Young Master! Young Master! "
Tang Ping, who was sleeping soundly, was pushed awake by Lao Cui.
"What's wrong?" Tang Ping rubbed his eyes and looked at his wrist out of habit, only to realize that he didn't have his watch on.
I looked out the window. It was pitch dark and I didn't know what time it was in the middle of the night, but it was definitely not dawn.
Lao Cui lay in his ear and said, "Xiang Long just said that someone from the governor's office seems to be coming to kill us. He told us to be ready. They can come in at any time to save people."
Tang Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party would react so quickly and decisively.
He wasn't worried about his own safety, but if this was the case, it would definitely alert the snake. If the governor received the news and erased the beginning and the end, it might not be so easy to catch him in the future.
"People are already coming outside!" Lao Cui said softly, and then took out the knife hidden in the thatch.
Captain Su had no idea that more than twenty of the Tang's most elite warriors were standing on the beam above his head.
Holding a dim torch and some kerosene in the other hand, they led the two people to the door of the county jail.
"Boss, do you want to call out the jailer inside?"
"Hey, what's it called? Doesn't it look real if two jailers die?"
Lieutenant Su handed the kerosene to his men: "Hurry up and set this place on fire. We will leave the city immediately and head east to catch up with the Dongyue Young Master's female family members. We will deal with them all so that we can return to the mission."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard several brushing sounds behind him.
Then a cold knife was placed on his neck. Although he couldn't see behind him, from the corner of his eye, he could see a man in black standing behind the men he brought with him.
"You... who are you?" Captain Su naturally did not dare to shout, so he could only whisper: "Do you know who I am? I am the governor of Tianshui County in Qinzhou!"
"Ha, then you know who we are?" He stood holding up his iron handle and let out a light chuckle.
"Okay, did you just say that you were going to burn this place down and then leave the city immediately to hunt down the female family members of the Dongyue Young Master?"
Captain Su knew that these people were just above his head, and he could not refuse what he said, so he could only say: "That's right, brothers, which path are you on? Don't you just come out to seek wealth? I think you
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We are very skilled. If you are willing to follow me, I guarantee that you will..."
"Bang!" There was a crisp sound, and under the signal from Xiang Long's eyes, the iron handle knocked Colonel Su unconscious.
Then Xiang Long gave another signal, and all the other Su captains had their necks broken.
"The men here, take off their clothes and replace the people in Yinshanhou and the prison." Xiang Long picked up the kerosene on the ground and started to look at the fire oil being splashed near the prison.
Soon, Tang Ping, Lao Cui and the confused Gao Jin were brought out. At the same time, two trembling jailers were held at knifepoint.
"Do you know this person?" Tang Ping asked while changing his clothes and pointing at the person being held up by the iron handle.
The older jailer nodded: "I've met... I've met... I've met him twice. He seems to be from the prefecture and county."
"Did you see that?" Tang Ping pointed to the kerosene next to him: "Although they are here for me, they plan to burn us together inside."
The jailer's face turned pale. Thinking about the fact that those people from various prefectures and counties showed up at the county government office in Yunshui County so late at night, and the smell of kerosene here, I am afraid that what the prince said is true, otherwise it would be very difficult. It's hard to explain why these people would come here from various prefectures and counties in the middle of the night.
"Thank you so much...Thank you so much, Mr. Wang, for saving my life!"
"Okay, let's set the fire first and then leave!"
Although the county magistrate did not ask anyone to come over and let Su Xiaowei from this state and county handle these matters, if a fire is set here, someone will definitely come to put out the fire soon.
Xiang Long threw away the torch, and then a group of people left here with a few people.
Soon the flames shot into the sky, and then someone shouted, "It's gone, it's gone!"
At this time, Tang Ping had been taken to a nearby small courtyard by Xiang Long and others.
"Is there any problem with Lao Du?"
"No problem, just three people following them. I have more than ten brothers following me, so there will be no problem."
"That's good!"
"Who are you?" Gao Jin suddenly jumped to the window of the room and looked at Tang Ping and asked.
Tang Ping just told Xiang Long that there was no need to embarrass this person, so Xiang Long and the others thought that this person was someone Tang Ping met in prison or something, so they didn't pay much attention to him. Unexpectedly, he suddenly
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He ran to the window.
Of course, there are more than a dozen special forces members in this room, and there are more than a dozen outside. He will definitely not be able to escape if he wants to.
"You said that you are from Dongyue! So you are a craftsman in our Tang Dynasty!" Gao Jin looked at Tang Ping, his voice got louder and louder, and then he took a sharp breath.
At a glance, he knew that he was about to shout. Xiang Long stabbed Gao Jin with the sword and scabbard. Although the two of them were far away and could not stab directly, the scabbard flew out and hit Gao Jin directly. The pain in his abdomen caused him to bend over, and he could only let out a low whimper.
"You are so brave!" Tang Ping shook his head helplessly and said, "Even if you shouted, wouldn't you have to die here?"
"Saving one's life to go to the national disaster, seeing death as a sudden return home!" Gao Jin suppressed the pain and whispered with bulging veins on his neck: "If the Tang Dynasty can get rid of you East Yue thieves, so what if you die?"
Tang Ping held his forehead, and then asked Xiang Long to show him the order: "I won't hide it from you, I am Tang Ping, Marquis of Yinshan Mountain in the Tang Dynasty, and these are my special forces members of the Xuanjia Cavalry in the Tang Dynasty."
"Haha, don't bluff me! What kind of person is Tang Ping, the Marquis of Yinshan? And when did the Tang Xuanjia Cavalry have a special force? As for this warrant, I see that you are well-equipped. I'm afraid it's not an ordinary fine work. How many copies will it take? Isn’t it simple to just issue a warrant?”
Well, this guy is stubborn and can't explain it clearly.
Tang Ping was also a bit dumbfounded. This man was upright and hated evil, and it seemed that he knew something about the Huangjiacun Casino, so Tang Ping exposed his identity and wanted his help. Unexpectedly, he was still regarded as The fine work of East Vietnam.
"I'm really Tang Ping. Tell me, how can you believe it?" Tang Ping pointed at Xiang Long's swords again: "This is the black armor cavalry standard short sword. Where do you think someone can get so many of them? Do you still carry it with you every day?”
Gao Jin looked at Tang Ping, still not very convinced, and finally said: "Since you said you are the Marquis of Yinshan, and the Marquis of Yinshan is only eight Dou taller, if you can write a poem in seven steps, I will temporarily believe you." !」
Everyone in Tangping is dumbfounded. I am explaining my identity to you, but you are going to test me on my poetry?
Okay, okay, come on!
Tang Ping nodded: "Then you come up with the question!"
Anyway, Xiang Long gave him his mobile phone just now. I don’t know how to do it, so why don’t I know Baidu?
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