[Quick Transmigration] Xiao Shou is always dying

"Brother, take this." Lu Jin's pupils shrank for a moment as his hand was stuffed into the handle of the knife. Seeing Xiao Mu's slightly curved smile, he couldn't say a word to stop him. Putting on a counterattack posture, he took half a step sideways to block Xiao Mu's body, and threw a handkerchief to Xiao Mu.

The other party was obviously also suspicious of Xiao Mu's action, and looked at each other to be wary of Xiao Mu's action - it wasn't that they were cowardly, but they were just shocked. They never thought that a half-grown child could be with them. So many people are stalemate and faintly gain the upper hand, which makes them psychologically afraid.

His eyes flickered for a while, Xiao Mu smiled, his eyes swept across the person opposite, those shining eyes made people feel chills over and over again, he moved his footsteps slightly, taking advantage of the fact that the opposite side was still on guard, and there was a knife next to him Lu Jin was guarding him, Xiao Mu kicked the car door at a strange angle, twisted his body flexibly, and took out something from the car with a hook. The hands that were hastily bound with a handkerchief pulled the rope of the beautiful cloth bag of the flute box, and took out the box from it. The cloth bag was thrown on the ground casually, and something was taken out of the box. The box that was cherished at first is now like garbage Usually, it was thrown on the ground without hesitation, and the flute rolled out of the box, stained with dust.

Obviously Xiao Mu's whole movement is very fast, but even every small movement of his fingers seems to be zoomed in and played slowly in front of his eyes, clear and clear, even the sticky blood stains on the wooden box are clearly visible printed on the eyelids.

In the end, what Xiao Mu held in both hands was a three-foot-long...sword?knife?And Xiao Mu held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and the scabbard with his left hand, and put the knife across his chest. The distance between his hands widened, and the black scabbard gradually faded away, revealing the sharp cold light that opened in it.

This is... Taidao.Lu Jin remembered that after the performance of "Mrs. Sun", Xiao Mu said that he wanted to revisit the way of swordsmanship, but he acted like a baby and begged several times in front of Xiao Liling. Because of this relationship, Xiao Mu approved this sharp knife. At that time, he also said that if the craftsmanship of the Tang knife had not been lost, Xiao Mu would not be allowed to use the Tai knife.Since the knife was delivered, it was almost forgotten by everyone. Although it was recorded in the book, Xiao Liling thought that Xiao Mu was just a child who worshiped power, and didn't think Xiao Mu would really cause any trouble with it.

The scabbard was thrown on the ground, and the full form of the knife was revealed in front of everyone. At the same time, Xiao Mu moved!

Lu Jin held his breath from the moment Xiao Mu stepped out. Although he had never seen this scene before, he felt so familiar!The movements of Xiao Mu's wrists, turning, bending and hooking, and the changes in the sword strokes he brought out were familiar to him, as if there was a young man in his mind who also danced with a sword.

Lu Jin didn't know the way of swordsmanship, and at this moment, he actually felt that Xiao Mu's swordplay was extremely exquisite, even beyond his common sense, making him feel... It seemed that such exquisite swordplay only appeared in martial arts novels.

What's strange is that Lu Jin clearly knows that he doesn't know how to do swordsmanship, and he has never practiced it, yet he still feels familiar.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground awakened Lu Jin, and the picture that was about to come out of his mind was also annihilated under the many thoughts that surged up in an instant. The appearance of the fallen person made Lu Jin's heart tremble. Tone——Xiao Mu is still Xiao Mu, even if he is crazy, he is still very measured, he didn't really hack anyone to death, but the injury is not easy.

Although it was others who started the trouble today, if someone died, it might not end well if there was a real disturbance.Moreover, Lu Jin has no plans to let Xiao Liling know about this matter.

Seeing Xiao Mu fight the enemy further and further away from him, no, it should be said that the enemy is fighting and retreating, Lu Jin finally understands why Xiao Mu in the previous life was so good at fencing when he was in college—it was simply He was born to hold a sword. The sword in his hands seems to have its own life. The attack and defense are like clouds and flowing water. While giving people a beautiful visual enjoyment, it also engraves such a powerful feeling in people's hearts. His person feels even worse.

With fear in your heart, it will be difficult to win.

Seeing Xiao Mu kick Huang Mao to the ground again, and quickly stepped on Huang Mao's chest to prevent him from getting up, Lu Jin realized that at this moment, only he and Huang Mao were left standing among the people standing. Xiao Mu!And Xiao Mu's state at the moment is obviously a little bit wrong, like a red-eyed person in a TV series, no, he is like a person who is so cool, his sword is full of murderous aura that cannot be concealed, and his eyes are full of strange eyes. Excited and wanton murderous intent, although the arc of the smile on the lips is so bright, occasionally even oozes hearty laughter, listen carefully, it seems that Xiao Mu is still humming a light tune.

He stepped on the yellow-haired chest, swung the long sword with his right hand, the blood stained on the blade drew a trace in the air, and fell to the ground with a soft pop sound, and Xiao Mu raised his arm, and the cold blade fell Hanging on the tip of Huang Mao's nose, Huang Mao's eyes were cracked, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He seemed to be beckoning to himself after seeing death. He thought that he had been on the road for many years and could face it calmly. At this moment, he still couldn't stop his fear. Doing this line of work is desperate, but who wants to die?

Huang Mao has already regretted a little at this moment. If he had known that there was such a killing god here, he would not have taken this task just to claim credit. With the light of the knife, Huang Mao closed his eyes, waiting for his own death full of fear.

The blade pierced through the air, and Huang Mao's ears were like jitters, and he only felt a chill on his neck.

"Xiao Mu! I still have something to ask!" Lu Jin yelled, the tip of the knife barely scratched the skin of Huang Mao's neck, and blood beads rushed out. Xiao Mu paused and pulled out the tip of the knife. He breathed a sigh of relief, pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand, and the point of the knife pierced into his arm fiercely. The white tip was carrying blood along the blade, and a trickle flowed to the ground.

Huangmao clenched his teeth tightly, his cheeks and temples were swollen with pain, his forehead was covered with blue veins, he was already in a cold sweat from the pain, but he refused to scream until his body got used to the pain, his whole body As if being fished out of the water, he lay powerlessly on the ground gasping for breath. Xiao Mu raised his eyebrows when he saw it, and looked back at Lu Jin. The turmoil in his eyes had calmed down, and his tone remained unchanged from usual, " Brother, come and ask, he dare not lie."

As he spoke, the hand holding the handle of the knife moved slightly, and Huang Mao, who had already adapted to it, showed a painful expression again.

But Xiao Mu didn't go too far, he was just warning Huang Mao, and soon stopped his bad behavior, and looked at Lu Jin calmly. Although he said he was very obedient to Lu Jin, the expression on his face was rather careless, as if he didn't care. He didn't take Lu Jin's words to heart.

Lu Jin didn't really dislike Xiao Mu's petty actions. If they didn't win, they would be the ones who would be tortured.He didn't have such good intentions, he showed Xiao Mu's face in order to sympathize with the enemy.If you really want to say something, you have to teach me a lesson behind closed doors.Lu Jin walked through the fallen crowd all the way, walked to Huang Mao and squatted down.

"I'll give you a chance. You'd better confess." Lu Jin's voice was cold, and his eyes were indifferent.

"Yes, yes." Xiao Mu put his hands on the hilt of the knife and bent down, blinking his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering in the sun, with an innocent expression on his face, "You control knives so much, how dare you invite us Arriving at this place, I must be confident and have made a lot of preparations. I will silence you all, let the driver drive the car farther, and then break through the fence and fall off the cliff. My brother and I jumped off the car and survived. This is a good statement, brother? What do you think, this way we don’t have to worry about our car being photographed on the way here and it’s hard to explain.”

Huang Mao was still a little hesitant at first, but after hearing what Xiao Mu said, the expression on his face became more struggling. The way he looked at Xiao Mu was like looking at a monster. He could decide his own life, but what about the brothers? The most important thing that cannot be lost is morality.It looked like he couldn't beat him here, and no one left him and ran away, so he had to be responsible.Huang Mao also knew in his heart that his subordinates were all basic thugs. If they died, they would be cannon fodder. The stipends can't be paid to the family members. No matter how big the sea is, no matter how many resources are distributed to Xiao Xia and Xiaomi, how much can they expect? Huang Mao finally let go, "It's the third young master... the third young master from the left .”

Just such an unclear sentence, but Lu Jin understood it. Even if he was reborn for a while, he couldn't help taking a breath, and asked, "Why?"

Huang Mao shook his head feebly, "I don't know, I just know that you have something that Third Young Master wants in your hand, and I heard it is a relic of Third Young Master's mother."

In fact, when the question was asked, Lu Jin knew that he could not get any more effective information. Lu Jin didn't believe the relics more than he believed them. If they were real relics, why didn't they discuss to grab them? Why did more than one party want them? It is impossible for Huang Mao to really know the secret of the key. It seems that in the future, he still has a long way to go, and he has very powerful enemies to deal with.

