reckless detective

Chapter 389 Unparalleled Spectrum (12)

Xiong Wuye's knife fell to the ground with a clang, and he also collapsed on the ground, shaking like a sieve.

Shang Yin looked at Xiong Wuye, feeling extremely happy, and she couldn't help laughing "ha".

Realizing that Wu Cuo was looking at her, Shang Yin smiled even sweeter.

If such a smile can reassure Wu Cuo that Yan Ruyu is still alive, Shang Yin would rather smile at him forever.

"As I said, only living people are useful." The masked man stared straight at Xiong Wuye through the small hole in the mask, "You are disobedient, but disobedient people don't have to live."

"No!" Xiong Wuye began to kowtow to the masked man, leaving a red gash on his forehead every time, "I was wrong, give me another chance! I won't dare again!"

In just one sentence, his forehead was bloody.

What he answered was a dagger about one foot (about 33 centimeters) long.

When he saw the dagger clearly, the masked man had wiped off the blood on the dagger.

Xiong Wuye's blood.

The masked man shot very slowly, even, like an assassin just getting started, only Wu saw the way by mistake.

It's as clever as clumsy.

That is already another realm.

Wu Cuo took a breath.

He had already begun to think about another, more serious problem.

Xiong Wuye is dead, what about his bet with Yan Ruyu?
Also, is Yan Ruyu really still alive?
This was the last question Wu Cuo wanted to think about. As soon as the thought came to him, he immediately shook his head and waved it away.

Fortunately, Wu Cuo was not tortured by this problem for too long.

Seven days later, Yan Ruyu answered the question herself.

Seeing Yan Ruyu appear, Wu Cuo finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he is still alive, it doesn't matter even if he can never be rescued.

However, seeing Yan Ruyu's opponent, Wu Cuo's heart beat again.

That looks like a difficult person to deal with, at least no easier than Xiong Wuye.

In his 40s, he was a short man, wearing a small Taoist robe, which looked elongated on him. He was unremarkable, had no weapons, but wore a glove on his left hand.

Countless things happened in the rivers and lakes these days, Wu Cuo didn't know a single thing, and Yan Ruyu was similar to him, but Yan Ruyu knew one more thing than him.

A man named Han Zhige defeated Zhou Cheng who was ranked second on the Wushuang spectrum.

"So, my opponent has become Han Zhige?" Yan Ruyu asked.

A piercing voice sounded, "Not bad."

"Where is Fifth Master Xiong?" Yan Ruyu asked again.

"Our original agreement was that you would defeat the leader of the Wanxiong Gang, and Xiong Wuye is no longer the leader of the Wanxiong Gang." The masked man was in a good mood today, and he added: "Dead people can't manage the Wanxiong Gang."

Yan Ruyu nodded, his sword was out of its sheath, "Let's do it."

Han Zhige was stunned for a moment, he knew that the young man in front of him was once defeated by Xiong Wuye, Xiong Wuye ranked third on Wushuangpu, and he was ranked second.

But this young man was so calm facing himself, as if he had the determination to win.

He saw the sword in the boy's hand.

The blade of the sword is as clear as a pool of spring water, with a crescent moon like the eyes of a virgin.

Only a magical weapon that has never seen blood can be so soft, sharp, and solemn.

whoosh-

When he looked at the sword, Yan Ruyu had already made a move.

The move was extremely fast, which gave him the first opportunity, Han Zhige also made a move hastily, when he stretched out his hand to catch the stabbing sword, he hesitated.

I don't know whether I am afraid of Yan Ruyu's aura of surviving from death, or the sword in his hand.

Han Zhige is over forty years old, agility is no longer his strong point, but fortunately, he can make up for it with experience.

The second move, in a disadvantaged situation, he did not retreat but advanced, his left hand managed to block Yan Ruyu's sword, and his right hand was in the shape of an eagle's claw, straight for Yan Ruyu's lower abdomen.

People who survive from death are always too impatient and show their flaws too early.

He glanced at Yan Ruyu's face again, he was still too young.

This may be the last time he saw Yan Ruyu's face, because a sword had already pierced his chest.

A broken sword, judging from the hilt, is a very cheap and common sword that many beginners would use.

This sword was cut by Xiong Wuye to only one section and two inches long. It was shorter than ordinary daggers, but it was enough to kill a person.

"You lost." Han Zhige had already fallen, and Yan Ruyu was talking to the masked man.

The masked man was silent for a while, and only nodded.

At that moment, he seemed to be shrouded in deep sadness, and even his back was a little bent.

Yan Ruyu couldn't care less, and rushed forward, helping Wu Cuo who was not far away.

"Let's go."

Accompanied by the first cry of frogs in the early summer night, the eyes of both of them were full of hope.

"Wait," Wu Cuo said to the masked human: "Release Shang Yin, let me take her away."

The masked man smiled wryly, "It's up to you."

