Rogue with a knife on the right

【Chapter 1 City of Blackwater】

Heze is located in the northeast of the border, originally called the "City of Black Water" with the city emblem of Xuanwu, and it was the place where the imperial court's most important criminals were executed.With the establishment of the puppet Yan Kingdom next door, its geographical location has become more and more important.

When Huashima first came to Heze, he didn't have a name, so the owner of Kikuya gave him one. The "island" is because he comes from the small island of Penglai in the sea. As for the "flower", there is something to talk about.Huajie, Huaxin, beggar, Hualiu disease... In short, Hua reminds people of chaos, rottenness, and chaos, which is in line with his identity and personality. "It's good to live among thousands of flowers." The boss said: "It can also give people the effect of 'the name is as good as the person, and it is clear at a glance'."

When he heard the new name, the young man just smiled, took a sip of sake, and said neither good nor bad, as if he didn't care.

But from then on, he was called Huadao.

As the sun sets, Heartbroken Man Liu Lane picks up fireworks.

Huashima held two knives, one long and one short, dangling around.The afterglow of early winter has faded from the blood-like crimson, becoming precarious and long-lasting, like ordinary people living next to each other, dimmed gloomily in the opium smoke.

It was the winter of Ryan's nine years.

A train whistles in the distance, and people come and go nearby.There are tea shops, rice shops, bird markets, and various food stalls on the north side of the long street, and all kinds of izakayas on the south side, and the lanterns under the eaves have not yet been lit.The roadside beggar was as usual, skillfully shaking the broken bowl in his hand, and a few copper coins tossed up and down like fried beans.

"Hey, isn't this A Mei, miss me?" Hua Dao stared at a wine seller, hugged her fragrant shoulders affectionately, slapped her long eyelashes, and smiled showing two beautiful canine teeth.

The woman spat at him mercilessly: "Who knows you, get out of here."

Huashima was still grinning, took off her hands, and continued to walk forward.He doesn't care, he doesn't care about many things in the world, he often feels that he is a bird flying from a small island in the East, picking all the cold branches to live in.

Facing them, the newsboy held up the latest "Northern Evening News" and ran around. On the torn paper that was trembling in the wind, there were a few huge black characters printed on it: "The battle of Chaokou was a complete victory"; The small black lettering: "beat the Yankees home and call their mothers".

It was a rare victory. Although he had nothing to do with the rogue Huadao, he still decided to celebrate the surviving days of the Dahe Dynasty.

Chrysanthemum House is considered to be the largest izakaya on the street. After he opened the door, the first thing he did was to raise his voice to the boss: "Two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus and three whites, the account is on credit first."

However, today, as soon as he hangs his throat, before the word "Tan" is pronounced, the boss tightly covers his mouth.

"Bastard, keep your voice down, and don't look at who is coming."

Then he turned his head and saw seven people sitting in the "private room" in the inner room, all of them were wearing dark blue warrior uniforms, their waists were straight, and the snow-white forehead ribbons were tied meticulously.The geisha Lan'er puts on powder on her face and fiddles with her lute with her slender hands. Those warriors are like her background board, indifferent to the obscene words and songs.

"Blue Lantern Guard?"

"Isn't it? I just came back from the victory."

Huadao had heard about the Blue Lantern Guard.They are the only officially designated samurai group in Heze City, and they are directly under Yao Wang's orders.This is the case with the battle of Chaokou.

Thinking of this, Huashima looked over again.Those people drank and drank, chatted and laughed, and while drinking and drinking, there was a warrior with a fair face sitting quietly in the corner, showing no signs of expression, like an untimely moonlight.

His figure suddenly stood out.Hanashima stared at the man curiously - he was interested in all good-looking skins, regardless of gender, regardless of gender.

Perhaps sensing the distant gaze, the white warrior raised his eyes and met his gaze for a moment.

The lantern at the door was lit.

Newsboys sang songs home.

Hua Dao was startled, she silently turned her head away, in disbelief, picked up the wine plate and drank it down in one gulp.

Behind him, the samurai was still watching him.There was an indescribable color in those eyes.

"Little rice seedling, bring these seven bowls of wine to the old men." The boss carefully placed the seven porcelain bowls, and a little girl with clear eyes came running to pick up the plates.

Hua Dao hurriedly stopped her and snatched her away: "Brother, I'll go."

Walking into the "private room" hurriedly with a tray in one hand, the voice was clear and clear: "The best sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed in this shop——!"

No one cared about this rogue, only the white warrior cast a glance, and then lowered his head.

Huashima served wine one by one, and finally moved to the samurai, and took a closer look.

The eyebrows and eyes are handsome, but they are hostile and cold.

A bloody white plum in the dark night.

He put down the porcelain bowl, and finally, the rogue remained true to his nature, and stared at a long knife placed on the table by the samurai.

"Wow, this knife is so beautiful!"

His eyes lit up, he smiled, and reached out to attack the exquisite knife.As soon as the fingertips were touched, the boss suddenly appeared unexpectedly, and the ceiling trembled three times with a roar: "Stop! Who will allow you to touch Mr. Han's knife?"

