Seeing that the man was hanging on the wall and did not move, the morning light rushed up with a burning stick, and came to the back of his head for a moment.

The severe pain came, and the masked man snorted, and before he lost consciousness, he scolded his mother in his heart: Where is the bastard who doesn't understand the rules so much, shouldn't he be beaten according to people's butts in this situation, how can he hit his head when he comes up?

The masked man fell from the wall and rolled motionless on the ground, beckoning to his companions hidden in the shadows.

Another guard walked over, glanced coldly at the masked man on the ground, and said in a low voice, "This kid has been wandering around here for a few days, and I don't know what the hell he wants." ”

"Let's see who he is. Chenguang ripped off the black towel from the masked man's face, and let out a soft sigh from his mouth.

"What, acquaintance?" another guard squatted down, glanced at the unconscious masked man, and frowned, "It's not good-looking." ”

Chenguang pouted: "No, it's because of the ugliness that I remember clearly, this person is Xijiang people, the first warrior next to King Xijiang Gong, he actually asked our general to compete at the banquet a few days ago, and let our general throw it out directly." ”

"Xijiang people. Another guard looked at it carefully, "Tsk, this thing is not as high as our general's legs, and you dare to provoke our general?"

"It's an exaggeration, no matter what, it's taller than our general's legs. ”

"Then what should we do with this person?" another guard asked Chenguang, "If someone you don't know just digs a pit and buries it, it will be complicated when it comes to other countries." ”

"What's complicated?" Chenguang reached out and pulled up the man's masked black scarf, and said with a smile, "Well, I don't know this." Drag that side and beat him up and throw it on the street, pay attention to the strength, and the person will wake up before dawn and go back. ”

The two dragged the masked man into a corner like a dead dog, and threw him into the street with his fists.

"Damn, I don't believe he will dare to come in the future!" Chenguang spat and patted the other guard on the shoulder, "Let's go." ”

At the same time, a nimble figure quietly left Apricot Hutong and went straight to Jiangfu.

"My lord, you asked your subordinates to stare at the Loei side, the person who stepped on the spot for a few days finally made a move today. ”

The light in the study was not very bright, Jiang Yuanchao put down the scroll and rubbed his eyes lightly, and looked at Jiang He, who was talking back and forth: "This time, you weren't discovered, right?"

Jiang He immediately straightened his chest: "Don't worry, my lord, this time the subordinates are very careful to ensure that no one finds out." ”

"Well, let's get down to business. What did that man do?"

"That man is going over the wall of Loei!"

When Jiang Yuanchao heard this, the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly appeared, and his tone turned cold: "Oh, then what?

"Yes, the morning light, who was the coachman for Miss Li, knocked the man unconscious with a burning stick. Speaking of this, Jiang He looked excited, "My lord, who do you guess that person is?"

Jiang Yuanchao glanced at him lightly: "Let me guess again, and I'll knock you out." ”

Jiang He shrank his head and said with a bitter face: "That person is the number one warrior beside King Jiang Gong of Xijiang. ”

Why can't the adults resist the jokes anymore? Don't give him such an optimistic and cheerful subordinate a way to live?

Listening to Jiang He's words, Jiang Yuanchao's eyes shrank: "How did you deal with it in the end?"

They beat the man and threw him out into the street. ”

Jiang Yuanchao stood up directly: "Take me to have a look." ”

Soon after, the two appeared on the streets.

Jiang He pointed to the black shadow curled up on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Look, my lord, it's right there." ”

Jiang Yuan strode over, looked condescendingly at the person lying on the ground for a moment, squatted down and pulled down his masked black scarf.

Seeing the man's face, Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.

It is indeed the person of West Ginger, undoubtedly.

Jiang He squatted next to him and touched his chin and said: "Don't say it, they are still quite measured, although this person was beaten badly, but he didn't hurt the vital point, even if he wasn't beaten and found out later, he should be able to wake up by dawn." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light, followed by blood splattering out.

"Big, my lord?" Jiang He's mouth opened wide in surprise.

Jiang Yuanchao took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood on the dagger, and stood up: "Let's go." ”

Jiang He then stood up and glanced at the man on the ground.

The man lay curled up on the ground, a look of pain on his face, his throat deeply slitted and gushing out, and soon a patch was flowing from beneath him.

"Beware of blood on your feet. Jiang Yuanchao's cold reminder came.

Jiang He hurriedly took a step back.

"Still not leaving?" Jiang Yuanchao glanced at him faintly, raised his feet and walked forward.

Jiang He followed, endured and asked, "My lord, are you ...... Why did you kill him?"

"Talk!"

Jiang He shrank his head and didn't dare to ask.

The streets were deserted in the middle of the night, only the distant sound of beating echoed in the empty streets: "It's dry, watch out for the candles-"

The watchman gradually walked in, saw a dark shadow on the bluestone street, rubbed his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Whose family is this drunk and sleeping here?"

A drunk like this has met a watchman several times, and once or twice he is still an acquaintance.

He didn't think it was strange, he walked over with the gong, smelled the smell in the air, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

The watchman was old, although he noticed that something was wrong, but his mind didn't react for a while, and he bent down and patted the person on the ground: "Get up, go home and sleep, if you sleep again, you will get frostbite." ”

The people of the earth did not move.

The watchman lifted the angry death wind lantern and shone on the man's face, and after the initial stunned, he suddenly threw the lantern out, and ran out with a rolling belt and shouted: "Kill, kill—"

In a panic and panic, the watchman struck the gong loudly.

The houses on both sides of the street soon lit up one after another, and many people put on their clothes and carried lanterns to watch the movement.

"What's the matter, Old Li Tou?" the neighbors were all familiar with the beater, and someone opened his mouth to ask.

The watchman grabbed the man's hand and gasped: "Die, die, there are dead people over there!"

How bold the people were, hearing that there were dead people, people rushed over, surrounding the body of the Xijiang warrior.

Under the lights, the horrific death of the deceased made many people exclaim.

"Damn, my neck is about to be cut, I'm scared to death!"

"Stand back, step back, there's blood on the ground!"

Surprised, frightened, excited, and under the impact of all kinds of emotions, the people present did not leave, and all stood on the side to watch the excitement.

Soon the official messenger who got the news rushed over.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. ”

The officials drove people away with sticks.

The onlookers stood farther away, still craned their necks to watch the excitement.

The officials had no choice but to let them watch and begin to check on the deceased.

"Hey, I look familiar with this person. ”