Chapter 419
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The yuan family was destroyed. Although the person who did things was Luo Benliang, the person the yuan family really hated would never be Luo Benliang.
Zhang Feng himself knows this very well. If the other party really wants to retaliate, he is the first to retaliate!
After sleeping for a day and a night, Luo Benliang's attack on the yuan family is estimated to have come to an end, and the remaining yuan family may come back to find their own trouble.
Zhang Feng's heart moved secretly, immediately turned around, took a crutch from the side, and slowly leaned against the figure.
The figure lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. He didn't notice Zhang Feng at all.
"I'll go!"
Zhang Feng took a deep breath, whispered, and threw his crutch directly at the figure.
This came down quickly. On the premise that the other party had no defense at all, Zhang Feng was sure that the other party would definitely find his own way.
But before Zhang Feng could laugh, the figure suddenly turned around strangely, and bypassed the crutch in Zhang Feng's hand like a top.
The next second, Zhang Feng felt the cold feeling coming from his throat.
This feeling is very clear. Zhang Feng can even feel the murderous spirit from the knife.
The crutch in Zhang Feng's hand was directly thrown on the ground. The person who can send out such murderous spirit is definitely not an ordinary gangster, but a professional killer.
Zhang Feng asked himself that he had studied Kung Fu for several years, but after all, Zhang Feng was thin at that time, and even if he learned it, he couldn't produce results.
Later, the old man left, and Zhang Feng never practiced again. So far, he has forgotten all about it.
But the other party is obviously a person who is often contacted at a glance. He doesn't know how much better he is than Zhang Feng.
If Zhang Feng and the other party carry on like this, it is estimated that Zhang Feng will soon become a corpse.
"Who are you? Why did you come to yuanbaozhai to make trouble?"
A poor man is not poor, but his body is afraid, but his soul is not afraid.
At least Zhang Feng should confirm the identity of the other party before he dies.
"I'm ice clothes."
"Ice clothes!"
Zhang Feng blinked and finally remembered that he had saved his little beggar in the alley before.
Bingshang had already recognized Zhang Feng, and bingshang had already felt Zhang Feng's attack.
But bingshang didn't want to explain. He didn't explain to Zhang Feng. He had been waiting for the opportunity to coerce Zhang Feng.
As soon as the knife was put down, Zhang Feng couldn't help but step back and looked up and down at the ice clothes.
I have to say that bingshang is definitely an outstanding beauty.
A dark show hair is turned into a ponytail, a pair of sharp eyes emit bursts of cold light, exquisite facial features, white skin, wearing a black sportswear, and perfectly outline the symmetrical figure. Although it is not said to be a country and a city, it is definitely an iceberg beauty. The beauty can be eaten.
With the beggar's clothes and the bad smell, even if Zhang Feng's brain hole was wide open, he couldn't imagine that the ice dress in front of him was the beggar's ice dress before!
Moreover, according to the appearance, the age of ice clothes should be about twenty-two or three years old, which is definitely the most beautiful age.
But bingshang didn't care about his appearance at all, which made Zhang Feng very curious.
Zhang Feng stared at bingshang up and down, but bingshang didn't say a word. After putting back his crutch, he continued to go. He didn't know what he was doing.
It was not easy to meet a woman like a mystery. How could Zhang Feng miss it? He also came together curiously.
At last, Zhang Feng saw what bingshang was doing.
I dare say this little girl is sharpening her knife. It's the knife she used to kill the yuan family.
Before, Zhang Feng was so nervous that he didn't have the mood and time to take care of the knife in bingshang's hand.
At this time, Zhang Feng had no threat, and then suddenly remembered that the knife in bingshang's hand was extremely sharp. You can see the muscles when you touch people's skin. The sharpness of this knife has been far more than ten million times that of an ordinary knife.
But Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that this knife was very ordinary, just like a small knife. There was nothing strange at all. Even if it was hard grinding, it should not be so sharp.
Zhang Feng slowly gathered behind bingshang. Zhang Feng, who was one head higher than bingshang, finally saw the knife in bingshang's hand.
Sure enough, the knife in bingshang's hand is really very simple. It looks like a wooden handle with a small knife. There is no grain on the blade, but a cumbersome word is engraved at the position of the handle.
Zhang Feng looked for a few eyes and didn't recognize what the word was. He shook his head and turned his head and didn't intend to continue reading.
