Chapter 150

Because it's winter and it gets dark very early, especially on the evening of October 30, there are basically no people in the streets of Pingxi city after Xu o'clock. After Hai o'clock, most people almost sleep in the world of lack of entertainment this night. By midnight, there are only a few places in the whole city where lights can be turned on. When it's ugly, The whole Pingxi city is basically dark.

According to the time of Yan Liqiang's last life, ugly time is the time from 1:00 to 3:00 in the morning.

Yan Liqiang took a nap in the room rented by jiulongqiao at noon this afternoon to raise his spirit. At night, he was in his room and practiced the easy tendon washing marrow Sutra again and again. At the time of the ugly age, the easy tendon washing marrow Sutra had just been practiced five times. Yan Liqiang's whole body and energy were at the peak.

I don't know whether it's because of the nine times of Tiandao irrigation or Yan Liqiang's diligent cultivation of Yijin and marrow washing Sutra these days. In recent days, Yan Liqiang felt that he was about to break through the level of stretching tendons and pulling bones when cultivating Yijin and marrow washing Sutra. According to Yan Liqiang's last experience, when cultivating Yijin and marrow washing Sutra broke through the level of stretching tendons and pulling bones, His Dantian will also be opened at the same time. These two levels have been passed together, which also means that his time to advance as a warrior is much earlier than he expected.

Yan Liqiang was a little excited. Of course, he didn't give up his plan. He didn't say anything about Tiger roaring serial boxing. He just reached the ninth floor of concealed weapon flying needle, plus the nine palace wind shadow step at the top. These two together are enough to make Yan Liqiang confident that he can travel unimpeded in Pingxi city and can do many things. This is the boldness and skill of an expert, Yan Liqiang felt that his eyes suddenly opened up and his way was wide. Many things he didn't dare to think and do before now came out in his mind, making Yan Liqiang feel like a spring of wisdom.

Wang haofei was killed to protect himself and win time for himself. Tonight is the beginning of his official hard work with the Ye family.

Yan Liqiang changed a set of black clothes he had prepared long ago, changed a pair of soft bottomed Samurai boots, carried a black bag and put on the mask of mountain wind again. Then before starting, Yan Liqiang checked his equipment again.

A row of poisoned flying needles, a row of ordinary darts, a commonly used sharp short sword, and a fire hinge - the fire hinge ignites faster than the sickle. As long as you pull out the fire hinge, you can light the fire!

Although the black scale short sword Lu Peien gave him was sharp and easy to use, the characteristics of the short sword were too obvious to be used at this time. Otherwise, if someone recognized the short sword, he might find himself from the clues of the source and direction of the short sword, so Yan Liqiang put the short sword in the room.

According to Yan Liqiang's previous prediction, if he acts smoothly tonight, he may also be able to harvest some rare things, because where he is going tonight, in his previous experience, he has turned back many times in the spiritual state, and knows a lot of secret things at the same time.

After putting these things on his body, Yan Liqiang closed his eyes and sat quietly in the dark room waiting. At the same time, he slowed down his breathing and calmed down his heart.

Finally, after Yan Liqiang sat quietly with his eyes closed for more than ten minutes, the voice he was waiting for finally rang out of the window of his rented house.

"Great... Great... Great... Great..."

In the silent night, there are four long bamboo bangs. These four shifts are the ugly time. As the saying goes, the first shift is for people, the second shift is for gongs, the third shift is for ghosts, the fourth shift is for thieves, the fifth shift is for chickens, and the fourth shift is for people to sleep the deepest at night, which is also the time when all kinds of nocturnal characters begin to haunt.

"The weather is cold and dry, fire prevention and theft prevention..." the watchman's old voice echoed in the alley outside.

Three minutes later, when the watchman's footsteps and the sound of bamboo Bangzi gradually disappeared, Yan Liqiang, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

He gently pushed open half of the windows in the room, and then the whole person bounced and pressed his hand gently on the window edge. The whole person didn't make any sound. He was flexible like a civet cat. He flew out of the half opened window at once. The person was in the air, turned his body 360 degrees, and then fell on the ground of the alley outside without a sound.

Tonight, the clouds are like lead and the stars and moon are dim. In this night without electricity and street lights, the visibility of the surrounding environment is like falling into a dark forest at night. Without light source, the visibility of ordinary people is less than one meter.

Yan Liqiang waited in the city for two days, just for tonight.

