number one leader

Chapter 62
Beside the carriage, a figure leaned forward, jumped onto the shaft nimbly, opened the curtain, and a face with slanted eyes and slanted mouth came into the carriage.

"Hehe. Mr. Chimushan knows his fate, I am Wu Yong. The Jianghu people give me the nickname Sickle Weasel. This is quite polite."

Wu Yong's face was full of complacency and arrogance, and under Ye Zhiming's calm eyes, he sat down even more loudly, stretched his legs and feet without seeing anything, and said with a smile on his face: "The things transported by the escort car are the It’s the birthday card, so it’s the ill-gotten wealth we got from the search. I, the five rats, take it, and I think it’s ‘doing justice for the sky’, and I hope you don’t take offense if you know it.”

"Which 'Heaven' are you replacing? Which 'Way' are you doing?"

Wu Yong who immediately asked this question faltered, not knowing how to answer.He also mentioned in passing that the slogan of "Walk the Way for Heaven" played by the Liangshan bandits above the rivers and lakes is quite touching.He even had the idea of ​​joining the bandit, because he wanted to take the money and donate it to some of the Liangshan bandits, so he would surely be able to get the top spot.

That's why, with all this effort, he took the risk of robbing the darts before the Taihu bandits.

"Master Zhi Ming, please don't ask if you have these things!" He was insulted in front of his face. His face was ugly, and his tone was a little unkind. He grinned and said: "I respect you, Master Zhi Ming, because he is a veteran of Ningzhou Wulin. Come and say goodbye in person, otherwise I can take your life with just one sword from outside!"

"Farewell to me?" Ye Zhiming had an indifferent smile on his face, looking at the general with a smile in his eyes, but his tone was secretly evil, "Isn't my good friend's son poisoned by the rising sun of your so-called sickle weasel? Are you being coerced because of this?"

"Hey." At this point, Wu Yong smiled triumphantly, "Gong Zhiming didn't expect that the head of the Three Mountains and Thirteen Peaks would poison you."

"Let me tell you, I got the red-tailed chafly powder from the red-tailed salamander in Fujian. Its toxicity is activated by internal force, causing people to lose consciousness and be in a daze. They can't distinguish between humans and animals for a moment, and they are stupid. .”

Ye Zhiming shook his head, just dusted off his robe and said, "Give me the antidote to the sun's poison at this moment, and I can spare your life."

"The old guy really doesn't know how to live or die!" Wu Yong scolded, "I just came here to give you a ride!"

After saying that, he secretly lifted his poisonous palm, ready to go with a crooked mouth and a smile.

This person in front of him is a well-known figure in Ningzhou's rivers and lakes. If he died under his own body, then his reputation will be greatly won!It is enough to compare with the master who always looks down on himself and drives him out!Thinking of this is already a little complacent.

"Really don't give it?" Ye Zhiming's eyes sparkled, and his tone was cold, "If that's the case, then I will find your master to get it!"

"If you are so young, you will die from now on!"

"Noisy!" Wu kicked with the sole of his foot, causing a storm with his poisonous palm, and moved straight forward.

However, halfway through the body, the poisonous palm was less than three inches in front of Ye Zhiming's face hall, but suddenly a white light lit up in his eyes, and blood splashed in the carriage.His whole body flew backwards like a piece of rag that was thrown away, and fell on the grass.

He felt great hatred in his heart, but Chu Sheng never poisoned him!But obviously saw him with his own eyes.
Wu Yong wanted to scream in resentment, but his eyes saw that his right hand had disappeared from nowhere, and the smooth incision on his wrist was spurting blood, which made him even more frightened and wanted to scream.But when he opened his mouth, he could only make a hissing sound. There was a red line cut in his throat, and the gushing blood couldn't be stopped. It was the sound of the throat being cut in an instant, sharp and penetrating.

Liangshan, he will not be able to go after all.

After Ye Zhi straightened his sleeves, he lifted his sword and got up from the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, got out of the carriage, and stepped over Wu Yong's body.

Coincidentally, Master Lai's carriage also opened the curtain, revealing that fat face.