But when he turned his head, Zhang Feng just used his right eye casually, but suddenly saw thousands of white apertures spreading from the blade, covering almost all Zhang Feng's body!
Zhang Feng's eyes were wide open and suddenly stepped back. Looking at the dense aperture in front of him, the whole person was shocked. He stood at a loss and looked at a loss.
It can emit thousands of apertures, which shows that it is definitely an antique.
But in Zhang Feng's impression, he has never heard of the such an ordinary knife, but it is still an antique.
"Bingshang, can I see your knife?"
"You mean shansheng?"
"This knife is called shansheng?"
Zhang Feng's head hummed, and a memory instantly penetrated into Zhang Feng's brain.
In Yan Lao's notes, he once mentioned some famous knives in the world.
When it comes to swords, of course, China has the most swords and the longest history. It can be called the king of short weapons.
In Yan Lao's notes, he also introduced some short but famous knives, including male and female double knives, Zhongshan, five colors, white deer and so on. The blade is not only extremely sharp, but also the best ancient Dong sought by everyone all the time.
If you can get any one of them, it will be worth at least more than 100 million yuan. It can be called a peerless treasure.
Although there are few records in the history of shansheng Dao, this Dao is extremely sharp. It is said that it is made of meteorite. The material is very hard. As long as it is scratched by shansheng, even the steel will show a huge hole.
But all this is just a legend. If Zhang Feng hadn't seen the power of shansheng in the alley before, Zhang Feng wouldn't believe it.
Touching shansheng in front of him, Zhang Feng's eyes were full of joy.
I didn't expect that a woman I accidentally met was holding such a famous knife. How could Zhang Feng not be excited?
However, bingshang holding a knife was like holding his own life. Zhang Feng hesitated and didn't dare to lend bingshang's knife.
After grinding the ice clothes for a few times, it seemed that it was almost ready. He stretched out his hand, put the knife in his hand on the table, turned and went to the inner hall.
After several times of contact with ice clothes, Zhang Feng also understood the habits of ice clothes.
Although this woman is very beautiful, she is very cold. She even says less than seven words.
Being able to leave shansheng in front of Zhang Feng shows that he trusts Zhang Feng very much. Zhang Feng doesn't expect bingshang to say it directly.
Reach out and pick up shansheng. Zhang Feng keeps playing in his hand. His eyes are full of love.
Although shansheng's blade is not long, it doesn't stand out at all. It looks like a spring knife.
However, Zhang Feng once read in Yan Lao's book. Shansheng is called shansheng because shansheng was once a dagger held by a great general. The souls of his subordinates do not know how many, and he has won many battles with this knife, which has made him famous.
How important a knife is, what matters is the person who uses it.
Touching the knife in his hand, Zhang Feng can feel what kind of person bingshang is.
The appearance of bingshang was very strange, and his skill was almost the most powerful person Zhang Feng had ever seen.
It's a good thing now. There is such a famous sword in his hand, which not only makes Zhang Feng more curious about the identity of bingshang.
However, Zhang Feng had asked before, but bingshang had never said anything about her life experience, and Zhang Feng dared not ask any more.
Let nature take its course. What Zhang Feng should do now is to seize the time to try the power of shansheng.
Shansheng's blade is not more than 20 cm. It's shorter than ordinary daggers. Zhang Feng doesn't dare to cut some stones. After looking around, Zhang Feng picked up an inkstone in the counter.
This inkstone is a porcelain inkstone. You can just try the power of shansheng.
Take a deep breath. Zhang Feng can't use a knife. He can only cut at the inkstone on the table.
Click!
I thought there would be a small crack on the inkstone, or the biggest thing is to cut it a little deeper.
But when Zhang Feng looked down, he was so surprised that his mouth could fit two eggs!
Shock!
Zhang Feng can't be shocked!
Just now, Zhang Feng used not much effort to break shansheng and make a difference with bingshang.
But unexpectedly, shansheng didn't do anything at all. There was a huge cut in the middle of the inkstone on the table, including the table. Shansheng easily passed through the table!
Zhang Feng didn't even think about the sharpness. Compared with the magic knife village, this good victory is as good as that!
With such a good knife, Zhang Feng became more and more curious about the identity of bingshang.
Bell bell!
Zhang Feng just returned shansheng to bingshang, but the phone rang.