During this period of time, Yan Liqiang's eyes had a terrible night vision in the dark night. No scenery or thing within 100 meters could escape his eyes. Although things beyond 100 meters were a little blurred, But you can also see a general shape.

Yan Liqiang moved quickly and ghostly against the wall in the alley. He was as fast as a galloping horse, but he was silent. The highest level of the nine palace wind shadow step was displayed at once. In this case, if there was no light, I'm afraid he ran a meter away from a person, and that person just felt the cold wind attacking his body, Maybe I thought he was a ghost.

After a while, Yan Liqiang ran to another bridge near the Kowloon Bridge. In the dark night, there was no one above the street. In the hot street during the day, it was dark. There was no light in the buildings on both sides of the street. The dark shadow looked forward to it, and it was inexplicably scary. Yan Liqiang, like a dark shadow, instantly crossed the bridge deck and came to the gathering area of Shatu people in the west of Jiulong bridge. At this time, the gathering area of Shatu people is also dark. Shatu people are also human and have to sleep at night. Almost all Shatu people are sleeping. The only difference from the Chinese gathering area in the east of Kowloon Bridge is that there are no watchmen in the gathering area of Shatu people. Shatu people don't play watch, but arrange people to patrol with weapons. Shatu people make their gathering area like a military camp, but after all, Shatu people have been comfortable in Pingxi city for decades. Even if there are patrols, Shatu people's nerves have already relaxed. Yan Liqiang met two groups of Shatu people patrolling with lanterns in the street, but he avoided them early. Yan Liqiang was also very familiar with the streets and alleys in the Shatu people gathering area. Just a few minutes later, Yan Liqiang passed through two streets and alleys in the Shatu people gathering area and came to a place in the northern Middle East of the Shatu people gathering area. In front of Yan Liqiang is a large warehouse of Shatu people, covering an area of more than 100 mu. Almost all kinds of goods, fur, herbs and some expensive wood operated by Shatu people in Pingxi city are piled here. Of course, these are only the superficial things of Shatu people. In fact, this warehouse is also the arsenal of Shatu people in Pingxi city. All kinds of arms and weapons quietly transported by Shatu people to Pingxi city are also placed here, but they are hidden. Even ordinary Shatu people do not know that there are many important materials here. The gate outside the warehouse was tightly locked. On both sides of the gate, there was a high wall of more than three meters. Yan Liqiang rushed to the wall and listened quietly. Then he squatted and jumped more than two meters high with a fierce vertical. Then one of his feet gently touched the wall. Yan Liqiang's black figure turned into the courtyard wall like a harrier eagle. Inside the courtyard wall, only one room has lights on. There are several Shatu guards in the room who are responsible for guarding the warehouse at night. The light in that room is actually used to scare people. Like the scarecrow in the field, it is the request of the leaders of the Shatu people. There has been nothing for many years. The Shatu people here have been tired for a long time. Yan Liqiang knew that there were actually four sand natives living in the house before it even passed. According to the rules, the four sand natives would ask two people to patrol together every other hour in the evening, that is, two hours. Other sand Turks continued to sleep in the house with their heads covered, but in fact, the sand Turks guarding here, I'm used to letting one person go out for inspection, so that the others can sleep a little more. Yan Liqiang came to the door of the house quietly. After waiting quietly for less than ten minutes, he heard a burst of chattering in the house. Then he heard a Shatu man get up from bed. It seemed that he was still complaining while getting up. Then more than ten seconds later, the door of the house creaked and opened from the inside, A Shatu man came out with a lantern and yawned. Yan Liqiang suddenly stretched out his hand, covered the mouth of the Shatu man, and then stabbed him in the heart from the back of the Shatu man. Before Yan Liqiang could wait for the lantern of the Shatu man to fall to the ground, he grabbed the lantern and rushed into the room. There are four beds in the room. The other three Shatu people are sleeping on the bed, avoiding the light of the window. They snore everywhere. They don't notice that Yan Liqiang has come to the room. Yan Liqiang's body was like electricity. He quickly turned around the other three beds. His short sword rowed three times in the air. The three Shatu people were pierced by Yan Liqiang's heart in their sleep. The snoring in the room stopped suddenly, and the thick smell of blood spread in the room. In the blink of an eye, the four Shatu people guarding here were silent. Blow out the lantern in his hand, put it away, open the door, drag the Shatu man in the door, and fill two knives on each Shatu man to ensure that even those with hearts on the right will completely burp farts. After that, Yan Liqiang picked up a key hanging on the wall of the door and left the hut. When he left, This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation