Chapter 143: Nie Bo, Fang Bin

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"OK,"

Nie Bo nodded without thinking.

Then they ordered Ma Sanwu, who was good at using flying knives, You Twenty-three, who was good at using stones as hidden weapons, and Yu Sanyi, who was good at spying.

All the guards were good at martial arts, and when Di Ying selected them, he focused on the areas they were particularly good at.

Forty people, each with different areas of expertise.

Seeing Nie Bo finish ordering people and then leading away, Di Ying thought for a while and said to Fang Bin: "Our group is too eye-catching. From now on, you and Nie Bo will be responsible for leading the guards to fall from a distance." Behind me and Peng Liang.

When emergency contact is needed, just use fireworks or whistles. "

Fang Bin: "...Sir, do you dislike us?"

Di Ying smiled and shook her head, explaining: "I like private visits incognito. If you follow me like a cheer, I won't be able to do anything."

After hearing this, Fang Bin nodded heavily in agreement.

Di Ying looked at him and solemnly confessed: "Nie Bo Tiezhi, you are good at planning. The charge into battle belongs to him, and the planning is yours."

After saying that, Di Ying shook Fang Bin's shoulders, looked into his eyes seriously and said, "I believe in you, and you have to believe in me. No matter what happens, if you believe in me, there will be a way to solve it."

Fang Bin looked back at the adults, bowed his head, and agreed with enthusiasm.

Di Ying took Peng Liang and walked out of the inn and onto the street.

The scenery of Hangzhou is picturesque, with drizzle and long boat lanes, which can give people a sense of peace and quiet.

When you are there, it feels like time can stop for a moment, and you can't help but feel intoxicated.

The scene in the city is also very "Jiangnan style".

There is a street on one side, and a wide or narrow river on the other side. There are various large and small wooden bridges and stone bridges everywhere.

On the river, there are also flower boats, fishing boats, observation boats, sailing boats, merchant ships, etc., of different sizes.

It looks busy and sounds lively, but it doesn't give people a sense of nervousness, crampedness, or anxiety.

Di Ying slowly walked along such streets, watching and listening, and felt soft in her heart.

But some people don't know how to write the word "cherish blessings".

On the river, on a small boat, a middle-aged woman in her forties with gray hair, with a look of exhaustion and sorrow on her face, was holding the boat pole by pole.

The boat had a bamboo canopy with holes repaired here and there. Under the canopy and on the bottom of the boat, there were old beddings, pottery pots, pottery bowls, etc., as well as a small, unlit charcoal stove.

On the wooden plank of the bow, the woman stood there, with a large bamboo basket at her feet. Inside, there were bunches of fresh lotus flowers still in bud with water drops.

Obviously: the woman lives and eats on this small boat, and usually makes a living by selling flowers.

"Aunt Du? Are you out selling flowers again? I have guests coming today. Please row closer and I'll pick two."

On the bank of the street, a woman of about twenty years old held a small basket and greeted the flower seller with a smile.

Aunt Du agreed, pulled the boat over, put down the bamboo pole, then picked up the entire flower basket, lifted it high, and put it on her head.

"Hey, hey, Aunt Du, no, no, no, you put it down and just give me two. Your flowers are the freshest. Go back and put them in a vase. They will last for several days."

When the woman saw this, she hurriedly stopped her.

Aunt Du only shook her head.

It was hard to hold up, but the expression on his face was very gentle.

The woman stopped fighting with Aunt Du and quickly took out two lotus flowers. After thinking about it, she took out two more.

Throw the four copper plates into the flower basket, then hold the flower basket in one hand and help Aunt Du.

After Aunt Du put the flower basket down against her shoulder, she saw the copper plates inside, picked up two, and was about to return them to the woman.

The woman had already run away.

Aunt Du smiled helplessly, softly and kindly. "Run slowly, don't fall."

"Ai!"

The woman agreed abruptly, then turned back and waved to Aunt Du: "Aunt Du, hold on, the case will definitely be won. We are all waiting for your good news!"

Aunt Du nodded, her eyes sparkling.

After waving to the woman twice more, he picked up the bamboo pole again and propped it up.

Push the boat to the bottom of the river and slowly push the boat forward.

The word "case" made Di Ying pause.

He looked at Aunt Du and was about to tell Peng Liang to go and inquire about the relevant information.

At the other end of the river, a boat or a larger sampan than Aunt Du's, suddenly collided with her.

It crashed straight into Aunt Du's boat.

"Bang!" There was a sound.

Suddenly, Aunt Du's boat started shaking violently.

The flower basket tipped into the river.

The lotus buds that had been picked so hard and early were floating on the water.

Aunt Du also lost her balance and fell into the river.

She struggled in the water for a few times, then took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, clung to the edge of the boat, and looked at the woman who hit her boat on the opposite side.

His eyes were full of grief and anger.

The woman was about eighteen years old. She looked very much like a Jiangnan woman, with a pretty face and a slim figure.

Wearing a double-breasted pink dress and her black hair half pulled up into a bun, she showed her unmarried status.

However: the beautiful face and delicate red lips show...

"You surnamed Du, don't be so shameless! You're a lot of years old. If you don't just roll into the corner and live an ignoble existence, you still have to live and die, right?

How many times have I told you this? Your daughter's death is none of my business, but you just don't listen and want to complain everywhere.

how? Still think you haven't been beaten enough? I have to force this girl to kill you, right? You restless bitch, get out of Hangzhou right now! "

"Xu..."

On the street bank, many of the people who saw this scene cried out.

The woman who had been buying flowers returned in three steps at a time, pointed at the woman in the pink skirt across the street, and yelled: "Lu Cha, you are not willing to be a human being, right?

They dress like humans and look like dogs, but when they talk and act, they are not human at all!

Who in Hangzhou doesn’t know about you and Dou Ting?

You are so shameless that you not only killed Dou Ting and forced the Dou family to death, but now you are not even letting go of the only Aunt Du. Do you still have the heart of others? ! "

"That's right! This Lu Cha is the representative of a man with a beast's heart. He has completely disgraced us women. The government is not wise, God is not wise, and they will not stop this harm and let her run around like a bitch! "

An old woman cursed.

Even a young man couldn't stand Lu Cha, so he answered loudly: "Lu Cha, your evil deeds are obvious. When Aunt Du finds Qingtian, she will throw you into prison and make you suffer the pain of having your tongue pulled out."

But another young man came over with a straight face and said, "Why do you, a man who studies, talk so much about the affairs between women? The government has not yet decided whether Lu Cha is black or white, so you'd better be more careful with your words and actions." ."