Hurriedly took out the phone. Zhang Feng looked down, but Zhuang Xiaoya called.
The yuan family has been uprooted by Luo Benliang. Even those who can survive are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They can't lift any waves.
At this time, Luo Benliang and Zhuang Xiaoya should celebrate. What's the matter when they suddenly come to themselves?
Zhang Feng was confused, but he still connected the phone.
"Zhang Feng, come to the branch and tell you something."
Zhuang Xiaoya's tone was not as relaxed and excited as Zhang Feng imagined. On the contrary, there was a dignified feeling.
Isn't this thing over yet? Is there any secret in it?
Zhang Feng was dignified, promised, turned and walked out.
But as soon as Zhang Feng came out, he saw bingshang following her and jumped directly into the car.
"No, bingshang, I'm going out to do business. I don't need you to follow. Just be busy with your own affairs. You don't have to accompany me."
"You protected me with your life. My life is yours. I'll go wherever you go."
This sentence warmed Zhang Feng's heart. Looking at the ice clothes, Zhang Feng nodded, didn't insist anymore, and drove straight to the branch.
When he arrived at the branch, Zhang Feng saw Zhuang Xiaoya and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.
"Ha ha, I didn't expect it. It seems that I should congratulate you now, deputy director Zhuang!"
Looking at Zhuang Xiaoya, who has put on a new dress and has more police badges on her shoulders, Zhang Feng's face also flashed a smile.
"OK, don't make fun of me here. Yuan Meimei died yesterday, but she left some clues before. Come and have a look!"
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The yuan family was destroyed. Although the person who did things was Luo Benliang, the person the yuan family really hated would never be Luo Benliang.
Zhang Feng himself knows this very well. If the other party really wants to retaliate, he is the first to retaliate!
After sleeping for a day and a night, Luo Benliang's attack on the yuan family is estimated to have come to an end, and the remaining yuan family may come back to find their own trouble.
Zhang Feng's heart moved secretly, immediately turned around, took a crutch from the side, and slowly leaned against the figure.
The figure lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. He didn't notice Zhang Feng at all.
"I'll go!"
Zhang Feng took a deep breath, whispered, and threw his crutch directly at the figure.
This came down quickly. On the premise that the other party had no defense at all, Zhang Feng was sure that the other party would definitely find his own way.
But before Zhang Feng could laugh, the figure suddenly turned around strangely, and bypassed the crutch in Zhang Feng's hand like a top.
The next second, Zhang Feng felt the cold feeling coming from his throat.
This feeling is very clear. Zhang Feng can even feel the murderous spirit from the knife.
The crutch in Zhang Feng's hand was directly thrown on the ground. The person who can send out such murderous spirit is definitely not an ordinary gangster, but a professional killer.
Zhang Feng asked himself that he had studied Kung Fu for several years, but after all, Zhang Feng was thin at that time, and even if he learned it, he couldn't produce results.
Later, the old man left, and Zhang Feng never practiced again. So far, he has forgotten all about it.
But the other party is obviously a person who is often contacted at a glance. He doesn't know how much better he is than Zhang Feng.
If Zhang Feng and the other party carry on like this, it is estimated that Zhang Feng will soon become a corpse.
"Who are you? Why did you come to yuanbaozhai to make trouble?"
A poor man is not poor, but his body is afraid, but his soul is not afraid.
At least Zhang Feng should confirm the identity of the other party before he dies.
"I'm ice clothes."
"Ice clothes!"
Zhang Feng blinked and finally remembered that he had saved his little beggar in the alley before.
Bingshang had already recognized Zhang Feng, and bingshang had already felt Zhang Feng's attack.
But bingshang didn't want to explain. He didn't explain to Zhang Feng. He had been waiting for the opportunity to coerce Zhang Feng.
As soon as the knife was put down, Zhang Feng couldn't help but step back and looked up and down at the ice clothes.
I have to say that bingshang is definitely an outstanding beauty.
A dark show hair is turned into a ponytail, a pair of sharp eyes emit bursts of cold light, exquisite facial features, white skin, wearing a black sportswear, and perfectly outline the symmetrical figure. Although it is not said to be a country and a city, it is definitely an iceberg beauty. The beauty can be eaten.
With the beggar's clothes and the bad smell, even if Zhang Feng's brain hole was wide open, he couldn't imagine that the ice dress in front of him was the beggar's ice dress before!
