The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"Tell me, what happened specifically?"

The bandit leader frowned, sitting on the cart with a big horse and a golden sword.

The idiot boy was dragged out and thrown on the open space in front of the small temple. He was breathing hard, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and there was a knife wound in his abdomen. He was breathing more than breathing out, and he looked like he was about to die.

The hammer bandit smiled foolishly, the dagger bandit looked like he was having fun, and the long knife bandit held the knife and looked at the scarred face with disdain.

A waste who had to rely on sneak attacks to cause trouble for the idiot with a knife was really not worth looking at.

"Boss! This morning I found this idiot sneaking around the car. Plus he's the cook. I'm worried that this idiot will be fooled. If he secretly adds something to the food, it will be bad!" Scarface smiled flatteringly, pointed at the idiot boy, and glanced at Chen Tianfeng with a sinister look: "I was going to search this idiot again, but I didn't expect that the idiot was guilty and dared to resist!" Scarface's tone was half angry and half pleased, "I felt something was wrong at the time! After subduing him, I found a strange-looking herb on him! You can tell at a glance that it's not a good thing! This idiot wants to harm us! Boss!" "Herbs..." The thief leader looked at the well-preserved herbs in the small wooden box in his hand, his eyes turned to the idiot boy and Scarface, and finally looked at the Dagger Bandit, as if asking. The Dagger Bandit smiled, and his lips moved to make a few mouth shapes. The thief leader understood that since the fool was a fool, he naturally would not think of poisoning people. On the contrary, the one who was neither stupid nor smart but thought he was very smart would come up with some frame-up.

If he remembered correctly, this thing should have been stolen from the fool. Scarface first took the herbs and threw them in front of the fool. While the fool was picking up the herbs and hiding them, he took a ruthless action to cripple the fool... The thief leader closed the box with a "snap" and threw it into the cart. He felt that Scarface was really embarrassing the Silver Wing Treasure Stealing Group.

Forget it, Silver Wing is short of people now, this kind of waste can also be counted as manpower... The thief leader was too lazy to sort out this bullshit, and waved his hand: "Since it has been investigated and the fool has been dealt with, let's leave it at that."

"It hasn't been investigated yet! Boss!" Hearing this, Scarface suddenly became anxious and said hurriedly: "Boss, think about it, how can a fool think of poisoning! This must be instructed by someone!"

"If you have to fart, just fart! I don't have time to waste with you!"

The thief leader looked coldly at Scarface who seemed to treat him as a fool.

"This..." Scarface was frightened by the thief's gaze, and retreated to the side of the stupid boy timidly, kicking him fiercely: "Tell me! Who ordered you to do it!" The stupid boy groaned, but his eyes did not look at Scarface, but stared at the cart, his eyes were distracted: "...my...medicine...mother-in-law..." "What a bullshit mother-in-law! I'm asking who ordered you to do it!" Scarface became more and more angry, and kicked him twice fiercely, but still felt unsatisfied. Chen Tianfeng half-closed his eyes, as if he could neither hear nor see the miserable state of the foolish boy. After several seconds, he laughed softly, gradually getting louder: "Hahaha! Big brother, I think this brother is probably thinking that I ordered the fool to poison."

"Oh?"

The thief leader raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his fierce face: "What do you think, brother?"

"Since ancient times, it is not uncommon for the elderly to oppress the newcomers. This brother and I are friends who have never known each other before, so it is reasonable for him to treat me like this."

Chen Tianfeng seemed helpless, spread his hands, and looked at the scarred face who had stopped beating the foolish boy: "It's just that the brother is a little too anxious, and the means are...tsk, too superficial. But who made me not join the gang yet? Otherwise, please search my body to see if there are any poisons hidden?"

The scarred face was stunned, then excited, rubbing his hands, quite interested.

"Enough! We are all brothers!"

The bandit leader's face turned slightly dark, and he glared at Scarface, who was so stupid that it made people laugh: "Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

Scarface trembled all over, smiled flatteringly, and closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"I do have an idea."

The long knife bandit held the knife, and when he looked at Scarface, he did not hide his contempt and ridicule at all, but when he looked at Chen Tianfeng, he was a little gentler: "Since the two of you, one thinks that the other wants to poison and harm the brothers, and the other thinks that the other wants to slander you, then deal with it according to the rules of Silver Wing."

Silver Wing's rules, what is that... Chen Tianfeng frowned slightly.

Scarface was a little flustered for some reason. He looked at the long knife bandit with triangular eyes. He wanted to refute, but he didn't dare. He looked away timidly and finally came up with a reason: "But, but this kid is not our Silver Wing member!" "Then let's solve the conflict together!" The long knife bandit said impatiently, half-squinting his eyes and looked at the scarface: "Or do you want to deal with the conflict with me according to the rules first?" "No, no, there is no conflict, no conflict..." Scarface bowed his head and smiled awkwardly. The bandit leader didn't even look at the scarface, but looked at the long knife bandit in surprise: "Do you think he is good?" "At least he is not stupid." The long knife bandit nodded, looked at the puzzled Chen Tianfeng, and explained: "The rules of Silver Wing are that if there is a conflict between two members, they will fight, and whoever wins is right. And the conditions for joining are also very simple, there are only two."

"First, challenge any official member of the Silver Wings, and if you win, you will pass. As for the second rule..."

