Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 7 Bloody

Another day of hard training.

Wei Tao walked quickly on the long street under the silver moonlight.

The backs of batches of registered disciples who left sadly appeared in front of them.

They have been practicing hard in the martial arts gym for more than three months, but they still can't meet the entry requirements of the red line boxing, so they can only give up and find another way to make a living.

However, in this kind of world, it is not easy to have a stable livelihood.

In the end, either they are reduced to the bottom of the struggle to survive, or they join a certain gang, live a bloody life, and disappear without a sound at any time.

Although he was not familiar with those registered disciples and had not spoken a few words from the beginning to the end, the departure of more and more people still brought a lot of pressure to Wei Tao.

"If you can't meet the entry requirements, you can't become a formal disciple."

"Even if you become an official disciple, if you can't improve step by step, you can only go out to be a housekeeper and a thug."

"There's still half a month at most, and I'm about to complete the three-month deadline."

"Although I have taken over the management of the martial arts hall now, in this increasingly chaotic world, if I don't have enough strength to stand by, it will be nothing in the end."

He sighed secretly, and looked down at the palms of his hands.

After more than two months of grinding, coupled with the addition of the stone lock training method that has reached the level of entry into the hall, he is only one line away from reaching the standard of entry, but it is just this line of difference, it seems that he can cross it with a slight lift of his foot. But it's like a gap, no matter how hard you try, you can't bridge it.

The shops on both sides of the long street have already closed their doors, only the restaurants and casinos are still lit, and all kinds of noisy sounds can be heard far away under the night.

If the entire Cangyuan City is divided into several areas, the inner city is undoubtedly the settlement of the rich and powerful, and ordinary people rarely have the opportunity to enter it.

Even in the outer city, there are different classes.

The places close to the inner city are relatively prosperous and safe, which is equivalent to high-end communities where the middle class gathers together, and the further outward, the more dilapidated and chaotic, until they enter the slums of the bottom quagmire.

The location of the Red Line Martial Arts Hall is a house close to the inner city, where various gangs have restrained themselves, and there are even night patrols by officers and soldiers. Compared with the fringe area where Wei Tao lives, it is undoubtedly much safer and more orderly.

After all, those who can live on the edge of the inner city either have certain strength or are inextricably linked with the inner city.

Perhaps the shopkeeper of an ordinary pawn shop by the roadside might be the white gloves of a nobleman in the inner city, and once provoked, he would be suppressed and hit like thunder.

A few days ago when he was having dinner at the Wuyi Gang, he heard that the leader of the Wuyi gang was chased to the mountains and hacked to death because he had no eyesight and angered the owner of a shop near the inner city. could not find it.

A gust of night wind blew by, Wei Tao restrained his thoughts, quietly clenched the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and became more cautious.

Going forward, you will enter the chaotic slums, and under the cover of night, there are unpredictable dangers lurking everywhere.

As the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people's night, when it rains and kills people on cloudy days.

Passing by the dark alley near the noisy casino, Wei Tao faintly heard the sound of sharp knives piercing flesh.

There is also a very faint smell of blood wafting down the wind.

"Dare to pick and hang banknotes in Seventh Uncle's place, you are quite courageous."

"It's still Mr. Huang's money, even if the Heavenly King Laozi comes, he can't save you!"

"Hurry up, Young Master Huang has just spoken, let's hurry up and take him back to see who is short-sighted and dares to break ground on his old man's head."

Wei Tao turned a blind eye to this and didn't hear it, he just quickened his pace.

Because of Senior Brother Suo in the inner courtyard of the martial arts school, he had also heard about the name of Seventh Uncle, and many stories about him. The deputy swordsman ended the battle in a tie, establishing his position in the outer city in one fell swoop.

But for Mr. Huang, he only knows that he is the young master of the Huang family in the inner city. He likes to hang out at the prostitutes in the outer city and spends a lot of money without even frowning.

All of a sudden, the sound of clothes flapping, the sound of swords clashing, and muffled murmurs came from the alley behind him at the same time.

"Suddenly there was a fight."

"From the sound, it seems that the accomplice who picks and hangs the banknotes has come. The thugs who watched the scene suffered a loss, and maybe even died."

"It's very dangerous here, if you are not careful, you will be involved, you must stay away immediately."

A few thoughts flashed in Wei Tao's mind, and he immediately ran forward along the long street for a certain distance, then plunged into the dark alley beside the road, and ran towards home without stopping.

Click!

A dead branch was broken under his feet, and he stopped in front of a messy shack.

The intermittent heavy breathing and the faint smell of blood all reminded him that something was wrong here.

Although passing through this alley and making a turn forward to return home, Wei Tao didn't hesitate, and jumped over the wall into a dilapidated courtyard.

After a while, dense footsteps sounded from far to near, quickly approaching the location of the shack.

There is also the whining of hounds in the middle.

"There is a smell of blood, people should be hiding here."

"Be careful, the idea is tricky."

"Mr. Huang said, whoever catches this bitch and goes back will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

Wei Tao hid in the hay pile by the wall, covered his mouth and nose and remained motionless, listening to the commotion outside.

Accompanied by the sound of Cang Langlang drawing his sword, but also the faint sound of silk and bamboo singing quietly came under the dark night.

On both sides of the alley, figures in white clothes appeared one after another, surrounding the thugs belonging to Seventh Uncle.

"Gods and Buddhas are born, King Ming is born."

"The saint descends, and the golden light surges."

"Those who get the talisman water can dispel diseases and evils."

"There is one family in the world, and we share peace."

"Everywhere is uneven, no one is full and warm."

"Enjoy the heaven of bliss forever, and turn all the people over."

The sound of singing is lingering and breathtaking, and people can't help being intoxicated by hearing it, and don't know what year it is.

Wei Tao frowned, trying to keep his consciousness clear.

It's just that deep in my heart, there have been waves of waves.

He had heard the first three lines of the chants during the day, but they could be classified as ordinary worship and preaching, which is normal in the current chaotic world.

However, the last three sentences I heard just now are different, and they can definitely be called undisguised rebellious slogans.

Regardless of whether it is in a prosperous age or a troubled age, as long as the imperial power still exists, it is a situation where once it is discovered, it will be bloodily suppressed.

So, now it's a big deal.

From picking and stealing money and fighting in the rivers and lakes, it suddenly fast forwarded to secret associations and plotting rebellion.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Kill them, then go back and report to Seventh Uncle and Mr. Huang, and put an end to this crazy red lantern festival!"

The leader of the thug gave a low shout, and took the lead with a knife.

The two sides collided violently, and a bloody and cruel fight started in an instant.

A figure flew high and crashed into a wall on one side. A large amount of earth and rocks fell down and hit the haystack, making the surroundings a mess.

The fierce battle only lasted for a few breaths before it came to an end. The rest was the movement of dragging the corpse and cleaning it up. Wei Tao huddled in the haystack and did not dare to move. Not a sound came out.

Unknowingly, half a quarter of an hour later, a woman outside the wall suddenly said, "These people should have no other backup. Check the surroundings carefully, and then they can retreat."

"Xiangzhu, what should we do with this couple?" A man asked.

"Bring people back, you must find out whether the appearance of this group of people has anything to do with our secret meeting tonight."

"My subordinate understands."

Pfft!
A figure jumped into the yard.

Wei Tao held his breath and clenched his dagger tightly.

Fortunately, that person didn't carefully examine the haystack covered by a large pile of earth and rocks, let alone know that there was a living person hidden in it.

Another period of time passed before Wei Tao slowly emerged from the pile of hay, looked left and right for no one, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the pitch-black night.

(End of this chapter)