Xiao Letian didn't expect that he would have been discovered when he went to the back wall to meet the escaped Huniu. Guangde is not a monolithic company. Although 70% of the workers here are loyal followers of Fan Yan, the nominal head of the Fan family is still Fan Ru, and there are also many workers who follow the great master.
When Huniu tried to escape, shopkeeper Liu of the Guangde Branch in Yi County had already discovered the strange behavior of the two. However, shopkeeper Liu did not tell Fan Jian. He was planning to secretly report to Lian Erye, the head of Xiling in Yi County of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Let Second Master Lian kidnap Huniu first. As long as Huniu enters Second Master Lian's house, the marriage will not be lost.
Unexpectedly, when shopkeeper Liu cringed and took a closer look, he found a pretty face suddenly appeared, and he seemed to be very familiar with Huniu, so he took him directly to the hotpot restaurant in the back street. After he asked his direct relatives in the caravan for questioning, he was able to confirm that the pretty boy was Mr. Xiao who was kidnapped by the bandits.
Without the slightest hesitation, shopkeeper Liu went straight to Mr. Lian's house at night. When Mr. Lian, who was over sixty years old, heard that his woman's beard had been cut off by a pretty boy, he was so angry that the age spots on his face popped up.
"Okay, no wonder that old guy Fan Qian pretended to be sick to give me a thumbs-up. He was actually covering up his daughter's secret meeting with a wild man? A pretty boy! Is this the savior of the caravan? Mr. Xiao who was kidnapped by bandits? Damn it! This is much more exciting than the drama..."
Mr. Lian Er was so angry that he walked around the room and suddenly stopped and asked, "Did you say that the man named Xiao was followed by several tough men? And that he was kidnapped by bandits in the mountain temple?"
"Yes, the entire caravan saw it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears. The bandit said that Mr. Xiao exchanged himself for the safety of the caravan, and the bandit retreated. The bandit even shot a letter..."
"I was caught by bandits, and now I can show up in Yixian City in just over 20 days? That kid Qingsan has been encouraging me to send troops to suppress the bandits, so it seems that this guy named Xiao is a bandit... ...It can’t be wrong, it can’t be wrong, your second master and I will not rub sand in my eyes..."
Shopkeeper Liu knelt on the ground and took a few steps to approach Second Master Lian: "Second Master, please calm down. This is all because of the confusion of that old fellow Fan Qian. Please come to more and faster chapters. But it has nothing to do with our uncle, he has always been there from beginning to end." But they are all very respectful to you, Second Master... What do you think? Things at the Ministry of Internal Affairs..."
Second Master Lian suddenly laughed, "Bah... That guy Fan Ru has become the head of the family for nothing. He can't even take care of his brothers. He really has no rules. I have no choice but to tell Second Master that I have a good heart. I will take care of him today." This brother needs to be disciplined. Go ahead, take my film to Magistrate Liu, and first recruit forty detectives from him, then tell him that bandits have come down from the mountain, and ask him to raid the hotpot restaurant for me..."
"Hey..." Shopkeeper Liu knocked his head to the ground, knelt down and took the film from Mr. Lian and ran to the county government office. Please come to more and faster chapters.
Since the Qing Dynasty, the official rule has been that Han officials are afraid of Manchu officials, Manchu officials are afraid of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is afraid of the eunuchs in charge. It can be said that whoever is closer to the emperor has more power. Mr. Lian is the supervisor assigned to the Qingxi Mausoleum by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He can also be regarded as a dignified red supervisor in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I dare not say that he is the number one in terms of power, but at least he is ranked high. Poor.
With one piece of his film, it would not be easy to mobilize dozens of police officers, not to mention his reputation as a bandit killer. Magistrate Liu didn't dare to neglect, so he asked Wang Captou to lead his men to surround Erliang Shaoguo Restaurant overnight.