The wake-up call of reality forced Lu Jin to pull his attention and energy away from Xiao Liling's small family, from the vortex of revenge and revenge, to calm him down and wake him up.Now that he knows who is behind the scenes and knows that he can't ask for any other information, Lu Jin no longer wastes time. Lu Jin stood up with a cold expression, and slightly turned his back to Huang Mao, "Let's let you go this time, go back Tell your master well, I will accept his provocation."

This time it is obviously impossible to hide his news like last time. Huang Mao belongs to Zuo San Shao, unless he can really silence everyone as Xiao Mu said, but that is not a perfect solution—this time The thugs were all wiped out, wouldn't the third young master Zuo see the clue?

It's better to write the gauntlet, at least both parties understand it, and it's better to be a little bit jealous, anyway, the third young master will not let him go, and he doesn't intend to let the third young master go.

Lu Jin threw the key from Huang Mao to the side of the driver who had already been frightened, and said coldly, "Take his car to pick up your daughter. I won't use it for work tomorrow. Keep your mouth shut." Thinking about taking out the wallet from his pocket, taking out a card and throwing it on the ground, he glanced at the driver rather complicatedly, as if sighing, "Leave Huajing. It's too much to want someone to disappear silently." Too simple."

Seemingly caring and warning, the driver didn't dare to ask too much. He understood that it's better not to know too much and think too thoroughly. He nodded hurriedly. He was grateful to Lu Jin and took the car key. , the driver knelt on the ground and expressed his sincerest thanks to Lu Jin.

Then, under Lu Jin's signal, he drove away first - the place where the driver's daughter was detained has been confessed by Huang Mao, it is a cheap basement, and there is no one guarding it, kidnapping is not for extortion, hostages are not very important, as long as they After finishing the work, just look for an opportunity and let it go.It doesn't matter if you run away, anyway, things have been done by then.

"Xiao Mu, let's go." The speed of these words was slightly faster than before, but it was not obvious under his steady tone.

Xiao Mu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and pulled the knife out of Huang Mao's arm. Huang Mao's face twisted in pain again, and the short gasp was restrained in his throat. Huang Mao knew that the expression of pain would arouse people. some kind of sadism.Although it was only the first time I met Xiao Mu, Huang Mao had been with the third young master for many years. He was sure that Xiao Mu was a lunatic. The pain to stimulate him, to make himself suffer more pain.

Looking at the blood stains on the blade, Xiao Mu frowned unhappily, and wiped the knife across the yellow-haired clothes. Before it was wiped clean, Lu Jin, who was waiting impatiently, came over and snatched the knife , urged, "Hurry up." Like an explanation, he added, "Just in case."

Ignoring Xiao Mu after all, walked quickly to the side of the car, packed up all the things that Xiao Mu had discarded before, and put the broken flute back into the wooden box, only then did Lu Jin discover that the wooden box had a hidden place. Opposite to the flute, there is a groove, just for Xiao Mu's sword.

Hastily closed the wooden box, covered it with the original cloth bag and threw it into the car. Lu Jin turned to look at Xiao Mu, and found that Xiao Mu was squatting beside Huang Mao, who was messing with something. On the other side, Mu grabbed Xiao Mu's arm and said with a lesson, "What are you still dawdling about, don't play people to death!"

Xiao Mushun landed on Lu Jin and stood up. While being dragged away by Lu Jin, he explained, "We drove the car away. In case he loses too much blood and dies and cannot help my brother, I will bandage him and wrap me up. It's a pity that the headband I just got yesterday is used up, brother will have to pay me."

Glancing at Xiao Mu's left hand, the light-colored handkerchief had long been dyed and lost its original color. The bright red on the edge indicated that the wound was not in good condition. Stuffed into the co-pilot, he sat in the driver's seat, feeling a little unhappy in his heart, and snorted mockingly, his hands were bandaged for others instead of worrying, why didn't he become a money-spreading boy, hypocritical.

Without explaining why he didn't learn how to drive, Lu Jin started the car, and suddenly remembered something when he was turning a corner. After thinking for a few seconds, Lu Jin drove the car towards the city.

Instead, Xiao Mu, as if guessing what Lu Jin was thinking, looked ahead and said, "Go to my house. The place is not conspicuous, and there are basic medical kits."

Lu Jin glanced at Xiao Mu's hand, they are really in a bad condition and go to the hospital, it's better to tell the old fox Xiao Liling to smell something wrong, nod, Lu Jin is not very relieved, the wounds on his body are still intact Well, it's just skin and flesh, the only serious thing is Xiao Mu's hands.

Xiao Mu closed his fist, merged his five fingers, turned the handkerchief in his hand, and said softly with his fist down, "It doesn't matter."

Lu Jin didn't speak any more, just drove the car to the maximum speed within the limit, and left in a hurry.