Chapter 149: Brute Force
Shi Tou was too lazy to walk, so he raised his voice and shouted inside, “A Nian, bring out a bowl.”
A Nian was Chu Xu’s childhood name.
Because he had no silver on him and was eating and staying here for free, Chu Xu felt a bit awkward inside. Although they had agreed to record accounts, he still wanted to do his best to do something he could.
When the young master was at home, he never lifted a finger, not even holding a bottle, so there weren’t many things he could do, just helping Lord with things and being Yuan Yuan’s playmate.
Hearing Shi Tou shout, he ran to the bamboo basket and grabbed a clean large porcelain bowl, then quickly walked out.
“Here.” Chu Xu handed the porcelain bowl to Shi Tou, his cat-like eyes curiously glancing at the peddler.
The peddler smiled at him and praised, “He’s so handsome, looks just like his father.”
When he said “father,” he glanced toward Lu Chengjing.
Chu Xu instantly became unhappy and immediately retorted, “He’s not my father!”
His father was a mighty general who could mount a horse and kill enemies, but this scholar looked very weak, probably couldn’t even beat him, and he didn’t want a weakling as his father.
The peddler hadn’t expected these two weren’t father and son, so he could only smile awkwardly, “My eyes are dim, I didn’t see it, no wonder, no wonder.”
He casually picked up a rattle drum and handed it to Chu Xu, “This one’s on me.”
Chu Xu thought rattle drums were for kids as young as Yuan Yuan, and he didn’t want one.
But the peddler was giving it as a compensation gift, so refusing might not be good.
After hesitating for a moment, Chu Xu reached out to take it.
“Go back and keep Yuan Yuan company.” Lu Chengjing suddenly grabbed his arm, his gaze sharper than usual.
Chu Xu had the illusion of being looked at by his own father, his body reacting faster than his brain, forgetting all about the rattle drum as he turned and walked back.
The peddler reached out to grab him, but Lu Chengjing raised his hand to block, his dark eyes calmly staring at him, “What are you doing?”
The peddler gave an embarrassed smile, a flash of killing intent in his eyes, his wrist flipping as the sharp dagger stabbed toward Lu Chengjing’s chest.
Unexpectedly, a short arrow flew straight at him, forcing the peddler to flip away and dodge.
Lu Chengjing took the chance to retreat.
The honest expression on the peddler’s face completely vanished, replaced by chilling killing intent.
Lu Chengjing didn’t dare to be careless, firing three short arrows in succession, aimed straight at the peddler’s vital points.
The peddler dodged repeatedly, but the last short arrow came at a tricky angle, grazing his arm and tearing his clothes.
Looking down at the tear on his arm, the peddler felt insulted and shouted, “You’re asking for death!”
He leaped up and pounced toward Lu Chengjing, the snow-bright dagger flashing with cold light.
Xiao Huan and Shi Tou were both stunned by this development.
Seeing the peddler pounce, Shi Tou instinctively grabbed the wheelchair and retreated with Lu Chengjing, while Xiao Huan grabbed the carrying pole and held it in front of her, vigilantly staring at the peddler.
A cold laugh overflowed from the peddler’s throat, completely ignoring Xiao Huan as his dagger flipped toward her neck.
Xiao Huan’s heart pounded like a drum, facing the killing intent head-on, her legs stiff with fear, but the carrying pole in her hands swung without restraint, creating multiple afterimages, almost like a pinwheel, airtight.
She actually blocked the peddler’s move.
The blade chopped into the carrying pole, scraping with a piercing sound from the friction that made one’s scalp tingle.
The strike missed, and the peddler flipped in midair, dodging the carrying pole as his stabbing dagger reached Xiao Huan’s head from behind.
At the same time, a short arrow shot rapidly toward the peddler’s hand back.
The peddler immediately pulled back his hand, abandoning the attack on Xiao Huan to chase Lu Chengjing instead.
“Catch the saber.”
Chu Xu had seen the situation turn bad, so he quickly ran back to the wooden shed and took out a long saber from the box.
These sabers naturally belonged to the assassins, and Chu Xu didn’t believe Shang Wan had already dealt with them, so Shang Wan showed him this evidence.
Chu Xu threw the saber hard to Shi Tou, but Shi Tou had no rapport with him, not only failing to catch it but getting hit on the head by the saber.
Chu Xu: “…”
Shi Tou: “…”
Ignoring their mutual disdain, Shi Tou picked up the saber and barely blocked the assassin’s dagger.
Lu Chengjing seized the opportunity to shoot the last short arrow.
The peddler hurriedly dodged, and the back of his hand that was blocking his neck was grazed by the short arrow, drawing a line of blood.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the back of his hand, looking at Lu Chengjing as if he were a dead man.
Shi Tou had a bad feeling and told Chu Xu to quickly take Yuan Yuan and run while grabbing Lu Chengjing’s wheelchair to retreat.
“Run? None of you are running!”
The peddler raised his hand and fired a signal arrow, and as the fireworks exploded in the air, he leaped toward Lu Chengjing again.
He was determined to kill this man today!
Shi Tou and Xiao Huan guarded Lu Chengjing, one on each side, using brute force to contend with the peddler.
The peddler hadn’t expected two ordinary people to have such great strength, his palms numbed from the shock, and in a moment of carelessness, Xiao Huan smashed him with the carrying pole.
The huge force stiffened his body for an instant, and Shi Tou took the chance to swing the saber at him.
The peddler raised his dagger to block, but Shi Tou had put all his strength into the chop, actually breaking his dagger.
The saber edge chopped into his shoulder, and blood immediately spurted out.
The peddler felt the pain, his eyes terrifyingly gloomy as he swung a palm strike.
The palm containing internal energy came fast and fierce, and Shi Tou couldn’t dodge, getting sent flying.
Xiao Huan couldn’t afford to check on Shi Tou and took his position.
Both she and Shi Tou fought relying on brute force, with no techniques at all.
When the peddler got serious, the two couldn’t compete at all.
The carrying pole was kicked in two, Xiao Huan took a heavy blow to the chest and flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
She tried to struggle up but couldn’t, lying futilely on the ground.
“Your turn.” The peddler’s sinister gaze fell on Lu Chengjing, a dagger appearing in his hand again as he said grimly, “I’m going to stab you straight through.”
Lu Chengjing’s expression was calm, facing the impending death with neither panic nor begging for mercy like the others.
Not seeing the expression he wanted, the peddler’s eyes sharpened as he lunged forward, the blade swiping toward Lu Chengjing’s slender neck.
Before the blade could touch the skin, the peddler suddenly felt intense pain in his abdomen, as if hit by a wild beast.
A foot in a cloth shoe was kicking his abdomen.
“You…” Aren’t you a cripple?
His eyes widened in disbelief, and the peddler flew backward, landing beside Shi Tou.
While he’s sick, kill him.
Shi Tou picked up the nearby saber and stabbed several holes into the peddler.
Warm blood splashed on his face, clinging to his eyelashes.
Shi Tou’s eyes reddened, teeth gritted as he gripped the long saber and twisted it inside the peddler’s body, ignoring the peddler’s pained howls, watching him die under his blade.
“Clang!”
The long saber dropped to the ground, Shi Tou collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, staring blankly at the peddler’s corpse, forgetting to wipe the blood from his face.
Lu Chengjing quickly walked over, deftly pulled out the saber and stabbed it into the peddler’s chest, confirming he was really dead before letting out a soft breath.
He pulled out the saber and reached to help Shi Tou up, “Let’s go!”
The peddler had fired the signal arrow earlier, so there were definitely his accomplices around, and it wasn’t safe to stay here.
