Chapter 113: The Most Fierce

"The wind is howling!"

This knife was blown crooked again, but there was no time to cut Wang Xiao a third time.

He ripped his leg open and ran.

"!"

The four of them also quickly turned around and ran.

Qiao Yuanji glanced back at Qian Cheng who was rolling in a pool of blood in disbelief.

"Chase!"

Over there, Qin Zhu went around a courtyard wall to pick up Wang Xiao, and the five Rao feet slowed down.

Qiao Yuanji's feet were extremely fast, and he quickly caught up with them.

White Tiger and Qin Xuance turned around to stop Qiao Yuanji, but Geng Dang was restrained by several officials.

Qiao Yuanji was extremely angry.

In his eyes, these stupid robbers deserve to die!

What are these people doing? Rushed into the Shilang Mansion and slashed the Shilang Gongzi to serious injury.

These fools are provoking the powers of the world.

And he, Qiao Yuanji, has struggled all his life, and in the end, he is not bending his knees under these powers, in front of the dogs of these high-ranking officials.

Now when he was still flattering and flattering and wanted a bone, someone actually rushed in and stabbed his lord in the head.

How dare a fool who can't even wield a knife do this?

With this brainless behavior, where is the dignity of their dog?

Under the anger, Qiao Yuanji defeated three with one, but he did not fall behind at all.

A moment later, the officials chased after them.

Several officials restrained Zhu Bajie, Qiao Yuanji kicked Sun Wukong away, and the knife in his hand slashed at the girl wearing the demon mask.

"Ding!"

The demon had an iron rod in his hand, which she had snatched from the guard.

But her strength was still not comparable to Qiao Yuanji's, and it was extremely difficult to block the knife with a stick in both hands.

Qiao Yuanji pressed the knife down hard.

He could see the demon's arm tremble.

As long as she breathed a few breaths, she ran out of strength, and she was about to be slashed in the neck by herself.

Suddenly.

"Poof".

A waist knife came out of Qiao Yuanji's abdomen.

The knife still spun around in Qiao Yuanji's body.

Qiao Yuanji turned his head in disbelief and saw a Tang Seng's face.

The mask was very delicate, Tang Seng's face still had two blushes, there was a compassionate smile on the corner of his mouth, and the eyes behind the mask also looked a little innocent.

"You...... Fuck ...... I can't even hold a knife......"

Lao Tzu actually died at the hands of such a waste as you Qiao Yuanji thought to himself.

The Tang monk didn't say anything, as if he was trying to pull out the knife in his hand.

The knife moved in the body, with a strange pain

Qiao Yuanji opened his mouth and raised his hand unwillingly.

He wanted to slap this Tang monk to death with one palm.

The next moment, the iron rod slammed into his head!

It was dark in front of him, and the head catcher of the six doors and the lackey of the Qian family heard a distant voice in:

"You make up for it."

"Oh."

Qin Zhu looked at the Tang Seng in front of him and nodded, very relieved that he could teach.

The boy wearing the mask was very serious, and he shook the knife in his hand without haste, without letting a drop of blood stain his body.

Qin Zhu said again: "You are very fierce Wang Laohu, you cut one, and killed one, and they are all big fish." ”

Wang Xiao didn't say anything.

I don't know what the expression of the first time he was killed behind the mask.

I saw him stunned for a while, and then he muttered: "Yes, I'm really fierce......"

The prison of the Criminal Department.

For countless nights in the past, the jailers were either gambling or drinking.

Tonight is a little different.

Not far away, the Shilang Mansion entered the Liang thief and transferred a lot of people from the Criminal Department. Although the jailers in the prison were not seconded, some of them were clever enough to go over.

"Do you think, after a while, you will repel those thieves, and there will be no reward? Why don't you go over and shout twice and mix up a few dollars to drink tomorrow? ”

"But I heard that those strongmen are a little fierce."

"Idiot, won't you hide behind? There are catchers outside, why do you want to go up and fight? ”

"That's right, if you get into the waiter's big eye, you will earn a good future in vain."

In this way, the prison decided to divide half of the people.

Everyone agreed to divide the money equally when they returned.

The remaining half of the jailers continued to drink and talk.

"Haha, the few of them went to are idiots. We will drink wine here, and we will divide the money for a while. ”

"Hahahaha......" the jailers smirked.

"I'm going to pee, which of you comes with me?"

"Get out."

"Ha, there is a lot of yin in this prison, and he doesn't dare to go alone."

"Who wouldn't dare I go alone?" The jailer got up and went outside.

Pushing open the door and coming out, he felt the night breeze a little cool.

This place is heavy on yin.

After walking a few steps, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

The jailer turned his head to look.

!!

The green-faced and fanged demon shook before his eyes, and the jailer fainted with terror.

"Ha, stun another ......"

For the inmates in the prison, this night seemed to be no different from any other.

There were still no candles in the cell.

The moonlight in every blore seemed so faint.

When I was passing by, I suddenly heard a faint commotion in the distance.

"Do you hear that?" A prisoner asked.

"Presumably the officers and soldiers caught the thieves......"

The prisoners in the prison talked feebly for a while and then stopped.

Fu Qingzhu listened to the miserable cries coming from afar, and his heart was also indifferent.

In this world, what kind of tragedy can move you?

After laughing at himself like this, he opened his mouth and sang in a low voice: "...... Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is ...... in his life"

After singing a few times, there was a sudden sound of beating from outside the cell.

I vaguely heard a teenager doing something.

It seems to be "I'm the fiercest ......"

The prisoners woke up and looked out.

"Won't it?" A prisoner whispered.

"No......"

The next moment, the door at the end of the aisle was opened.

The dim candle flame looked so bright in Fu Qingzhu's eyes.

He knew that he would never forget this moment for the rest of his life.

Then he rubbed his eyes.

Pig...... Pig?

"Haha! This place is familiar! The Zhu Bajie walked in with a grin, followed by Sun Wukong, Sha Wujing, Tang Sanzang, and there was actually an evil ghost.

"Room Six." saw that Zhu Bajie found a cell and opened the door.

There's a skinny old man in the prison.

The old man was already asleep, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go, you." Zhu Bajie scolded.

The old man was a little confused, and said slowly: "Old decay...... It's seventy and three years old this year......"

"So what?"

"Where can the old man go when he gets out of this prison?" The old man even chanted a poem: "The old man is about to die, and I am afraid that the name of the cultivator will not stand......"

Zhu Bajie was a little impatient: "Hey, you fuck, you're a scholar again!" Lao Tzu told you to go out, and you had to give Lao Tzu out. ”

"The old man can't go, his relatives and friends don't have a word, and the old and sick have a lonely boat......"

"Don't recite poetry to Lao Tzu." Zhu Bajie scolded: "If you don't leave, Lao Tzu did you!" ”

Sun Wukong interjected: "Why do you have to let him go? ”

"Inspector Li was in this prison back then." Zhu Bajie said.

It was also in this prison back then, and the superintendent refused to leave. Lao Tzu will let go of one person in this prison today to fulfill his wish back then......