Volume 1: Storm in the Western Region Chapter 32: True Face
There is a secret door in the gambling house that leads to the fireworks place on the next floor.
The young man took the lead, and the others sandwiched Zhao Rang in the middle.
Two and a half fists walked out from behind the counter, raised the curtain himself, opened the secret door, and said:
"Dear guest, please go slowly and have fun down there!"
Zhao Rang nodded slightly at him.
After all, delivering the fruit plate with two and a half punches just now actually saved him from the siege. Zhao Rang still remembered this favor.
It's just that he is more worried about Yuan Kexin's safety now!
The people here have completely abandoned the so-called "morality" and "rules". During the day, Wang Qingshan wanted to attack Yuan Kexin, but luckily he blocked him. Now, the opponent caught him and directly attacked Yuan Kexin.
Xin held it in his hand as a threat.
Zhao Rang despised this kind of unscrupulous behavior. But now, he had nothing to do.
Walking down the stairs behind the secret door, the sweet smell of powder made Zhao Rang frown.
The lower floor is much dimmer than the gambling house.
All the lampshades are covered with a layer of red gauze, giving people an illusory feeling, as if they are in a dream.
The floor was covered with thick carpet, and Zhao Rang's every step felt like he was walking on clouds.
He opened his eyes hard, trying to adapt to the atmosphere and smell here as quickly as possible, and at the same time, he stared closely at the young man walking in front.
Walking to the middle of the corridor, the young man opened the door and walked into a room on the right.
Just as Zhao Rang was about to follow him in, someone behind him pressed his shoulder and signaled him to hand over the knife.
Zhao Rang had no other choice but to take off the knife from his waist and hand it over.
But the other party seemed not satisfied yet, and pointed at the blouse Zhao Rang was wearing.
Zhao Rang suppressed his temper, took off his blouse again, threw it heavily on the ground, and then entered the house.
There is nothing special about the room, except for the vertical wall in the middle, which makes the space a little cramped.
A huge tapestry hangs on the wall, with symmetrical patterns extending from the four corners to the center.
In the center is a huge falcon rising from the sky.
The falcon carries a bright star on its back.
The last time Zhao Rang saw the eagle pattern, it was on the blood eagle warriors under Xifeng Lie in the Merchant Alliance.
However, the eagle worn by the Blood Eagle Warrior has no stars behind it and its posture is slightly different.
However, in the Western Regions, the status occupied by the eagle is no different from that of Dawei people who like dragons and phoenixes, so Zhao Rang could not see why.
The young man stood next to the tapestry. After Zhao Rang took a closer look, he stretched out his hand and pulled the lanyard hanging next to it, and the tapestry was rolled up layer by layer.
What the tapestry covered was actually a wall made of colored glass!
Such huge and complete colored glaze is extremely rare in Dawei, and there is no method of forging colored glaze in the Western Regions. It can only be purchased from Dawei at a sky-high price, and then transported here in a bumpy way.
Only then did Zhao Rang realize that the reason why the room seemed small was because the glazed wall separated a large area of the room.
In the partitioned space, there is an iron cage.
In the iron cage, there was a girl lying, seemingly asleep, motionless and extremely quiet.
The young man snapped his fingers, and the glazed partition immediately became bright. Only then did Zhao Rang see clearly that the girl lying in the iron cage was Yuan Kexin!
"What's up with her?!"
Zhao Rang was filled with anger and could no longer suppress it, so he took the lead.
But he didn't have a knife in his hand, so he had to fight with fists and kicks that he was not good at.
Zhao Rang flew forward and kicked the young man in the middle, but the young man didn't even try to dodge. Instead, he puffed up his chest, took Zhao Rang's kick, and then punched out.
Zhao Rang couldn't change his moves in the air, and he had no way to turn his body around. He had no choice but to shrink his arms to block, but he was still knocked backwards by the punch.
With just this move, it can be seen that the young man's boxing and kicking skills are definitely superior to Zhao Rang's.
Zhao Rang expected that if he only used fists and feet, he would be unable to do everything, so he wanted to take his sword back.
Unexpectedly, young people are extremely fast.
As soon as Zhao Rang stood up, he immediately came over.
The punches thrown out in haste had no power, and the young man was motionless, posing no threat at all.
Instead, Zhao Rang was hit by a swinging punch from the young man's right hand!
An iron-rod-like arm came at him. Zhao Rang raised his arms to block, but the young man changed his move midway. He twisted his body and pressed down on Zhao Rang's forearm, then pulled it down, breaking the defense.
Zhao Rang quickly crouched down and barely managed to avoid the young man's elbow attack.
As a result, he staggered, and the young man caught him in the middle, kicked him in the chest, and fell solidly to the ground.
The severe pain in his chest made Zhao Rang unable to breathe for a while, and a fishy sweetness oozed from his throat.
He forcibly raised his strength and suppressed it temporarily, then stood up despite the pain and attacked again.
This time Zhao Rang changed his tactics.
He threw out his left fist first as a feint attack. When the young man raised his arm to block, he responded in his own way, using his strength to pull down to break the block. At the same time, he immediately followed up with a punch from his right hand.
The young man did not expect that Zhao Rang could learn and sell immediately, so he quickly bent down to avoid it.
