Peerless Ruthless Man, Cut Down the World

  Chapter 153 Flying Knife Walking Through

   "Boom"

  Gu Zhan kicked the corpse away, shook his hand lightly, and said flatly, "Slam the door."

  All the senior executives of the Qianhu Office trembled and froze in place for a moment.

   Sure enough, the most worrying thing happened,

  Gu Zhan not only directly clashed with Guo Yuanzhong, but also gave them a difficult choice,

   smashing the door,

  Simple two words,

   But there are two roads,

   One, smashing the door, offending Guo Yuanzhong, and the fate of offending Guo Yuanzhong is unnecessary. In Pingyang City, many people die silently every year, and many of them are government officials. Only a magistrate died last month.

  Second, don’t smash the door and offend Gu Zhan, the end of doing so is also very simple, if Gu Zhan leaves Guo’s mansion safely tonight, then they leave Pingyang City as soon as possible, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

   a time,

  Everyone is caught in a dilemma.

at this time,

   Baihu Zuo Yang, who hadn't spoken much all this time, suddenly rushed forward, drew out the Xiuchun knife with a "Cheng", and slashed out violently, the knife was majestic, and directly split the gate of Guo Mansion.

   "My lord, please!"

   Zuo Yang bowed to perform the salute. In this cold night, his gray hair was fluttering, but he seemed to have a bit of fighting spirit.

  For a moment, all the top executives of Jinyiwei were full of surprise.

Zuo Yang from a hundred households, an old man in his sixties, is known to everyone in the Thousand Households in Pingyang City. Sleek layers.

   But also because of this,

   It was shocking that Zuo Yang, who had been tactful all his life, suddenly made this move.

   This is equivalent to directly betting his wealth and life on Gu Zhan.

   Another Baihu Wuxiang was also a little surprised. He looked at Zuo Yang with a stern face, gritted his teeth, and walked over, cupping his hands and saying, "My lord, please!"

  Gu Zhan looked at Zuo Yang, nodded, and walked slowly into the Guo Mansion, followed by Zuo Yang and Wu Xiang.

  At the door, some of the high-level executives of the Thousand Households Office also walked in with their heads sullen, but most of them stopped outside the door.

  Snowflakes are flying,

  The lights in Guo's mansion were brightly lit, and the lights illuminated the twinkling snowflakes.

at this time,

  In the Guo Mansion, many swordsmen appeared from all directions and surrounded them.

   "How dare you kill people and break into the house, you are so audacious, kill!" a commander shouted.

at the same time,

  In the inner courtyard of the Guo Mansion, there was a singing voice:

   "I'm afraid of playing the Yangguan song, and the Wei and Wei rivers will be cold..."

  The melody is sad, with hundreds of turns.

  In the outer courtyard, it was quickly covered by shouts of killing.

  Swordsmen from all directions came to kill,

  Zuo Yang Hengdao was beside Gu Zhan, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, slow down, leave these people to the subordinates and others!"

Gu Zhan turned his head slightly, a horizontal knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and suddenly threw it out. The horizontal knife spun in the air, startling the pavilions and lofts in the snow, flying away swiftly in an appearance of slowness, instantly roaring the loud voice The guard commander's neck was cut off, his head flew up, and blood sprayed.

  The swordsmen who were screaming to kill suddenly fell silent, their eyes subconsciously followed the head of the guard commander from top to bottom, and then quickly occupied their bodies with fear, and the hands that swung the swords became cold.

  The commander of the guards was a well-known innate warrior in Pingyang City, and had a high status in the Guo Mansion, but he just died like this.

  The horizontal knife was still spinning rapidly in the air, whizzing and whirling with the sound of wind and snow, fell into Gu Zhan's hand and retracted the scabbard.

  Gu Zhan picked out his ears, and said slowly: "He is too loud, a bit noisy."

   After finishing speaking, Gu Zhan looked at the swordsmen around him, and said flatly, "You guys are a bit noisy too!"

   Just such a plain sentence,

  But inexplicably, the hearts of more than two hundred swordsmen sank, and a kind of fear spontaneously arose in their hearts.

   "Kill, there are only a few of them!"

  Suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled again.

  The crowd moved again,

   However, at that moment,

  A small knife shaped like a willow leaf suddenly floated in front of Gu Zhan and made a burst of buzzing. In the astonishment of everyone, the flying knife flew across the night sky like a shooting star, and disappeared in the night.

  The next moment,

   There was a scream that stopped abruptly,

  A bloodstain appeared on the neck of the man who was shouting to kill among the crowd of swordsmen. He hurriedly covered his neck, but he couldn't cover the sprayed blood and fell to the ground.

   In the rainy night, there was a mournful howl again, and the flying knife in the night and snow appeared once again, and it turned into streamers of light in the air miraculously and shot!

   "chi chi chi chi..."

  Every knife light is so fierce and tyrannical, cutting through the air and piercing the snowflakes. Clothed into a densely woven knife net, it is constantly interspersed with Gu Zhan and the others as the center, the trajectory is elusive, and it is as agile as a ghost.

  In the sound of hissing, the jaws of each swordsman were wiped, leaving a faint bloodstain, and bursts of blood sprayed, as if it was pouring rain,

  Gu Zhan walked towards the inner courtyard step by step,

  Zuo Yang and the others followed closely behind Gu Zhan, trembling with fear as they watched the streamer that looked like a death scythe,

   In a trance,

  They were all rejoicing for a while,

   I'm glad that I didn't underestimate Gu Zhan's strength because of his youth, and I'm glad that I knelt down in Qianhusuo and didn't resist, otherwise, I'm doomed to die under the sword.

   There came bursts of wailing,

  The more than two hundred swordsmen retreated crazily, and no one dared to approach Gu Zhan within a radius of one foot. The thirty or forty corpses lying on the ground made everyone terrified.

  The flying knife has been retracted,

  However, no one dared to approach,

  In the silence of the night, two hundred swordsmen followed Gu Zhan and his party into the inner courtyard in a very strange surrounding posture.

  In the inner courtyard, there is a great hall,

  The lights were brightly lit, and a stage was set up in the middle, on which two actors were singing hard.

  Under the stage, a very handsome old man was sitting on a chair. This person was Guo Yuanzhong.

Several young and beautiful maids were serving as hard as they could, some were pinching their legs, some were beating their shoulders, some were pouring tea from a teapot, and one was peeling oranges. The sound of fighting.

  Guo Yuanzhong coughed lightly, his mouth twitched, a maid hurriedly knelt on the ground and raised her head, slightly opened her cherry mouth,

  Guo Yuanzhong spat lightly, and a mouthful of phlegm directly spit into the maid's mouth. The maid hurriedly got up again, picked up a top-quality silk handkerchief and gently wiped the old man's mouth.

  Gu Zhan stepped into the hall,

  Zuo Yang, Wu Xiang and the others stopped at the door, holding weapons in their hands, confronting the densely packed swordsmen in the courtyard.

  The people on the stage are singing,

  The people in the audience walked slowly,

  Guo Yuanzhong said slowly: "You have to listen to the play quietly. You should listen to every play to the end. It's unlucky to end the curtain at halftime. Master Gu, don't you think so?"

  (end of this chapter)