"People inside, listen, the county magistrate has an order, come out quickly. Your matter has been dealt with. If you dare to disobey the order, you will be killed..." Chief Wang Hu led ten agents and more than thirty helpers. This is already the largest security force that the county government can mobilize. Everyone is holding torches and waving flags outside the hotpot restaurant.
"Hurry up and surrender. If you disobey orders, you will be killed..." Especially the helpers, who carried firewood sticks in their hands as weapons. No matter how fierce they roared, no one dared to rush in.
The chaos in the hot pot shop in the south of the city lasted only for a cup of tea. The entire Yi County was already in a state of shock. Countless people climbed on the walls and roofs of their homes, looking towards the brightly lit place. The neighbors were noisy and talking. The night life of ancient people was extremely monotonous. Poor families were reluctant to light an oil lamp and went to bed as soon as it got dark.
The whole city was in a state of excitement due to the excitement today. Many idlers had sneaked out of the house, apparently wanting to fish in troubled waters.
"Master Tiger is mighty... roar..." Some good person in the darkness cheered up Mr. Wang Hu. Wang Hu had never been so energetic in his life. Looking at his apprentices and helpers, he couldn't help but feel more courageous, and he opened his mouth to speak out.
At this moment, the window on the second floor of the pot shop was smashed into pieces with a crash. A black meat ball swirled out of it, and two sharp steel knives danced like wheels.
"Lying on the ground with a knife? He has great ideas, he is a master..." Wang Hu broke into a cold sweat at that time. He can be the chief detective of Yi County, which means that his skills are not just blown away, at least his eyesight is not wrong at all. .
"The thief is powerful, the superior guy..." As Wang Hu roared, six white wax poles with iron spearheads surrounded him from all directions. There was only a jingling sound, and at least three white wax poles were cut off with sharp knives. When Wang Hu saw that even the spear couldn't stop the thief, he gritted his teeth and drew out his sword and rushed forward. A set of Bagua knives swiped the enemy like a flowing cloud.
Just when the fat shopkeeper and Wang Hu were inextricably linked, four people wearing night clothes were quietly escaping out on the roof of the Guangde. Who else could they be if they weren't Xiao Letian? Xiao Letian looked down through the firelight and was stunned. Even though he didn't understand martial arts, he could see that the two people below were playing real kung fu.
In previous lives, Chinese martial arts had completely evolved into a performance event, with showmanship trumping practical moves. But in ancient times, especially when hot weapons were not popularized, Chinese Kung Fu was purely a means of killing, and the sword light was full of the strong smell of blood.
Later generations do not know that a certain great scholar once verified that Chinese martial arts suffered three disasters in modern history. The first update was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. The southern martial arts world was deeply involved in the Hongyang Rebellion, so it suffered a serious blow. The second time was the Boxer Rebellion during the Eight-Nation Allied Forces. That movement almost wiped out the martial arts community in northern China.
The third catastrophe was the eight-year war of resistance. Under the slaughter of the Japanese with modern weapons, the secrets of the cold weapon era were cut off and can never be restored.
"It's amazing! This is a real tycoon, what a great skill..." Xiao Letian subconsciously cheered in a low voice. As a result, Xiao Hexin turned around and said disdainfully, "The military advisor said that the three-legged cat's kung fu is good? Brothers, let me open my eyes..."
While they were talking, a young man named Sima Yun picked up Xiao Letian and whispered, "Sir, sit still. This is the shadow foot of the Kongtong sect. It may be a little bumpy..." before he could finish his words. , Sima Yun rushed over like a gust of wind. Update as soon as possible
Xiao Letian covered his mouth to suppress his panic. He knew that as long as he let go, he would definitely cry out. In his ears was the whistling sound of the north in winter, coupled with the clicking sound of Sima Yun's toes on the tiles, it was as if he was dreaming, flying across the house and across the spine in mid-air.
Qinggong! Did Qing Gong really exist in ancient times? Xiao Letian was already in tears.
