Han Xin, one of the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty, once said that a man wearing clothes cannot defeat a shirtless man, and a man with bare hands cannot defeat a man who takes advantage of him.
How could more than thirty people, with their bare hands, defeat the Tan Ma and Jing Wei who were armed to the appendix? There were only a small number of them. After the Feng Dao people joined the battle group, they were like butterflies in flowers. If they touch the three-foot green peak, they will die, and if they touch it, they will die. There is no enemy at all, and they go all the way to take the enemy leader Wu Yong.
Wu Yong knew that he could not escape with his wings, so he stepped on the shaft of the car and took out a pill from under his skirt, which is also the crotch of his pants. Just as he was about to swallow it, Feng Taoist had already killed him in time. The cold light came and his palm fell. A cloud of blood spattered, and Wu Yong's left palm, which he had been scribbling blindly every day, fell to the ground.
Howling in pain, the sword in Feng Taoist's hand was like a swimming dragon, stabbing Wu Yong's knees. A cloud of blood mist burst out from the latter's legs and he fell to the ground.
Or the Feng Taoist didn't look like a Taoist at all, and his attacks were extremely ruthless. Seeing Wu Yong fall to the ground, he stepped on Wu Yong's right wrist, and a heartbreaking bone breaking sound was heard. Wu Yong, limbs It's all useless. Let alone use a sword in this life, I can't even draw.
Seeing that Wu Yong had lost the ability to move, Feng Daoren continued to kill with his long sword like a poisonous snake spitting messages. Jingwei and Tanma were on the outside, and together they couldn't kill as many as he alone.
Wherever Taoist Feng went, blood mist splashed, but the Taoist robes on his body were not stained at all.
Even Tao Shaozhang, who was on the outermost side, was frightened and a little scared. He was afraid that the monk Baodaner who kept running against him just now must have a too violent temper.
Under Feng Daoren's strong penetration, the battle ended in a few breaths, and there was a groan on the ground.
The Feng Taoist walked up to Wu Yong who was howling miserably, and swung his sword again. Wu Yong's lower clothes disappeared, and his skirt and trousers turned into pieces of cloth and danced in the wind.
With a flick of his hand, the long sword was inserted into the scabbard on his back. Baodan'er raised his eyebrows slightly. Wu Yong's legs were all present, and his legs, ankles, and feet were all sound.
After a second thought, Feng Daoren found the answer.
The other party himself was only four feet tall, but when Chu Qing saw him, he must have put something in his boots, and the prince he pretended to be was also four feet eight. Of course, there may be other reasons why this guy Wear an inner layer to increase your height.
Crouching down, Feng Taoist pulled it, and with a tearing sound, it turned out to be a mask, as thin as cicada wings, revealing Wu Yong's true face, which was ugly and wretched.
Tao Shaozhang walked over quickly, looking excited: "Is it him, is he, is he, the one who assassinated my brother-in-law, is this ugly ghost?"
Feng Taoist tore Wu Yong's clothes apart and saw something wrong with his shoulder. He wiped it away and found that there was indeed a stab wound.
"It's this guy, but he's eight inches shorter."
"Hahahaha." Tao Shaozhang pinched his waist and laughed wildly: "I want to hide everything under my nose, what a wishful thinking!"
All the explorers gathered around him, and there was a flood of flattery.
Mr. Chu's eldest brother-in-law is really extraordinary. This group of people almost left the city gate just now. Fortunately, there is a young minister from Dali Temple sitting in charge.
Wu Yong, who has lost all his limbs, can't commit suicide even if he wants to. He almost gritted his teeth and shouted: "How did you see through me!"
Tao Shaozhang chuckled and said, "I heard wrong. The city gate man said you were four feet tall, but I thought it was four feet eight."
"Successful king and defeated bandit, I have nothing to say, but you still humiliated me!"
Tao Shaozhang sighed.
Why is it that no one believes me every time I tell the truth? Why is this?
In fact, this is not the first time that my uncle has heard wrongly.
If it were the other three gates, or if Tao Shaozhang was not here, Wu Yong would definitely escape.
