In the mountains, the road is difficult to travel. The predecessors and hunters opened the mountain roads, and the later generations followed their footsteps and traveled on the mountain roads.
Crazy Blade is like a puppet, walking in front tirelessly and without pain.
He held Chen Lijiu's machete in his hand, and his own sword in his right hand. He was waving his hands constantly, like an automatic lawn mower, cutting down the thorns and barbs on the mountain road.
Zhang Hao walked in the middle, followed by Chen Lijiu and his men, carrying large and small bags of luggage on their backs.
The scorching sun is very hot, and you are exposed to the sun.
The faces of Chen Lijiu and others were filled with sweat, but it was not uncomfortable, but rather exciting.
"Boss, if we can crack the case of human trafficking and smuggling, will it be considered a crime and meritorious service?"
"Boss, we actually didn't commit much crime. We did participate in a few robberies because of our youth and ignorance, but we can only be regarded as accomplices, and we were not the ones who committed the murder.
Besides, we have done our job honestly over the years and have not committed any other crimes. Do you think we can be exempted from jail? ”
"Boss, I don't want anything when I get out. I just want to be by your side and serve you."
The three of them spat and said, seeing that Zhang Hao remained silent, they couldn't help but become a little anxious.
The two bosses patted Chen Lijiu and winked at him.
Chen Lijiu glanced at the two of them helplessly, feeling a little depressed.
You shouldn't be so anxious when doing things. If you want to save them, sir, you will save them. If you don't save them, even if you ask them forcefully, there will be no good results.
These two people just didn't understand this truth, so they couldn't get into Zhang Hao's eyes.
He simply pretended that he didn't hear what the two of them meant and continued to follow Zhang Hao.
Seeing that Chen Li ignored them for a long time, their faces turned a little pale, but they did not dare to mention it again, fearing that it would be self-defeating and cause Zhang Hao's dissatisfaction.
The two walked for a while and found that Chen Lijiu in front of them suddenly stopped.
"Chen Lijiu, what happened up front?"
The two bosses were following behind, so they couldn't see the mountain road ahead.
Chen Lijiu shook his head and slowly asked his luggage to be placed on the roadside. Then he pulled it from his waist and took out a new weapon.
This guy looked honest and responsible, but the weapons in his hands were more ruthless than the last.
"There are problems ahead."
Chen Lijiu whispered, using the hand holding the big knife to push Crazy Sword's back.
Crazy Blade has become a puppet. Although he is still alive, his consciousness is sealed. At this time, his body is controlled by Zhang Hao. He will do whatever Zhang Hao asks him to do.
Following Chen Lijiu's actions, Crazy Knife seemed to be turned on, and a smile appeared on his numb face again, but he still held the big knife in both hands.
He walked forward step by step and came to the fork in the road ahead.
"Young ones, I'm already here, why don't you come out?"
Crazy Blade said leisurely, his voice slightly undulating, but careless and natural.
Crazy Blade’s words echoed in the mountains.
There was movement in the surrounding weeds, and a human head emerged. This person was tall, but as timid as a mouse. He hid in the grass and did not show his body at all.
He stared at Crazy Saber for a long time, seeming to confirm the situation of Crazy Saber. He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said:
"Boss, it's not that the brothers don't believe you, it's that the brothers have their heads tied to their belts. You must be careful. You didn't get the password right. According to your logic, as long as you get the password wrong, even you can't do it."
Among the grass in the mountains, there were more eyes staring at Crazy Knife.
After Chen Lijiu heard this, he cursed secretly in his heart and thought crazily, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the tea stall owner.
Although the tea soup boss is well-informed, how could he possibly get such a password that involves his life and property?
Thinking of this, the tea stall owner's eyes flashed slightly, but he suddenly rushed forward, picked up Kuangdao's big knife, and pointed at the surrounding weeds with a fierce look on his face.
"Keep your eyes wide open, who is the boss? It has been a blessing for you for several lifetimes that the boss is willing to come to see you. You actually want to restrict the boss with a password?"
"Boss Crazy Blade, our brothers are staying behind. As long as you give the order, we will immediately rush forward and chop these guys to death!"
"Boss, please tell me, these people must have betrayed. On the surface, they say they need a password, but in fact, they are clearly disobedient and disrespectful. There is no need to show mercy to these guys who cheat on others."