Zhao Rang pressed down his hands, hugged the young man's neck, and knocked his head toward his knees.
Unexpectedly, the young man moved faster and punched Zhao Rang hard under the arm.
Zhao Rang's whole body fell sideways and rolled on the spot before he stopped.
The young man became more aggressive, roared, and kicked several times, forcing Zhao Rang to dodge and retreat to the corner.
Although Zhao Rang's moves are flexible, he is really not good at fists and kicks and is extremely passive...
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Rang suddenly thought that although he did not have a knife in his hand, couldn't his fists and feet be used as swords?
I am not good at boxing and kicking, so I don't need to fight him hard. If I use my fists and feet to perform sword moves, wouldn't it be able to make up for what I am not good at? Maybe it can also surprise the opponent and make him unable to touch him.
Clear your own path.
Just as he was thinking about something, the young man kicked him in the air and attacked again.
Zhao Rang directly raised his leg and pulled it sideways, stopping him in mid-air, and then kicked him out.
The young man was stunned. He didn't understand why Zhao Rang could suddenly improve so much!
When Zhao Rang saw that it was effective, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised!
If that leg had been a knife, this young man would have become a cripple!
The young man was hit by Zhao Rang's kick, but he didn't dare to be careless. After gathering his nerves, he stepped forward, raised his right leg and kicked Zhao Rang again under the armpit where he had just been punched.
Zhao Rang jumped sideways to avoid the blow, jumped up high, mobilized his strength, and punched the young man with all his strength, hitting the young man's chest.
When the young man saw Zhao Rang repeating his old tricks, he didn't take it seriously. He felt that he could handle it with his external hard skills.
But when the punch came into contact with his body, the young man's expression suddenly changed.
He shouted loudly and took several steps back before barely standing still.
"It's not rude to come back but not reciprocate, this is what I pay back to you!"
Zhao Rang said, but his figure was not slow. He rushed forward with a lunge, using his fists as knives, and punched out quickly.
With such a punch speed, the power should not be strong.
But starting from the second punch, Zhao Rang's punch speed remained unchanged, but his power was superimposed with each punch, like a river flowing eastward, endlessly!
After being encouraged to resist three punches, the young man had reached his limit.
With the fourth punch, Zhao Rang hit him firmly on the face.
"Crack!"
The mask on the young man's face was in pieces.
"It's you!"
Zhao Rang exclaimed after seeing the young man's face clearly.
This young man is the guy from the inn where he lives who is proficient in Da Wei!
No wonder Yuan Kexin was caught so easily. It turned out that ever since the three of them checked into this inn, they had been in the trap without even realizing it.
At first, this guy used the excuse that there were many caravans coming and going, so Dawei's words were smooth and he and others did not become suspicious.
After all, trade has been going on for a long time, and both brothers Yuan Mingkong and Yuan Kexin can speak proficient Western dialect. Thinking about it on the other hand, it is not impossible.
Zhao Rang thought that he and others had secret conversations with the horse dealer, old scholar, Sanshan and others, and they must be under the control of this guy.
And with his strong body and hard horse's fist and kick skills, those who can subdue and drive him will naturally not be ordinary people.
In the final analysis, it was Zhao who made them underestimate this place.
How can the majestic royal city of one of the Four Kingdoms in the Western Region be a simple place?
The man struggled to get up from the ground. Zhao Rang's punch broke his eyebrow bone, so that half of his face was soaked in blood, which looked extremely terrifying.
But he was still unwilling to give in. He yelled and punched.
"enough!"
A very majestic voice came from the darkness behind.
The person who said this is still a woman.
Upon hearing this scolding, the fist that the man had just raised immediately fell down and hung by his side.
At the same time, he turned around, lowered his head, and prostrated himself towards the place where the voice came from.
Soon, a beautiful figure appeared in front of Zhao Rang.
The visitor is a woman from the Western Region.
Tall and tall, with delicate and three-dimensional facial features.
Wearing a bright red dress, the skirt was embroidered with blooming pomegranate flowers with gold threads and gems. The long skirt swayed and dragged the floor as she walked, like the sunset from the horizon flowing over the earth.
A pair of blue eyes, like the deep sea, shine with a soul-stirring light.
But she acted with complete indifference, as if she were a goddess from the Tianshan Mountains descending to earth, overlooking all living beings.
"roll!"
The woman walked up to the waiter and softly uttered one word.
When the waiter heard this, he shivered and huddled up, and actually rolled back...
It wasn't until his figure and sound were completely engulfed by the darkness behind the house that the woman continued to walk forward, nodded slightly to Zhao Rang, with a slight smile, and said in extremely standard words of authority:
"This servant is ignorant, I hope Mr. Zhao will not blame you!"
Seeing that Zhao Rang was indifferent, the woman continued.
"The Zhao family in the north is famous for its reputation. When people who practice martial arts meet, they will inevitably want to test their skills and see who they are. Master Zhao, those who practice martial arts, must understand what this young man is thinking, right?"
This woman was very polite in her words, but Yuan Kexin was still locked in an iron cage and her situation was unknown. Zhao Rang was in no mood to talk nonsense with her. He raised his finger and pointed at Yuan Kexin behind the glazed wall and said coldly: