When Yuan heard this, he said angrily: "You are the one who is sneaking around!"
Chai Yan gently pulled Yuan's elbow and said calmly: "Madam, there is no need to be like this kind of person and lower our status!"
Yuan Yuan immediately nodded, and his anger instantly calmed down a bit.
Chai Yan looked at Han Jian again and asked calmly: "Han Jian, right? Since you are a killer and you appear here again, that means someone sent you to kill us?"
"Wrong!" Han Jian immediately denied: "It's not you, it's you!"
Then, Han Jian added: "Also, it's not the faction! It's someone who wants to buy your head!"
Yuan looked at each other angrily and said, "Just you?"
Han Jian patted the sword he held in his arms and stated: "I, Han Jian, have three things that I don't kill: women and children; I don't kill people with disabilities; I don't kill people who don't know martial arts!"
After saying that, Han Jian said to Yuan: "If you don't want to be a couple in hell with him, you'd better run away quickly."
"Ha ha ha ha......."
Just when Yuan Yuan was about to get angry and retaliate, Chai Yan beside him suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly.
Chai Yan's laughter was confident and full of sarcasm. The face covered by Han Jian suddenly became much gloomier than before. The hands clasped in front of his chest were also lowered. The sword in his left hand trembled slightly, vaguely arrogant.
Sword sign.
"You are still smiling when you are about to die!" Han Jian said.
Chai Yan stopped laughing and said in a mocking tone: "I never expected that I could meet a principled killer... It's rare, it's really rare..."
"Stop talking nonsense and accept your fate!"
After saying this, Han Jian raised his left hand and grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
Seeing Han Jian about to unsheath his sword, Chai Yan suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"
Han Jian's movements stagnated, and then he said: "If you have any last words, please finish them to your woman as soon as possible!"
Chai Yan immediately rolled his eyes, sighed and shook his head: "I said, you are too self-righteous, aren't you? You act as if you can definitely kill me, so you are not afraid of being slapped in the face later.
Was it taken care of by me?"
Han Jian didn't speak, he didn't take these words seriously at all.
Chai Yan raised his chin and asked: "Hey, Hanjian, let me ask you, who asked you to kill me?"
Han Jian still didn't speak.
Chai Yan suddenly clapped his hands and realized: "Oh! I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask this. You are a principled killer, right? Then you will definitely not reveal the identity of your employer! Uh...then I
Just ask something else, by the way, how much is my head worth? If you tell me this, it shouldn’t matter, right?"
Han Jian looked at Chai Yan for a while and said coldly: "Eight hundred taels."
"Gold?" Chai Yan asked, his expression full of expectation.
Han Jian's brows suddenly knitted together, wondering if there was something wrong with this person's mind?
But Han Jian immediately came back to his senses and laughed: "You, you still want to be worth eight hundred taels of gold? Haha, hahahaha..."
Han Jian seemed to have heard a big joke.
Chai Yan's face fell, and he turned to look at Yuyuan unhappily, complaining: "Madam, I'm so angry, my head is only worth eight hundred taels of silver, only eight hundred taels..."
Lu Yuan still didn't feel relaxed and said in a low voice: "Okay, don't joke now. I'm afraid this person will not be easy to deal with. We will have to be more careful in a while!"
Chai Yan immediately waved his hand to stop him and said: "Madam, I'll just deal with this guy. Didn't he just say no killing... Just in time, leave it to me. You can rest aside and take a look.
Enjoy the fun!"
"no......"
As soon as Yuanyuan expressed her objection, Chai Yan interrupted her.
"Madam, just listen to me. Every time something happens, madam, you are always the first to attack. It troubles me as a man like this, okay! If word gets out, your husband will be laughed at by outsiders! Madam
, you don’t want your husband-in-law to be too embarrassed, right?”
Seeing what Chai Yan said, Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment and then slowly lowered his sword.
"Then be careful!" Yuan still did not forget to warn him.
Chai Yan said confidently: "Madam, don't you trust me? If this guy can hurt me even a hair, I will chop off his head immediately and let him play like a ball!"
Yuan Yuan sheathed her sword silently, then took a few steps back and stood at the gate, turning into a silent spectator.
When Han Jian saw this, he didn't forget to mock: "Oh, you woman, you can't bear to watch your man being killed!"
"You're wrong, it's my wife who wants to see how I kill you!" Chai Yan never fails to talk.
Han Jian said disdainfully: "What's the use of being so talkative?"
"Why is it useless? I won the verbal battle, I feel so happy!"
As he spoke, Chai Yan began to roll up the sleeves of his left and right hands, as if he was planning to challenge.
"Clang!" Han Jian's sword was unsheathed in response.
Then there was a "clang", and he threw the scabbard on the ground beside him.
Suddenly, Chai Yan asked curiously: "By the way, I have another question, how did you know we live here?"
"Hmph..." Han Jian snorted coldly, and suddenly said sharply: "I will tell you slowly after I take the head off your neck!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Jian suddenly accelerated and approached, and the sword with a cold light in his hand was instantly in front of Chai Yan.
Let me go, the sword is quite fast!
Chai Yan hurriedly raised his arms to block, only to hear a "dang" sound, and the tip of the sword was blocked by Chai Yan's forearm.
What?
When Han Jian saw that his sword was actually blocked by Chai Yan with his unprotected hand, Han Jian couldn't help being shocked. He subconsciously took two steps back and said in a deep voice: "That's right, boy, there are indeed two brushes!"
Han Jian guessed that Chai Yan must have practiced some particularly powerful body-protecting skills, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be unable to hurt him with his sword, which is as sharp as clay!
"Not just two, five, six, seven or eight!" Chai Yan immediately shot back.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chai Yan waved his fist and took the initiative to attack Han Jian.
The next moment, the two were fighting fiercely...
After only a dozen moves had passed, Han Jian felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He discovered that not only Chai Yan's arms were as hard as iron, but other parts of his body were as well!
What's even more frightening is that Chai Yan's strength is astonishing. Every punch is powerful, heavy and menacing. It's hard to imagine that this is the explosive power of a weak body.
In terms of strength, Han Jian has nothing to fear, because he cannot and does not dare to take Chai Yan's punch head-on. After all, he has agile body skills and quick reactions, so it is not difficult to dodge.
After all, Han Jian's biggest headache is Chai Yan's invulnerable body. In the past dozen or so moves, he has tried to stab Chai Yan's body at several key points, but apart from his clothes being punctured, there was no damage to his body.
Any damage, every sword is like piercing the bronze man's body!
No, this guy is too evil!
Han Jian suddenly remembered Chai Yan's words. No wonder he just complained that he was only worth eight hundred taels of silver, not gold...
What a mistake. If I had known better, I would not have accepted this business!