in the edge

Chapter 76 Another Knife Seller

When he first came to Yanzhou City, Du Chengfeng once thought it was a safe city.

After all, registration is required to enter every door, and there are strict security measures. Long knives and swords are not allowed to be brought into the street, and they will be confiscated if they are seen. Compared with Jibei, which has a human life, this Yanzhou City is obviously a peaceful and safe place.

But until now, Du Chengfeng realized that there should be something wrong with this statement.

For example, if Yanzhou City is really so peaceful, why would everyone need to go through the security check when entering the door?
"Even if the long knife and long sword are banned, it seems useless."

Looking at the recently beaten corpse on the ground, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but scratch his head.

It's completely different from what looks ordinary during the day, but Yanzhou City at night is really lively.Just walking back to the mansion from the gate of the city, Du Chengfeng killed nine people.

Two rogues settled down, a grocer, two bearers, two thieves in the dark, a beggar, and even a prostitute in a brothel.

In addition to the previous cook from Qingyang Tower, the daggers and shovels left behind by these people were enough to make a set of ten for him.

But these ten companies didn’t come up with anything good. The cook is good at making rice noodles, the two hooligans can only blackmail pottery, the clerk at the grocery store is good at yelling, and the beggars can sing and count. Bao, the things left by the bearers and thieves are useful. On both sides, one is familiar with Yanzhou City in the daytime, and the other is familiar with Yanzhou City at night. Du Chengfeng is familiar with the terrain of Yanzhou a lot. As for the prostitute in the brothel ... Du Chengfeng really couldn't think of any use for learning makeup by himself.

That's right, they are all miscellaneous little things. These people dare to attack and kill single passers-by in the middle of the night, but there is not even a single martial artist among them.

They are just ordinary people, and they may not even be able to beat others in a fight.

But now, under the cover of night, they have all become brutal killers.

"Is it all because of this..."

Pulling back the robe on his body, Du Chengfeng looked at the more and more short knives and scorpions in the robe.

The only thing these people have in common is that they bought these knives that were said to "solve problems" from someone who was hiding their heads and showing their tails, and they did use the knives in their hands to physically solve the problems they faced—and After tasting the benefits of killing, that is, the evil spirit in Du Chengfeng's eyes, these people couldn't stop.

Just like those prairie warriors under He Xiqing, the evil spirit brought about by the murder gradually increased the strength of these ordinary people, making them start to surpass ordinary people and gradually move towards inhumans.

Even if these people have never practiced martial arts, a dozen or so soldiers may not be able to take them down, not to mention ordinary passers-by who walk at night, I am afraid that they will be killed on the spot if they don't meet each other.

It's a pity that Du Chengfeng can't be regarded as an ordinary passerby.

"Are you really a human?"

Just when Du Chengfeng was about to open the courtyard door and enter his new mansion to have a look, a voice sounded from behind him.

"These are all knives that I've kept for more than half a year. I'll accept if you take away one or two. Since everyone is in the same industry, I don't care about you... You don't even say hello." , Is it a bit too much to collect the weight of ten heads in one breath? Treat me as dead?"

"……You are?"

Du Chengfeng turned his head in surprise, only to find a figure in a loose robe squatting on the eaves not far away, looking down at him.

Although the other party hid his head and showed his tail, and even covered his entire face, just looking at this familiar aura, it was clearly the one who appeared in the memory of those knives before, the man who sold murderous short blades!
"I am the head of intelligence in Yanzhou, nicknamed Sparrowhawk."

The hidden figure jumped down from the eaves and looked at Du Chengfeng's robe.

"Your clothes... don't you just get mixed up with sparrows? How dare you go overboard?"

"what?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but was stunned by the question.

The robe he was wearing was made when he was attending a big market in Jibei. At that time, he happened to meet a knife seller, so he bought all the seventeen knives he had, and this robe was naturally used as packaging. One piece was given as a gift - all along, he just thought that this old robe was okay to wear on him, and the knives hanging inside could just be used as a layer of inner armor, which was a good thing to use for personal protection.

But now it seems that there is another way to say this old robe?
"I, that, uh... Sparrowhawk?"

Du Chengfeng was silent for a moment.

Originally, he thought that the knife seller was an outlaw, and he planned to follow the memories in those knives to find him and beat the knife seller to death—but now, according to the knife seller, The other party seems to be organized?The person in charge of intelligence in Yanzhou?

It sounds like some official organization. Could this be my colleague in Yanzhou?

Although Du Chengfeng always felt that the other party's deeds were not good, but when he thought about the weirdness of the sword and soldiers' aura, and the outrageous degree of the Nanchen Yichao, he always felt that nothing strange appeared in this world.

"Since they are all our own people, let's come in and have a seat."

After thinking about it, Du Chengfeng pushed open the door of the mansion first, and was going to chat with this strange colleague first, so as to collect more information about Yanzhou.

But who would have thought that just an ordinary action of pushing the door would make the knife seller who called himself Sparrowhawk speechless in shock.

"This...isn't this the house of the Yanzhou Ordnance Chief? What are you, wait?"

The knife seller who called himself Sparrowhawk seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"I heard that during the day, a new grinder came to Yanzhou. Could it be..."

"That's right, it's next."

Du Chengfeng cupped his hands and admitted it.

After all, he didn't lie, he was indeed a new grinder, as for whether he was from Jizhou or Yanzhou... Anyway, the Sparrowhawk didn't ask.

"Great!"

Sparrowhawk clapped his hands excitedly.

"I didn't expect any of my peers to be in this position! In this way, our great cause will be more hopeful!"

"Our great cause?"

Du Chengfeng was taken aback.

Although it's not that he can't understand the word, the word "Daye" is used here... Does it sound a bit strange?
"Yes! Our great cause!"

Saying this, the Sparrowhawk cupped his hands in the direction of the north.

"When the Khan's Heavenly Soldiers arrive, this mere Nanchen Xiao'er is nothing more than a chicken and a dog!"

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