Moreover, according to the appearance, the age of ice clothes should be about twenty-two or three years old, which is definitely the most beautiful age.
But bingshang didn't care about his appearance at all, which made Zhang Feng very curious.
Zhang Feng stared at bingshang up and down, but bingshang didn't say a word. After putting back his crutch, he continued to go. He didn't know what he was doing.
It was not easy to meet a woman like a mystery. How could Zhang Feng miss it? He also came together curiously.
At last, Zhang Feng saw what bingshang was doing.
I dare say this little girl is sharpening her knife. It's the knife she used to kill the yuan family.
Before, Zhang Feng was so nervous that he didn't have the mood and time to take care of the knife in bingshang's hand.
At this time, Zhang Feng had no threat, and then suddenly remembered that the knife in bingshang's hand was extremely sharp. You can see the muscles when you touch people's skin. The sharpness of this knife has been far more than ten million times that of an ordinary knife.
But Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that this knife was very ordinary, just like a small knife. There was nothing strange at all. Even if it was hard grinding, it should not be so sharp.
Zhang Feng slowly gathered behind bingshang. Zhang Feng, who was one head higher than bingshang, finally saw the knife in bingshang's hand.
Sure enough, the knife in bingshang's hand is really very simple. It looks like a wooden handle with a small knife. There is no grain on the blade, but a cumbersome word is engraved at the position of the handle.
Zhang Feng looked for a few eyes and didn't recognize what the word was. He shook his head and turned his head and didn't intend to continue reading.
But when he turned his head, Zhang Feng just used his right eye casually, but suddenly saw thousands of white apertures spreading from the blade, covering almost all Zhang Feng's body!
Zhang Feng's eyes were wide open and suddenly stepped back. Looking at the dense aperture in front of him, the whole person was shocked. He stood at a loss and looked at a loss.
It can emit thousands of apertures, which shows that it is definitely an antique.
But in Zhang Feng's impression, he has never heard of the such an ordinary knife, but it is still an antique.
"Bingshang, can I see your knife?"
"You mean shansheng?"
"This knife is called shansheng?"
Zhang Feng's head hummed, and a memory instantly penetrated into Zhang Feng's brain.
In Yan Lao's notes, he once mentioned some famous knives in the world.
When it comes to swords, of course, China has the most swords and the longest history. It can be called the king of short weapons.
In Yan Lao's notes, he also introduced some short but famous knives, including male and female double knives, Zhongshan, five colors, white deer and so on. The blade is not only extremely sharp, but also the best ancient Dong sought by everyone all the time.
If you can get any one of them, it will be worth at least more than 100 million yuan. It can be called a peerless treasure.
Although there are few records in the history of shansheng Dao, this Dao is extremely sharp. It is said that it is made of meteorite. The material is very hard. As long as it is scratched by shansheng, even the steel will show a huge hole.
But all this is just a legend. If Zhang Feng hadn't seen the power of shansheng in the alley before, Zhang Feng wouldn't believe it.
Touching shansheng in front of him, Zhang Feng's eyes were full of joy.
I didn't expect that a woman I accidentally met was holding such a famous knife. How could Zhang Feng not be excited?
However, bingshang holding a knife was like holding his own life. Zhang Feng hesitated and didn't dare to lend bingshang's knife.
After grinding the ice clothes for a few times, it seemed that it was almost ready. He stretched out his hand, put the knife in his hand on the table, turned and went to the inner hall.
After several times of contact with ice clothes, Zhang Feng also understood the habits of ice clothes.
Although this woman is very beautiful, she is very cold. She even says less than seven words.
Being able to leave shansheng in front of Zhang Feng shows that he trusts Zhang Feng very much. Zhang Feng doesn't expect bingshang to say it directly.
Reach out and pick up shansheng. Zhang Feng keeps playing in his hand. His eyes are full of love.
Although shansheng's blade is not long, it doesn't stand out at all. It looks like a spring knife.
However, Zhang Feng once read in Yan Lao's book. Shansheng is called shansheng because shansheng was once a dagger held by a great general. The souls of his subordinates do not know how many, and he has won many battles with this knife, which has made him famous.
How important a knife is, what matters is the person who uses it.
Touching the knife in his hand, Zhang Feng can feel what kind of person bingshang is.
