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  I ran a few steps to the road, only to find that joy was nowhere to be found. I started to get anxious, and suddenly, a sinister laugh came from behind me. I turned around to see a one-eyed man holding a sword to Joy's throat. He said: "Put down your sword quickly." I suddenly remembered what the old man had said about its function, so I picked up the sword. Joy said: "Don't put it down, he has a fire gun!" I asked: "What fire gun?" Joy said: "It's pressed against my body, and he has another one at his waist." I said: "Are you sure? Don't make a mistake." The man laughed loudly, saying: "Yes, it's a Western-style fire gun," and then pulled out the other gun, pressing it against Joy's head. He said: "Put down your sword quickly, or else I'll accidentally fire and blame it on you." My mind was racing with thoughts of what "accidentally firing" meant. Then, I stood up straight, holding my sword at the ready, aiming at the man, saying: "I've put it down, take a good look!"

  That person slightly poked his head out from behind Xi Le, subconsciously taking a look. I thought it was fine, so I pressed the carved lotus flower and only saw a top-notch hidden weapon shoot out. I was shocked because Old Man said that I wouldn't be able to see it, and I believed him, but I really did see it right in front of me. Could it be that I'm like that sword, becoming even more ferocious when I see blood? I felt a bit dizzy and took another look, scaring myself as the needle seemed to be heading towards Xi Le. So, subconsciously, I reached out to deflect the needles in mid-air, thinking the direction was fine now. Then, with just a blink of an eye, time seemed to stand still. That person didn't react for a long while before suddenly crashing to the ground.

  Xile turned around and kicked him, scolding: Let you touch me. I walked closer to the corpse, carefully examining it, but couldn't find any wound on his head. Xile asked me: What did you just do? I said: I'll tell you later on the way. After finishing speaking, I slowly and carefully pulled out my sword, afraid of hurting Xile. Then I stabbed down with one sword. Xile asked me in confusion: What are you doing? I said: He touched you, I'm avenging you. But my real thought was: Let the sword be a bit faster. I feel like I'm a bit like Wu Ling and Yang Zhenggang back then. Some things always make you unable to extricate yourself. No matter what your nature is, how do you know your nature is as you think it is? Just thinking about this, the massive two-story wine building behind me suddenly had all its wooden pillars break at once, a burst of green smoke, and the two stories became one.