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Wang Cheng's pace was getting faster and faster. Although it seemed nothing strange, he was pushing a wheelchair with both hands and walking step by step very normally.

But when you look closely, you will find that the distance taken by each step is amazing. Not only is the distance very large, but the distance of each step is exactly the same.

It seems that the pace is slow and the walking speed is surprisingly fast.

Dong Xingyue heard the whistling sound of the wind, and her hair fluttered and spread on Wang Cheng's chest. A hint of surprise appeared in her calm eyes. She had heard that among Chinese warriors, some people were very persistent in martial arts, just like her persistence in swords.

Some of these warriors can do their feet without leaving the earth for the rest of their lives, even when they are sleeping.

Dong Xingyue guessed that the boy around her might be such a person. It can be felt that Wang Cheng's pace is mysterious because she can hear it clearly. As a swordsman, his ears and eyes must be smarter than ordinary martial artists who practice boxing. Relying on his ears, he must be able to distinguish a lot of information before he can become a master in swordsman.

The night gradually became more intense.

Wang Cheng didn't say a word all the way, but he was thinking about the boxing skills he had practiced for the afternoon, the Chunyang of Wusheng Mountain and the Tai Chi of Zhang. He had some thoughts in his mind, and at the same time his steps were constantly changing, integrating his martial arts boxing skills.

Because he did not take Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Xiaolin to procrastinate, nor did he take his apprentice to drag his back, Wang Cheng let go of his speed alone, which was not much slower than the average bus. In less than an hour, he pushed the wheelchair to the edge of the city. It has to be said that the quality of this wheelchair is also good. On this, Wang Cheng wants to give the city hospital a thumbs up.

"Wang Cheng. It's great that you have a family."

At this time, Dong Xingyue, who had never spoken along the way, suddenly spoke faintly.

Wang Cheng hummed, and said in a faint voice: "I know."

Afterwards, he ignored this Japanese woman who was varied and could not see through her.

Dong Xingyue sighed and leaned on the wheelchair. She seemed to relax at this moment and continued: "When I was five years old, I never saw my parents again. In my memory, I only remember my grandfather and my knife."

"My master said that if you want to truly become a swordsman, you must have only a knife in your heart, and all your relatives and friends must be abandoned. When I was ten years old, I thought I did it. I defeated all my senior brothers and was the first to start a master from my master Iga Changsheng. The master said that I may surpass him in the future."

Speaking of this, her voice paused for a moment, and then continued with complex emotions.

"But the moment my grandfather passed away, I knew that I hadn't done it yet. I looked at my grandfather's body and felt very heartbroken. I found that my hands couldn't hold my knife."

"So, I want to take revenge and kill my enemies, so that I can be free from worry. From now on, I only have my knife in my heart."

"It's a pity that I'm not your opponent."

Dong Xingyue kept telling it slowly, and finally came to this conclusion with a complicated tone.

Wang Cheng waited for her to stop and said lightly: "I am not your enemy. Even if your grandfather died because he came to Jiangzhou for martial arts competitions, it has nothing to do with me. Because I did not compete with your grandfather, you go and find my master and others to take revenge."

"My master will never be your master's opponent in his life, let alone me? I'm afraid I will have no hope in my life when I seek revenge on your master."

Dongxingyue is cold and authentic.

"So you diverted your hatred and came to me?"

Wang Cheng couldn't help but smile and said disdainfully.

Bullying the weak is afraid of the strong!

"Yes, you are the disciple of Taoist Priest Changhe. If I kill you, I will naturally take revenge."

Dong Xingyue said in a low voice, her eyes flashing with cruelty.

Wang Cheng frowned and said in a deep voice: "If you say that, aren't you afraid that I will throw you on the road and be hit and killed by a car?"

"Of course you can do that."

Dong Xingyue also said disdainfully: "If you do it, it doesn't matter if I die, because you are not worthy of being my opponent."