The appearance of bingshang was very strange, and his skill was almost the most powerful person Zhang Feng had ever seen.
It's a good thing now. There is such a famous sword in his hand, which not only makes Zhang Feng more curious about the identity of bingshang.
However, Zhang Feng had asked before, but bingshang had never said anything about her life experience, and Zhang Feng dared not ask any more.
Let nature take its course. What Zhang Feng should do now is to seize the time to try the power of shansheng.
Shansheng's blade is not more than 20 cm. It's shorter than ordinary daggers. Zhang Feng doesn't dare to cut some stones. After looking around, Zhang Feng picked up an inkstone in the counter.
This inkstone is a porcelain inkstone. You can just try the power of shansheng.
Take a deep breath. Zhang Feng can't use a knife. He can only cut at the inkstone on the table.
Click!
I thought there would be a small crack on the inkstone, or the biggest thing is to cut it a little deeper.
But when Zhang Feng looked down, he was so surprised that his mouth could fit two eggs!
Shock!
Zhang Feng can't be shocked!
Just now, Zhang Feng used not much effort to break shansheng and make a difference with bingshang.
But unexpectedly, shansheng didn't do anything at all. There was a huge cut in the middle of the inkstone on the table, including the table. Shansheng easily passed through the table!
Zhang Feng didn't even think about the sharpness. Compared with the magic knife village, this good victory is as good as that!
With such a good knife, Zhang Feng became more and more curious about the identity of bingshang.
Bell bell!
Zhang Feng just returned shansheng to bingshang, but the phone rang.
Hurriedly took out the phone. Zhang Feng looked down, but Zhuang Xiaoya called.
The yuan family has been uprooted by Luo Benliang. Even those who can survive are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They can't lift any waves.
At this time, Luo Benliang and Zhuang Xiaoya should celebrate. What's the matter when they suddenly come to themselves?
Zhang Feng was confused, but he still connected the phone.
"Zhang Feng, come to the branch and tell you something."
Zhuang Xiaoya's tone was not as relaxed and excited as Zhang Feng imagined. On the contrary, there was a dignified feeling.
Isn't this thing over yet? Is there any secret in it?
Zhang Feng was dignified, promised, turned and walked out.
But as soon as Zhang Feng came out, he saw bingshang following her and jumped directly into the car.
"No, bingshang, I'm going out to do business. I don't need you to follow. Just be busy with your own affairs. You don't have to accompany me."
"You protected me with your life. My life is yours. I'll go wherever you go."
This sentence warmed Zhang Feng's heart. Looking at the ice clothes, Zhang Feng nodded, didn't insist anymore, and drove straight to the branch.
When he arrived at the branch, Zhang Feng saw Zhuang Xiaoya and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.
"Ha ha, I didn't expect it. It seems that I should congratulate you now, deputy director Zhuang!"
Looking at Zhuang Xiaoya, who has put on a new dress and has more police badges on her shoulders, Zhang Feng's face also flashed a smile.
"OK, don't make fun of me here. Yuan Meimei died yesterday, but she left some clues before. Come and have a look!"
