of flaws. He found rags and blocked two people.
The live mouths were then carried one by one to the yard outside and stuffed into large vats.
This kind of large tank is usually used to catch rainwater and prevent fires. It is big enough and deep enough to hide people.
After doing all this, Qin Huaidao was just about to go back to the house when suddenly a warning signal sounded. He looked to one side and saw several black figures rushing quickly along the roof. His body was very low and he was running extremely fast.
"Another wave?"
Qin Huaidao's pupils suddenly shrank, murderous intent surged, he went directly to the middle of the yard and waited sternly.
Since there is no way to avoid it, then fight!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several black shadows flew over and landed around them. Each one wore a mask and looked as cold as a wolf. One of them said in a deep voice: "Hand over your sword and I'll turn around and leave. Otherwise, no one will be left alive."
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"Is it just you rotten fish and shrimps?"
"I'm looking for death, I'll help you, kill!" The other party shouted low, and flew forward, his body as fast as a cannonball, ruthless and decisive, the short knife was emitting a blue light under the moonlight, and was obviously poisonous.
Qin Huaidao snorted coldly and thrust his sword forward without hesitation, just as fast as lightning.
An inch long, an inch strong.
When it comes to risking one's life, Qin Huaidao is not afraid of anyone.
The other party didn't expect Qin Huaidao to be so ruthless and a majestic prince that he would dare to risk his life. How could he be a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy? He was clearly a veteran who had experienced life and death for a long time. The information was wrong and he was shocked.
In this stunned effort, the sword struck, but the man was decisive. Thinking that his side had the numerical advantage and it was not time to risk his life, he retreated to avoid the fatal blow.
However, Qin Huaidao followed him like a shadow, using the power of his sword to strike hard with his sword, forcing the opponent to continue to retreat, or to block with his sword, whichever was more beneficial.
The opponent was extremely frustrated and knew that retreating would be more troublesome, so he dodged sideways.
"Pfft!"
However, the sword suddenly changed direction in the middle of the road, slashed at the lower body, and cut off one of the opponent's legs. He lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground. His cold eyes became horrified. He couldn't understand what kind of attack this was and how Qin Huaidao did it.
It has never been heard of in martial arts in the world.
The martial arts of later generations combine the essence of thousands of years of martial arts and are deduced by combining science and big data. It is simple and practical. It pursues killing with one hit with the smallest force, fastest speed and most direct way. Its moves are like that of an antelope.
Hanging in the corner, no trace can be found.
As an elite in the military, Qin Huaidao certainly knows this well!
"kill!"
There was a long roar, and fighting spirit surged into the sky.