Ye Fan was shocked. Half a year ago, he might have been confused about the name.
But when he was involved in the world, he now knows that this is a gradually mythical figure, controlling one of the three cornerstones, the head of Truman.
The Kushin Hachiro, who was even more powerful in the world, knew Chu Shuai even more well.
The true king of the underground world of China is known to astronomy and geography, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his skills are even more unfathomable.
One word of his can shake the entire dark world, and one word of his can make countless heads roll on the ground.
Thinking of his hijacking such a person, Kusaki Hachiro didn't know whether it was an honor or a bad luck, he only felt that his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move.
"You are the one who has rarely pointed a gun at me in these years. Ten, twenty, or thirty years, I can't remember it..."
The old man in Tang suit looked at Kusaraka Hachiro and smiled: "It seems that you and I are really destined to be together."
Kusaki Hachiro trembled and said, "Are you Chu Shuai of Truman?"
The old man in Tang suit was humble and polite: "A little bit of a name."
"Bang bang bang--"
Kusaki Hachiro's face was extremely frightened: "Senior, I'm sorry..."
He apologized with fear and fear, but Ye Fan captured the fiery gaze he looked down when he lowered his head, which was a hysterical madness.
He couldn't help but roar: "Senior, be careful."
While showing his warning, Ye Fan flicked his finger and shot out a silver needle, hitting the right joint of Kusama Hachiro's right hand.
"Bang bang bang--"
Almost the same second, Kusaraka Hachiro suddenly raised his gun and wanted to shoot Chu Shuai in front of him.
Once Chu Shuai capsizes his boat in the gutter, he is the hero of Yangguo. Even if he is dismembered from the bones, he will die without regrets.
The hysterical nature of the people of Yang Guo is fully displayed.
Hachiro Kusakami who had just kept pulling the trigger suddenly found that his arm was hanging down as soon as he lifted it.
All five or six bullets were shot into the grass.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan ignored the flying bullets and rushed forward with a quick step, kicking Hachiro Kusaki over.
Kusaki Hachiro screamed, fell four feet towards the sky, pressing his fingers against the trigger and firing out the last bullet.
The bullet hit a stone, and it bounced violently, and shot it into Chu Shuai's chest.
Ye Fan shouted softly: "Be careful!"
"bite--"
Before Ye Fan could tell him the warning, Chu Shuai smiled faintly and pointed the Hu Gong who was playing the erhu.
With a crisp sound, the warhead landed on the ground, and there was no shadow seen in the grass.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped forward with another arrow, swept away the guns in Kushin Hachiro's hand, and then cut off his hands and feet.
"waste!"
Compared to Ye Fan's nervousness, Hu Niu is much more relaxed. She walked up with her hands on her back, with a hint of disdain in her eyes:
"If you can even kill my grandfather, wouldn't the four major families that were destroyed by my grandfather in the past, the eight great nobles, and the thirty-two tomb guards look very useless?"
"Also, don't think that those few shots you just now are very brave. The bullets you shoot will take revenge on your family ten times."
"Six bullets, sixty heads, your grass pheasant lineage will probably not be kept."
While speaking, she kicked off two poisonous fangs of Kusako Hachiro, and then cut off the venom from his collar.
The whole movement is not only smooth, but also very skillful, as if she has done this countless times.
However, Ye Fan still shouted: "Hu Niu, don't kill him, he is useful, I want to find out the master behind him."
"Don't worry, I won't kill him, I want him to live well."
Hu Niu smiled at Ye Fan: "I want him to witness the destruction of the grass pheasant lineage with his own eyes."
"And you don't need to ask about the master behind him."
"The grass pheasant lineage is almost all vassals of Beitingchuan."
"Kamichi Hachiro brings the suicide squad and kills you, ninety percent of it is the instigation of Beitingchuan."
"The cherry blossom pattern behind him is also a blood doctor..."
Hu Niu slowly guessed the details of Kusaraka Hachiro: "Just look for Beitingchuan to seek justice."
Kusaki Hachiro looked at Hu Niu with despair, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to kill someone, seek death, and even conceal his identity.
He could foresee the destruction of the grass pheasant lineage, and he could feel the heartache.
Ye Fan was relieved when he heard this, nodded, and then looked at Kushin Hachiro sympathetically.
He believed that Hu Niu and the others would do their best, six bullets and sixty heads, and Kusaki Hachiro probably regretted the six guns.
As for leaving Beitingchuan for him, I guess he was asking him to continue to investigate and finally uprooted it.
"Hu Niu, take him away. This is a park with a lot of people and the impact is not good."
The old man in Tang suit turned his head slightly and signaled that Hu Niu would take Kusaki Hachiro away.
Hu Niu nodded gently and grabbed the drafting keel Hachiro and left.
Although Kusaki Hachiro was not light, he was still taken away like a chicken by Hu Niu, which made Ye Fan respect this tough woman in awe.
Fortunately, Hu Niu won’t like someone like her. What she wants is a great hero, otherwise she would probably be beaten every day if she got married.
After Hu Niu and the others left, the old man Tang Hua looked at Ye Fan again, with a very kind smile:
"My friend Ye, I have heard of Daqi for a long time. When I see you today, I am indeed a Bodhisattva and a genius doctor."
"The winner is not decided, but he still does not forget the safety of others. He saves the children by the lake regardless of their safety. He just flew needles to protect me. It's very valuable."
Ye Fan did not care about pursuing the results, which made the old man appreciate it from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Fan hurriedly responded humbly: "You are polite, you have arisen because of me, and you should be destroyed because of me."
"Hahaha, what a person arose because of me and was destroyed because of me."
The boss laughed happily after hearing this: "Lao Yang and Hu Niu did not read you wrong. You are indeed a person worthy of being together."
"I'll get to know each other for the official, Shuai Chu!"
He took the initiative to extend his hand to Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan!"
Although they both knew the names and knew them a certain way, Ye Fan still held the old man's hand: "Sir, please give me some advice in the future!"
The old man shook Ye Fan's hand hard, giving him a warm and thick feeling, instantly bringing Ye Fan closer.
"I dare not take the advice."
"The new wave of the Yangtze River pushes the old wave. Now it is the world of your young people. I can't keep up with the times."
He invited Ye Fan: "But if Xiaoyou Ye doesn't dislike it, I'll be free in a few days. How about Zuodong treat you to a meal?"
Ye Fan hurriedly responded with a smile: "The honor is so great, but I should come to invite this meal to me, so how can I ask the senior to pay for it?"
"No, I'll do this."
The old man smiled and said, "In addition to saving Hu Niu and the others' lives, I also want to thank you Zhu Yeqing."
"It's your recipe for your wine that makes me feel extremely comfortable these months."
He spoke in a sincere tone: "So please give me a chance to invite this meal."
When the old man said this, Ye Fan could only smile and speak:
"That younger generation is worse than respectful, and you will be able to wait for the senior generation to summon him at any time."
Looking at Ye Fan's smile, Chu Shuai narrowed his eyes slightly, and then murmured: "It's so similar."
Ye Fan was stunned: "It's so similar, what does senior mean?"
"Your inadvertent smile just now reminds me of an old friend's son."
The old man looked into the distance with his hands on his back, and his eyes were filled with melancholy and loneliness:
"I hugged him and played with him more than half a month after he was born. He peeded at me and I was in a mess. He smiled when he saw this."
"I have remembered his smile for more than twenty years, just like the one you just smiled, clear, innocent, and clean."
"It's a pity that he disappeared shortly after the first month of the year. If he was still alive, he would be the same age as you..."