"Robbery? Who robs like a government official?" Fuyu sneered: "It's just a mystery. What a pity those medicines are for. As long as people are still here, how many medicines can't be made?" She paused slightly: "Fortunately they found the cellar, otherwise we would have had to go through a lot of trouble to leave."
The three men looked at each other with concern.
This is true, it is true that a full man does not know that a hungry man is hungry.
As a master of incense making, Fuyu certainly didn't know how to write the words "lack of silver".
She is not short of money, but they are.
They lack it and have nightmares every day!
The four of them walked into the alley with their own thoughts. There was no burning lamp, and they could only distinguish the path under their feet by the cold light on their swords.
Leng Linjiang watched these four people file out of the main entrance of Xuguo Tower. However, the two detectives at the main entrance seemed unaware and remained motionless. His heart skipped a beat and he felt an ominous feeling.
"Sir, they are coming." Mao Yongshao's eyes were sharp and he recognized the short and fat figure at a glance. It was the purpose of their trip. He slowly touched his lower back and felt a biting coldness.
Leng Linjiang frowned slightly: "There's something wrong with those two agents."
Song Lixin squinted his eyes and said hesitantly and in disbelief: "The distance is too far and I can't see clearly."
Leng Linjiang assessed the abilities of the four people.
He didn't know the three men clearly, but the short and fat woman was probably just a little stronger. She probably couldn't even do any tricks, so it wasn't a big worry.
And those three men have strong muscles and extremely stable lower body. At first glance, they are Lianjiazi.
The crossbows in the hands of the two men walking behind also posed a great threat.
But if nothing happens, he feels he can contain two of them.
Leng Linjiang touched his sleeves and ordered in a cold and orderly voice: "Song Lixin will lead the person at the front away later, Mao Yongshao will be responsible for taking down the woman, and leave the two people behind to me."
Mao Yongshao and Song Lixin looked at each other and both said yes. They braced themselves and stared at the four people who were gradually approaching.
Song Lixin stood at the front, his eyes wide open, and he could already hear the suppressed breathing of the man walking in the front.
About ten steps away from Song Lixin, the man at the front suddenly stopped.
"Quick, protect the master and go!" The man suddenly turned to one side and shouted without looking back!
Between the light of the carbide fire, a chillingly cold sword light pierced the darkness, and the blood-quenched blade grazed the man's chest.
There was only a "stab" sound, and a big gash was opened in the skirt of his clothes, and a thin line of blood seeped out.
At the same time, the two men walking behind immediately stood in front of Fu Yu, leveled their crossbows, and kept making clicking sounds. Silver steel needles as thin as ox hair shot out of the air, all aimed at the narrow alley. Darkness goes.
Newcomer Song Li followed the move of the knife and took the lead to rush out of the darkness. The big knife trembled slightly in front of him, and all the silver steel needles shot into the knife, making a jingling sound.
"I'll stop him, you protect Master Fu and go first!" The injured man tapped the wound on his chest several times, and the gurgling blood stopped instantly.
He flew forward two steps, picked up the mace, and swept it towards Song Lixin.
Song Lixin raised his sword to greet him.
A string of dazzling sparks flew out, and the sharp and shrill sound of metal shattering was particularly unpleasant.
Song Lixin took a few steps back and squeezed his hands quietly twice to relieve the numbness in his mouth.
He raised his head and glanced at the person opposite, unable to conceal his shock.
This man has so much strength!
The injured man also looked at Song Lixin carefully and was shocked.
This man has such profound inner strength!
Others don't know how powerful his mace is, but he himself knows it very well.
With this blow, ordinary people would have turned into a pile of rotten meat.
But not only was this man able to take his blow, he also kept his face calm and breathless, looking very relaxed.
He put away his arrogance and turned his head
Seeing the other two people running towards the back alley protecting Fuyu, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
I originally wanted to deal with this person immediately, but then I changed my mind and started to inquire.
"This good man, the following people are all ordinary helpers. He only has this little money. If you don't mind it, please accept it." After saying this, the injured man took off the sachet from his waist and threw it away.
Song Lixin didn't take it, and let the bag fall to the ground with a clatter.
He didn't even look at me, and sneered jokingly: "Hey, the helpers now are really amazing, their skills are as good as those of street jugglers! They even use rolling pins as murder weapons!"
The injured man's face was livid with anger, and he almost vomited a mouthful of old blood. He shook the mace heavily and began to curse.
As soon as his mind wandered, two black figures rushed out along the narrow alley, followed closely by two short, sharp screams.
Then there was the clang sound of metal colliding with each other and a fragrant and hasty shout.
Only then did the injured man realize that he had been teased by this random trick.
He turned around and chased in the direction from which the sound came.
Hearing that Leng Linjiang and Mao Yongshao were about to hit the target, how could Song Lixin let him catch up and ruin the current good situation.
The other person did not move the knife first. With a "clang" sound, the long knife flew out at a tricky angle and struck the injured man hard on the back.
The injured man had just been slashed in the chest. He knew very well how fast the knife in Song Li's hands was, and how dare he let the blade hit his back again.
One more stabbing and your life will be in danger!