By this time, the fat shopkeeper had been reduced to a bloody gourd. With his two swords flying left and right for a while, he had already wounded five or six helpers, and even the policeman Wang Hu had a bloody groove on his left shoulder. Now the more than forty policemen and helpers have all gathered around. People held up torches and formed a circle, making roars, but few of them really dared to rush up.
In the circle of people, only the catcher Wang Hu and a few of his disciples persisted, and they now looked at the fat man with admiration.
"Good man! You are definitely not a nobody. Please tell me your name. If there is a connection between our schools, I will let you live..." Wang Hu said in a low voice.
It's a pity that the fat shopkeeper didn't answer the question at all. He just waved the two knives in his hands more fiercely, and in a flash, another helper was chopped to the ground.
Wang Hu didn't know that just when everyone was attracted by the fat shopkeeper, a secret door hidden in the horse feed pile opened under the backyard wall of the pot shop, and the waiter, Huniu and A Chou actually got in. The mezzanine in the courtyard wall. I didn’t expect that the courtyard wall of the pot restaurant had been renovated, and there were actually hidden alleys inside.
The little boy was crawling on the ground, and suddenly a scream came over, "Ah..." It was the voice of the fat shopkeeper. Please come to more and faster chapters.
In front of the pot shop, the fat shopkeeper was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on his two knives and dripping blood, but his eyes were still unruly, staring at Wang Hu coldly as if he were looking at a dead person.
Wang Hu had never seen such a ruthless gangster in his entire life. He regretted working too hard tonight. "Good man, I'm sorry. You are a thief and I am an officer. There is nothing I can do... tell me what regrets or wishes you have." Well, I, Wang Hu, will do it for you...?"
"Hehehe... cough cough cough..." The fat shopkeeper coughed a few times, as if he was gathering his last strength, and suddenly shouted, "I still owe you a table of eight delicacies. If you don't pay me back, I won't pay you back." I'm willing..." After saying that, he turned his wrist and pressed the steel knife on the carotid artery, which actually cut his neck artery bit by bit, and the bloody arrow shot into the air with a whoosh.
With a bang, everyone took a step back. No one expected that the fat shopkeeper who used to be kind could be so fierce. Others said it was a quick cut on the neck, but this guy actually cut his own neck bit by bit and slowly cut open the arteries, as if he was enjoying the process.
Wang Hu's legs had begun to tremble. He was thinking badly. He had definitely offended a powerful force. How could such a hero be an ordinary thief? At that time, his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground. "Have a good day, hero. I will give you a generous burial. Don't worry about what happens after you. I'll take care of it..."
The fat shopkeeper suddenly smiled strangely and fell to the ground with a thud, his blood already drained.
The man in the secret passage in the backyard was already crying and scratching the wall. The heartbreaking sound made Huniu and A Chou heartbroken. "Don't worry, old shopkeeper, the Bazhen Banquet Noodles... I will return the Bazhen Banquet Noodles to you..."
"Let's go... let's go quickly. We can't waste the life that Fatty Uncle bought with his life..." After saying this, the boy crawled towards the exit with Huniu and the two of them using their hands and feet.
At this moment, in front of the gate of the hot pot restaurant, a group of police officers and helpers surrounded Wang Hu. "Master, I just heard something moving behind the store. Are the bandits escaping? We have to chase..."
Wang Hu looked around and saw that he was surrounded by his own iron men. He was so angry that he kicked each of them and said in a low voice, "I don't want to die. Do you really think that you are possessed by Mr. Guan? Such gangsters must be given a way to survive. Otherwise, you will wait to be wiped out! Silly boys, if you want to eat my bowl of rice, you have a lot to learn..."
The fat shopkeeper's roar before his death also alarmed Xiao Letian. He quickly asked Sima Yun to put him down, but in such a moment of stasis, Xiao Letian was surrounded by many people.
