The night is already dark.
Several shops near the small post house on Jixiang Street had long been closed, and the surroundings were dark.
Suddenly, a few people ran towards the end of the street. They looked panicked and staggered towards the small post house. As they ran, these people shouted: "Ning Xiaocha! Something big happened! There was a drunk man on Taixiang Street who jumped on his horse and killed him. Several people!”
In the dark corners around the post house, several figures suddenly moved. They were the members of the Black Tiger Gang who were surrounding them. In the crowd, Qian Hong tensed up and immediately ordered his men: "Hurry up and tie up those people and gag them."
The thugs on the side couldn't help but rushed towards those people and subdued them in a few strokes.
Qian Hong then said to Ning Rui: "Take two more brothers to the back door to watch. Don't let him run out and ruin Master Hu's important event."
Ning Rui naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, so he hurried to the back door of the post house with a group of thugs and blocked the back door completely.
Qian Hong was still worried after arranging all this, so he came to the door of the post house, leaned on the door and listened carefully to what was going on in the house.
Although Qian Hong had made arrangements at this time, it was too late. Those people were running and shouting, and their voices had already reached the post house.
In the post house, Ning Nian had already picked up a short stick and was about to go out.
"Boy Ning!"
Lao Chatou also heard the shouts from the people outside the house and sat up suddenly from the recliner. He stared at Ning Nian, his cloudy eyes showed no hesitation or fear, but a look of worry.
Lao Chatou said slowly and in a low voice: "Be calm and don't be impatient. This is probably deliberately arranged by Lei Hu."
Ning Nian looked at the old chap with his eyes brightening more and more, and said seriously: "Thunder Tiger wanted to harm me, he could do it in the gambling house just now, there is no need to spend so much effort, and I remember the voice of that person, he is from Taixiang Street The boy who hangs cloth in Liuji Dyeing Workshop."
The old chap stared at Ning Nian's young face, finally sighed, and said resolutely: "After all, human life is at stake, and if someone reports to the official, no matter it is true or false, we as government servants have to go and see how he, Thunder Tiger, is tormenting us. I can't control it, but if someone is killed, even if there is a big reason, Lei Huhu can't explain it, so you can go with peace of mind, I will handle it here."
Ning Nian nodded heavily.
Outside the door, Qian Hong lay on the door for a long time and couldn't hear any noise, so he shouted: "Ning Xiaocha!"
Ning Nian agreed without hesitation: "What's the matter?"
Qian Hong was relieved when he heard the response. He didn't reply and just led a group of people to surround the door.
Ning Nian knew that Qian Hong was testing him, and he also knew that the front door was locked. He looked at each other and then walked gently to the backyard, tiptoed to the back door, held his breath, and listened carefully.
After a while, a few weak breathing sounds came into his ears. Ning Nian had no choice but to look around, and finally retreated to the base of the wall. He looked at the nearly ten-foot-high courtyard wall, and first put the short stick on his waist. , then bent his legs, gathered strength, and suddenly jumped to the wall.
Like a civet cat in the dark night, light, agile, and silent.
Ning Nian jumped up to the top of the wall, lowered her body as much as possible and looked outside. Outside the top of the wall, two thugs from the Black Tiger Gang were standing with their backs to the wall, without any notice.
He squatted on the wall, took a long and slow breath, and the energy and blood in his body flowed into his legs. Then he jumped forward suddenly, shooting out like an arrow. When he landed again, he was already three feet away. Giving the two people time to react, they ran towards Taixiang Street as soon as they landed.
The two thugs from the Black Tiger Gang couldn't react in time. They only felt a huge black shadow flash over their heads. When they came back to their senses, Ning Nian's figure had disappeared without a trace.
The expressions of the two thugs changed and they shouted at the same time: "Stop!"
Under the dark night sky, this roar was particularly clear. Qian Hong and Ning Rui immediately led people over after hearing the sound. Everyone came to the two of them. Qian Hong looked at the two people and saw that they looked embarrassed. His face was horrified, and he immediately became anxious and asked: "Where is the person?"
The two thugs did not dare to hide anything, pointing in the direction of Taixiang Street and said: "That kid ran away!"
"you!"
Qian Hong's brain exploded and he almost jumped up from the ground. He looked at the two people and wanted to cut them into pieces.
But he also knew that nothing he could say now would be of no use, so he thought quickly and said to Ning Rui: "That boy has practiced martial arts and has some skills. This thing depends on you. Hurry up and bring a few more brothers to chase him. It’s really impossible to go up there…”
Qian Hong's expression was ruthless and his eyes were sinister. He reached out and scratched his throat only halfway through his words. His meaning was obvious.
Ning Rui didn't dare to delay. He slightly bent his legs and jumped up. He jumped two or three feet away and disappeared at the end of the street. The thugs behind him shouted and ran towards Taixiang Street.
After everyone left, Qian Hong's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears. He was silent for a moment, took out the key and opened the lock. With a wave of his hand, the boy next to him kicked open the door of the post house, and everyone broke in...
Under the dark night sky.
A frail figure quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys. It was Ning Nian who was rushing to Taixiang Street.
Ning Nian was worried that Lei Huhu would have a hidden card ahead, so he did not go directly to Taixiang Street, but took a detour. When he arrived at Taixiang Street, he was stunned.
At this time, the whole street was no longer as prosperous as before. The street was in a mess. In the distance, people were fighting with a group of black-clothed and masked people. Many people had been knocked to the ground. Some people had their eyes closed and their expressions were expressionless. They were as pale as paper, and some people had bruises on their noses and faces, lying on the ground moaning in pain.