Huadao was innocent, but the boss winked at him, bent down and bowed again and again: "Master Han, this kid is new here, he doesn't know current affairs, don't worry about it..."

All the samurai in the room looked at Huashima with unkind faces.Lan'er also stopped playing, and everyone was waiting to see what Master Han would do.

A samurai's sword is the most untouchable.

It would be a great offense to have the fingerprints of rogues.

But for some reason, Hanashima was not afraid.It may be that the situation happened suddenly, and there was no time to be afraid.

The samurai said, "It doesn't matter, take it and have a look."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone seemed even more shocked.

Hua Dao was unaware that he had received a great honor, and said without interest, "No need." He left.

Sitting back to their original positions, the figures of the Green Lantern Guards became distant again.

Huashima didn't know how the boss would smooth things over, anyway, after the three Gus went down, the middle-aged man came back and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Do you know who you provoked just now?" The boss twisted his arm: "Master Han is the captain of the Green Lantern Guard!"

"Oh, it's okay." Huadao shook the remaining wine, and the dim light reflected in it, like a plate of shattered moon.

The concept of Qing Dengwei is still vague, and he doesn't know what a "captain" is. He just thinks that the warrior is very good-looking, and it's hard to imagine that he can kill someone with a knife.

Looking back, the samurai was still sitting in the corner, and someone toasted him.He smiled, suddenly looked towards Huadao, and quickly turned back.Then, he stopped looking up.

On this day, the Green Lantern Guards did not leave until late at night.Huadao saw off the guests at the door, and the samurai passed by him.Huashima found that his knife was tied to the right side, unlike ordinary people.

Perhaps because Chaokou won the first battle, the weather unexpectedly warmed up, the breeze was blowing, and the sun made people lazy to the bones.

Huadao sat in front of Zhengda Yangxing, showing half of her ankles, wearing a tattered scarf, chatting nonsense with the little master pulling a rickshaw next to her.

The little coachman didn't have a name either, everyone called him "White Dog".This little Maotou looks silly and cute, has good foot strength, and pulls up the car quickly. He really looks like a scurrying puppy.

In front of him, the blue lantern guards on routine patrol walked by.The two couldn't help but looked at it enviously for a while, until their Xuanqing team uniforms disappeared at the corner of the street.

"Damn it, someday I'll get a suit to wear." The white dog cracked his knuckles.

Huadao's focus was different, and she said like a resentful woman, "Why don't you see Captain Han?"

"Oh, hey, did you miss me? How many times have you met?"

"Don't say it, I really think he's interested in me." Hua Dao spoke boldly, slightly curling the corners of her mouth.

"Don't be confused, don't urinate and take care of yourself."

Pedestrians are in a hurry, and a cigarette butt is accidentally dropped between the man's leather shoes and the woman's high heels.Bai Gou quickly picked it up and took a few sips, and handed it to Huadao.

"I won't smoke anymore."

"Stop smoking?"

"What's the point of sipping other people's cigarette butts? When my brother has money, I'll buy you one by one."

Before he finished his spring and autumn dream, suddenly, a graceful and rich lady stepped out of Zhengda Yangxing, with a diamond ring, emerald earrings, and layers of folds in her skirt, like waves.

Mrs. Kuo stopped the white dog: "Go to the Dragon King Temple."

With a jolt, the white dog drove the car up with a bang, smiling all over his face: "Please, sit down slowly."

When the wife got into the car, she glanced at Huadao, her gaze was condescending yet seductive and seductive.Huashima couldn't be more clear about these women's minds - they want to taste the freshness of the handsome young men outside, but they can't let go of their social status and look down on them.

As soon as the copper bell rang, the white dog stepped on the ground, and the wheel started to turn.

He ran with a gust of wind.

Huadao likes to run with him, feel the wind tearing his clothes to his heart's content, and then stop at the second fork in the road, watching the rickshaw bump and go away.

Baigou went to earn money, and he was left alone, but Huadao didn't care, he didn't have the concept of loneliness.

After wandering around a few streets with the Rusty Knife to try to run into the Green Lantern Guard, he planned to sit by the Daoxiang River for a while.

——However, it happened at this moment.

In the middle of the noisy crowd, a burly man was whipping the boy on the ground.

With one whip after another, the boy's clothes were torn hotly, and bloody wounds were burned on the scrawny body.

Huashima noticed that two of the boy's fingers had been broken, and they stood up abruptly, as if begging to the sky.A few vegetable buns tumbled down from my bony hand.

"Tell you to steal, tell you to steal! Kill you!"

Amidst the cursing, the boy's crying seemed weak.

Huadao is not chivalrous and courageous, and this kind of thing is out of his control.But after taking two steps, the pair of crooked fingers resurfaced in my mind, making me feel a chill.

After hesitating for a moment, he still drew his knife.

The scratching sound of the knife being pulled out of its sheath made the audience silent.

"Look, it's Huadao, the rogue Huadao." He heard someone talking about himself.

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