C65 A Cold Light Flashed

At least at this time, No one would care about this child. The child walked to the door of a house and stopped in his tracks. The door of this house was not considered big. In the Gusu City, there were thousands of doors. However, this house was different from other families. This was because there was a guest in this family, a guest who claimed to be the world's number one knife. Ren Bushi.

The reason why Ren Bushi chose such a family. . . This was because the owner of this family was considered his cousin. A distinguished guest like him would be happy wherever he went, because the fame and fortune that came with this would be unimaginable to any ordinary person.

Ren Bushi's cousin's surname was Du, and he was also called Third Master Du. Third Master Du had opened a small security bureau, and he was able to make some small businesses and barely manage his livelihood. If it wasn't for Ren Bushi's appearance, no one would know Third Master Du's name even if he stayed in Gusu for another hundred years.

But now, the Du Family's Escort Agency's business was in full swing, and Third Master Du had become a hot potato. He was expanding continuously. The number of Escort Officers under his banner had increased from seven to eight. In the blink of an eye, it had become seventy to eighty. It was enough to be compared with any major Escort Office in Gusu City.

Once a person became famous and gained benefits, his courage would be boosted. Third Master Du's eldest son, Du Kang, was only in his early twenties this year. He had also lived a tough life, but he had already become a playboy. Relying on the support of a capable uncle, he bared his fangs and brandished his claws in Gusu City.

Even the disciples of Dugu family, who had been famous for many years, did not have such an arrogant attitude. Today, Ergou was looking for this young master of Du Family, Du Kang.

Because when Ergou's sister was playing with Ergou in the fields, Du Kang saw her and kidnapped her. When she was sent back, her sister was covered in wounds and was on the verge of death. She passed away two days later.

Ergou's eyes had already turned red. His family was the lowest of the lowest in Gusu City, and bartender was also a person who did not have any ability. How could he dare to offend the boss of the Escort Office?

If Xiao Nanfeng hadn't appeared, then this hatred might have accompanied bartender and Ergou for the rest of their lives. If a person could hold a grudge in his heart for the rest of his life, then his life wouldn't be good.

Bartender was getting older and older, and Ergou was also depressed. Fortunately, Ergou was already standing in front of the Du Family's gate, and the two assassins in front of the gate had already retreated into the gate.

Third Master Du and Du Kang were drinking with Ren Bushi. Although the three of them didn't have many common topics to talk about, Drinking was the same. As long as you want to go out and make a lot of friends. . . Then you have to learn to drink. Because no matter what industry you're in, no matter how old you are, Once you pick up a wine cup, it is usually the time to talk.

After three rounds of drinking, Ergou broke through the door and entered. Ren Bushi was not too surprised. These days, many people had come to challenge the dojo for the reputation of being the number one blade in the world.

He slowly raised the wine cup in his hand. Just as he was about to drink it all in one gulp, his eyes swept across the child who had broken into the room. The wine in his hand suddenly stopped in midair. He was around ten years old. Shouldn't he be holding a candied gourd in his hand? Why did he pick up a knife? He couldn't understand. Could it be that he was fighting for his reputation at such a young age?

Du Kang didn't recognize Ergou, because he had ruined countless families. How could he still remember Ergou's sister? He invited Ren Bushi to continue drinking, and at the same time, called his men to drive the child away.

Ren Bushi no longer drank, and instead stared at the child in front of him. Ergou's eyes were filled with tears. No one knew what had forced such a small child into a dead end.

"Hey, little bastard. If you want to go home, go to the side and play. " Ergou did not listen to what Third Master Du said. He raised the knife in his hand firmly and pointed it at Du Kang, who was sitting in the middle, and said, "Come out!"

Du Kang looked around and his face changed slightly. He laughed and said, "What? Little bastard, you have no place to play. Why did you come to me to behave atrociously?"

When Ergou saw Du Kang, he seemed to have seen his sister again. His tears had unknowingly flowed out, but they were quickly wiped away by his sleeve. "On the fourth of May, you kidnapped my sister. Do you still remember?"

Du Kang's mouth twitched slightly. He looked at Ren Bushi, who was staring fixedly at him. He was a little panicked. Although they were cousins, Ren Bushi would not let him do whatever he wanted.

Du Kang said angrily, "Son! Don't speak nonsense!" As he spoke, he had already rushed out.

Du Kang was a hedonistic son of a b * tch, so naturally, he had never practiced the saber before, so he could not bear that kind of suffering. When he rushed over, he was already regretting it. Because even though this child was young, However, the gesture of his blade was no different from a saber user.

Du Kang's hand did not reach the child's neck. Because in an instant, there was a bloody wound on his arm. Blood kept flowing out. His face was already pale. Du Kang, who had never suffered any pain, was now lying on the ground and screaming.

Ergou did not make another move. Du Kang had fallen to the ground. His knife was aimed at Du Kang's throat, but it was a little weak. His forehead was covered with sweat. The weather in October was not hot, but his back was soaked.

