The reason why I chose this street is because Lao Dao has grown up here since he was a child. He is so familiar with it that he can understand all the places on the street with his eyes closed.
Where to hide and where to escape, he knew them all by heart.
At this time, Lao Dao was wearing a gray smock, and his body was close to the courtyard wall. He made full use of the various hiding places formed by the uneven walls of each courtyard, hiding his figure like a ghost, and slowly approached the carriage that Shen Zhonglei was riding. .
Originally, he was a little worried, fearing that the gunpowder on his body would affect his skills.
But it turned out that he seemed to be worrying too much.
Because the journey went very smoothly without any accidents or being discovered by the guards.
It seems that the skills he had when he was young are still there.
Lao Dao was thinking about it when he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.
Looking up, he was shocked to find the cold bodies of the three brothers lined up on the road in front of the carriage.
All three of them had large bloody holes in their chests, and it looked like they were made by veterans.
Lao Dao could tell at a glance that someone had penetrated his body with a knife, and then the other party rotated the knife half a circle before pulling it out.
There are still people who can survive even if a long knife penetrates their chests, but if the knife is rotated in the body like this, the chest will be strangled in an instant.
Unless he is the reincarnation of Daluo Jinxian, he will never survive.
His eyes turned red instantly, and he gritted his teeth and said in his heart, brothers, wait for your brother on Huangquan Road for a while, wait until I kill the dog officer, and then we will go to the underworld together.
The carriage was already in front of him, and the irritated Lao Dao didn't bother to hide his figure anymore, he showed up and rushed over.
When Xie Yan heard the sound, he immediately turned around and looked over, then raised his arm to make a stop gesture, and said loudly: "Who is it? The road here is closed, don't you know? How did you get in? Don't come any closer!"
Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, and then realized, did he regard himself as a commoner?
Thinking of his current bloated figure, he looked like a somewhat obese middle-aged man. Lao Dao took advantage of the situation and pretended to be inadvertently and said loudly: "Block the road? What road is blocked? My family lives here, I want to go home. Ah! Why are so many of you blocking my door?"
As he spoke, he was still moving slowly, trying to get himself closer to Shen Zhonglei's carriage.
"Stop! Don't come any closer! Otherwise we won't be polite to you!" Xie Yan said, taking out the long knife from his waist and pointing the tip of the knife at the old knife.
Lao Dao estimated the distance and felt that the carriage had basically entered the explosion range of gunpowder. He suddenly pulled off his blouse, revealing a waistcoat that was bulging and stuffed with things.
He held up the fire seal in his hand.
"No one should come near me. If you are afraid of death, stay away from me. I tell you, I am covered with gunpowder. If I get too close, I will be buried with your master!"
"Gunpowder, do you know? It is the one you have encountered just now. It explodes with a bang. Even the brick and stone courtyard walls can be blown apart. Think about it, you are just flesh and blood, can you withstand it? live!"
It seemed that they were shocked by his words, and the guards all had frightened looks on their faces.
After they looked at each other, although they moved slowly, they still stepped back in unison.
Even Xie Yan began to look embarrassed. He turned to look at the carriage and then at the old knife wrapped in gunpowder. The knife he held in his hand was a little lower than before.
Lao Dao had good eyesight and could tell at a glance that Xie Yan should be the most skilled among the group.
It's not that he didn't want to kill a few more officers, but given his current position, once the gunpowder was ignited, although the power would affect the carriage and the surrounding officers, with the protection of the carriage, Shen Zhonglei could very well save his life.
Compared with a few servants, it is naturally more cost-effective to drag a court official to go to hell together.
So he continued to be seductive and said: "Young man, I know that you all obey orders. I have no grudges with you in the past and in the near future. There is no need to put your lives on the line, don't you think?"
"As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are also good. What I am telling you are speaking from the bottom of my heart.
"Is it worth it to end up dead without any body parts for the sake of this dog officer's life?"
I don't know what exactly those words touched Xie Yan, but he finally showed a timid expression and moved slowly.
Seeing him, they all wanted to quit, and the others immediately ran faster.
At first, Xie Yan faced Lao Dao and backed away step by step. After he pulled away, he turned around and ran away quickly.
"Hahahaha!" Upon seeing this, Lao Dao laughed up to the sky and said to the inside of the carriage, "Master Shen, it seems that you are not doing well! As soon as you hear that you are going to die, all these lackeys who usually surround you will How far you have run!
"Look at me, I still have a few brothers who are willing to accompany me on the road to hell."
He said, stepping on the car's shaft and pulling open the door.
When they saw that the carriage was very spacious, it was actually covered by gauze curtains. Shen Zhonglei's figure could be vaguely seen behind the gauze curtains.
Lao Dao couldn't help but sucked his teeth and said: "Tsk, you officials will still enjoy it.
"But this is your last time to enjoy it. Didn't you unjustly accuse me of killing your wife and children? It just so happens that we both go on the road together and go to the underworld to find them and ask them to see who the murderer is!"
Lao Dao was talking to himself, but the people in the car didn't react at all. They must have been frightened.
He couldn't help but feel a little unmotivated, so he suddenly ducked into the carriage and raised his hand to lift the gauze curtain.
It was enough to see Shen Zhonglei's panicked expression before he died.
But just when his fingertips touched the gauze curtain, someone kicked him hard in the back.
Lao Dao grabbed the gauze curtain and threw himself in the car. Before he could get up, the car door slammed shut behind him, and the sound of locks and the sound of distant footsteps could be heard outside.
Lao Dao was holding the gauze curtain that he had torn off in his hand, and it was only then that he realized something was wrong.
He suddenly looked up and saw that the figure behind the gauze curtain was Shen Zhonglei. It was actually a clothed dummy!
What is this? He used someone to pretend to be himself to see Shen Zhonglei, and now Shen Zhonglei also brought him a civet cat in exchange for the prince.
Is this tit for tat?
Lao Dao took out the dagger from his boot and planned to break open the window and escape.
Only then did he realize that this carriage was actually specially made. The carriage walls and window lattice were not made of wood at all, but of iron.
When he reached out and groped the wall of the carriage to find a way out, he became even more alert that the four walls were covered in transparent grease.
Lao Dao broke out in a cold sweat for a moment. Only then did he realize that the plan he thought was seamless and linked to each other turned out to have been clearly seen by others.
Not only failed to drag Shen Zhonglei into the water, but now he is in jail and unable to escape.
Just when Lao Dao was in deep despair, a sound of breaking through the sky suddenly came from outside.
A rocket shot through the window lattice and into the car.
Lao Dao's expression changed suddenly, but the grease-coated inner wall was instantly burned into a sea of fire.
Before he could think of any remedy, the gunpowder on his body was ignited.
"Bang!"
There was a deafening bang, and the carriage was instantly swallowed up by smoke and dust.
After a while, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, a crowd of government officials gathered around.
The carriage was exploded until it was deformed, and the two horses were blown to pieces.
The old knife turned directly into a pile of broken bones and flesh and blood. If it were a fake, it would be dead without a complete body, and it would be impossible to put it together.
