Well...... Wang Chi pondered for a moment, not knowing whether he was hesitating or thinking of something else, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes swept out of the door, and shouted to the two guards standing outside the door: It's time!

Thirteen and Fourteen outside the door did not speak, but quickly exchanged fists and palms towards the monarch in the house, snapped, as if answering, and then they jumped up to the roof of the house like swordfish jumping out of the water. This action came too suddenly, which made the two attendants led by Ruan Luo, who were standing outside the door with them, stunned for a while.

Soon, there was a banging and popping sound from the fists and feet of the body colliding on the roof of the second floor. It seems that someone broke a few bones, and someone stepped on the roof tiles, showing that although the fight on the roof was controlled by the same rigorous style of action of both sides of the fight, so it was not very noisy, but the scene was not necessarily not intense, and even a little tragic.

Fortunately, Wang Chi and Ruan Luo were drinking tea on the first floor, and there was an attic between them and the roof, otherwise there would be no rotten leaves and ashes accumulated on the roof and falling down, disturbing Yaxing.

Despite this, the sound of fighting on the roof was still a little noisy on the first floor of the teahouse, which can be described as cold and bleak.

Ruan Luo already understood what was happening on the roof at this time. Because considering the identity of the middle-aged man who was sitting opposite him now, as well as the personal safety of the other party, the surprise on Ruan Luo's face was difficult to suppress.

Now how can he be in the mood to talk about the affairs of Yunxia Qianzhuang, even if the news of the collapse of Yunxia Qianzhuang comes now, it will be light for him, and he is only thinking about how to ensure Wang Chi's safety now.

Looking at Wang Chi himself, he was still calm as usual, but when he saw Ruan Luo's move to get up, he flattened the palm of his right hand and said lightly: They beat them, let's continue to talk about ours, it's just a few mice, just catch it.

His voice just fell. Just listen to the two heavy bangs, bang, as if something soft fell from the roof!

The two attendants Ruan Luo took with him, Ah Ping and Ah Tong, did not follow the thirteenth and fourteenth guards of the Forbidden Palace to the room just now, and the two of them, who were still standing at the door, saw two black cloths gently floating down from the roof, and then two people fell down heavily.

Judging from the posture of the two of them, one on their backs and the other on their sides, almost in a straight line with their bodies, they were kicked down by the two guards of the Forbidden Palace who had just jumped on the roof.

In this unfathomable posture, he hit the neatly tiled natural cyan rock slab without any unloading action, and his life was not broken, and the bones should almost be scattered.

After the two men who fell to the roof hit the ground, a stream of bloody arrows erupted from their throats, and one of them fainted instantly, and the other was able to struggle and twist his body several times. But his neck and shoulders trembled as if they had been broken by the wind. It's also about to die.

Thirteen and Fourteen soon fell gently from the roof. As soon as the soles of their feet touched the ground, the two of them had already each pulled out a small box from the cuffs of their tightly tailored clothes, and their fingers twisted flexibly, and they didn't know where to pull out a silk string from the box. It quickly stretched out, entangled the two men on the ground who only had half a life left, and threw them into a shadow in a corner.

Ah Ping and Ah Tong watched this scene blankly, and waited until Thirteen and Fourteen finished what they were doing and walked back with their hands tied on their backs, Ah Ping came back to his senses first, opened his eyes slightly and asked: Who are they?

Thirteen and Ah Ping had exchanged a few words before, and they were a little familiar, after making eye contact with Fourteen. He explained: We didn't recognize it either. However, on the ground like theirs, they do not take a smooth road, but sneakily run to the rooftop, either to eavesdrop or steal their lives. We will never be soft on dealing with such people.

Ah Tong, who was beside Ah Ping, saw that Thirteen did not keep his mouth shut about it. I couldn't help but ask: their faces were strangely red, maybe they were foreign visitors......

Brother Atong observed it very carefully. Fourteen, who was relatively little talkative, suddenly spoke, and in order to make them not chew their tongues and not chew the toxin-infused dentures in their mouths, Thirteen and I slapped them thirty times each, and their faces would become like this.

Both Ping and Tong stopped talking.

They listened to the thirteen pairs of partners 14 discuss: These two people's kung fu is much weaker than I imagined, it is likely that there will be a successor after them, we better save our energy, don't slap the face, just plug the medicine!

It's good. Fourteen nodded in agreement.

The sound of the four attendants outside talking to the guards was heard clearly by the two masters in the teahouse.

