reckless detective

Chapter 380 Unparalleled Spectrum (3)

Just as he was thinking, a maid gently opened the door and walked in.

The maid is extremely beautiful, the emperor's concubine is nothing more than that, right?
The maid didn't say much, so Wu Cuo didn't ask too much.Ask him to change clothes, he will let others change his clothes, tell him to freshen up, he will let others wash him up, tell him to eat, he will follow the people to the place where he eats, as if he has returned to Wu's house in the south of the Yangtze River, As if this was just an ordinary morning.

The maid led him to a bigger room, which was big enough for three tables, five sets of bookshelves, and four big beds like the one Wu Cuo had just slept in, but there was only one table.

There was a small clay stove on the table, and an iron kettle on the stove. The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the water in the kettle was bubbling.

Sitting at the table was a man with a dark, ruddy face and a short, stiff neck. It would probably take five minutes more effort to cut off such a neck.

The exquisite clothes concealed the toughness of the hulking back, so that this rough man could also be called "gentle and elegant".

Xiong Wuye!
The person sitting at the table is Xiong Wuye.

Wu Cuo was neither surprised nor frightened, and he also sat at the table.

The first tea is ready, Xiong Wuye handed Wu Cuo a cup.

"Great hangover hangover."

Wu took it by mistake and drank it down, "Where's Yan Ruyu?"

Xiong Wuye poured him another glass, "Of course Mr. Yan is here, but unfortunately he has a very bad temper, please take more time for him to come over."

Yan Ruyu was not invited at all, he was called all the way here.

While beating, he shouted, "What's wrong with Wu? If you don't hand him over today, I'll kill you all!"

This person is really weird, he obviously can't kill people, but he still wants to pretend to be a big villain.

"It's great to have such a friend." Xiong Wuye looked at Yan Ruyu who was fighting with others through the window.

Yan Ruyu didn't hurt those who fought with him, and those people didn't dare to hurt him at all, instead they carefully led him towards the big room.

Xiong Wuye said again: "No one wants to be separated from such a friend."

Wu wrongly nodded, "That's right, life is too short to be friends with such a person."

Xiong Wuye said again: "As long as you join a gang and kill a few people for the gang every year, I can guarantee that you will not only get money, power, and fame, but also no one will be able to separate you..."

"No." Wu Cuo had no intention of continuing to listen.

"why?"

Wu mistakenly pointed to Yan Ruyu who was getting closer to him, "Because he doesn't like killing people."

"It's a pity." Xiong Wuye looked at the green soup in the cup, and said in a neutral tone: "Today, one of you two may die."

When Xiong Wuye said this, Yan Ruyu had already "killed" into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, all those who fought with him disappeared in a hurry, even the overturned stone benches and fallen branches were cleaned up. Their task was to "invite" him into the house.

"We both have to live. As long as I live, he won't let him die, and as long as he's still breathing, he won't let me die." Yan Ruyu withdrew his sword, crossed his arms, and stared at Fifth Master Xiong.

His eyes were radiant and full of energy, as if all the energy he had accumulated had been used at this moment.

Wu Cuo looked at him, and his heart was full of hope.

Unfortunately, his hopes were dashed the next moment.

"You two can't beat me together."

This is a big truth, just like "If you don't eat, you will starve to death".

Xiong Wuye has been famous in Jianghu for a long time, and I don't know how many masters have died in his hands. Besides, he is ranked third in the Wushuang spectrum.

No one dared to take chances against such a person with top skills, experience, and psychological quality. Besides, Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu tried their best and didn't find anything worth taking chances.

The expressions of the two young men suddenly became ugly.

"You're right, we really can't beat you," Wu Cuo said in a deep voice, "but we still don't want to join the Wanxiong Gang, and we don't want to kill for you."

Fifth Master Xiong smiled and said, "Who said the Wanxiong Gang wants to recruit two?"

"Not the Ten Thousand Bears?"

"No."

"What gang is that?"

"A gang that even the Ten Thousand Bears are afraid of."

No one in the world would have thought that these words would come from Xiong Wuye.

There is also a gang that can scare the Wanxiong Gang to death?
"Could it be that gang?" Wu Cuo thought of an answer, shook his head again, not sure, "But, after the battle with Baili Shibu, that gang has disappeared for many years."

"Being invisible doesn't mean disappearing."

"Through the pylorus?" Yan Ruyu finally asked the answer.

"The Twelve Sects of Tongyou, the Wanxiong Gang is only the most inconspicuous one at the bottom, but you see, I, the most humble sect master, have enjoyed all the glory, wealth, power and status in the world. The master of the pylorus door..."

Xiong Wuye didn't finish his sentence. He had such confidence that it was enough to impress the two young people.

"Where's your wife and children?" Yan Ruyu asked suddenly.

Fifth Lord Xiong shook his head, "I don't have a wife or children."

"what about your friends?"

"I have no friends either."

"Then you always have parents?"

Xiong Wuye frowned, his patience was about to run out, "They have already passed away."

Yan Ruyu nodded, "Then what's the use of being rich and powerful?"

After all, the exquisite clothes couldn't hide Xiong Wuye's violent temper. He had already drawn out the knife hidden under the table.

Cutting Dragon Knife.

It is four feet three inches long and weighs 86 Jin Qiliang.

In the arena, the dragon cutting knife is as famous as Xiong Wuye.

Compared with this heavy knife, the swords in the hands of Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo are like toys.

Yan Ruyu has no doubts, as long as he touches this heavy sword head-on, his sword will definitely break in two.

Perhaps, more than two pieces.

His sword is very ordinary, the kind that many beginners use.

He wanted to keep his own life and the sword in his hand, because once the sword was destroyed, his life would be lost. This is a lesson that generations of swordsmen have summed up with blood, and Yan Ruyu dare not believe it.

So he hid very hard, with almost no chance of making a move.

If it weren't for Wu's mistake to stab Xiong Wuye twice from time to time, making him retreat to defend and parry, Yan Ruyu's people would have been cut into several sections.

Only then did he discover that not all the masters on the Wushuang spectrum were as close as he and Wu Cuo.

The two people ranked next to each other may also be the difference between heaven and earth.

"It seems that I should take care of your breakfast first, lest you swing your sword into noodles."

Xiong Wuye swung his knife a little carelessly, but with more momentum.

Another boring day, except this one started with teasing two puppies.

Perhaps this was a good start, at least a little different from the boring days before, but he didn't understand, how could that person fall in love with Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu?
The moment when this question flashed past was also the moment when Xiong Wuye was least concentrated.

He lost his mind.

Very short, very deadly.

Yan Ruyu, who had no power to fight back, jumped up suddenly, and Wu Cuo happened to raise the dragon-cutting knife by an inch with his sword, and the opening finally came!

This is their only chance!
(End of this chapter)