Chapter 28: Shooting

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the crows were lowing.

Restaurant.

Three burly men were drunk, one of whom was Zhu Lie.

Zhu Lie was drunk, his eyes red: "Damn it, a coachman, what is he worth, worthy of my apology?"

Another person echoed: "That's right, Second Master, I'll kill that old thing for you another day."

"Right, right, right, I heard he has a disciple, let him fall into the latrine and drown tomorrow."

These two were not Zhu family members, but Zhu Lie's underworld friends outside, all ruthless people with some reputation in the underworld.

Hearing the words of the two.

Zhu Lie felt better in his heart.

"Brother's way of doing things is just too timid!"

He and his brother Zhu Ping wandered Qinghe back then; Zhu Ping was resourceful, and he was fierce and domineering, which is how they built their foundation in Qinghe.

"If it weren't for Brother stopping me, the other two families in Qinghe would have been eliminated by him long ago."

Zhu Lie muttered.

He had been living more and more suffocatingly over the years; it wasn't as refreshing as twenty years ago when he would hack anyone he didn't like.

The three of them drank until late at night before walking out the door; it was impossible for them to pay the wine money, and even if they gave it, the shopkeeper wouldn't dare to accept it.

Who in Qinghe didn't know the fierce name of the Zhu household's Second Master?

It was already midnight.

The street was pitch black, with only a few strands of cold moonlight like white sand.

Zhu Lie and the others walked on the street, swaying left and right, and just as the three turned into a remote alley—

Suddenly!

An arrow broke through the air.

It accurately hit the temple of the burly man beside him; the feathered arrow pierced the skull directly, and the body fell to the ground with a thud.

Everything happened too suddenly!

Zhu Lie shivered, and most of his drunkenness woke up.

"Who is it?"

"Damn it, come out if you have the guts, what kind of skill is it to kill with a hidden arrow!!"

Zhu Lie roared.

He was also a Rank-Entered martial artist and reacted quickly, immediately crouching down and scanning the surroundings.

"A stick for a year, a saber for a lifetime, a spear for a lifetime; a child can also hurt with a bow and arrow."

A bow and arrow is a top-level killing weapon among ordinary people.

A child holding a bow and arrow could kill an adult, let alone someone hiding in the dark and shooting arrows.

He hadn't found the person shooting the arrow yet.

Whoosh!

Another feathered arrow shot over.

The arrow pierced the left chest of the other burly man, a burst of miserable howling sounded, blood flowed, and it looked like he wouldn't live.

Zhu Lie also found the position of the person shooting the arrow at this time.

"Looking for death!"

He rolled on the ground, running toward the direction where the feathered arrow flew like a cheetah.

Jumping up, he jumped onto the wall.

He saw a figure squatting on the wall in the pitch-black night.

"Who exactly are you?"

Two subordinates died, and Zhu Lie was now a furious bull, just wanting to tear this guy who killed in the dark into pieces to relieve his hatred.

But that person threw the bow behind his back, carried the bow, and jumped off the wall, disappearing.

How could Zhu Lie let it go?

He also jumped off the wall and chased after him.

Chasing and fleeing, bypassing seven or eight alleys.

Finally, the masked man stopped at a deserted house.

Zhu Lie looked at the environment around him, frowning slightly: "Is this the graveyard you chose for yourself?"

He said while staring dead at the person not far away.

That person was masked with a black scarf, unable to see his face, and unable to guess his age, only able to see a man.

"Who are you..."

Before the word "who" could be spoken—

That person actually pulled off the mask himself.

Zhu Lie's pupils shrank first, and then he spat out three words in disbelief: "Li Lao?"

He hadn't made a move yet, and Li Rui actually took the initiative to kill his way to the door.

But at the moment Zhu Lie was surprised—

A handful of white smoke was sprinkled from Li Rui's hand in the dark night.

"Damn!"

"Lime!"

In the dark night, when Zhu Lie discovered it, it was already too late to react.

His eyes only felt a burst of burning pain.

A burst of strong wind struck.

Zhu Lie struggled to retreat, trying his best to open his eyes.

He just managed to squint his swollen eyes open a slit, and could only see a brilliant saber light under the moonlight.

"What a strong saber."

This was Zhu Lie's only thought before death.

The head flew up in the air, spinning, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhu Lie's head was still wide-eyed, looking at Li Rui in disbelief.

He couldn't understand until he died.

How could an old man of seventy be so strong?!!

Li Rui was calm.

He took out the iron shovel he had placed in the corner in advance, and skillfully shoveled away a layer of soil.

A large pit that could just fit a person appeared before his eyes.

"Are you satisfied with the graveyard I chose for you?"

He kicked Zhu Lie's corpse and head into the deep pit with both feet.

Then he filled it with soil again.

Finally, he sprinkled a layer of old soil, making it impossible for people to see that there were traces of excavation here.

When everything was handled properly.

He clapped his hands contentedly, wiped out all the traces in the abandoned courtyard, and then returned to the room in the Flower Night Tower.

Morning.

The round woman woke up and saw Li Rui sitting by the bed meditating.

"Master?"

The woman called out softly; she didn't know how she fell asleep last night, and she had no feeling about what happened afterward.

Li Rui opened his eyes slowly and walked out the door.

"Li Laoge, is this bow easy to use?"

Wu Tu looked at Li Rui with a smile that was not a smile.

The Yu Kingdom was founded on martial arts; ordinary weapons can be carried at will, but strong bows and powerful crossbows are the exception.

The lethality of these two weapons is too great.

An ordinary person using a strong bow can also injure a martial artist, and if lucky, can even kill directly. The yellow poplar hardwood bow in his hand can pull eighty stones, and its power is extremely strong.

"It is indeed a good bow."

Li Rui nodded in appreciation, the image of an arrow piercing the burly man's head last night appearing in his mind.

"Li Laoge does things steadily, I admire you."

"Brother, don't flatter this old man anymore."

Li Rui laughed like an ordinary happy old man.

Wu Tu took back the hardwood bow.

He glanced at the quiver, and there were only three arrows left; he had given Li Rui five yesterday.

Today, news came from Qinghe.

In the East City, experts who dabbled in the fringe sects and had some reputation were shot and killed with bows and arrows, exactly two people!

"Good skill."

Wu Tu naturally couldn't point out the matter; giving someone more benefits is not as good as doing a bad thing with them. Li Rui clearly treated him as his own brother.

He was too happy to be happy.

As for killing?

Who in the Jianghu doesn't have a bit of blood on their hands.

It was Li Rui's skill in killing, however, that took Wu Tu by surprise.

It was Li Rui's ability to kill that surprised Wu Tu.

I heard that the Second Master of the Zhu household also disappeared last night.

Killing a Rank-Entered martial artist, tsk tsk, this means is not ordinary.

Li Rui returned to Hun Tian Yi Hall.

Flipping through the Taoist scriptures in his hand as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly!

His hand flipping the book paused.

The next moment.

Lines of small characters appeared before his eyes.

【Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement "Fame in the Jianghu" beginner plot—Eliminating violence and bringing peace.】