Du Kang kept begging for mercy, and Ergou's hands were shaking. At this time, Third Master Du kept begging. Ren Bushi finally made a move. He was not good at it. He just pointed two fingers at Ergou's knife. Ergou took seven or eight steps back and fell to the ground.

"Child, go back. You don't know how to kill people. " Ren Bushi said coldly.

Ergou gritted his teeth and stared at Ren Bushi. The teeth in his mouth almost broke his lips. He hated himself for not being ruthless enough to kill Du Kang.

Thinking of this, Ergou attacked again. When he swung his long blade, he changed into five different shapes. Ren Bushi's eyes suddenly lit up. This was a surprise. This kind of blade technique was really a rare killing move.

Although Ergou's blade technique was not skillful enough, it was enough to kill any adult who did not have any martial arts. Of course, in front of Ren Bushi, this bit of skill was still not enough. Ren Bushi's fingers had already caught Ergou's long blade. No matter how Ergou struggled, he could not escape.

Ergou was still desperately drawing his blade when Third Master Du kicked him. With a puchi sound, Ergou seemed to have lost his soul as he stared blankly at the gray sky. The strength of this kick was not small. Ergou almost could not catch his breath.

Third Master Du cursed, "Damn it, you little brat, you actually want my son's life! My son's body is a precious daughter. How can a lowly bone like you be able to hurt him?"

The scolding did not stop. Third Master Du already had a knife in his hand. The knife's light went straight to Ergou's throat. As long as it was a knife, Ergou's life would end at the age of ten. With a loud bang, Ren Bushi's knife hit Third Master Du's blade.

Third Master Du's knife suddenly turned over. He took the knife with him and went straight to Ergou. He fell on Ergou's body. Although the blade did not hurt Ergou in the slightest, the blade hit Ergou's chest solidly.

Third Master Du weighed more than two hundred kilograms and pressed on Ergou's body. Ergou's face was deathly pale, and his eyes were lifeless. A mouthful of blood was gathered on his chest, but he didn't spit it out.

Ren Bushi could see the stubborn nature of the child. He really wanted to know who taught the child this knife technique. This was because the child did not have any inner force foundation, but his knife technique was able to reach this stage. It must have been achieved in a short period of time.

For a person to be able to cultivate such a saber technique in such a short period of time, it was either that he was a genius or that he had a good teacher.

"Aiyo, I really fell to the ground. I say, big cousin, what are you. . . " Third Master Du's words just happened to hit his throat. Before he could finish, he saw that Ren Bushi had already picked up Ergou. He stroked his chest and asked faintly, "Child. Don't worry, it's with me. No one dares to hurt you, tell me. . . Who is your master? "

Under Ren Bushi's touch, Ergou's heart finally felt smooth. He often took a deep breath, and his face began to turn red again. Obviously, he had suffered a serious injury. His face and throat were full of bruises.

Ergou did not say a word. He staggered out of the door. Ren Bushi looked at Ergou's back from afar. He said lightly: "Send someone to follow him. "

Only then did Third Master Du's surprised expression change. "It's tall! Cousin, this is a way to catch all of them in one fell swoop! I told you, you can't be biased towards outsiders! Look at how that fellow injured your eldest nephew. He must destroy his family!"

Ren Bushi did not want to explain anything. He just looked from afar and unconsciously held the knife at his waist.

When Ergou returned home, he spat out a pool of blood on his chest. Bartender was so anxious that he looked like he had gone crazy. Xiao Nanfeng seemed to be surprised as well. He put the wine pot to the side and pressed Ergou's pulse with his fingers.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh and said: "The child's internal organs are injured. I'm afraid. . . He needs to rest and recover. "

Looking at bartender's heartbroken expression, Xiao Nanfeng suddenly felt that he had done something wrong. Must he take revenge for his own death? Must he take revenge? He used the thoughts of a martial artist to think about the lives of ordinary people. He felt that he had done something wrong.

Ordinary people might want to live an ordinary life. Even if they had a deep-seated hatred, it would be washed away by time. Why would they ruin their lives for the hatred of the past? The more Xiao Nanfeng thought about it, the more vexed he became. The more vexed he became, the more he wanted to drink.

But at this moment, bartender snatched the wine pot from his hand and snapped, "Go! Why did you come? Leave!" Xiao Nanfeng looked at bartender in a daze. He didn't even have the right to be troubled, because he had brought endless troubles to others.

The weak Ergou laid on the bed and stammered, "Dad. . . Don't blame master. It was I who wanted it. It's me. . . When he heard this, bartender was on the verge of breaking down. That's right, he had no reason to blame anyone. His daughter had been harmed by someone, so he could only swallow his anger and live on. Now that someone had stood up for him, he had to blame someone else. There was no reason for that.

If he had to blame someone, he could only blame his own incompetence. Because of his incompetence, he couldn't protect his family and didn't have the ability to take revenge for them. This was the most helpless thing.