Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Chapter 389 The Swordsman is Too Weak

After hearing what Li Yuanchao said, Haozi calmed down. Indeed, he had taken it for granted. According to Li Yuanchao, these eight people must have been trained before. If they went there, they would just be waiting for the opportunity. If there were any heavy casualties, he would not be able to explain to their families.

Although every family has several children these days, losing one due to such a thing can cost the family a huge price, and it is very likely that the family will never recover!

"Okay, then let's go to Yuan Chao and find that living devil!" Haozi said a little dejectedly. He also felt sorry for the fame that was about to be obtained.

After Haozi left, Li Yuanchao couldn't help but feel a little headache. He was ambushed this time, especially the idea of ​​offering a reward for catching the little bastard, which made these gangsters and commanders become active.

Everyone wanted to capture the eight knifemen by themselves so that they could stand out. But they didn't think that if it was really that easy to stand out, why would they have to work so hard?

Moreover, they don't consider their own level. If too few people go, they will lose their lives. If too many people go, there will be large-scale casualties, which is also a loss of life.

After leaving the hospital, Haozi did not go directly to Xizhimen to find Zhao Cheng, but returned to the compound first and asked the younger brother who discovered the place to go. Haozi did not want to be known as someone who reported to the police for money.

After the younger brother went out happily, Haozi could only go to other people to talk about these things out of boredom. Isn’t that frustrating?

After leaving the house, I happily rode my bicycle towards the Xizhimen Police Station. Half an hour later, I arrived at the Xizhimen Police Station and asked for Director Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng had just arrived today and hadn't yet gone out on patrol. So, he was taken directly to the director's office by the police. Inside, Zhao Cheng was drinking tea with Yu Zecheng.

"Director, this young comrade said he has something important to discuss with you!"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Cheng asked curiously.

"Alive? No, Chief Zhao, I found a group of people from Hebei in an abandoned compound. They are most likely the murderers who chopped down the Korean Aid Army!" The younger brother wanted to call him the Living King of Hell, but considering his own head, he changed his words.

"Oh? Are you sure?" Zhao Cheng was curious.

"It should be about the same. That compound is an abandoned one. Those people all enter and exit through the backyard wall. No one else would live there except them. It's very cold in the dead of winter! Who would not go home?" The younger brother said with a smile.

Zhao Cheng thought about it and it was indeed very suspicious. Even if it was not those eight knifemen, they were some shameful people.

"Okay, you lead the way and I'll go with you!" Zhao Cheng stood up, put on his clothes, and walked out.

"Director Zhao, shouldn't we bring some more people?" The younger brother asked hesitantly when he saw that Zhao Cheng was alone.

"I'm enough, why do we need so many people? Just lead the way! Let's go quickly, we have to come back for lunch soon!" Zhao Cheng took his younger brother and left.

Half an hour later, Zhao Cheng was brought to the back wall of an abandoned yard. "Is this the place?"

"Yes, it's here. I saw him jump in from here with my own eyes. Look at the dense footprints on the ground!" The younger brother said, pointing to the footprints under the courtyard wall.

"Okay, you wait here, I'll go in and take a look!" After Zhao Cheng said this, he didn't wait for the younger brother to reply. He took a running step and jumped over the wall, which was more than two meters high, and disappeared over the wall.

"No, he just went in like that?" The younger brother looked at Zhao Cheng's skillful movements of climbing over the wall and felt that he had opened his eyes today. No wonder he was called the Living King of Hell, his skills were really incredible!

After Zhao Cheng jumped into the yard, he listened carefully and found that there were eight breathing sounds in the main house of the yard. They should indeed be the eight legendary swordsmen.

Zhao Cheng looked carefully and found that there was no window at the back of the main house, so he walked directly in through the main door in front.

The eight people in the room were drinking. They were stunned for a moment when they saw Zhao Cheng kicking open the door and walking in. Then they immediately noticed the police uniform on Zhao Cheng and their faces changed drastically.

"Get your weapons! This guy is a policeman!" One of them reacted immediately, shouted, and pulled out the machete behind him.

Zhao Cheng didn't hesitate and walked up to the guy closest to him and hit him on the head with a big punch. He immediately pulled the guy off his seat and fell into the corner and fainted.

"It's good to be young, you can fall asleep right away!" Zhao Cheng said to the remaining seven people with a smile.

"Wang Er! Get up quickly!" One of the remaining people shouted loudly to the unconscious guy, but unfortunately the guy on the ground didn't respond at all.

"You're looking for death!" When the two men saw their partner was knocked unconscious by a big dick, they shouted and rushed towards Zhao Cheng, with the steel knives in their hands flashing with cold light. One of them chopped at Zhao Cheng's neck, and the other slashed at Zhao Cheng's stomach.

Zhao Cheng looked at the two steel knives without any change in expression. He simply retreated and dodged the two steel knives. Then he immediately stepped forward and lashed out at the two men with both hands, hitting them directly in the face. The two men also turned around on the spot and lay on the ground.

In less than a minute, three of the eight swordsmen were already lying on the ground. This made the swordsman sitting at the main seat break out in a cold sweat. Even the fourth uncle, the best martial artist in the village, couldn't knock down three of them in a minute? Who on earth was this person?

"Let's go together. We must take him down today, otherwise we won't be able to escape!" After hearing this, the remaining few people raised their steel knives and rushed towards Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng took a look and just smiled slightly, then kicked the first knifeman who came to his side, causing him to fall to the ground and cry while holding his thigh.

He then grabbed the second man's wrist and pushed it down, breaking it. The knife fell to the ground.

At this time, the third man had already chopped down Zhao Cheng's scalp with his knife. Zhao Cheng raised his left hand and punched upward, hitting his right elbow directly, making his hand fall behind his back. Then he turned around and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying backwards and knocking down the man who was sitting in the main seat last.

In the end, the situation reversed before the man could react. The steel knife in his hand fell directly to the ground, and he raised his hands and knelt down obediently.

Seeing that he was so well-behaved, Zhao Cheng did not make things difficult for him. Instead, he smiled at him and then walked towards the guy who had been sitting in the main seat and was knocked down by the man who flew back.

Before he could stand up, he kicked him in the neck, causing him to fall asleep.

In less than five minutes, all eight knifemen in the room fell silent.

"Hey who? Go call someone from the police station in this area and bring them back to the station!" Zhao Cheng shouted towards the backyard wall.

"Okay, Chief Zhao, I'll go right away!" The younger brother had been waiting outside, but he didn't expect that he would be asked to call someone to arrest someone less than five minutes after he went in!