Di Yingyou wanted to hack them all to death, but his status and strength were really low. And he remembered the "Golden Osmanthus Picture" and remembered not to be too "reckless".
He lowered his head and looked at the toes of his cloth shoes, his mind spinning rapidly.
After a few breaths, Di Ying grabbed Peng Liang and turned into an alley.
He asked in a low voice and very fast: "Do you know Zhang Quefu's personal secret?"
Peng Liang's handsome face looked blank when he was asked.
"Oh, do you know any little secrets about his body or life? For example, what quirks does he have? For example, what are the growths on his body?"
Di Ying asked anxiously.
Peng Liang was even more confused.
He was confused as to the purpose of the adult's question, but he could answer the question itself.
"I know. Someone has to be with Zhang Quefu for twelve hours. I was one of his personal guards, so I know a lot about it. Sir, why do you ask this?"
After hearing this, Di Ying's eyes moved.
He raised his hand and pressed down Peng Liang's head.
Peng Liang was 185 centimeters tall, while Di Ying was only 175 centimeters. He was too tall, so Di Ying could only push his head down and murmur in a low voice.
Hearing this, Peng Liang's eyes almost turned into mosquito coils.
However, this does not affect his execution.
After Di Ying finished speaking, out of the trust he had cultivated along the way, Peng Liang rushed out without thinking.
Outside, Xue Huaiyi was being served by Wu Qiongsi and Wu Chengsi, pouting proudly, looking at the pedestrians walking on the street like an ant.
Suddenly, a figure flew over out of thin air.
A scabbard shone in his face and he shouted.
Xue Huayi was stunned. Just when he was about to shout: "There is an assassin," his powdered face was slapped more than a dozen times, and it instantly swelled into a pig's head.
Xue Huayi used to be a small salesman selling "Dali Pills", and he relied on his strong body. But the strength is not on the face.
And he hasn’t received so many slaps? He also beat me hard and hard.
Suddenly, he felt stars flashing in front of his eyes, blood mixed with his teeth and spurting out wildly.
Everyone around was stunned, including Wu Qiongsi and Wu Chengsi.
It wasn't until Xue Huaiyi's teeth popped into their faces that the two of them jumped to their feet in horror and annoyance and shouted: "Come on, catch the assassin. There is an assassin. Quick, quick, quick, catch him!"
The entourage and the "monks" rushed forward.
The "Assassin" was unhurried.
After he beat Xue Huayi, he stepped on Xue Huayi's head and knocked him off his horse.
Then he used his strength to step on the faces of Wu Qiongsi and Wu Chengsi, who were jumping with their necks raised, and flew towards the roof on the side of the street, quickly disappearing.
Everything is so fast.
Wu Chengsi led his men to chase him.
When Wu Qiongsi saw Xue Huayi's miserable state and couldn't speak, he didn't bother to wipe his nosebleed face from being stepped on, so he hurried over to help Xue Huayi up.
Xue Badi was extremely angry, ashamed and in pain at this time.
In full view of everyone, he was beaten, and it was on his face. His face...
How can he serve His Majesty again with such a face?
A mouthful of old blood clogged his throat, and Xue Huaiyi pouted over it.
Wu Qiongsi became angrier, more anxious, and angrier.
He and Wu Chengsi were like dogs, serving the useless Xue Huaiyi, so as to please His Majesty and gain glory and wealth, but unexpectedly something like this went wrong.
Your Majesty must kill them alive.
What about those who can do evil? What about the assassin? Where? !
Apart from the overly handsome and handsome face of the other party, he didn't recognize anything else! Whose dog is so bold?
What made him even more furious was that there was already a round of applause and applause from the crowd watching.
And, the voice of discussion.
There was a fat old man with gray hair and eyebrows, wearing a big bamboo hat. He whispered in the crowd: "Huh? Why does that assassin look familiar to me? There are not many such handsome guys." ."
Hearing what the old man said, someone among the crowd who liked to hear interesting rumors immediately asked: "Old man, you are also dressed as a farmer, how could you possibly recognize such a powerful assassin?"
"That's right, father-in-law, don't talk nonsense. It's not good to know anyone. You need to recognize the assassin?"
Someone nearby pulled the old man's sleeve and whispered to him not to talk nonsense. This will make you lose your head.
Unexpectedly, the old man was persuaded even more vigorously. His head kept hanging down, but his voice became excited.
"Ah, I remembered. That person was the personal bodyguard of Zhang Jiefu, the Minister of Civil Affairs. I saw them once when they passed by our village to ask for this or that. Hey, I won't tell you anymore, I Just go report it to the official, and maybe you can get a large reward, hehehehe."
As the old man spoke, he pushed his way through the crowd and slipped away quietly.
Some people sighed, feeling that this old man really wanted money rather than his life; others rolled their eyes, wondering if they could get some benefits.
Of course, more people couldn't believe it and couldn't help but share such a huge news with more people.
That Zhang Quefu is not a good person.
Today is... dog bites dog?
As the discussion grew louder, it finally attracted Wu Qiongsi's attention.
Just as he was about to prick up his ears and listen carefully, he saw a man who looked like a scoundrel who had been wandering the streets all year round. He took a few steps closer and shouted at him: "It's the Ministry of Personnel, that's the Ministry of Personnel. By the way, it's Mr. Zhang, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel." What did Zhang do?"
Wu Qiongsi was stunned.
Zhang Caifu? Aren't we all the same as them? Did they all climb up by admiring His Majesty the Emperor’s stinky feet? how?
what happened?
He was afraid that they would take all the good things and it would be no longer his turn, so he killed him, right?
After thinking about this, Wu Qiongsi's face turned green.
Besides, Wu Chengsi and his men were chasing the assassin all the way.
The other party was good at martial arts and light kung fu, and even though they were panting after chasing them, they were still just one step behind.
Wu Chengsi felt that the other party was actually trying to play with them.
Can you give up? Not willing to give in! I can't explain it to His Majesty when I go back.
Can you chase it? He couldn't be chased either alive or dead.
Wu Chengsi was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood and fainted on the spot.
Fortunately, the opponent seemed unable to run even though he was running. He was holding his knees with his hands and panting.
Wu Chengsi immediately cheered up and shouted: "Stop!"
Just lead people to rush.
Unexpectedly, before they could rush forward, they suddenly saw the man gaining strength, jumping up, and rushing towards...
He rushed straight towards Denwen Drum! !
Wu Chengsi's jaw dropped...
Only then did he realize that the pursuer had chased him to the foot of the imperial city and to the place where the Dengwen Drum, which could reach directly to Heaven, was placed!
This, this, this...
His mind twitched, and he shouted without thinking: "Don't knock, don't knock, we can discuss anything!"
