The dark dirt alley is filled with the fresh smell of blood, sticky and soaked linen, sharp swords that reflect the cold light...

Before the young master had gone far, he frowned and turned his head. The guard beside him leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes staring at the scenery in the mud alley.

The gangsters obviously didn't react. Perhaps they were surprised that someone actually dared to kill people in Handan, or perhaps they thought that before the noble young master in the court left, there was actually a Guizhou leader who dared to cause trouble in the street.

Or maybe, you think that someone dares to provoke local snakes like yourself?

Oh, this guy... is a ranger.

The rogue leader spat hard, and someone behind him had already handed over a somewhat tattered hatchet. Although ordinary people had few iron men in their homes, there were still one or two after all.

Not to mention that in a big place like Handan, the iron guys in the hands of local snakes who are the masters of an alley are actually beyond the imagination of many people.

A large number of heads were stirring in the darkness, and there was a pungent smell on the old hatchet. Just when everyone thought that this rogue leader was going to take action, this guy suddenly grinned.

The hatchet in his hand suddenly turned around, and the rogue leader just smiled, even his eyes narrowed into a slit:

"We are serious Handan people. I mean, you know, ranger, it is against the law to kill someone on the street..."

Before he finished speaking, several officers and soldiers came out of the corner at the rear with cold faces and strode forward. When they saw the young man at the end of the intersection, their eyes flickered, and then they walked over without asking.

He grabbed Cheng Zhiyuan and the little girl.

The little girl did not dare to resist and was directly controlled. Cheng Zhiyuan turned his head slightly, and the two officers and soldiers frowned when they saw the sword in his hand.

"In broad daylight, under the rule of a saint, in the land of Handan, you actually dare to massacre innocent people."

"The ranger is a rogue, really hateful."

An officer and soldier spoke coldly without asking what happened before. Cheng Zhiyuan was thoughtful: "Don't you ask about the truth here?"

The officers and soldiers sneered: "Ranger, don't quibble. The truth is that you bully the people and kill people. If you still want to save your head, be wise and don't make us waste more effort."

Although it is said that collusion between officials and gangsters will happen no matter what era, it is actually not uncommon. After all, the power of money is infinite, so only the people at the bottom will suffer. As the old saying goes, it is the common people who suffer the ups and downs.

The rogue leader smiled playfully and turned his head at the same time, not shying away from these officers and soldiers at all, but just teaching his subordinates a lesson:

"I have said several times that we are all good people. When we are threatened and our lives are in danger, don't force yourself to come forward!"

"I am a ranger, and I have a sword in my hand! Do you understand the sword? It is something only masters can use! Look at you guys, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, you don't even have enough to eat, and you have so much strength? Can you compete with other professional masters?

Fight?"

"If you don't have the ability, don't take action forcefully. Aren't you the one who will suffer in the end? Whose responsibility is it if your head falls off?"

"Don't ruin a good life because of a momentary impulse!"

"After all, we...are good people!"

The rogue leader was bursting into tears as he spoke, with a very expressive expression. The other rogues suddenly fell silent. Each one of them looked extremely sad, and they all looked at Cheng Zhiyuan. Their eyes seemed to contain a kind of hatred caused by the murder of their companions.

The rogue leader looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, with a hint of ridicule flashing in his eyes. Then he pointed at the bag of corn and said plausibly: "Youxia, you killed our people and robbed us of the corn we got from the nobles. Today is the time."

When soldiers and horses patrol the streets, your evil behavior of bullying others has finally come to an end!"

After he said this, the gang of thugs behind him all responded and made a huge noise. They all insisted that Cheng Zhiyuan had killed their people and robbed their corn.

They look like humans and dogs.

Cheng Zhiyuan glanced at the rogue leader with some surprise. This guy turned out to be an extremely rare kind of gangster. Not only did he know how to collude between officials and gangsters, he also knew how to take advantage of the situation. He even knew how to slander others from the perspective of justice.

Well, although nothing about the little girl was mentioned from beginning to end, under the current circumstances, no one probably cares whether she is a horse seller or a murderer.

However, the little girl gritted her teeth. Although she was caught by an officer and soldier, she still spoke and said firmly: "That corn, that corn is mine! I exchanged it for the letter!"

She didn't say a few words before she was scolded by the officers and soldiers beside her: "You're talking nonsense. How could so many men still rob you of a woman's things?"

The little girl felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes suddenly filled with confusion, and she felt as if the sky was falling.

She didn't understand that the world should be black and white, but why it became like this.

That is obviously your own corn.

The young master at the end of the mud alley watched this scene with great interest and said to the guard with a sword beside him: "This Hu Yu has something, he has a very flexible mind."

The guard's eyes moved: "But we want to absorb him into the house?"

The young master waved his hand and said, "I'm just joking. I'm just praising you. The little gangster is smart and disgusting, but he doesn't have enough skills."

The guard nodded slightly: "This man has a demonic aura, but it's not his own."

The young master pointed at the unsheathed black sword behind Cheng Zhiyuan: "A guy who can subdue demons as a driver, do you think he is an ordinary person?"

Guard: "Demon slayer? That's also a housekeeper. Xingxiu Mansion is directly under the control of the saints. It is indeed difficult to control...but...this is Handan."

In Handan, is it the law set by King Zhao that has the final say, or is it the sage who has the final say?

Isn't this a no-brainer?

But the young master chuckled and shook his head: "Handan belongs to Handan. Although I don't think he will kill easily again. The most he can do is reveal his identity and let those officers and soldiers retreat when they see difficulties..."

"By the way, they all use swords. How do you think your skills compare with this person?"

The guard shook his head: "Subduing demons as a driving force is certainly powerful, but when it comes to swordsmanship, I think there is no one in Handan who can beat me like this young man."

"Are you so confident? OK, I believe you will have a chance to compete with him."

"Young Master, although I don't think this ranger will pose any threat to you, it will still be very troublesome if the Young Master is implicated and remembered because of Hu Yu, or if he is criticized by some people in the court because of this matter.

Yes, if this ranger is really a monster slayer, he will be unable to move for the time being, but this Hu Yu has a deceitful heart and is really a villain, so it is better to..."

"Of course I have to solve this problem. As Wang Changsun..."

They were still talking when suddenly an extremely noisy sword sound sounded in their ears.

Six streaks of blood rose into the sky, and those officers and soldiers were killed on the spot in an instant!

The blood spattered was scattered between the sky and the earth. The scoffing look in Hu Yu's eyes remained at the previous moment, but at the next moment, a snow-white pear blossom blossomed between his eyebrows.

The blood hole in the eyebrows was wide open, and the corpse still retained a happy smile. At the same moment, all the other scoundrels died exactly like him, and they all collapsed to the ground!

The blood-stained mud alley is soaked with stones and yellow sand!

The young master's eyes shrank and he said in surprise: "How dare this guy... dare to kill people here..."

"kill?"

Cheng Zhiyuan walked towards the young master and kicked away a corpse like mud.

"I didn't kill anyone. Look, where are the people who died and still smiled? So I suspected that they were demons, so I just cut them with a sword to test them."

Cheng Zhiyuan's words were very calm. The young master was stunned and laughed: "So, what about now?"

He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him who was similar to his own age was really an interesting person.

The green wind rose from the sword in Cheng Zhiyuan's hand, and the pupils in his eyes turned green and white. The young master was suddenly shocked when he saw this.

Then, the other party's voice sounded like a double voice, both ethereal and dull:
Chapter completed!