The injured man suddenly jumped forward and rolled on the spot.
The blade barely cut through the back of the neck, and the hair bun was broken at the touch of the blade, and the black hair on his head fell unevenly.
The injured man, who was already covered in ashes, stood up with a head of rough and messy hair, describing how embarrassed he was.
Song Lixin rushed forward, swung the knife back in front of the injured man, and nodded solemnly: "Well, this time I look like a beggar."
The injured man was furious. He glanced coldly and saw the two people running out. One of them was so skilled that he could not lose at all against his two brothers with his own strength.
The other person moved even faster, dragging Fu Yu with one hand and blocking her mouth with the other, and was about to walk away.
He was frightened for a moment, and he didn't have time to figure out where these evil stars appeared from. He raised his eyes and glanced at the big man with a knife in front of him, knowing that he couldn't spare any effort to save Fuyu because he didn't care about the person in front of him.
A sharp look flashed in his eyes, he picked up the mace and swept forward.
Song Lixin looked solemn and greeted him with his sword.
Leng Linjiang became more and more frightened as he fought. The crossbows in the hands of these two men were obviously military items.
It's unbelievable that a shop in a ghost market would have military items.
And the two people cooperated very well. One stood and attacked his head, face and heart, while the other half-crouched and half-knelt attacked his lower body.
The two men held crossbows in their hands and kept firing cold arrows. Steel needles as thin as ox hair were everywhere.
Even though Leng Linjiang had the sword energy in his hand like a rainbow, it was difficult for him to get close to these two people.
He was distracted and looked at Song Lixin.
That mace had the potential to destroy everything. After a few blows, the ground at the entrance of the alley was covered with mud.
As for Song Lixin, his little effort was obviously not enough. He barely managed to avoid being beaten to a pulp by the mace, but he could not hold the man back for too long.
Leng Linjiang's heart skipped a beat. He was originally worried that beating the dog into the back alley would cause backlash, but now it seemed that he had to fight quickly.
Leng Linjiang raised his eyebrows and pulled out a soft sword from his waist. With a clang, it flew into the void like a dragon entering the sea, tearing apart like crazy.
Mao Yongshao covered Fu Yu's mouth tightly and dragged her struggling forward with difficulty.
This woman looks short and fat, but she is indeed worthy of her body when she struggles. She is very energetic!
Mao Yongshao could hardly hold her down!
If such a stinky bitch were to be a strong man from him,
If he escapes from Han's hands, he will stop hanging around in the Jingzhao government office from now on!
Mao Yongshao's eyes were scarlet red, his face was swollen, his teeth were missing, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth after being slapped, which was a tragic sight.
Seeing that Fuyu suddenly became honest, Mao Yongshao said fiercely: "If you don't smoke, your face is full of peach blossoms. You don't know why the flowers are so red and why I am so handsome!"
Fuyu lowered his eyes, pretending to be scared of being beaten, his mind was racing, and he begged in a low voice, frightened and frightened: "Strong man, good man, did you find the wrong person? The little woman is just a helper. I want money but no money, I want sex but no sex.”
Mao Yongshao laughed loudly: "I don't want wealth or sex, I want your good hands."
Fuyu's heart skipped a beat. She already understood where this unreasonable disaster came from. But what was strange was how these people knew her identity. Fortunately, she pretended to be confused: "The hero said that the little woman Good hands? The good man was joking, but the little woman has rough hands. Ouch, woo woo,"
She was unprepared and was staggered by Mao Yongshao. She almost fell to the ground. She immediately swallowed the probing words on her lips. She opened her mouth and let out an ouch of pain. Before she could close her mouth, she was stuffed with a stinking ball. The rags made her roll her eyes.
"Women are just noisy!" Mao Yongshao just looked stupid, and he was not stupid at all. Of course he knew what Fuyu was talking about. He didn't give her a chance to continue to pry, so he pulled a black sweat towel and stuffed it into her In the mouth.
Once and for all!
Poor Fuyu is a master of fragrance making, and his most powerful skills are his hands and nose. His nose, which used to smell the most elegant fragrances in the world, is now so smelly that he almost loses his sense of smell due to the sour stench, and loses his job.
Mao Yongshao thought about it and felt that it was not safe to gag him, so he struck Feng Yu on the back of his neck with his palm.
The pain came unexpectedly, Fuyu rolled his eyes, and his last thought before falling into coma was that he didn't look at the almanac when he went out today!
Mao Yongshao put Fu Yu on his shoulders and rushed towards Guihe carelessly.
Scenes like this abounded in the ghost market, and no one even glanced at the two of them.
He Denglou led the people to search Xuguo Tower from bottom to top, and found a lot of money. Just as he was walking out as happy as the New Year, he heard the clanking sound of swords.
A guy covered in spikes swung around in the night and smashed into each other, leaving behind a series of cold white afterimages.
"Ouch, what the hell, is this a fight?" He Denglu grinned, spat, rolled up his sleeves and said, "What are you looking at? The fight is already at the doorstep!"
Hearing this, the injured man and the two men holding crossbows twitched their mouths. This seemed to be the door of their home.