Ning Nian's eyes were as bright as fire and he shouted: "The Jingzhao Mansion patrol is handling the case, everyone who has nothing to do with it should get out of my way!"
This sharp shout was like a thunderbolt from the blue, resounding throughout Taixiang Street.
The people in the distance were shocked and cheered: "Don't be afraid, everyone! It's Ning Xiaochai who is here!"
"Ning Xiaocha is here! Let's fight with them, don't let them escape!"
"Yes! Don't let them escape!"
The common people echoed in unison and worked harder, but they refused to disperse and spare the men in black.
Among the chaotic crowd in the distance, several men in black suddenly bumped into each other. One of them asked in a low voice: "That boy from the Ning family is here, what should I do?"
Another person said fiercely: "Don't be afraid, there won't be any other government servants around here except him. Since he doesn't listen, then kill him too!"
Everyone immediately understood and winked at the nearby accomplices. For a moment, the man in black beat back the people around him and gradually surrounded Ning Nian.
At this time, Ning Nian was standing at the end of the street. Seeing that his shouting had no effect, he squatted down and asked a commoner: "What happened?"
The man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he was groaning and groaning: "Ning Xiaocha, you are here, you have to make the decision for us!"
Ning Nian nodded and continued to ask: "What's going on with these people in black?"
When the man heard this, he said angrily: "A young man jumped on his horse and killed several of our neighbors. Finally, we surrounded the man, but these men in black suddenly appeared, indiscriminately attacking everyone. Just fight, this group of people must be here to save that young man, you must not let those people escape."
Ning Nian turned around and looked at the group of men in black, feeling a little confused.
But the situation on the street did not allow him to think too much. A group of men in black had already rushed forward.
Ning Nian looked at the group of men in black and clearly felt a murderous intention.
Ning Nian's eyes were shining, and he had no fear in his heart. He stood up, drew out his short stick and faced him. He had a ghostly figure, and he was as fast as the wind. In a few breaths, he came to a man in black, and the short stick thrust forward like a sword. The spiritual snake came out of its hole and was as powerful as a broken bamboo.
This stick was tricky and cruel, and it stabbed directly into the man's armpit.
It was too late for the man to hide anymore. He only felt a sharp pain in his armpit like a knife, and his heart seemed to have been hit by a hammer. The pain was so painful that his breathing was stagnant, and his vision went dark before he fainted.
Precise, ruthless and direct!
No sloppiness.
Ning Nian thrust out a stick. Before the man fell down, he heard the wind whistling on the back of his head. As he ducked and ducked, he glanced back from the corner of his eye, and the short stick sank with great force and made a circular motion. Hit the other person's knee directly.
"ah!"
The man screamed miserably, and his calves instantly drooped. He couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. He covered his smashed knees and rolled around in pain on the ground.
In just a few breaths, the two men were knocked down and completely incapacitated. This ferocious scene shocked the rest of the men in black, but they just looked at each other and immediately surrounded them.
Upon seeing this, Ning Nian gathered his thoughts. His eyes were as bright as stars. He advanced instead of retreating and plunged into the crowd.
In an instant, long and short sticks were thrown at him overwhelmingly. Ning Nian did not resist at all, and allowed the sticks to fall on him. He would only dodge slightly if they hit the vital places.
He had a ghostly figure and was very fast. He was dancing around in the crowd, his short stick flying up and down in his hand.
From time to time, there were one or two miserable howls from the crowd, and they either lost consciousness or fell to the ground completely.
Ning Nian was not much better either. He had received countless sticks on his body. Sweat, blood, and rain mixed together and dyed his whole body red. He looked like a ghost crawling out from under the Nine Netherworld.
When he knocked down another person, he quickly wiped the blood on his face. Suddenly, there was a throbbing in his heart. The hair on his body exploded, his limbs became stiff, and his teeth trembled slightly unconsciously.
This feeling was very familiar to Ning Nian. It was a very dangerous feeling.
A matter of life and death!
When ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, most of them will feel weak and unable to resist at all.
But Ning Nian is different. He has experienced too much suffering since he was a child, and his heart is as solid as a rock.
Although he was extremely panicked the last time he encountered this situation, he finally convinced himself to stay calm and gradually dispelled the fear in his heart with a wave of faith.
Break and then stand, live towards death!
From then on, whenever Ning Nian encountered danger or difficulty, he would quickly calm down and face it calmly.
At this moment, Ning Nian took a deep breath, the energy and blood in his body surged, and his limbs and bones were like a wave washing over the embankment, it was unstoppable!
He tightened his legs, gathered strength, and suddenly exploded. He moved his body backward and jumped more than ten feet away.
at the same time.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise. The place where Ning Nian was standing just now was shattered by gravel. A deep pit was created on the ground paved with bluestone. The cracks around the pit stretched like a spider web in all directions.
On the deep pit, Ning Rui was hunched over like a fierce god, with his hands on the ground, one foot in the pit, and the other foot on the ground backwards.
The people in black around him dispersed when they saw this, not daring to come forward.
The moment the people on the street saw Ning Rui clearly, they immediately panicked. How could these people not recognize this fierce god after living here for so many years.
They may not be afraid of the men in black, but they have to fear the power of the Black Tiger Gang, especially this fierce god.
In an instant, the people on the street dispersed and fled back to their homes. Only the brave ones dared to look out through the cracks in the door.
Ning Nian saw the people fleeing one after another, so he followed his wishes. After all, there were too many people on the street and it was difficult for him to do anything.
On the other hand, Ning Rui didn't expect the young yamen servant to react so quickly. He slowly pulled his feet out of the pit, stood up, clapped his hands, looked at the young man, grinned, and said, "You think you have quick reactions."