First of all, when he was in the Chu Mansion last night, he was indeed "taller" by eight inches. There are two reasons. The first reason is that he is too short because of his pride. One is that he is conspicuous, and the other is that he is a man in his forties. He just nodded like a disabled person, so he usually put something in his boots. The second reason was that he wanted to pretend to be the prince. After entering the Chu Mansion, he could see the main hall by walking around the screen wall. If he was not in the main hall , or Chu Qing saw that his back was a few inches shorter than the prince, and he felt suspicious, and he might turn around and run away with Fu San.
The four men in Changjing all measured their height at four feet and eight inches, but suddenly they were "less" by eight inches. It was easy for him to sneak out of the city.
The second is the wound on his shoulder. After the bleeding stops, just cover it up a little.
The most important thing is that his disguise mask is so exquisite that ordinary people can't notice anything strange at all. Moreover, he is still pretending to be a girl, and his figure is covered by the skirt. It is impossible for Tan Ma and Jing Wei to investigate him. Ask a girl to show her shoulders in public, or search her body.
Moreover, none of his subordinates had received any systematic training in acting. Seeing Tao Shaozhang yelling and asking a group of people to surround them, his face suddenly changed and his flaws were exposed.
As long as they waited for more than ten seconds, Tao Shaozhang would definitely let them go with a wave of his hand with an unlucky look on his face when he realized that he had "misheard".
It's a pity that my uncle seems to have a halo of his own. Within the scope of this halo, no matter who he is, he will suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes.
Wu Yong originally thought of everything he could think of, and even used the nail that had been hidden in the capital for several years, that is, General Ya, the Military Inspection Department of the Ministry of War. Unfortunately, God's calculations are not as good as those of people. What he met was Tao Shaozhang, who had plugged his ears. Mao's Dali Temple Shaoqing.
Of course, different people have different understandings. People who don't know Tao Shaozhang think there is something wrong with this guy's ears, but people who know my uncle know that this guy can do magic!
Feng Taoist had a medicinal cloth on him, and after taking it off, he stopped Wu Yong's bleeding. He was afraid that this guy had something wrong with him, and his three hidden doors would no longer be able to clear away the suspicion.
A fast horse galloped over: "Is Master Feng here?"
Taoist Feng and Tao Shaozhang turned around together, and immediately Tan Ma shouted: "Master Feng, my lord, please return to the government office as soon as possible."
Zhao Baodan frowned slightly.
Why do the words "Master Feng" and "please" and "you" sound so awkward?
Looking at Tan Ma, Feng Taoist's face was full of suspicion.
Could it be that someone really framed the Three Hidden Sects, and Chu Qing wanted to trick him back and then kill him?
After thinking about it, Feng Daoren felt that it was unlikely. If this was the case, Tan Ma Chuan's words should be "My master said, Bao Dan, get back quickly." Chu Qing was not that stupid. He wanted to kill himself, no. To be so polite would be revealing.
After getting on their horses, the Feng Dao people rushed towards Qianqi Camp.
Tao Shaozhang, on the other hand, had someone get a prison van and bring all the survivors back to the Qianqiying Yamen Office. He was afraid that someone might slip through the trap and rob the prisoners, so he asked Tan Ma and Jing Wei to escort them together.
The assassin leader was finally caught. Chu Qing was assassinated last night. He was caught at noon today because of the participation of his uncle.
Riding on the tall horse, Tao Shaozhang was so proud that he grinned and bragged with Tan Ma next to him.
"How did you say it? What did I say? When I met my brother-in-law last night, I said that I will definitely help my brother-in-law take down this assassin. Isn't that right? Isn't that right? Hahahaha."
The scouts are flattering again, thanks to Tao Shaozhang, otherwise, everyone would have been struggling until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
Wu Yong, who was lying there in the prison car, was heartbroken.
I am very resourceful, courageous and knowledgeable, so why did I fall into the hands of such a thing?
Of course, what he didn't know was that many prairie princes might think so too.
Tao Shaozhang's harsh laughter filled Wu Yong's ears.
"Don't panic when something happens, look for Tao Shaozhang, hahahaha."