Wang Cheng snorted coldly and stopped talking. Obviously he knew that he could not do such a thing. Dongxingyue was sent to him by Sun Qing. If something happened, he could not explain it to Sun Qing.

Moreover, taking advantage of others' danger is not his style.

Seeing Wang Cheng go silent, a light flashed in Dong Xingyue's eyes, and then she fell silent.

On the streets of Jiangzhou City, Wang Cheng was pushing a wheelchair and was noticed by many newcomers on the street. Most people looked at Dongxingyue like a cold fairy on the wheelchair.

Unfortunately, such a beautiful woman is actually a cripple.

I can only say that God is fair.

Many people sighed so.

Wang Cheng ignored the others and silently pushed the wheelchair towards the city hospital.

At the intersection three streets away from the Municipal Hospital, Wang Cheng saw that the sidewalk was green light, and the sidewalk was red light, and then he pushed the wheelchair over. However, a black off-road vehicle on the left suddenly rushed over from the intersection without stopping. The engine made a roaring sound, which was extremely fast and the lights were very dazzling.

Pedestrians on both sides hurriedly stopped and stopped crossing the road, making way for the off-road vehicle that ran a red light.

Wang Cheng's wheelchair pushing Dong Xingyue was in the middle of the road at this time.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

Wang Cheng's heart sank, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his shoes rubbed off a piece of paint on the zebra crossing. Almost instantly, he lifted Dongxingyue and the wheelchair with both hands. The two of them flew more than two meters away in the blink of an eye and landed on the ground. Dongxingyue's hair was messy with its bump.

call……

The off-road vehicle passed by Wang Cheng's back, and the airflow whistled, blowing up the hair and clothes of Wang Cheng and Dong Xingyue.

Just when Wang Cheng and many others thought it was an accident, the off-road vehicle passing by suddenly braked suddenly, and the tires rubbed against the roadside, making a long and harsh sound. It stopped twenty meters away, and then suddenly accelerated and fell back, changing the direction slightly. It still crashed into Wang Cheng and Dongxingyue.

At this time, even a fool knew that the other party's purpose was his own. So Wang Cheng, who understood, quickly accelerated because the other party stopped this time and then retreated. He gave him plenty of time. When he pushed Dongxingyue to the side of the road, the off-road vehicle fell back from the zebra crossing.

Wang Cheng ignored the surprised and talkative passers-by around him and hurriedly walked towards the distance.

The off-road vehicle did not stop. After stopping on the zebra crossing, it also galloped out again. With the roar, it disappeared at the intersection.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the traffic police could not see anyone. Many people saw that no one was injured and there was no sign of people, so they were too lazy to call the police. It was better to do less than more things, but they just quickly left here in a hurry.

"who are they?"

Wang Cheng pushed the wheelchair and his speed accelerated again. Dong Xingyue's body was trembling constantly. His face was grim and he asked in a deep voice.

Dong Xingyue in the wheelchair didn't say anything. She held the armrests with both hands to stabilize her body, and kept her face cold and looked at the intersection ahead with a cold expression.

There are two more intersections to get to the city hospital.

Wang Cheng was heavy in his heart and looked at the dim road ahead. There were almost no pedestrians here, and he was highly alert. He said in a faint voice: "They were coming for you."

Dong Xingyue nodded this time, but still didn't say anything.

call!

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the dark grass beside the road. A white sword light stimulated Wang Cheng's eyes, and the blade roared towards Wang Cheng's neck.

Wang Cheng quickly let go of the wheelchair with both hands, his feet condensed, his waist twisted, and his hands also dripped in a semicircle. At the intersection of his hands in the air, there was a crisp sound, and he just clamped the knife light into his hands.

His breathing became heavier, and Wang Cheng exerted a little force and immediately grabbed the blade from his hand. This person's strength was obviously not as strong as Dong Xingyue, so Wang Cheng snatched the blade from him without feeling any difficulty, then swung it out and hit the opponent's chest, and then he saw that the person was covered with a face, unable to see his face, and could only see a pair of cold eyes.