The tea altar owner chattered a lot, and then he leaned close to Kuang Dao's ear, as if he was listening to Kuang Dao's orders.
His performance was so superb that he actually scared the strong man.
The man looked horrified and was trembling all over. He jumped out of the grass, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.
"Boss, it's not that our brothers want to betray, it's the new one who is too powerful. He killed a third of the brothers and said that if we don't surrender, he will eat us all. We have no choice but to protect ourselves. That’s all.”
Before he finished speaking, he saw a cold light coming from above and piercing his neck instantly.
The tea stall owner looked coldly at the weeds. The big knife in his hand was covered with blood.
"Listen to me, the boss has given the order. Now you can turn around and forget about the past. If the boss speaks in person, you will never have a chance to beg for mercy."
After hearing this, everyone whispered among themselves, seeming to be discussing countermeasures.
At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, causing everyone around to exclaim.
"Don't be fooled. There is something wrong with this man. He is not a Crazy Sword at all."
The brothers who were a little loose just now were suddenly startled.
"You brat, what are you talking about? Believe it or not, if I kill you now, the boss won't blame me?"
The tea stall owner gritted his teeth and looked at the man who spoke coldly, wanting to cut this man into pieces.
He almost succeeded just now, but he didn't expect that as soon as this guy opened his mouth, he scared everyone back.
The boys on these mountain roads are like domestic pigs in a pigsty.
It's better to scare someone with a knife than to coax or hold them.
He has been in the Valley of the Wicked for a long time, so he naturally knows what these people are worried about.
There is only one thing they worry about the most, is the Crazy Sword himself?
As long as this one condition is met, there is nothing else to talk about. It will come out sooner or later anyway.
The man's words directly made all his efforts in vain.
The man stared at Kuang Dao coldly and pointed at the other big knife in Kuang Dao's hand.
"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. The boss will never hold a knife like this."
A younger brother died, but he didn't care at all.
In other words, no one in the Valley of Evil cared about their brothers. Everyone came out to beg for their lives, and they all carried blood debts. It would be the same for anyone who died, as long as they didn't die themselves.
The tea stall owner looked at Kuang Dao. The way Kuang Dao held the knife was very strange.
He pressed the button of the blood groove above the handle of the knife with his left hand. As long as he pressed it lightly, there would be an extra gap on the chopping knife. When it penetrated the human body, the groove would be opened and blood would flow out. The injury was a laceration. There is no way to heal at all.
And this sword, although it has this mechanism, but the way of holding the sword is a little different.
The tea stall owner had observed Kuang Dao's hand holding the knife. When Kuang Dao held the knife, he would leave one or two centimeters of space in his hand.
In this way, when Crazy Sword takes the sword, once he is facing an enemy, he can slow down the impact at the tiger's mouth.
Every experienced killer will do this. But maybe Zhang Hao didn't pay attention and missed this detail.
He resumed thinking in his mind, trying to find a reasonable explanation. However, at this moment, he saw Crazy Blade taking a step.
Crazy Blade did not speak, but walked directly towards the person who spoke. He slowly raised the knife in his hand and threw it in front of the other person.
"Pick it up."
Crazy Blade said calmly, his voice full of indifference and murderous intent.
The man's expression changed slightly.
"My identity has been revealed. Do you want to kill me and silence me?"
"Didn't you say that the way I hold the knife is wrong? Pick up the knife and let's have a fight.
Let other brothers see if I am real.
If I lose, I'll chop off one of your arms. If I win, I'll chop off half of your body. ”
Kuang Dao smiled ferociously, with a strong murderous look on his face.
Hearing this, the brothers suddenly took a breath of cold air.
This tone has the same temper as the boss. He said he would lose, but never took it seriously. He only thought about winning and taking something from the opponent.
Isn’t this really the boss?
Doubts arose in their hearts, and they couldn't help but look at the speaker, only to see that his face became even paler, but he still persisted.
Begging for mercy at this time is actually the last resort. The only way to save his life is to expose Crazy Sword's identity.
After understanding this, he took a sudden breath, which bulged in his chest, and then held the knife and rushed towards the Crazy Knife.
Crazy Sword's reach is very good. In addition to the skill of holding the knife, he has entered the realm of transformation, otherwise he would not be called Crazy Sword.