As soon as the words fell, someone had already brought a girl in a blue dress over.

Shang Yin had obviously lost weight, but like the two, her eyes were full of hope. She didn't expect that Yan Ruyu was really alive, she didn't expect that Wu Cuo would really take her away, and she didn't expect that the masked man would agree .

She happily walked out of the gate of the Wanxiong Gang with the two of them. It has been ten years, and the outside world is both new and strange.

Wu Cuo was seriously injured. He rode crookedly on the horse and said to Yan Ruyu, "What are your plans next?"

Yan Ruyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this day finally came, if Wu mistakenly knew that he had killed Mr. Wu, would he forgive himself?
Instead of answering, he asked back, "What about you?"

Wu Cuo was in a great mood, he shrugged indifferently, "If you have something to worry about, I'll go with you, if you don't, why not follow me back to Wu's house in Jiangnan." He looked at Shang Yin continued to say to Yan Ruyu: "You are my good friend, so I naturally want to treat you to a glass of wedding wine."

"Wedding?" Yan Ruyu had already noticed Shang Yin.

If Mr. Wu is still alive, what a beautiful thing this is, he should send his blessings.

But at this moment, the words of blessing were like bones stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down.

Finally, Yan Ruyu sighed and said, "I lost your sword."

"It doesn't matter, it has been found."

"Your family's BMW—the one-horned Cangyue, I also lost it."

Wu Cuo's eyes lit up, "Have you been to my house? How is my elder brother?"

Yan Ruyu wanted to lower her head, but forced herself to look directly into Wu Cuo's eyes, "She...is dead."

With just three words, Wu Cuo's originally hopeful eyes dimmed instantly, and the smile on his face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Dead...dead..." He seemed unable to understand the meaning of these two words, he repeated it several times before asking: "How could...dead?"

Yan Ruyu told Wu Cuo everything without concealment, waiting for Wu Cuo's ruling.

After a long silence, Wu Cuo finally said: "You go, I can hold back while I can not kill you."

Can he kill Yan Ruyu?

In particular, Yan Ruyu has already defeated Han Zhige who is ranked second in Wushuangpu. In the past few months, his martial arts has improved a lot.

How did Wu Cuo kill Yan Ruyu?
Unless, Yan Ruyu is willing to let him kill.

Is Yan Ruyu willing?

of course.

How could his life be worth the life of Mr. Wu?He wished he could be killed eight times out of ten.

Wu mistakenly asked him to leave because of an attitude: an attitude of not wanting to kill him, and not wanting to be friends with him anymore.

An attitude of contempt for disappointment.

Yan Ruyu doesn't even deserve to beg for death, that will only dirty Wu Cuo's sword.

He kicked the horse's belly in a daze, causing the horse to gallop. It was as if a mountain was hanging around his neck, and he couldn't lift his head up.

There was only one way down the mountain, so Wu Cuo slowed down his horse and deliberately staggered the distance from him.

He watched as his green clothes turned into a small blue dot and finally disappeared from sight.

As soon as the little blue dot disappeared, another little red dot appeared. The little red dot was very fast, and it arrived in front of Wu Cuo almost instantly.

Diao Ruyi.

She was wearing a bright red skirt, and the rouge on her face was as red as a peony.Riding a snow-white wolf, the wolf panted heavily with its tongue hanging down.A small snake was wrapped around its neck. The body of the snake was black, and its scales shone like a slippery necklace.

As soon as she stopped, a red scorpion rushed to her shoulder and merged with her red dress.The scorpion shook its head and tail, as if the long-distance raid had made its muscles and bones stiff, and it needed to relax.

"Sister Diao." Wu Cuo lowered his head and cupped his hands in a very respectful manner.

Shang Yin on the side naturally saw the weight of the other party, and hurriedly called her sister.

Diao Ruyi narrowed his eyes and gave her a sideways glance.

"who are you?"

Wu Cuo rushed to answer; "She is mine..."

"I didn't ask you." Diao Ruyi's voice was cold.

Wu Cuo had no choice but to shut up and cast an encouraging look at Shang Yin.

He was really afraid of two people in this world, one was her elder sister, Mr. Wu, and the other was Diao Ruyi in front of him.

Naturally, Shang Yin also saw that the woman in front of him was not easy to get along with, so he said respectfully, "My name is Shang Yin, and I belong to Mr. Wu..."

Diao Ruyi turned to Wu Cuo and said, "You'd better kill her now."

"I know...but...no..."

"I come."

Before Diao Ruyi moved, Wu Cuo had pulled his horse between the two women.

Diao Ruyi asked: "You want to fight with me?"

"I have to do it."

"You know how important that secret is."

"I know that once that secret is revealed, it will be a bloodbath."

"Then you still bring a woman you just met?"

"I like her."

"People from the Wanxiong Gang arrested you, and people from the Wanxiong Gang saved your life... Can't you see the problem?"

