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Chapter Thirty-Three Night Scimitar

The night is deep and quiet, and many people fall asleep. On the edge of the Yangtze River, there is a burly figure holding a bottle of wine in his hand, walking while drinking. He is the only one on the whole street. Apart from the sound of the wind, only his heavy footsteps echoed in the empty street.

"Hehe! I'm leaving tomorrow. Brother Yuan has a woman to accompany him to have fun, so I have to have a good time!"

He raised the bottle, raised his head and poured himself a sip of wine, then laughed and swung it hard, the bottle drew a parabola in the night sky and fell into the river. With a bang, the whole world returned to tranquility.

"You have to go back quickly. If Brother Yuan knows that I'm drinking, I'll be scolded again!"

Zheng Yong turned a corner and walked into a deep corridor.

This is a narrow and gloomy corridor. On both sides of the corridor are full of bamboo forests, with wind blowing by, and bamboo leaves whirling. Looking along the corridor, to the end, it is about twenty meters. It is a three-way intersection. In the middle of the road, there is a locust tree with lush branches and leaves. The wind blows, like an evil ghost, with its teeth and claws, making the corridor not shine in during the day and at night.

When Zheng Yong stepped into the first step in this corridor, the wind stopped, and the two rows of bamboo forests stopped shaking, without any sound, the entire corridor was silent like death!

"I heard that this is haunted?" Zheng Yong stopped and became suspicious. He touched his chin and glanced around, but found nothing.

"It would be great if a female ghost appeared, hehe, it would be better to be like Nie Xiaoqian!"

Zheng Yong said, strode forward without any haste.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Zheng Yong's steps were heavy and powerful, resounding throughout the corridor.

"Tsk! I thought there was really a ghost!" As we approached the end, Zheng Yong's mind completely relaxed.

And at this moment, the wind blew!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed by, and Zheng Yong couldn't help but open his eyes wide. It was a knife! A scimitar suddenly flashed from the darkness, and the blade exuded a cold chill, piercing his heart.

Fast! Too fast! And the time node is mastered so accurately! That Zheng Yong didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only retreat quickly. However, the knife was like a poisonous snake, following like a shadow, getting closer and closer to Zheng Yong's heart.

Seeing the blade getting closer and closer to his chest, Zheng Yong gritted his teeth and kicked his feet suddenly, turning two flips one after another, and narrowly avoided this tricky move.

However, before he could see who the person was, the knife paused in the air and rushed forward again. Brush! The blade slashed past his neck! The coldness from the tip of the knife passed through his skin, and the cold air rushed straight into his brain. Zheng Yong was creepy. His steps moved horizontally and flashed over again with a thrilling moment.

Crack! The blade fell into nothing again, and passed through the bamboo forest, and several bamboos broke in response to the sound.

Zheng Yong took this opportunity to dodge and retreat three steps away. He couldn't help but touch his neck and bleed! Fortunately, it was just scratching his skin, and it was not a big deal. However, at this time, he did not notice that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat! Zheng Yong finally came back to his senses. Although there was no light here, he still saw the appearance of the visitor clearly. This was a delicate woman with a frost face. It was she who killed him without any power to fight back, forcing him to walk around in front of the gate of hell.

"Who are you!" Zheng Yong roared angrily.

"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly, but she didn't stop. She raised the knife and rushed towards him. She was faster, as fast as lightning, several times faster than before. Zheng Yong had no choice but to retreat. It was too late to do anything. He gritted his teeth and straightened his chest to meet him. The knife became more and more enlarged in his pupils...

Brush! The blade pierced his chest and passed by.

Time seemed to stop! At this time, the two were very close, staring at each other, with their faces almost facing each other. If Zheng Yong had not exposed his back and still bleeding tips, they would be like a pair of close lovers at this time.

"Hehe! Niu'er, you're very fast, but I'm very strong!"

The woman changed color and wanted to get back to the knife. At this time, her neck was already pinched by a big hand. The hand was very powerful, making her breathless.

"Bang!" Zheng Yong pinched her neck with one hand and almost lifted her up. His face was ferocious, and he kicked her hard at her lower abdomen. She flew several feet away with someone and a knife. She was about to get up, but she realized that Zheng Yong had an extra gun in his hand, and the gun was facing her. She felt a sense of plausibility and placed the knife in front of her chest. He pulled the trigger.

"Do!" The bullet hit the knife.

"Bang bang!" Zheng Yong fired two shots in a row. When he was about to pull the trigger, the delicate woman in front of him was gone.

Zheng Yong stepped forward and found a pool of blood at the place where the woman had just disappeared. He looked around and his eyes were bright. After a while, there was no movement around him. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled bitterly, and sat on the ground, covering his chest. Blood kept flowing out of his chest, and his hands were already blood-red.

"Go back first and find medicine to bandage it. Damn, this girl is so fucking cruel. She almost killed me! Fortunately, she didn't stab the heart. This time, fortune telling is a big deal! Puff!" Zheng Yong endured the severe pain, vomited blood, and staggered and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

As the night became thicker and people were snoring, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes in a hotel. He put Huang Li's head on the pillow and walked out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Huang Li also woke up at this time.

"Asking the phone, you go to bed!" Wu Zhiyuan picked up his phone and saw that it was Zheng Yong's call. He frowned and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Yuan, come back soon, I was almost killed!" Zheng Yong's voice was weak on the other end of the phone.

"What?" Wu Zhiyuan jumped.

"I was stabbed and almost died!" Zheng Yong said weakly.

"You hold on, I'll come over right away!" Wu Zhiyuan hung up the phone and quickly put on his clothes.

"Are you leaving again?" Huang Li had already come to him and hugged him from behind.

"What happened to my brother, I have to go back!" Wu Zhiyuan glanced at several bottles of wine on the table, "Drink less wine in the future!"

"Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?" Huang Li walked up to him and tidied up her clothes.

"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan thoughtfully, looked at him deeply, and walked out the door without looking back.

"I'm sorry..." Huang Li looked at him leaving in a daze and murmured.
Chapter completed!
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