However, this is no longer important.

Wang Cheng was hit in the chest with a punch. The man in black flew backwards and fell into the grass. His whole body twitched twice, and then he lost his breath.

A punch killed the dead, the heart veins were broken, and the gap was too big.

Wang Cheng wiped his clothes on the blade, wiped his fingerprints clean, and then threw it in the grass, and then continued to push the wheelchair towards the city hospital.

At the corner of the intersection in front, seven or eight black shadows suddenly ran out, each of whom was holding a dazzling blade in his hand and running over at neat steps.

Wang Cheng frowned, stopped, and said in a deep voice: "All of them are your enemies? It seems that you have a bad reputation in the Dongxing family."

Before, Taro Toshiro and Taro Toshiro wanted to kill her, but now there are so many people coming out, Wang Cheng is speechless. It seems that he has a very big trouble in his hands.

Dong Xingyue spoke and said coldly: "Family interests struggle have nothing to do with popularity."

"I can leave you."

Wang Cheng said lightly.

"You can do this too. After I die, I won't resent you. You have no obligation to protect me."

Dong Xingyue said without any emotion, as if she really didn't care about her life at all, but her hands holding her hands were tightly clasped together, showing that she was still a little nervous in her heart.

Wang Cheng was speechless, still holding the handle of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, and said, "You were handed over to me by the police. If you don't hand you back intact, I can't hand over the job."

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...

In front, seven or eight men in black had rushed over, like ninjas in the movie, holding the blade tightly with their hands, and their feet were as fast as the wind. After a few breaths, they rushed to Wang Cheng not far away, and then quickly dispersed, surrounding Wang Cheng's body, and the blades slashed towards Wang Cheng from several directions.

Wang Cheng's face was grim and he let go of the wheelchair again, but he did not run away. Facing seven or eight blades attacking from all directions, his understanding of Tai Chi was quickly developed in the afternoon.

I saw that he was still holding his hands round and stepping on his feet. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the nearest two people in a strange blink of an eye. He swept his hands and grabbed the other party's blade so simply. This time, he did not clamp his hands with both hands, but grabbed the other party with one hand, relying entirely on the flesh palm, and then exerted a little force, easily pulling the two blades out of the two hands.

Seeing this scene, Dong Xingyue's eyebrows were beating, but she also shook her head. She knew that this was not a proof of how powerful Wang Cheng was. It was a proof of how weak these two were. It was obviously a lot different from her.

Dangdang...

Wang Cheng threw two blades with his backhand, hitting two blades that were slashing towards Dongxingyue, making a crisp sound. Then he turned his body, stepped on Tai Chi, returned to Dongxingyue's side, and grabbed the tip of a knife that had reached Dongxingyue's forehead again.

Dingding Dingding Ding Ding!

Wang Cheng grabbed the sharp tip of the blade and rotated it again, blocking the remaining long sword that was slashing over. He made a series of crisp sounds, and then his arm suddenly exerted force. After snatching the blade, he pushed the people in front of him back. Then he did not retreat but advanced, and quickly caught up. He waved his fists at the several people one after another, making a muffled sound. Several figures flew out one after another, falling to the ground and trembled.

These are just advanced thugs with a little bit of martial arts foundation. Even if they have swords, they are no different from ordinary people in front of Wang Cheng.

The other people turned around and rushed towards Wang Cheng without saying a word. There was no emotion in their eyes, only murderous intent.

However, the gap in strength between them and Wang Cheng is still there.

Wang Cheng stared at the eyes. Although it was still Tai Chi, his movements were extremely fast. He took the sword like lightning. He grabbed one of the people's blade and easily snatched it. Then he punched the chest and flew out. He fell to the ground and lost his breath. The other two men in black who had been taken away by Wang Cheng at the beginning paused for a moment, then stopped rushing up, seized the opportunity and turned around and ran to the dim woods on the side of the road, disappearing.
To be continued...