In a flash of firelight, the three doorways lit up with fire oil bottles, which were thrown into the wall with great force, illuminating the dark and dreary night sky in the light of the firelight.

All of a sudden, the flames soared.

Immediately, a scream rang out in the silent house, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

The fire was just right, and the first batch of the three teams of people waiting outside the door broke through the door.

There are only three exits to the house, so as long as you choke these three exits, the people inside don't want to run out, and of course, the people outside don't want to rush in.

The hand-to-hand combat, the swords slashed and stabbed, and the blood rained.

The well-trained centaurs encountered stubborn resistance, and Zheng Jian's originally relaxed brows gradually furrowed.

With a "slippery" sound, the air crossed the silver.

Is that?

Wyvern Rope ......

The silver ropes flew straight into the high wall opposite the house, and immediately after, a figure slid along the silver cables.

The thought of using the flying dragon rope to solve the fire attack is a bit insightful.

Zheng Jian's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer, and with a big hand, the remaining centaurs guarding the main gate quickly raised their crossbows and shot into the air.

All of a sudden, there was a muffled snort and the sound of landing.

The house suddenly became a slaughterhouse.

Zheng Jian's men and horses saw the people on the flying dragon rope falling one by one, and they couldn't help but boost their morale, and the weapons in their hands danced dazzlingly, bringing a burst of bloody rain and bloody wind, accompanied by raging fires, outlining a picture of hell on earth.

Half an hour later, the last scream and wail continued.

An hour later, the fire was quickly brought down, and a qiē returned to calm.

More than forty people died, and more than ten were captured alive. The subordinates asked Zheng Jian for credit.

Can anyone escape? Zheng Jian moved the corners of his mouth.

I don't know yet. His subordinates suddenly weakened.

Stand down, idiot. Zheng Jian frowned sideways and looked unkindly.

Zheng Jian stood on the sidelines and watched his subordinates go in and out, cleaning up the scene, but his eyes were looking around.

Inadvertently drifting through the shadows in the distance, a suspicious black shadow flashed by, and then looked closely, how could there be half a trace?

Very good! Zheng Jian calmed down and smiled with satisfaction.

Someone was cleaning up the flying dragon rope in mid-air, and with a wave of Zheng Jian's hand, his subordinates respectfully presented the flying dragon rope to him.

In the night, the shiny flying dragon rope lay quietly in Zheng Jian's hand, glowing with a strange silver glow.

In the darkness of the night, all the centaurs faded like a tide, and the snow shadow scratched her numb paws and woke up from her sleep.

After days of searching without sleep, its nose was almost burned by all kinds of unpleasant smells.

Touching the flat belly, I imagined that all kinds of bones were swarming, and my cute eyes immediately sparkled.

Let's go, go home!

and other rewards from the host.

Eat bones!

Snow Shadow was in good spirits, and her snow-white hair brightened Zheng Jian's eyes in the dark night.

This dead dog, now he is in good spirits.

Zheng Jian raised his fist at it, and Snow Shadow gave him a proud back in return.

Sa Huan rushed to the front of the man in black, and ran proudly and proudly.

At three o'clock, the sky was misty, and the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the early morning.

A man and a horse stopped at the gate of Di's mansion, and the man dismounted, and ran to the corner gate in a few arrows, and the hand holding the whip had already hit the dark red door hard.

A messy and heavy knock on the door, accompanied by an impatient "Who?" A head poked out of the door, still rubbing his eyes vigorously at the moment, the corners of his mouth were still swaying with fresh traces, and a pair of triangular eyes were very unkind to the person outside the door.

When he saw the person who came, the little man in the porter immediately nodded in horror, opened the corner door, and kept accusing himself, but his body had already turned sideways, making way for the man to enter quickly.

The little guy only felt that the figure in front of him was a flower, the man had already rushed in, and the faint dark red blood stains on the corner of his clothes flashed a strange pattern in the skylight.

It's Yang Ze, the nephew of Uncle Liu.

Come to find an adult.

However, it seems that the adults went out again in the middle of the night?

The little guy didn't dare to shout out when he came to his mouth.

As soon as he thought about it, the manager was in the house, and he couldn't help but be glad that he didn't shout.

This scene fell completely into the eyes of the pair of people who hid on the opposite side and stared at the gate of Di Zhifu day and night.

The eyes are shining and compelling.

After a tea time, the dignified head of the house put on his clothes and hurriedly let the car go out of the house, the little guy rubbed his eyes a few times, watched the carriage disappear into the alley, and retracted his neck again, but he didn't dare to doze off anymore, and kept behind the door with his spirit.

The eyes in the shadows thought about it, and finally decided to follow.

After an hour, the carriage carried Di Zhifu and the steward back to Di Mansion together, the little man guarding the door was secretly proud, thinking that he had finally seized the opportunity to show his face, nodded and rushed over to open the door to say hello, but he didn't expect Lord Di's sharp eyes to sweep over, so cold that he shivered up and down, and was so frightened that he took a few steps to the side, and almost planted himself on the edge of the flower bed.

In the dark, those eyes were gone.

In Tang Shao's study, Zheng Jian blew into the room like a whirlwind.

"Boss, it's done." There was still a smug look on his face, and he even forgot to address him.

"Did you find someone?" Tang Shao didn't sleep all night, but he couldn't see the slightest tiredness, and his eyes were still bright.

"Found it, there is only one breath left......" The words gradually stopped, and Zheng Jian's face suddenly darkened a lot.

In my mind, Gao Peiwen didn't look like a ghost or a ghost, and his body was full of openings, and there was no good skin.

Rao was born in the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, and he also felt that Liu Han's gang was too ruthless.

"At least pick up a life." Tang Shao's calm voice couldn't hear the slightest ripple, but Zheng Jian smelled a hint of fireworks in his words.

Yes, at that time, the boss finally subdued Gao Peiwen, and let him sneak into the Cao Gang, just to be able to make meritorious service and save Qian Dazhong's life, but he didn't expect that he was found out after only two or three months of mixing in.

"Where's the stuff?" Tang Shao's words became more and more indifferent.

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