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Chapter 237: Assassination by the Knife Holder

"Tsk...Is there a fight?"

"It's so late at night, no one can sleep."

Li Yang complained quietly, stretched out, and moved his stiff neck.

Li Yang went to bed around midnight, and when he woke up, it was just evening time in Chou Country.

Looking at the blood-bright sunset on the horizon, Li Yang snapped his fingers and removed the dense plants in the room.

Then he put on his clothes, got on the white tiger, and prepared to go out to see the situation.

Walk slowly through the corridor and go to the door.

Many people gathered here one after another.

Heads were shaking and there was a lot of discussion.

Many people were whispering to each other, and the various accents were mixed together, making Li Yang's scalp numb.

I can barely hear the word "Shennong" from the conversations between these people.

And these two words are obviously related to self.

Li Yang rubbed the silver-white Dragon King Order from his waist and walked out the door.

The surrounding onlookers were scolded by the huge white tiger and consciously made way for Li Yang.

After walking away, Li Yang finally figured out the source of the noise.

During the day, I saw the woman holding the knife in the tavern. She was standing at the door of the hotel, moving inward little by little.

On her lap, she was holding tightly a slightly familiar little beggar with blond hair.

At first glance, the little beggar was beaten badly. His scalp was turned out, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked a little dying.

But even so, he still clung to the leg of the knife holder.

The knife holder was holding a black knife in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he kicked the little beggar over and over again, trying to kick her away.

But the moment he saw Li Yang, the knife holder stopped his movements.

He slowly raised the black knife in his hand towards Li Yang and said viciously:

"Li Yang! Kill for life!"

"My family and my lover all died at your hands!"

"I want to avenge them!"

Li Yang was a little confused.

He blinked and asked in confusion: "No, sisters, are you serious?"

"If you want to die, just say it, and you still have to shout about revenge."

"You didn't notice the difference in strength during the day, did you? You came to me for a duel at night."

The sword holder was speechless for a moment, lowered his head and looked at the little beggar at his feet.

He kicked her angrily and finally kicked her away.

Then he raised his head and stared into Li Yang's eyes:

"If she hadn't stopped me over and over again, I would have broken into your room and taken the head off your neck!"

The little beggar on the ground barely squirmed, but he no longer had the strength to get up.

Li Yang narrowed his eyes, still a little confused:

"She's blocking your way, why don't you just chop her?"

"With your strength, you can't do such a small thing, right?"

The sword holder gritted his teeth and glared at Li Yang: "He is really a Chinese devil..."

"I want to seek revenge from you, what does it have to do with others?"

Li Yang smiled: "Okay, that's good. He's quite principled. He's much better than the other two idiots."

"Then I'll give you a chance. Come over and give me a knife."

"Whether you can grasp it or not depends on you."

Hearing Li Yang say such words, the sword holder thought he was dreaming for a moment.

But she immediately shook her head and got rid of the distracting thoughts.

Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the murderous intention was brewing again.

Then, he walked towards Li Yang step by step, and at the same time announced his home address: "Shan Qiu Shang, a native of Chou country of Sakura origin, a seventy-eighth level ghost warrior."

"Use this sword, which is enough to cut through fine iron, to avenge all your loved ones who died at your hands!"

Are your ancestors from Sakura? Career or a samurai?

No wonder he has this kind of virtue.

Li Yang put his hands in his pockets and remained unmoved in the face of the approaching black blade.

The expression on his face is also full of amusement.

The knife holder didn't know what Li Yangzhong was thinking, but he knew that this was the closest he had come to revenge.

She shouted, raised the black knife in her hand high, tried her best, and was about to cut off...

The result is the next moment.

"Bang--"

She raised the black knife high and dropped it behind her.

Her whole body was swaying, and she knelt down weakly in front of Li Yang in full view of everyone.

The black hood that he had been wearing gradually fell off, revealing his rather young face at the back.

There was an expression of extreme horror on her face, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't seem to be aware of it.

The moment she was about to slash with the knife, she felt something more terrifying than death.

It was something above everything else, something she couldn't understand...

In an instant, all the resentment and anger she had accumulated were washed away by the sudden fear.

She couldn't even keep standing, so she could let her body fall to her knees, showing her disastrous defeat.

"Do you feel it? There is a huge gap between us."

Li Yang smiled, bent down and picked up the grass rake that had been lying on the ground for a while, and threw it into his Zen garden.

Then, he glanced at the dying beggar lying not far away, activated his ability, and planted a fairy peach next to her.

The pink and tender big peach broke through the ground, gently shaking its body, exuding a golden outline.

Affected by his ability, the little beggar's injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The knife holder's lips moved slightly, and she tried to speak several times, but it was useless.

It was not until Li Yang bent down slightly and asked her a question that the strong sense of oppression gradually dissipated:

"So, you followed Edmond's order to assassinate me?"

The knife holder shook her head woodenly: "No... I did it myself..."

"It has nothing to do with Mr. Edmond."

As she said that, she trembled and picked up her black knife, and waved it towards Li Yang without dying.

But unexpectedly, the knife fell to the ground again, and she also covered her own vagina and curled up on the ground in pain.

Li Yang took the trouble to pick up the grass rake from the ground and threw it back into the Zen Garden.

Then he squatted on the ground and looked at the woman in front of him happily: "What, is your heart disease acting up?"

"You're not going to die yet, right? Try again?"

"I guess if you do it again, you'll leave a lifelong trauma on me."

The knifeman barely got up and knelt in front of Li Yang, wishing he could bite his silver teeth to pieces:

"I... hate you."

"Damn... kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."

"But if I die, I'll curse you in hell forever!"

Li Yang grinned: "Don't say that, I think you The boss deserves to be cursed more."

"Can you believe that the room he arranged for me actually has a color TV and air conditioning?"

"It's completely different from the town outside."

"Chunchun is a local tyrant who controls the information and rules the ignorant people. How can you be willing to be his lackey?"

The knife holder was silent for a while, and barely stood up with his own black knife: "So what?"

"Mr. Edmund helped me in the darkest time. He is my..."

"Bang——" There was a loud noise.

An enchanted bullet passed through the chest and instantly pierced the knife holder's eyebrow.