Devil’s Advent

Ah Ming didn't know why he asked the girl this question, maybe it was just out of joy, as ordinary as picking off a rapeseed flower during an outing.

Life requires a sense of ritual, and life also requires refinement.

The sense of ritual and exquisiteness, in short, cut to the essence, originally refer to excessive and cumbersome shit.

Just like before eating, drink a bowl of chicken soup to moisten the stomach or have a plate of appetizing cold dishes.

Over there, the middle-aged man also saw Ah Ming talking to his daughter, and immediately came over shyly and said:

Master, do you want this girl? Eight taels of silver, we will sign the contract immediately, and she will be yours;

After that, whether you want her to follow you to learn acrobatics to the Western Regions or simply accept her as a concubine, it depends on your preference.

This middle-aged man was the same as the previous concierge. When he saw A Ming's attire, he took it for granted that he was an acrobat from the Western Regions.

It is also because a few years ago, when Emperor Yan held his thirtieth birthday after he ascended the throne, an acrobatic troupe from the Western Regions came to Beijing to perform in front of the imperial court. It was all the rage.

Ah Ming nodded, and put his hand into his pocket.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately rubbed his hands excitedly.

However, when Ah Ming withdrew his hand from his pocket and spread it out in front of the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man froze.

In the palm, it is empty.

Sorry, I usually don't have the habit of bringing money.

A Ming's apology was very sincere, because he did show just the right amount of shyness and apology, as if he really felt guilty for not being able to buy this girl right now.

During the half a year at the inn, A Ming was only in charge of brewing wine most of the time, and rarely even went out. Besides, in this world, after you have solved the problem of eating and drinking, as a person with modern thinking and living habits, you really There is not much consumption demand.

No...no money? Are you fucking playing with me?

The middle-aged man pointed directly at Ah Ming's face and shouted.

A Ming nodded and replied seriously:

Yes.

The middle-aged man paused, then rolled up his sleeves, and threatened at the same time:

I think you are courting death!

This kind of gambler who can even sell his wife and daughter, if you want to say how kind and bloody he is, it would be too nonsense, but bluffing, learning to bluff people like a thug in a gambling shop, it is still possible .

Unfortunately,

He chose the wrong subject.

good.

Ah Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck directly.

Immediately, a cold chill came from his neck, and the middle-aged man suddenly forgot to resist. At this moment, he felt as if he was being targeted by a gloomy beast.

Hey, if you want to fight, go fight somewhere else, don't dirty the facade of our hyena gang. The doorman clasped his hands and shouted.

However,

With a sound of click\

,"The concierge froze.

He saw the neck of the middle-aged man who came to sell his daughter, directly in the hands of the acrobat from the Western Regions, showing a terrifying arc fracture that ordinary people could not achieve.

Perhaps, even the middle-aged man didn't realize that this strangely dressed guy in front of him really killed people when he said he wanted to.

He can bluff people, but on the other side, he really can kill, and he purposely swayed in a mule-drawn carriage to take advantage of the rain to kill people.

Blood began to drip from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

A Ming withdrew his hand,

The middle-aged man fell to the ground with a plop, his eyes were wide open, and he had already lost his vitality.

After falling down, his face was very close to the face of his daughter who was also lying on the ground at this time.

The girl's eyes showed a look of horror at first, followed by a touch of sadness, but then, she bit her lip, opened her mouth, and began to laugh silently regardless of the rainwater pouring into her mouth.

A Ming turned his head and glanced at the expression of the girl on the ground.

He thinks this picture, the scene where the father and daughter look at each other, is really beautiful.

It's a pity that in this era, there is no camera, and there is no way to make this scene into eternity and keep it as a treasure to appreciate slowly.

It's really a bit... regrettable.

After a few more glances,

A Ming turned his head, took a step, and walked up the steps.

The appetizers are over, and the following is the main meal.

The concierge obviously hadn't fully recovered from the previous shock, but when he saw A Ming walking towards him, he turned around immediately, trying to get into the yard first.

He is just a porter, and in the hyena gang, he is also the most marginal character. He can pretend to be a tiger, but if he really has the ability and courage to kill people, he won't be dismissed as a doorman.

However, just as he crossed the threshold with one foot, his shoulder was grabbed by a hand.

Well... so fast!

Ah Ming actually didn't like dealing with these little guys very much, even if they didn't have the courage to attack him head-on, even if they killed them, it wouldn't bring him much pleasure.

But there is no way, he came today just to kill people.

The palm quickly moved from the position of the opponent's shoulder to the position of the back of the opponent's head, and then smashed directly towards the door.

Snapped!

Like a watermelon fell to the ground.

A Ming glanced at the red color on his palm, and instinctively wanted to bring it to his mouth, but he shook his hand in disgust.

This taste is a bit difficult to drink.

It seems that only the kind of guy who can glow, their blood has a sweet taste.

Ahhhhh!!!!!!

The porter who went in to report and an old man with white hair and beard who looked like an accountant were standing behind the door. After seeing the scene just now, the old accountant collapsed from fright, while the porter yelled hysterically. with.