The yuan family was destroyed. Although the person who did things was Luo Benliang, the person the yuan family really hated would never be Luo Benliang.Zhang Feng himself knows this very well. If the other party really wants to retaliate, he is the first to retaliate!After sleeping for a day and a night, Luo Benliang's attack on the yuan family is estimated to have come to an end, and the remaining yuan family may come back to find their own trouble.Zhang Feng's heart moved secretly, immediately turned around, took a crutch from the side, and slowly leaned against the figure.The figure lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. He didn't notice Zhang Feng at all."I'll go!"Zhang Feng took a deep breath, whispered, and threw his crutch directly at the figure.This came down quickly. On the premise that the other party had no defense at all, Zhang Feng was sure that the other party would definitely find his own way.But before Zhang Feng could laugh, the figure suddenly turned around strangely, and bypassed the crutch in Zhang Feng's hand like a top.The next second, Zhang Feng felt the cold feeling coming from his throat.This feeling is very clear. Zhang Feng can even feel the murderous spirit from the knife.The crutch in Zhang Feng's hand was directly thrown on the ground. The person who can send out such murderous spirit is definitely not an ordinary gangster, but a professional killer.Zhang Feng asked himself that he had studied Kung Fu for several years, but after all, Zhang Feng was thin at that time, and even if he learned it, he couldn't produce results.Later, the old man left, and Zhang Feng never practiced again. So far, he has forgotten all about it.But the other party is obviously a person who is often contacted at a glance. He doesn't know how much better he is than Zhang Feng.If Zhang Feng and the other party carry on like this, it is estimated that Zhang Feng will soon become a corpse."Who are you? Why did you come to yuanbaozhai to make trouble?"A poor man is not poor, but his body is afraid, but his soul is not afraid.At least Zhang Feng should confirm the identity of the other party before he dies."I'm ice clothes.""Ice clothes!"Zhang Feng blinked and finally remembered that he had saved his little beggar in the alley before.Bingshang had already recognized Zhang Feng, and bingshang had already felt Zhang Feng's attack.But bingshang didn't want to explain. He didn't explain to Zhang Feng. He had been waiting for the opportunity to coerce Zhang Feng.As soon as the knife was put down, Zhang Feng couldn't help but step back and looked up and down at the ice clothes.I have to say that bingshang is definitely an outstanding beauty.A dark show hair is turned into a ponytail, a pair of sharp eyes emit bursts of cold light, exquisite facial features, white skin, wearing a black sportswear, and perfectly outline the symmetrical figure. Although it is not said to be a country and a city, it is definitely an iceberg beauty. The beauty can be eaten.With the beggar's clothes and the bad smell, even if Zhang Feng's brain hole was wide open, he couldn't imagine that the ice dress in front of him was the beggar's ice dress before!Moreover, according to the appearance, the age of ice clothes should be about twenty-two or three years old, which is definitely the most beautiful age.But bingshang didn't care about his appearance at all, which made Zhang Feng very curious.Zhang Feng stared at bingshang up and down, but bingshang didn't say a word. After putting back his crutch, he continued to go. He didn't know what he was doing.It was not easy to meet a woman like a mystery. How could Zhang Feng miss it? He also came together curiously.At last, Zhang Feng saw what bingshang was doing.I dare say this little girl is sharpening her knife. It's the knife she used to kill the yuan family.Before, Zhang Feng was so nervous that he didn't have the mood and time to take care of the knife in bingshang's hand.At this time, Zhang Feng had no threat, and then suddenly remembered that the knife in bingshang's hand was extremely sharp. You can see the muscles when you touch people's skin. The sharpness of this knife has been far more than ten million times that of an ordinary knife.But Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that this knife was very ordinary, just like a small knife. There was nothing strange at all. Even if it was hard grinding, it should not be so sharp.Zhang Feng slowly gathered behind bingshang. Zhang Feng, who was one head higher than bingshang, finally saw the knife in bingshang's hand.Sure enough, the knife in bingshang's hand is really very simple. It looks like a wooden handle with a small knife. There is no grain on the blade, but a cumbersome word is engraved at the position of the handle.Zhang Feng looked for a few eyes and didn't recognize what the word was. He shook his head and turned his head and didn't intend to continue reading.But when he turned his head, Zhang Feng just used his right eye casually, but suddenly saw thousands of white apertures spreading from the blade, covering almost all Zhang Feng's body!Zhang Feng's eyes were wide open and suddenly stepped back. Looking at the dense aperture in front of him, the whole person was shocked. He stood at a loss and looked at a loss.It can emit thousands of apertures, which shows that it is definitely an antique.But in Zhang Feng's impression, he has never heard of the such an ordinary knife, but it is still an antique."Bingshang, can I see your knife?""You mean shansheng?""This knife is called shansheng?"Zhang Feng's head hummed, and a memory instantly penetrated into Zhang Feng's brain.In Yan Lao's notes, he once