Ye Cheng secretly smiled. It seems that the Middle-earth players in Yunzhou City are not as united as they imagined. Even with the current enemy, they are still fighting and killing each other. It seems that the sect dispute has been deeply rooted.
Sooner or later something big will happen.
With a slight glance, his smile became even stronger. The swordsman walking three feet behind him had an angry look on his face, while Duan Tian beside him had already drawn his long sword and hurriedly rushed into the small building.
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There was a good show to watch, so of course you shouldn’t miss it. I followed everyone into the small restaurant.
Duan Tian yelled with an angry look on his face: "Who made such arrogant remarks just now? Stand up for me!"
The tables in the restaurant were actually full of people. Seeing that there was a good show, everyone stopped and watched, and even looked directly to the second floor, as if to say, "That person is upstairs."
Sure enough, after a while, a head popped out from upstairs, a white-faced boy, and said with a raging expression: "What's wrong? Do you want to avenge an injustice? Yue Buqun of the Huashan Sect was defeated by an abandoned disciple, and everyone in the world has long been wiped out.
As everyone knows, I killed them in order to make them commit suicide and be reborn quickly, and switch to other schools, so as not to waste time and learn nothing!"
"Haha, the second brother is right. It's better to join our Beggar Gang and still have some development!"
"Brother is right, our Beggar Clan's martial arts are the best in the world, Shaolin Wudang is just bullshit!"
"Ha ha--"
Ye Cheng secretly sneered. I really don’t know where these people came from. To say such shameless words in front of a restaurant full of people is simply making people laugh out loud. The masters of various martial arts sects in the world are even stronger.
Even if we can't explain clearly, those who dare to make rash judgments are like a frog in a well.
At this moment, the swordsman outside the house also came in, glanced at the people upstairs, and said in a deep voice: "Get out of here. I pretend I didn't hear what you said today, get out!"
Dozens of people who followed the swordsman immediately poured into the restaurant, rushed to the second floor, and surrounded the table of five people. Senhan's long sword was even more alive, making people dare not joke.
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A man sitting at the wine table, about thirty years old, with an old-fashioned look on his face, said coldly: "Who are you? If you dare to use knives or guns on us in Yunzhou City, you don't know whether you will live or die, right?"
Upon hearing this, everyone knew that they must be members of local gangs. As the saying goes, strong dragons cannot suppress local gangsters. Foreign masters who are not familiar with the place must be careful. After all, it is not a good thing for these people to cause obstacles for them.
However, these people may have hit a brick wall today. Who is the swordsman? After all, it was the Huashan sect's clubhouse who spoke. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said to the astonished eyes of the players around him: "Except for this person who spoke, the others
Kill it for me!"
Facing so many Huashan disciples, there were only five players at the table. How could they be opponents? There was a burst of swords and swords. Except for the boss who spoke, the rest were all reduced to pieces of meat on the ground. A strong bloody atmosphere quickly filled the restaurant.
Not everyone has experienced such a bloody scene. At least three people covered their mouths and vomited. Of course, these three people were all women.
The game has been playing for so long, and the players have basically grown up. They are no longer the rookies who have never seen blood before. Even if someone has not experienced this level of blood, it is not so difficult to resist. Female players are naturally an exception.
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The man who was so arrogant before was also a little panicked. He didn't expect that the swordsman would kill him as soon as he asked, and chop him into pieces in a very bloody manner.
Death is not terrible, but the feeling of being tortured is very uncomfortable. If you watch your limbs being chopped off little by little, even if you can hold back, you can't bear the feeling of fear.
The swordsman slowly walked up to the second floor, glanced at the man, and pulled out the long sword from his waist with a nonchalant expression, and said with a chill: "No matter who you are, you can kill those people, but you are the one who insults a sect.
That’s wrong, at least you don’t have this strength yet!”
He raised his long sword and lightly scratched the man's ear. A stream of blood suddenly burst out, flowing along the flat incision and into his neck. Pain and panic spread into his heart, and his weak body kept trembling.
"Go away, if you don't accept it, you can find someone to take revenge. I'll wait for you here!"
Without enough time to heal his wound, the man rushed down the stairs with a panicked look on his face and hurriedly rushed outside. However, when he passed by Ye Cheng, he still caught a cold light in the man's eyes.
"He's a tough guy to deal with. It seems like this scene isn't over yet!"
Being made such a fuss, some people in the restaurant threw down their money and left, leaving many tables empty.
Ye Cheng casually found a table next to him and sat down. While taking a break, he looked at the swordsmen and others who had occupied the empty tables upstairs, wanting to see how they would understand what was going on below.
Time passed bit by bit, and sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, a group of people appeared on the street, surrounding the small restaurant. Looking from the gate, the man with his ears cut off was standing next to someone's ear.
He kept muttering something, gesticulating from time to time, and looked very angry.
The swordsmen and others upstairs had almost finished eating and drinking, and dozens of people calmly walked down to the second floor and walked into the lobby. Looking at the posture in front of them, they sneered: "There are some tricks to gather so many people so quickly!
