专诸刺王僚 2

The assassin ——Zhuan Zhu2

小矮子一支箭似的飞向专诸，专诸左手按着摊子边，一个飞身，一踢……中！小矮子那“娇小”的个子，哪里受得了？！

“哎呀！”惨叫一声，倒地，昏厥了。其他俩一看，愣住了。倒是那个聂铁，貌似看过一些场面吧，镇定自若。

The short guy was making a dart for Zhuan Zhu，like a arrow. Zhuan Zhu, with his left hand pressing against an edge of the stall, he lifted himself up in the air. One kick~ Got it! How could the ‘petite body’ of the short guy take that? Ouch! With a painful cry, he fell, and passed out. And another two guys were awed by this. Their jaws dropped. As for Nie Tie, it seemed that he’d been around and seen worse. Self-composed, as he was.

聂铁：“给我上啊！养你们干什么的？”

Nie Tie: ‘What do I feed you for? Now!’

两人一听主子命令，立马飞扑而上。但见专诸一动也不动……嗖～一声……他那过于常人的粗壮手臂，齐齐出动了。专诸有力的双手，像锁头似的锁住了两人的喉头……碰！两人的脑瓜应声一撞，当场昏死过去。

Acting upon their master’s order, the two guys were immediately jumping on Zhuan Zhu. But he was standing still there, showing no sign of moving. Shh~~ His over-muscular arms were reaching out! Zhuan Zhu’s both powerful hands locked the throats of the two guys. Bang! Their heads knocked at each other’s. Out they passed, right on the spot.

原本静若处子的聂铁，此时显得有些急躁了。他双拳紧握，似乎……他不得不露两手了。

Nie Tie was supposed to be quiet as a mouse. Now he looked a little worked-up, and he clenched his fists, tightly. It seemed…he had to do his stuff.

面对专诸此等高手，聂铁一时间也无从下手。啊～聂铁已经按奈不住，右手挥出。马上，其手腕已被专诸扣住。一痛之下，聂铁左手也全力挥出。也没用，也被专诸扣住，此刻聂铁已泰半动弹不得。论体格和身高，论力气，聂铁都绝对比不过专诸。专诸虎目紧盯着聂铁，那”小开”本也想求饶，却碍于面子，嘴硬不说。

Facing a tough guy, with such powerful combative kung fu, Nie Tie could not lay a finger on him. Ahh~ Nie Tie couldn’t hold himself down anymore. He swung out his left hand, all the way out, powerfully. But to no avail, he was locked by Zhuan Zhu, too. And he could not move a muscle. Nie Tie was no match for Zhuan Zhu, in terms of physique, height and strength. Zhuan Zhu, with his tiger-like pair of eyes, was staring at Nie Tie. The rich-man’s son could have asked for mercy. But, being held back by the shame of ” losing face”, he clammed up.

“打遍他！打遍他！…..“众人大喊。

‘Kick his butt! Kick his butt! …’ Everybody screamed.

聂铁是附近一带有名的恶霸。此时，人们不但不肯伸出援手，反而希望专诸能把他给打个半死呢。

Nie Tie was a well-known bully in the neighborhood. So right now, not only did the people around refuse to reach out a helping hand but they also wished Zhuan Zhu could have beaten the hell out of him.

专诸看在眼里，怒在心里……“啊～”正欲有所进一步行动时，忽然从远方传来一声：“专诸，住手！住手！“　

Seeing all this, Zhuan Zhu saw red! ‘Ahh~’ He was about to make a move …A loud cry was heard: ‘Zhuan Zhu, stop it! Stop it!’

一听见这把半带沙哑沧桑的女声，专诸他……渐渐的，松开了手。Upon hearing this coarse, time-beaten woman’s voice, Zhuan Zhu…he was opening up his hands, gradually.

那妇女：“快回来！“

The woman: ‘Come back. On the double.’

专诸一听，立刻就去收拾好他的猪肉摊。然后，就奔向那妇女，扬长而去。

Hearing this, Zhuan Zhu went cleaning up his stall, immediately. Then, he rushed to the woman, vanishing into thin air.

而那四个家伙，有气没力的拖着疼痛的身子，也走了。

And those four guys, off they went too; with their bodies lacking in strength, but in pain.

斜对面，二楼上，伫立着一个高大雄伟的汉子；也许，也许没专诸那么高大，却长着一双犀利，炯炯有神的眼睛，凝视着这一幕。他，就是伍子胥， 别名伍员。他身边站着一位随从，是伍子胥的得力助手——黎达。

Diagonally opposite the street, on the second floor, stood a tall and huge man. Maybe, maybe not as tall as Zhuan Zhu, but with a sharp and watchful pair of eyes. He was staring at all this. He was Wu-Zi Xu, a.k.a. Wu Yuan. Right beside there stood an attaché, he was Wu-Zi Xu’s right hand man, Li Da.

伍子胥：“此人是谁？“

Wu-Zi Xu: ‘Who is this man?’

黎达：“他叫专诸，专心的专，诸侯的诸。“

Li Da: ‘He is Zhuan Zhu, it means “being attentive.” ‘

伍子胥：“专诸？……“

Wu-Zi Xu：’Zhuan Zhu?...’

黎达：“是的。他是此地有名的孝子，刚才唤他的乃是他的娘。“

Dali: ‘Yes. He is a well-known dutiful son here in the neighborhood. The one who called out to him was his mother.’

伍子胥：“此人功夫如此了得，将来大有可用之处啊！“

Wu-Zi Xu: ‘This man is a great fighter. I could make use of him one day.’

黎达：“大人的意思是……“

Li Da: ‘Sir, you mean…’

伍子胥：“找着他的住处，引我去见他。”

Wu-Zi Xu: ‘Find out where he lives. Then take me to him.’

黎达：“诺。”

Li Da: ‘Yes, sir.’