Chapter 2, The Brawl Outside the City Walls of Hangzhou

Jump, turn around, grab that bastard by the collar, take a deep breath, and roar like a lion

Behind him, there was a sound of "puff," which seemed like a laugh but also resembled a cough. "Since he is a fool, then I shall help Captain Zhang resolve a trouble."

The leader of those fierce individuals was about to leave, but his eyes suddenly turned towards the three of us. A sharp pain shot through my hand; that monkey-like captor was actually pinching me

I was quick to react, realizing that something had struck down that deadly sword

The sword on the neck was drawn down just like that

Slender eyes, a prominent nose, thin lips, a tall and lean figure... A sinister appearance. I continued to scoff at it.

That leader of the Yue gang has a somewhat Mongolian appearance and dresses in a rugged manner. During the autumn harvest season, he is simply clad in a single garment. His plump face is flushed, suggesting he has just enjoyed a good fight. However, at this moment, his expression is dark, a mix of red and black.

The scene is very quiet, yet the live performance of the "Roar of the Lioness of Hedong" I just witnessed was still somewhat shocking

I am dead

Kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath, the bastard behind me, who had attempted murder, actually had the audacity to exaggerate about the captain's skills with hidden weapons

Of course, I can only express it in my heart

A sound of "ding".

I have a feeling of arriving at the base camp, thinking of JAY's song: In my territory, you just listen to me

Captain Zhang took the opportunity to bid farewell to everyone, carrying me and dragging the mouse catcher, as we rushed into Hangzhou City

I hate! The small universe within my heart has exploded with a bang

Oh, oh, oh! Am I seeing this correctly? That bear hunter is actually blushing! However, I think that little girl should be the one blushing for being interested in such a half-beast-like fellow. They say ancient people's aesthetic sense was problematic, and I am starting to believe it.

The bear-catcher, though filled with composure, could not hide the trembling of his feet and the * picture * led me to a conclusion. He clasped his hands into a fist and, with a voice that trembled yet carried an air of authority, mingled with a tone of flattery, said: "Today, I am fortunate to meet the extraordinary leader of the Great Victory Heavenly Alliance; it is indeed a blessing of three lifetimes. However, I regret to inform you that my brothers and I must escort a prisoner into the city, and it is not appropriate to delay. I am unable to admire your esteemed presence at the celebration banquet. I wonder if Leader Yue could grant a small path, allowing me to complete my task?" After speaking, he chuckled twice, overflowing with flattery, overflowing with flattery.

The people here do not have braided hair, and among the passersby on the street, there are very few girls. It resembles the Song Dynasty somewhat, but the clothing is quite strange, differing significantly from what people wore during the Song Dynasty in historical dramas. The necklines are open, and the sleeves vary in size.

Zhang ... ... the catcher, which dynasty is this from

The victorious side seems to be filled with ferocity

The state of Captain Zhang seemed to indicate a precursor to anger, and he lowered his voice again to say: "This kid is just a fool! He can't even tell the difference between a man and a woman!"

Strange, what era is this? Could it be the Ming Dynasty? I apologize, my knowledge of history is average

I forcefully pushed that person away, turned around, and quickly ran behind Captain Zhang, cowardly hiding. I only poked my head out to glare at him fiercely

"You are..." He paused, scrutinizing Captain Xiong, and suddenly appeared to have an epiphany, "The renowned Captain Zhang from Hangzhou! It's an honor to meet you. I've heard rumors of your remarkable demeanor, and they are indeed true. Hahaha, my young lady admires you greatly!"

This is impossible, you little rascal. How can the story continue if the protagonist is dead

What is the concept of everything, saving the world? Successfully quitting drugs? Brother, please be clear, my life is still in your hands

Do you have any humanity? Is a fool not a person? Is there anyone as indifferent to human life as you? Even if I am a fool, have I not struggled through these 17 years? With one stroke of your sword, everything is gone. Do you understand? The traces of a person's life, accumulated over so long, are to be so easily erased by you?

I protest! Who says I can't distinguish between men and women! Clearly, I stated that I am a woman, yet you do not believe me. Who is it that cannot tell the difference between men and women?

Helplessly, I have no choice but to play the role of the fool once again

I wish my face had also turned blue

It is not that I am not afraid of death, nor that I am insensitive; if there is someone to blame, it is the modern world for being too safe. I have never had a concept of the lethality of a sword, so at this moment, even though a sword is resting against my neck, I truly feel no other sensation apart from being unable to shake my head.

It is rumored that Captain Zhang possesses exceptional martial arts skills and keeps his word. Since this young brother is to be delivered to the yamen as promised by Captain Zhang, I kindly ask for Captain Zhang's assistance. A hoarse voice interjected, interrupting the mutual flattery among the people.

I never would have thought that such a despicable person would look quite good.

There is no time to think too much; the fight in front of me and the scuffle over the books seem to be coming to an end. I cannot distinguish who has won or lost, as there are no restraints indicating which gang it belongs to. However, I suddenly have a bad feeling.

... ...

At this moment, I consider myself to be forgotten along with that monkey catcher who tightly holds onto me; at least the group of seemingly happy people in front of me has forgotten us... However, it is evident that I have forgotten another group of people...

Zhang, the head constable (formerly known as Head Constable Xiong, did you know that his surname is Zhang, so one must respect him), had a grim expression on his face, dark and purple, baring his teeth as he said: "Could it be that the esteemed Tianqi Alliance would also resort to despicable tactics?"

I absolutely hate myself for being unable to do anything. I did not want to come to this cursed place, but that does not mean I am willing to die. The feeling of despair has overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.

The voice behind was much more at ease: "I dare not, it is truly out of necessity. Once everything is resolved, I will certainly come to your door to offer my apologies."

This situation, although not very clear, I am aware of it