Ruan Luo saw that the two thieves had been easily taken down by Wang Chi's guards, and they were beaten very miserably, and his nervous mind just now was also a little relaxed, but he had already moved the idea of leaving here, thinking that this place was no longer safe.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth to ask Wang Chi to leave here, he heard Wang Chi say one step ahead of him: Yunxia Qianzhuang's operation has actually been losing money, and it is not like it has been rumored that it has risen from a nascent industry to the top of the three major silver numbers in Kyoto in just a few years. It was only a position that he had piled up with his own treasury, but few businessmen were willing to do so, unless the money he threw into it was not his own, so he would not feel distressed.

Wang Chi actually picked up the topic that he had just talked about halfway through.

At this time, Ruan Luo was calm and continued to listen, although Wang Chi's words could be regarded as a big inside story of the operation of Yunxia Money Bank, but compared to his personal safety issues, Ruan Luo only felt that the affairs of the money bank were not important.

After a little consideration, Ruan Luo chose the most direct way, stood up, waved his hands and said, "Uncle, please go back to the palace."

Do you think it's unsafe here? Wang Chi finally didn't continue to talk about Yunxia Qianzhuang, his attention shifted back to his own affairs, but he seemed to say a nonsense.

Hearing this, Ruan Luo first looked at Wang Chi in surprise for a moment, and then he repeated what he had just said: Uncle, please return to the palace as soon as possible.

Facing Ruan Luo's tone that was close to urging, Wang Chi just said indifferently: The palace may not be safe. Compared to the nonsense meaning of his sentence just now, what he said at the moment was equivalent to a confused word.

Ruan Luo looked at Wang Chi, his eyes even more puzzled.

And at this moment, before Ruan Luo could reiterate his will again, there was another sound of clothes shaking outside. The second group of uninvited guests came, and the two guards of the forbidden palace went up to the roof again, ready to continue to lift people.

The second group of thieves came four people, and their martial arts seemed to be better than the two who came before, and Thirteen and Fourteen fought with the four men on the roof for a long time, and the broken tiles fell from the slanting eaves like rain, and smashed to the ground in a mess. After a long time, the two guards of the forbidden palace on the roof finally kicked the four thieves down again.

Still using the silk thread pulled out of the small box, the four people were also bound, and the two thieves who were already unconscious in the corner of the wall were thrown together, when the thirteenth and fourteenth walked back to the door of the first floor of the tea house with their hands tied, Ah Ping and Ah Tong saw that a layer of fine sweat had oozed from their foreheads. It seems that this time against the thieves, although they still won, and also ensured that their side was not damaged in the slightest, the consumption of strength is still quite large.

Ah Tong looked at the shadow of the corner of the wall where six thieves were curled, and the six thieves were cleaned up badly by the two Praetorian Guards, but as the fourteenth said just now, the injuries of the four people who were kicked off the roof in the back were significantly lighter than the previous two, and the cheeks on both sides were no longer red as blood from thirty slaps, only revealing a strange pale caused by rare sunlight, and a trace of strange blood on the face caused by Yan Zhan's internal injuries.

However, looking at the way their eyes were misty, their heads couldn't hold their balance and were shaking, it was obvious that they had been drugged by the two Praetorian Guards, which temporarily incapacitated them.

Ah Tong's gaze finally fell on the silk thread that bound the six people, which was pulled out of a small box by the two guards of the Forbidden Palace. If it weren't for the boxy shape, with their method of pulling silk, it would be as if the box was a silkworm cocoon, and the filaments could be taken inexhaustibly.

And look at the filament carefully, although in the darkness of the corner, the filament is extremely thin and not easy to be caught by the naked eye, but as the thieves struggled and shook the thread in a chaotic mental confusion, there were a few moments for Ah Tong to see the faint light reflected by the filament like a spider web after the rain.

Ah Tong was a little worried, such a filament may be broken by the strength of six people, but when he saw that the silk string seemed to be tightened with the struggle of several thieves, and the silk string in several places had been cut through the fabric of the thief's clothes like a very thin sword edge because it was too tight, oozing blood, Ah Tong seemed to understand something, so he didn't have the mind to ask more.

With the special material of this silk string, it is not said to be broken, if it is not twisted with metal objects, there is a possibility of breaking, if this silk is directly wrapped around the human body, and then so brute force to earn, the string will not break, but people's hands and feet will be strangled out of the bones.

Just when Ah Tong was stunned and pondered in his heart about the string, he listened to the two guard masters talk again.

Thirteen still said to Fourteen in a deliberative tone: If there are six or eight later, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for us to clean up. If you can't clean it up, you can only destroy it directly, and then shouldn't we be on the dagger?

It's pretty much it. Fourteen glanced in the direction of the interior on the first floor of the teahouse, then his gaze fell back to Thirteen's face, and said with a calm expression: Six people should be able to ask something.