mentioned some famous knives in the world.When it comes to swords, of course, China has the most swords and the longest history. It can be called the king of short weapons.In Yan Lao's notes, he also introduced some short but famous knives, including male and female double knives, Zhongshan, five colors, white deer and so on. The blade is not only extremely sharp, but also the best ancient Dong sought by everyone all the time.If you can get any one of them, it will be worth at least more than 100 million yuan. It can be called a peerless treasure.Although there are few records in the history of shansheng Dao, this Dao is extremely sharp. It is said that it is made of meteorite. The material is very hard. As long as it is scratched by shansheng, even the steel will show a huge hole.But all this is just a legend. If Zhang Feng hadn't seen the power of shansheng in the alley before, Zhang Feng wouldn't believe it.Touching shansheng in front of him, Zhang Feng's eyes were full of joy.I didn't expect that a woman I accidentally met was holding such a famous knife. How could Zhang Feng not be excited?However, bingshang holding a knife was like holding his own life. Zhang Feng hesitated and didn't dare to lend bingshang's knife.After grinding the ice clothes for a few times, it seemed that it was almost ready. He stretched out his hand, put the knife in his hand on the table, turned and went to the inner hall.After several times of contact with ice clothes, Zhang Feng also understood the habits of ice clothes.Although this woman is very beautiful, she is very cold. She even says less than seven words.Being able to leave shansheng in front of Zhang Feng shows that he trusts Zhang Feng very much. Zhang Feng doesn't expect bingshang to say it directly.Reach out and pick up shansheng. Zhang Feng keeps playing in his hand. His eyes are full of love.Although shansheng's blade is not long, it doesn't stand out at all. It looks like a spring knife.However, Zhang Feng once read in Yan Lao's book. Shansheng is called shansheng because shansheng was once a dagger held by a great general. The souls of his subordinates do not know how many, and he has won many battles with this knife, which has made him famous.How important a knife is, what matters is the person who uses it.Touching the knife in his hand, Zhang Feng can feel what kind of person bingshang is.The appearance of bingshang was very strange, and his skill was almost the most powerful person Zhang Feng had ever seen.It's a good thing now. There is such a famous sword in his hand, which not only makes Zhang Feng more curious about the identity of bingshang.However, Zhang Feng had asked before, but bingshang had never said anything about her life experience, and Zhang Feng dared not ask any more.Let nature take its course. What Zhang Feng should do now is to seize the time to try the power of shansheng.Shansheng's blade is not more than 20 cm. It's shorter than ordinary daggers. Zhang Feng doesn't dare to cut some stones. After looking around, Zhang Feng picked up an inkstone in the counter.This inkstone is a porcelain inkstone. You can just try the power of shansheng.Take a deep breath. Zhang Feng can't use a knife. He can only cut at the inkstone on the table.Click!I thought there would be a small crack on the inkstone, or the biggest thing is to cut it a little deeper.But when Zhang Feng looked down, he was so surprised that his mouth could fit two eggs!Shock!Zhang Feng can't be shocked!Just now, Zhang Feng used not much effort to break shansheng and make a difference with bingshang.But unexpectedly, shansheng didn't do anything at all. There was a huge cut in the middle of the inkstone on the table, including the table. Shansheng easily passed through the table!Zhang Feng didn't even think about the sharpness. Compared with the magic knife village, this good victory is as good as that!With such a good knife, Zhang Feng became more and more curious about the identity of bingshang.Bell bell!Zhang Feng just returned shansheng to bingshang, but the phone rang.Hurriedly took out the phone. Zhang Feng looked down, but Zhuang Xiaoya called.The yuan family has been uprooted by Luo Benliang. Even those who can survive are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals. They can't lift any waves.At this time, Luo Benliang and Zhuang Xiaoya should celebrate. What's the matter when they suddenly come to themselves?Zhang Feng was confused, but he still connected the phone."Zhang Feng, come to the branch and tell you something."Zhuang Xiaoya's tone was not as relaxed and excited as Zhang Feng imagined. On the contrary, there was a dignified feeling.Isn't this thing over yet? Is there any secret in it?Zhang Feng was dignified, promised, turned and walked out.But as soon as Zhang Feng came out, he saw bingshang following her and jumped directly into the car."No, bingshang, I'm going out to do business. I don't need you to follow. Just be busy with your own affairs. You don't have to accompany me.""You protected me with your life. My life is yours. I'll go wherever you go."This sentence warmed Zhang Feng's heart. Looking at the ice clothes, Zhang Feng nodded, didn't insist anymore, and drove straight to the branch.When he arrived at the branch, Zhang Feng saw Zhuang Xiaoya and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth."Ha ha, I didn't expect it. It seems that I should congratulate you now, deputy director Zhuang!"Looking at Zhuang Xiaoya, who has put on a new dress and has more police badges on her shoulders, Zhang Feng's face also flashed a smile."OK, don't make fun of me here. Yuan Meimei died yesterday, but she left some clues before. Come and have a look!"