Wu Cuo replied palely: "I know, but I like her."

Diao Ruyi stretched out a finger and touched the red scorpion.

Wu Cuo saw her thoughts, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Sister Diao is so beautiful today."

When someone praised her, a smile appeared in Diao Ruyi's eyes, "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot, I should treat you to a glass of wine."

As she said that, Diao Ruyi really took out a wine bag from her waist, she took a sip herself, and then threw the wine bag to Wu Cuo.

After Wu Cuo took a few swigs, she said, "This is my wedding wine."

"Cough cough cough..."

In Wu Cuo's impression, Diao Ruyi has been clamoring to get married every day since she was sensible. She wants to marry Mr. Wu today and marry him tomorrow.

This is what makes her happy, and makes the men around her both love and fear.

When she was 14 years old, the son of Jin Gou, the owner of the boat on Dongting Lake, heard that Diao Ruyi wanted to marry her, so she declared that she would never marry except Diao Ruyi.

Now six years have passed, and the matchmaker who proposes marriage has trampled through the threshold of his family, but he is alone.

Among the disciples of the famous family who were harmed by Diao Ruyi, this one was just the worst one. I don't know how many people went on to die for her willingly.

Even so, Wu Cuo had never seen her in a real wedding dress, and never thought that she would really marry.

This is probably the biggest disturbance in the Jianghu in ten years!

Wu Cuo couldn't bear curiosity and asked, "Who did you marry?"

"A blacksmith."

The answer was so incredible that Wu Cuo opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a long time.

"blacksmith?"

Diao Ruyi took a sip of his wine triumphantly, "Can't I marry a blacksmith?"

"Of course." Wu Cuo was left speechless by her question. He adjusted his thinking and asked, "Is he a famous blacksmith? Has he made famous swords?"

"Actually, he's not really a blacksmith, he's an apprentice at best."

"Then he...has a unique skill?"

"Besides blacksmithing, there seems to be no special skills."

"Then what do you like about him?"

Diao Ruyi didn't answer him, but instead said: "You found a woman in the Wanxiong Gang, we are the same, don't look down on anyone."

Wu Cuo felt relieved, looked up to the sky and smiled, "Let me just say, Sister Diao, you know me best...but what do you like about that blacksmith?"

"Probably because," Diao Ruyi pointed at Shang Yin, "he treats me no worse than you treat this woman."

"That's really worth entrusting for life."

"No, I'd rather hurry up than marry him."

Two months ago.

The news of Mr. Wu's death spread throughout the thirteen counties in the south of the Yangtze River. People who came to express their condolences filled up the inns in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and even sold out the white coarse cloth in the cloth shop.

Mr. Wu is young and has no heirs. His only younger brother Wu Cuo disappeared at this time, and his life and death are uncertain.

People are concerned about how the Wu family's family business should be distributed, and they are even more eager to try, wanting to climb into the Wu family's inextricably linked network and reap some benefits from it.

The strange thing is that the Wu family neither set up a mourning hall nor opened the door to welcome guests, and even the shopkeeper of the racecourse who walked most frequently with the Wu family in the past was turned away.

The eyeliners sent by wealthy businessmen around Wu's house were surprised to find that there had never been even a secret burial.

Two people used their skills to go deep into the Wu residence, wanting to find out.

That night, one person was beheaded.

Another person who escaped with serious injuries only said two words before dying.

"Officers!"

Could it be that they were hacked to death by officers and soldiers?There are officers and soldiers hiding in Wu's house?

As soon as the news came out, not to mention the people in the world, even the magistrate was alarmed. Could it be that the Wu family hoarded soldiers privately, and would it be against them?

This time, a lot of real officers and soldiers were mobilized, and the magistrate came to investigate in person, and surrounded the Wu residence until it was completely impenetrable.

"crunch-"

The closed door of Wu's residence finally opened, and a girl in sackcloth and mourning came out from the door.

People who are acquainted with the Wu family, whether they are business partners or friends in the rivers and lakes, all know this girl.

Diao Ruyi.

Everyone knows that she is a frequent visitor to the Wu Mansion, and Mr. Wu is fascinated by her.

If there is one person in this world who can control Mr. Wu, it is probably Diao Ruyi.

not good!

Oops!The Wu family's wealth is about to fall into the hands of this woman!
The roots of troubles!Beauty is a disaster!

Frightened by the prestige of the magistrate, the people did not dare to speak out, but they couldn't help roaring in their hearts.

Diao Ruyi said calmly: "Master Zhifu blocked my house early in the morning. If there is something urgent, I won't invite you to drink tea."

Wearing linen and mourning can hardly hide the smile in her eyes.

That smile was so captivating that even the magistrate was dumbfounded for a few seconds.

"Ahem... Who are you? When did the Wu Mansion become your home?"

"I am Mrs. Wu's wife, so the Wu Mansion is naturally my home."

(End of this chapter)