The Changdao bandit paused for a moment, then glanced at the idiot boy without leaving any trace, "I'll tell you after you win."

"Understood." Chen Tianfeng pursed his lips, and then said with some doubts: "Then this brother I don't know before..."

He looked at Scarface. Although he didn't finish his words, the bandits present understood what he meant.

"Him? He picked the weakest one, took the knife with his face, scared the brother, and then 'won' once." The Dagger Bandit sneered and whistled: "Guess what's on his face Where did that scar come from? Hey, it’s not because of being brave and good at fighting.”

Scarface's face turned red, his triangular eyes were full of annoyance and resentment, but he did not dare to refute.

"I see, it makes sense."

Chen Tianfeng glanced at the long knife hanging on Scarface's waist, then turned to look at the thief leader: "Brother, can you borrow a handy guy? Or let me find a suitable branch."

The thief leader thought for a while, then took out a dagger with a blade almost as long as a palm: "Use this."

A group of bandits gave way to the opening.

Chen Tianfeng held the dagger in his right hand, adjusted his breathing, and tried to calm down his racing heart. His hands and feet suddenly became sore, weak, and out of control, and then recovered quickly. He was slightly trembling, half nervous and half strange. of excitement.

As a relatively normal modern person, the bloodiest thing he did with a knife was to kill some chickens, ducks, fish, rabbits and geese, not even a dog. When the pigs were slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, they were not allowed to use the knife. They were not allowed to do the work of drawing pig blood, so they had to watch from the sidelines.

But now I have to hold a knife and fight with people.

But there is no way, he wants to live, he has no choice!

Chen Tianfeng took a deep breath, his expression became more serious because of his nervousness. At the same time, the blood in his bones gradually awakened, and his eyes became more fierce.

Chen Tianfeng raised his eyes to look at Scarface, only to find that he was even more nervous than himself. His knuckles holding the knife turned white, and he even felt a little unsteady.

Ha... Chen Tianfeng grinned, "It's good to be nervous. When I see you being nervous, I won't be nervous anymore."

"drink!"

Chen Tianfeng shouted loudly and rushed forward!

"ah!"

Scarface was startled, panicked, and instinctively swung his knife to chop at Chen Tianfeng, without any plan, like a child waving a long knife randomly.

Chen Tianfeng's eyes flickered, and he reached out with his left hand. At the cost of hurting his forearm, he grabbed Scarface's right hand holding the knife, then followed with his right hand. When Scarface was panicking, he stabbed the knife into Scarface's right forearm, which was stained with blood. The tip of the knife emerged from the other side of the forearm!

"ah!!"

Scarface screamed and let go of the long knife that he was not holding firmly.

Chen Tianfeng let go of Scarface with his left hand, let go of the dagger with his right hand, caught the long knife, held it with both hands, lifted it from bottom to top, and slashed at Scarface!

"ah!!!"

Scarface staggered back, his left arm and shoulder bursting with blood, looking extremely miserable.

Chen Tianfeng was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He flipped the sword over and slashed Scarface from top to bottom, from right to left.

"Ding!"

The leader of the thieves who came forward at some unknown time held up a big sword and used the back of the knife to block Chen Tianfeng's knife blow with almost all his strength. He grinned: "Brother, you are indeed very strong!"

Chen Tianfeng endured the pain caused by the stab wound on his left forearm and the shock, and noticed that there was a gap in the long knife in his hand, but the thief's big knife was safe and sound. His eyes narrowed slightly, then returned to normal in the next moment, and he took the initiative to put away the knife: "Brother, is this...?"

"Hey, it's not just because my brother won, I just think that he is my brother and wants you to spare his life."

The leader of the thieves also put away his knife and patted Chen Tianfeng on the shoulder: "But I saw you right. Brother and Silver Wing are really destined!"

"I think so."

Chen Tianfeng smiled and agreed, and his left little finger twitched, feeling both distressed for the torn coat sleeve and the stab wound on his arm.

The leader of the thieves turned around and walked towards Scarface. He kicked him down first, then stepped on his right wrist. Ignoring his miserable howl, he pulled out the dagger and rubbed it against Scarface's clothes. Drop blood.

"Useless things."

The thief leader let go of his feet, took out a medicine bottle containing powdered medicine and threw it to Scarface: "Go and deal with it yourself, don't bother me!"

Scarface didn't dare to be angry or say anything, so he picked up the medicine bottle, endured the pain, and ran to the side dejectedly.

Chen Tianfeng weighed the long knife and was about to "sensiblely" return it to Scarface, but was stopped by the thief leader.

"I just happened to be thinking that this knife would be wasted by that waste. If you don't mind it, brother, just take it first. Don't say that I am stingy. Brother, you also know that our Silver Wings are in a difficult period. When we get up later, I must give my brother a good knife!”

The leader of the thieves put on a smile and handed the dagger in his hand to Chen Tianfeng: "But now, what is more important is that brother, you have completed the process of joining the Silver Wings Treasure Thief Group."

"process?"

Chen Tianfeng moved his left hand but did not lift it up. Instead, he stuck the long knife on the ground and took the dagger with his right hand: "The second condition, right? Brother, just say so!"

"Very good!" The leader of the thieves laughed twice, tapped the dying idiot boy on the ground with his chin, and wrote lightly: "Then brother, go and see him off for the last time."

"The second condition for joining the Silver Wings Treasure Thief Group is that other members must have evidence of their own crimes."