The two were in the killing field, but their faces were calm, and their eyes met. Ye Zhiming looked away without saying a word, but his eyes fell on the old driver who was driving for Mr. Lai.But seeing the old man sitting on the shaft of the carriage, his old wrinkled face was full of no surprise or fear, there were bandits rushing up from time to time, but they all fell on their backs before they got close to the carriage.

After doing this three times, all the bandits were very frightened, but the old man just acted like an ordinary old man, with no sign of taking action.

The bandits learned how to be good, so they naturally avoided the carriage.

So Ye Zhiming laughed, but he took the initiative to salute the old coachman with his fists clasped together, so the latter also clasped his fists in salute far away.

"I don't know where the expert came from, where did he go? Why is he hiding among the bodyguards?"

The old coachman didn't move his mouth, but there was a deep hoarse voice, and he said:
"I came from the three mountains on the sea, and I went to travel the world, watching the heroes of the world."

"Gong Zhiming, let's go. I'm not a human being, so I don't cause karma. Whether this escort team is a blessing or a curse, whether it survives or perishes, it all depends on the shoulders of Zhiming Gong, so don't be distracted by me."

So Ye Zhiming also nodded, looked away, and then walked unhurriedly, calmly, and walked lightly into the field where the convoy was fighting with the bandits.The sword had a cold light, and the blood that shot out was still steaming. He passed through the chaotic area without a drop of blood on his robe, and came straight to Hong Xuan not far away.

Who would have thought that the fat man in front of him who called himself Guitou Dao would be so agile, no one would believe it for no reason, but Hong Xuan never expected to meet one tonight.

He picked up the white wax rod, avoiding the edge of the blade, and slammed it with a heavy pressure while sweeping across, but the fat man's figure moved flexibly, and the ghost head knife in his hand dropped his arm lightly, resting on it, He raised his hand to block the sweeping stick.

"Look at my trick!"

Hong Xuan's internal strength burst out, he roared suddenly, the long stick in his hand suddenly shook, and he swung his head forward like a swimming dragon, showing an indomitable momentum.The fat man held up the saber to meet the blade, and the other end of the white wax rod was pointed on the back of the saber, only heard a clear and long sound, and the sudden force pushed him back a few steps.

But within these few steps, Hong Xuan was walking like an arrow, and he stepped forward, and he was at a third of the length of the white wax pole. The top end was held in the hand, and here the top end turned into a tail, and with a turbulent castration, it was falling on the fat man's shoulder.

"Boom"

There was a muffled sound, and the fat on the fat man's shoulders was trembling uncontrollably.If an ordinary person was exposed to this stick, his shoulder bones would be shattered, and his whole body would be crushed to the ground by the force.But the fat man resisted in a daze because of his fat body.He also stepped forward as if nothing had happened, the saber radiated a cold light, and directly grabbed the head above Hong Xuan's shoulders.

Hong Xuan really did not expect such a situation, this killer move is one of the Buddhist Arhat sticks on the 36th road of Tiantai Temple, if one stick is thrown down, even the bluestone should be cracked and shattered, who knows that this guy who is full of fat can still Unload!
The light of the saber was swift and swift, and the castration was hard to stop. Hong Xuan's mind was blank at the moment.

The man immediately lost his sense of measure and hurriedly tried to retreat, but the sword flash was faster, and just as he was about to arrive in a blink of an eye, a hand was pressed against his back.

Immediately, there was a crisp sound of "铛!", which exploded in Hong Xuan's ears.

When he looked back, it was Ye Zhiming who withdrew his left palm with a flat face, and it was the right sword that was pointed obliquely, and the sword body was trembling.

The sword that hit the knife was so powerful that Fat Pig even took several steps back before standing still and letting go, the fat all over his body trembling.He also looked at the person with some palpitations, only to feel that the excitement in his heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by indescribable timidity.

"Chimu Mountain Zhiming Gong?"

Asked tentatively, seeing the other party nodding, he lost three souls and seven souls, but turned around and started to run.

"How dare you come to rob the escort team that I am in charge of?" Ye Zhiming stepped out with the sole of his foot and his body was as light as a flying swallow.

"Leave them all to me!"

(End of this chapter)