Whoever you are, you have to stay today!

The cavalry leader's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he said in a deep voice: "Chase!"

The remaining dozen cavalrymen rode their horses and galloped wildly, chasing Wang Fan, and at the same time, there was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and about 60 horsemen converged and chased Wang Fan from all directions.

"Grandma's leg, what's going on?"

At this moment, a fat man came running on horseback, stopped in front of the leader of the cavalry, and asked sharply.

This person has a fat body with loose flesh, three or four chins, a pair of ugly triangular eyes, a very ugly face, the eyes are not big, and the fat on the face is squeezed to a slit, and the eyes give people a sense of viciousness and violence.

He was wearing very gorgeous clothes, a pale yellow robe, a smell of alcohol, and the smell of rouge and gouache of women, and there were lip prints on his neck that had not been wiped clean, and his clothes were not tightly tied, and he obviously ran out of the tent in a panic.

"Master Qiqi, if a slave escapes, I have ordered someone to hunt him down. When the cavalry leader saw this fat man, he immediately dismounted, bowed respectfully, and said.

"What?!" the fat man screamed, his eyes wider than soybeans, and roared at the cavalry leader, "how could this happen? What did you do? Slave escape? God! This never happened, are you sure that man is a slave of our caravan?"

The cavalry leader hesitated for a while, bowed his head and said: "I don't know much about this, the incident happened suddenly, and there was a fight for some reason, when I arrived, he had already injured one person, and he was abolished, and I don't know the specific situation, but it should be a slave That's right, he was wearing slave clothes." ”

"Don't you understand? Then go and find out? Are you still waiting for Lao Tzu to investigate?" The fat man's voice was sinister, "Didn't you say that you hurt someone? Where are the people? Drag me over! Slaves dare to beat people? It's really scary!"

The leader of the cavalry got up and left, and in a short time he really dragged back a man who screamed and was in great pain.

The previous whip-wielding man had his limbs ruined and fell to the ground as soft as mud, unable to lift his head, and groaned and screamed vigorously.

"Shao Teniang's pretending to be dead, what is the situation? Say it quickly!" The fat man's voice was extremely cruel, "I really damn that Lao Tzu lost seven or eight ghost guards! Do you know how difficult it is for Lao Tzu to raise a ghost guard?"

He is really distressed, where does an ordinary person have the ability to support his generals? Not to mention the heavily armed cavalry, all of them are still battle-hardened masters! It is not easy to train one, he has been in business for so many years, and there are less than 80 "ghost guards" under his command, but so many people have died at once, and his heart is dripping blood!

"This man is a slave, the one that the caravan met on the road the other day, the man who hung naked on the branches of a tree and was unconscious, he woke up and disobeyed the discipline, attacked the villain, and escaped. The man with the whip said with great difficulty, "Master, you have to avenge me! Slaves hurt people, and spreading the word will greatly damage the reputation of our caravan!"

"Hanging bare on a tree branch?two days ago?" The fat man was stunned, and then suddenly remembered, it seemed that there was really such a thing, when he got out of the car and took a look, he saw that Wang Fan was in very good shape, with tendons and meat, and he looked very good, so he casually said to accept it, and waited until the place to sell it for a price, but he didn't expect it to be a lion, and he tore open the cage and escaped when he woke up.

"Hmph! I entered the palm of Lao Tzu's hand, and I still want to escape? How can it be so easy! What I pick up is mine, and I can only become a slave!" the fat man said in a deep voice, his eyes flashed with violence, he looked back at the cavalry leader, and said, "If you let him run, come and see him!"

"No!"

The leader of the cavalry saluted respectfully.

The fat man looked down at the whip-wielding man like a dead dog, snorted coldly, turned around, got on the horse, turned the horse's head, and was about to go back to continue to pamper the ** man in the tent.

"Master, you want to avenge me! Slaves hurting people is a big deal, and they must not be let go easily! This must be tortured well, so that he will not be able to survive or die!"

Unexpectedly, the whip bearer spoke again, even if his face was on the ground, he let out a heart-rending roar, his voice was mixed with endless resentment and ruthlessness, his eyes were red, and he wanted to devour Wang Fan alive.

"Phew—"

The fat man stopped abruptly and took a deep breath, the air entering his huge lungs, and a rush of fire rushed to his head.

After three seconds, the fat man rode back to the whip bearer, and looked down at him, his face expressionless.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man burst out laughing, and said while laughing: "Don't worry, they are all people who mess with me, and I will avenge you! I guarantee that he will die ten times worse than you!"

The whip bearer was suddenly pleasantly surprised, thanked again and again, and was so excited that his snot flew out, and then he felt that something was wrong.

The director just said that let him die ten times worse than me?

"Lord...... ...... hosts"

He was just about to speak, but the fat man raised his hand to interrupt, and said with a kind face: "You're welcome, it should be, it's all my own brothers, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

"Master, I...... I didn't mean that...... I ......" The whip bearer's face suddenly turned pale, and he trembled to explain.

"I know you're impressed, don't worry, ah, go with confidence. After the fat man finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and rode away, completely ignoring the frightened whip-wielding man crying loudly behind him.

"The host ......"

Laugh at!

As soon as the whip-wielding man said two words, his voice stopped abruptly, and a blood-stained sword protrude from his mouth, and a pair of eyes widened and died.

The iron sword penetrated directly from the back of the head, and it was instantly cut off.

The leader of the cavalry drew his iron sword with a blank face, wiped it clean with the clothes of the man with the whip, and then withdrew the scabbard at his waist, and his eyes did not change during the whole process, as if he had killed not a person, but a dog and a pig...... It's easier than killing a pig.

After doing all this, the leader of the cavalry picked up the big spear with a pestle on the ground, turned over his horse, shouted "Ride", and the jujube red high war horse rushed out, galloped outward, and soon disappeared into the horizon.

Tranquility was restored here, and there was no sound except the wind blowing and the grass swaying...... The slaves in the cage were quiet and well-behaved like little sheep, and they were careful to even blink their eyes.

Sima Jing sat back, but the shock on his face still did not dissipate, Wang Fan's surprise was too great, too sudden, who would have thought that such a seemingly ordinary young man would actually be a wild dragon that could not be trapped in an iron cage.

He sighed and said to himself, "Boy, I wish you could escape, get out of this dark land, and from now on the sky will be high and the birds will fly, and the sea will be wide and the fish will leap...... Only when you leave this cage can you be considered a human being. ”

After speaking, Sima Jing seemed to think of something again, and his expression became gloomy.

(End of chapter)