Wooooow!

However, his cry didn't last long, his mouth was covered by a hand, and then another hand appeared on his shoulder.

Crack!

Like playing volleyball, the concierge's face saw the scenery behind him for the first time, and experienced the superiority of not having to worry about being attacked when peeing to the toilet.

However, this superiority didn't last long, and he fell to the ground.

After the accountant saw this scene, his body trembled, he rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and passed out.

Ah Ming also didn't care whether the other party was really scared to death or pretending to be dead, because accompanied by the screams from here, the gang was obviously completely alarmed, and rushed out from the left and right sides of the yard for a total of twenty or thirty A man holding a variety of weapons.

This one is holding a knife, that one is holding an axe, and this one is holding an iron rod.

A Ming's eyes lingered on them one by one,

finally,

he smiled,

Because he saw a man with a sword.

Killing people on a rainy day seems to go better with a sword.

Ah Ming felt that he must have been infected by the blind man, otherwise he would suddenly scratch himself.

Cut him!

A tall and strong man with animal skins on his body was obviously the leader here. He waved his hand and gave orders to his subordinates.

The two gatekeeper corpses at the door had already told him that there was no need for peace talks or friendship.

Ah Ming's speed is very fast, faster than that zombie. Although his strength is not as strong as that zombie, it is still beyond the level of ordinary people.

Therefore, the front two gang members who were holding knives and axes respectively only felt a blur in front of them, and A Ming went around behind him. A Ming is a little different from that zombie. Nails to kill.

Therefore, a file appeared in A Ming's left hand, which pierced the temple of the gang member holding the axe. On the other side, he grabbed the gang member's arm and twisted it, and helped him wipe his neck with the knife in his hand. , to help him end this dirty life.

Elegant, fast, without sloppy,

It's not killing,

This is an art performance belonging to Ah Ming.

he dances among the crowd;

Blood is the flowers voluntarily offered to him by the audience;

The screams are the cheers of the audience paying for the art.

It's just that, after these two people were dealt with, more gang members gathered, which suddenly compressed Ah Ming's space.

The situation in martial arts movies where a group of people surround you but are still fighting you one-on-one is very difficult to happen in reality. When everyone swarms up, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to burp.

Fortunately, Ah Ming was different. After bearing the price of two slashes on his back, he rushed out of the encirclement and went straight to the man with the sword.

The man let out a low shout, raised his sword and stabbed at A Ming.

There was a look of disappointment in A Ming's eyes, because the other party's body was not able to shine.

The body turned sideways, but his left hand slid all the way along the opponent's sword tip, blood spattered on his fingertips, but Ah Ming didn't care, until he grabbed the opponent's wrist and pressed down.

The sword-bearer staggered, while A Ming easily opened his mouth, revealing two fangs, and left his own mark on the neck of the other party like a stapler at a superficial speed.

Plop.

The sword-bearer fell to the ground, but the sword in his hand was already held by A Ming.

I've finished playing all the songs, but you haven't finished yet.

Blind Bei's voice reached A Ming's ears, but at this moment, blind Bei was still sitting on the mule cart outside, holding an erhu in his hand.

The power of mental power allows sound transmission through the air, and loses technical barriers.

I remember Erquan Yingyue is quite long. A Ming replied in his heart.

I forgot the score below.

All right.

You took the sword?

Yes.

Can you use a sword?

Just watch.

Okay, then I'll pull it again. Blind Bei felt that he had made a big compromise.

Actually, don't force it, because I don't really want to hear it.

Don't worry, no one can beat you in the BGM I sent you.

Okay, you're blind, you're right.

After a brief spiritual exchange, the gang rushed over again, and A Ming stood there without dodging as much as before, because he said he wanted to show the blind man his sword skills.

puff!

A member of the gang slashed A Ming's shoulder with a knife, and the shoulder muscles contracted to pinch the edge of the knife, but the gang member couldn't pull out his own knife.

Ah Ming cut off the opponent's head with a sword strike.

Another member of the gang hacked A Ming's back with an ax from behind. A Ming remained motionless, his upper body twisted, and the blade swept backwards, wiping the opponent's neck. The opponent's neck began to spurt blood, and he fell down. on the ground.

Two gang members holding spears rushed over with their spears in hand. A Ming still didn't dodge, and the spears pierced into his body.

A Ming's body trembled, he loosened his muscles, and started to move forward, even though there were still two toothpicks on his chest, it still didn't matter.

In the blink of an eye, A Ming came in front of these two gang members, who were still holding spears blankly in their hands.

A Ming smiled at them, swung his sword down, and directly chopped two of them.

They let go and fell.

A Ming's body began to lean back, and the two spears in his body were used as supports, and they got stuck on the floor tiles. A Ming's body was tilted backwards, but he still held the sword in his hand. Fifteen degrees.

At the same time, he said:

How about my sword?

Outside the courtyard, Blind Bei put down his erhu silently,

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket that was given to him by the wife of the school captain patrolling the city,

Wiping the raindrops from his forehead,

Said with emotion:

It's so cheap.