The two of them were fighting each other, with Kuang Dao standing motionless, while the man beside him kept changing his posture and wandering around.
Although the knife in his hand is also very smart, compared to the crazy knife, it is a little more complicated and a little less precise.
Everyone looked in silence, and a hint of surprise gradually appeared in their eyes.
"Look, the boss's hand with the knife has never left the three inches in front of him from the beginning to the end. This shows that the boss is just defending and has no murderous intention."
"I have always heard that the boss is the best in the world with swords, but I didn't expect it to be even more terrifying than the legend says."
"Everyone, take a closer look. Why do I feel that the boss is not exerting any force at all? Is he always retaining strength in his hands?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They were already murderous, but the boss actually still had seven percent of his strength left.
They observed carefully, and after a moment, they couldn't help but nod.
Indeed, it was exactly what this person said. From beginning to end, the boss never used his second hand. He just held the machete flat, and every time he slashed, he did not aim at the opponent's vital point.
This set of actions can only prove one point. When the boss said to kill people, he was just scaring the other party.
The boss just wanted to verify this person's strength.
When a killer fights with others, he will leave no room. Once he leaves room, it is equivalent to giving up killing, just for the sake of exchanging ideas.
Zhang Hao looked at the other party silently, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.
The person in front of him has the same sword skills as Kuang Dao, but he has a bit of youthfulness. He should be a disciple of Kuang Dao.
No wonder this person knew the moves of Crazy Sword very well and directly concluded that Crazy Sword had changed people.
If you can't see the problem when facing your own master, you'll be damned.
However, this person probably wouldn't have thought that whether the Crazy Sword would die or not would depend on him in a single thought.
Zhang Hao's control of the Crazy Blade not only controlled his body, but even his memory.
Crazy Sword's method of using swords comes from his understanding of sword skills.
When a master beats his apprentice, even if the apprentice is better than his master, his experience is not as good as that of the master.
For a moment, the man was pressed down and beaten by the mad knife for a long time, and his whole body was trembling extremely.
"What else do you have to say?"
Crazy Blade said calmly.
Upon hearing this, the man immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed heavily several times.
"The master is here, and I am bowing to my disciple. The disciple has just questioned the master and asked him to punish me."
After finishing speaking, he raised the sword with both hands and offered it respectfully.
He originally thought that Kuang Dao would take action, but he didn't expect that Kuang Dao just glanced at him, took back the beheading knife, and then said calmly:
"With your little skill, you are not even qualified to be killed by me. Improve yourself after you go back, and come back to compete with me next time."
The master really didn't intend to hurt himself.
The man didn't hesitate anymore. After kowtowing a few times with great respect, he stood next to Crazy Sword. He still held Crazy Sword's sword, but the murderous look on his face was already aimed at his brother.
"Listen to me, you can do whatever my master says. If anyone dares to question my master, I will be the first to say no!"
Yang Jinku roared angrily, scanning the crowd coldly and seeing everyone's expressions in his eyes.
Everyone walked out of the grass and stood on the mountain road in fear, waiting for Crazy Sword's inspection.
After Crazy Blade checked around, he frowned.
"The wrong number of people."
Hearing this, Yang Jinku nodded helplessly.
"Master, there is no way. All of our brothers are unreliable.
Within three days of the strongman's arrival, one-third of the people had been assigned to the team and joined the opposite party. It was with great difficulty that we organized these people. ”
Speaking of this matter, Yang Jinku was still a little unhappy.
"Master, that boy didn't take you seriously. I told you your name clearly, but he still refused to give you face. If our brothers hadn't escaped with a desperate resistance, I might not have been able to see you."
In front of his master, he said whatever he wanted, even saying that he was not his opponent.
Although Kuang Dao was a puppet, Zhang Hao was able to portray the master vividly by relying on the short memory in his mind.
Zhang Hao asked Kuang Dao to say a few words about the scene, and then immediately asked him to lead the way.
Everyone returned to their hearts. Although they were surprised by the unfamiliar faces behind the Crazy Blade, no one thought much about it.
From the beginning to the end, apart from Crazy Sword, the only people paying attention were Chen Lijiu and the tea stall owner.
In their eyes, Zhang Hao is just a little guy who is not good at talking.
However, they will not know that the real master behind the scenes is Zhang Hao. (End of chapter)