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The man shouted: "Boy, if you dare to touch us in Yunzhou City, you are simply seeking death. How can you mess with our Cangqiong Society?"
"Qingqiong? Such a big tone. A small gang that hasn't even left a state can have such a big tone. It's a pity that the strength is too unsightly. I feel sorry for such a domineering name!"
The swordsman said disdainfully and looked at the group of people surrounding the door. It seemed that these teams of three hundred people were just a bunch of rubbish, a group of weak beings that could be wiped out at any time.
"you--"
"roll!"
Before the man could finish speaking, the swordsman shouted loudly, and with his deep inner strength, he roared like a tiger, instantly suppressing the noise on the long street. The flash in his eyes seemed to express his inner unhappiness at the moment.
, the faint murderous intention was like a wild horse running wild among the crowd.
"Such a strong murderous aura!" Ye Cheng was secretly shocked and couldn't help but look at the swordsman twice more. He didn't expect that he was so strong. From the strength of his aura when he roared just now, he could still tell how powerful he was.
Quite roughly, he is naturally a master who has half a foot in the innate world.
"Your Excellency is very good at your work, and your tone is very strong. No matter who you are, when you come to Yunzhou, you must abide by the rules!"
The man who stood aside and remained silent spoke quietly, glancing at the swordsman with his eyes, as if to vent his dissatisfaction.
The swordsman snorted coldly: "There are not many people who can make rules. I have never heard of the rules in Yunzhou City!"
"You are very courageous if you dare to touch anyone from my Cangqiong Society!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the players around him heard the sound of swords being drawn out of their sheaths, and the long street was immediately filled with murder and ferocity.
The people brought by the swordsmen were not mediocre. The moment the opponent's sword was unsheathed, they had quickly moved into a circle and stared at the player in front of them. As long as the opponent made little movement, they would naturally do it immediately.
Yes, they use the long swords in their hands to pierce the opponent's body.
Ye Cheng shook his head secretly. The quality displayed by these formally trained players is quite good. At least the team brought by the swordsman should be quite good. Their consciousness and strength are both excellent. It seems that this time he is prepared.
It's time to let go of your hands and feet and do something big.
There were more and more people on the streets, and it would be fine if ordinary people were causing trouble. But today, outsiders such as swordsmen directly fought with local gangs, and they were overwhelming the local gangs.
Just when Ye Cheng was wondering whether the two parties would fight, two people slowly walked towards the end of the long street.
"Nanfeng, why are you so angry? Why don't you put your sword away quickly? I am a guest after all!"
Ye Cheng followed the sound and looked at it. The corner of his eye moved. One of the two people who came over was Shuimu, who had had a confrontation in Weinan City. Standing next to him was an extremely tall and fat man. With his face
The smile on his face was covered by fat.
"It's just like a meat ball!" Ye Cheng thought to himself.
However, it was the arrival of this meat ball that caused the Cang Qiong Society member, known as Nanfeng, to remain silent for a while and then waved his hand to signal the surrounding men to put away their weapons.
Meatball walked slowly through the crowd and said with a smile: "This must be the swordsman brother of the Huashan Sword Sect. It is better to meet him than to be famous. I am lucky to meet you today!"
The swordsman also waved his hand, and the Huashan disciple behind him sheathed his sword without hesitation, and then said: "I am lucky too. I didn't expect to meet Brother Kusha and Brother Shuimu today. What a good luck!
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Shuimu shook his head and said: "Brother Swordsman, why do you have such a bad temper when you come here?"
The swordsman was not a reckless person. He glanced at Nanfeng and chuckled: "It's nothing, just a little friction!"
Kusha slowly passed through the crowd and walked over. His trembling fat body trembled. He patted Nanfeng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Nanfeng, this is a swordsman of the Huashan Sword Sect.
No. 1, our place is just a remote and small place, and we are not well-informed, but it makes Brother Swordsman laugh!"
Nanfeng's face changed slightly, he cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Brother Swordsman. I was reckless just now. Please forgive me!"
The swordsman is not an arrogant person, and the other party has lowered his status. If he still doesn't know what is good and what is good, the problem will not be solved. He also smiled and said: "Since it is all a misunderstanding, forget it, I have other important things.
It needs to be done, Brother Kusha, Brother Shuimu, let’s just say goodbye!”
Shuimu waved his hand and said softly: "Brother swordsman, don't be anxious. I also heard that you have just entered the city, so I have something important to discuss with you. I wonder if we can talk inside?"
The swordsman was slightly startled, then nodded, and entered the restaurant with Kusha and Shuimu. However, Nanfeng at the door did not mention it at all, and seemed a bit indifferent.
Nan Feng sheathed his long sword and looked up at the three people who entered the restaurant with resentful expressions on their faces. However, when he turned around and led the people away, Ye Cheng clearly saw the sinister look in his eyes.
"It seems that this small Yunzhou City has become a place of right and wrong. I'm afraid it won't be as simple as imagined!"
Ye Cheng turned around and left. He had to be careful when traveling outside the Great Wall. At least all kinds of supplies should be sufficient. This place of death for Middle-earth players is not so easy to set foot in.
