Fang Shibo signaled him to keep his voice down, but Widow Fu was heard scolding him in the room:
"who?"
Fang Shibo didn't dare to hesitate any longer, opened the door, and rushed in with a gust of cold wind. The water mist in the room was hazy, and a graceful body was looming. He ignored it and rushed towards it with a soft sword in hand.
Widow Fu has done many evil things, but she is also a master. She must be taken down in one fell swoop.
Suddenly a wet towel passed through the mist, like a venomous snake spitting messages, and came towards Fang Shibo's face. There was a "bang" sound in front of Fang Shibo's eyes, water droplets splashed everywhere, and Fang Shibo couldn't open his eyes and his face was numb.
His movements paused for a moment, and Widow Fu appeared in front of Fang Shibo like a ghost, her hands like claws grasping his shoulders tightly.
"Hey, it's you!"
She looked down and saw, wasn't he the same brat that morning?
How did he escape?
Why did he come to your door?
How can he know martial arts?
…
Countless questions flashed through Widow Fu's mind.
Speaking of Fang Shibo, he was suddenly stopped on the way to attack. He instinctively looked up and suddenly found two running robots hanging above his head. He opened his eyes wide:
Damn, it’s so big!
"Fang La, I'm here."
Liu Ergou's shouts were heard in his ears, and Fang Shibo suddenly woke up. The upper plate was shocked and could not move, but the lower plate could still move, so he kicked Widow Fu's lower foot without hesitation.
Attack it and you will save it!
Widow Fu had no choice but to let go.
As soon as she let go, Fang Shibo's soft sword swung across her hand mercilessly, "His", and blood spattered, but she saw Fu Widow's two running children were cut open by the soft sword. If she hadn't dodged quickly, they would have been split into two. Half.
Widow Fu was shocked and angry. She turned over and jumped into the bathtub. Using her internal strength, she pulled out the water with both hands to form a column of water. She slapped it at Fang Shibo to stop him from attacking. Then she used her strength to leap out of the window, hoping to escape in the night.
But she ignored one problem: it was winter, and in the weather when the dripping water turned into ice, wearing a fur coat would make people shiver with cold, but she was naked and had just come out of the water.
In just an instant, a layer of white frost appeared on her body, and it felt like there were nails under her feet, making it difficult for her to move.
"Witch, take your life!"
There was a loud shout from behind, and she turned around instinctively, only to see a flash of Bai Lian flash past, and a blood hole opened in the white throat, "Zi Zi..." A line of blood spurted out from the blood hole...
Widow Fu covered her throat with both hands, stared, and tried to open her mouth, but she couldn't spit out a single word.
Fang Shibo stood with his sword in hand, his face neither sad nor happy.
"Fang La, she's dead!" Liu Ergou kicked her several times.
A dead woman has no beauty, only terror. Even the naked Widow Fu cannot arouse the slightest desire in Liu Ergou.
Fang Shibo hung her body on the flagpole, then returned to her room, plundered all the gold and silver she had left behind, and then set fire to the inn.
He and Liu Ergou were sitting in front of the inn, drinking and eating meat by the light of the fire.
Liu Ergou collected the wine and meat from the inn kitchen.
After eating and drinking, they vaguely saw a torch moving here. It must be that the people in Wuyi Lane saw the fire and knew something was wrong at the inn, and support was coming.
Fang Shibo stood up and patted his butt.
"Walk!……"
"Where are we going?" Liu Ergou asked.
"Go to the beggar gang!"
"puff……"
Liu Ergou was so frightened that he spit out wine from his mouth.
They had just killed people and set fires, shouldn't they be fleeing next?
"Who saw us killing people and setting fires?" Fang Shibo said slowly, looking at the sky red by the fire.
"Heifengling Inn is a black shop. Who knows which heroes it has offended?"
Liu Ergou scratched his head and thought about it. It was right, but why should we go back to the Beggar Clan? He was sold to Wu Yi Lane by the beggar gang. Wouldn't he be trapped in a trap if he went back?
Fang Shibo supported his shoulders and asked, "How many members are there in the Beggar Gang in Yonghe County?"
"More than a hundred people."
"Where's Wu Yi Lane?"
"Less than a hundred people."
"It seems that the Beggar Clan is more powerful than Wu Yixiang. If you were still in the Beggar Clan, Wuyi Alley wouldn't dare to make an idea of yours, right?"
"right!"
The two of them asked and answered questions.
"So we must go back to the Beggar Clan." Fang Shibo said.
"But they have already sold me." Liu Ergou said.
"That was before. It won't happen now. Not only won't it happen, but they will kneel down and lick you like a dog."
Liu Ergou shook his head, expressing disbelief.
The members of the Beggar Clan come from all over the world and are a mixed bag of good and bad. They are a group of lazy, indifferent vagrants. To say they are brutal and bloodthirsty may be an exaggeration, but it is definitely possible for them to fight for a mouthful of food.
Because he stole a chicken leg that was supposed to be given to the gang leader, he was beaten up by the gang leader's order and then sold to Wuyi Lane for one tael of silver.
His life is worth a tael of silver!
He saw it with his own eyes.
He also saw the green light flashing in the gang leader's eyes when he took the one tael of silver, and saw the indifferent eyes of the other members of the beggar gang, as if what was being sold was not a living person, but a local dog.
Can he still go back to the Beggar Gang?
Why would they kneel and lick?
Fang Shibo took out the soft sword from his waist and said lightly: With it!
It is the embodiment of justice and the patron saint of justice!
Liu Ergou trembled. Fang La, do you want to kill the gang leader?
No?
He is old and should be eliminated by the times.
He is not old, only thirty. Liu Ergou thought in his heart, but said: OK, it was him who was unkind in the first place, don't blame me for being unjust. Fang La, you not only saved me, but also helped me get revenge.
As the saying goes, no thanks are ever given for a great favor. From now on, my life is yours!
Fang Shibo smiled broadly, we are brothers in need and should take care of each other.
The two small figures cleverly avoided the crowds in Wuyi Lane and headed towards the mountain temple on the outskirts of Yonghe County.
The mountain temple is in a dilapidated state and has long since lost its incense. It is the headquarters of the beggar gang. When they reached this place, hundreds of beggars, big and small, were huddled together and fast asleep.
A bonfire has a weak flame and releases limited heat.
Liu Ergou took Fang Shibo, familiar with the road, and approached Mo Wuyan.
Mo Wuyan slept on the magic table. There was a fire tray under the magic table, and he was covered with a quilt that was so dirty that he couldn't see his true color.
The firelight was dim, and Fang Shibo couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but Liu Ergou recognized at a glance that the person in front of him was Mo Wuyan, who sold himself to the enemy in Wuyi Lane.
After verifying his identity, Fang Shibo broke his neck without hesitation, and then, under the guidance of Liu Ergou, eliminated Mo Wuyan's henchmen one by one. After clearing the danger, Fang Shibo asked Liu Ergou to burn the bonfire while he cut off Mo Wuyan's head and placed it on the sacred table.
The fire started and the beggar was awakened.
Facing this group of slovenly men, Fang Shibo was speechless.
Although it was the middle of the night, it was reasonable for everyone to be asleep, but he killed several people in a row, and none of them were woken up!
You don't even have the least vigilance. How dare you mess around?
