The man who was tied to the stake did not close his eyes or eat for a day or a night, and at night the night wind blew and shivered with cold, and he was so weak that he had only half his life left.

If it weren't for the fact that his mouth was stuffed with things, under such humiliation, he was afraid that he would have bitten his tongue and committed suicide.

At midnight, there was silence on the street where the Yang family restaurant was located, and the person tied to the stake also fell into a semi-comatose state.

But I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this person in the dark.

Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound, and an arrow shot out from the roof opposite the Yang family restaurant, aiming directly at the heart of the man who was tied to the stake.

When the arrow was still two feet away from the man, a black mang flew out of the diagonal angle, but another arrow was fired.

There was a clink, and the two arrows collided in the air and fell to the ground.

The person who shot the arrow before was certainly clever in archery, but it was not ordinarily difficult to shoot his arrows down, which shows that the latter's archery skills were higher.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded again, and this time three arrows were in the shape of the word "pin", and they shot at the man on the stake again.

In the same way, there are also a series of three arrows shot out of the diagonal and accurately knocking down the three arrows that come in.

"He's a little man, don't show up soon!"

With a coquettish reprimand, Yang Jing, who was holding a bow and arrow, and was heroic, leaped down from the second floor of the Yang Family Restaurant, and then raised her head to look at the roof opposite.

The next moment, five figures, including an archer, appeared on the opposite roof.

The five figures were still masked and headed, and only their eyes were exposed.

"Kill!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, except for the archers who stood still, the other four people had swords in their hands, tapped their toes, jumped down to the street, and rushed towards Yang Jing.

Yang Jing was not afraid, discarded the bow and arrow, drew the sword with her backhand, and her body did not retreat but advanced, facing the four people who rushed forward.

At the same time, on the side of the Yang family restaurant, several more people appeared.

These people are Yang Xu, Yang Hongyu, Yang Fugui, and Yang Dazhi.

"You two guard Mr. Yang, I'll help Sister Jing!"

Yang Hongyu saw that Yang Jing alone was difficult to defeat the other four, and after telling Yang Fugui and Yang Dazhi, she was like electricity and joined the battle group.

She was a rare first-class master in the world, and after joining the battle group, her sword light was like a rainbow, and she immediately reversed Yang Jing's disadvantage.

"The strength of the owner of the village seems to have improved again."

Yang Dazhi, Yang Fugui, and Yang Xu stood side by side, staring at the battle group in front of them without blinking, and praised them.

"Sister Jing is also about to reach the realm of a first-class master."

Yang Fugui said with envy.

Yang Xu watched Yang Hongyu and Yang Jing fight with the four black-clothed people, knowing that with his own strength, he couldn't intervene in it, so he couldn't help but sigh secretly, thinking when would he have the ability to protect them in turn?

"Dazhi, go kill that guy!"

Yang Xu saw the black-clothed archer on the opposite roof, pulled his bow and arrows, and released cold arrows at any time, and whispered to Yang Dazhi.

Yang Dazhi answered, flipped his left hand, and a dagger with a cold glow appeared in his hand, and his body was like a light wind, rushing towards the row of houses across the street.

The black-clothed archer shot several arrows at Yang Dazhi one after another, but Yang Dazhi easily avoided them.

In a few breaths, Yang Dazhi rushed to the bottom of the house, raised his breath, his body rose to the sky, fell to the roof two feet high, waved his dagger horizontally, and fought with the black-clothed archer.

Where is the archer's archery is powerful, but his skills are not very strong, only a dozen moves, he was scratched by Yang Dazhi's dagger in a few places, and the wounds were bloody, so he had to abandon his companions and flee.

Yang Dazhi didn't chase after him, just stood on top of this roof, looking around to see if there were any enemies.

"Mom, there's another wave...... Are these two waves of people in the same group? No matter what, it's important to protect Mr. Yang! ”

Yang Dazhi took advantage of the moonlight to see that on the street in the distance, there were several black-clothed people speeding towards this side along the street, dressed differently from the previous black-clothed people.

He whistled, and the door of the Yang family restaurant suddenly opened, and several Yang family villagers with martial arts appeared in front of Yang Xu with sticks in their hands, posing in a defensive posture.

Even Su Gui, the shopkeeper of the restaurant, appeared in a strong outfit, and actually carried a wide nine-ring knife in his right hand.

Yang Xu also learned not long ago that Su Gui, a white and fat, oily guy, was actually a practitioner, and when he fought with Yang Dazhi, his strength was not inferior to Yang Dazhi.

It can be seen that none of King Qin's subordinates are simple.

"Another unknown night walker is coming, protect Mr."

Yang Dazhi jumped down from the roof, rushed back to Yang Xu's side, and shouted loudly.

As he spoke, several black-clothed men who swept along the street had already rushed to the front, their eyes were cold, and they didn't speak after arriving, and rushed directly towards the man who was tied to the stake.

"A bunch of guys who don't dare to show their faces, get out of the way!"

Yang Fugui roared and clenched his iron fist to meet him.

Several Yangjiazhai villagers also rushed forward with sticks.

The two sides collided with each other like this, and they fought one-on-one.

Yang Xu took a closer look and found that the two waves of black-clothed people who arrived before and after did not seem to be in a group, but their purpose was very clear, that is, to come at the person who was tied to the stake.

It's just that the first wave of men in black seems to be eager to kill the man who was tied to the stake.

The second wave of men in black is more inclined to rescue.

"Interesting......"

Yang Xu touched his chin, his mind raced, thinking about the possible identities of these two waves of people in black.

Suddenly, I only heard the sound of footsteps intensively, accompanied by the sound of iron armor colliding, from all directions of the Yang Family Restaurant, two hundred soldiers with bright armor poured out.

These sergeants, all armed with steel knives and bows, have sharp eyes and murderous spirits, and they are the elite of the army at a glance.

They quickly formed an encirclement roll, surrounded the two waves of people who were fighting, and the bows and crossbows were wound, aimed at the two waves of centaurs, and they would be fired at any time.

"We are the Imperial Capital Forbidden Army! You are holding murder weapons, and you are fighting here in the middle of the night, where is the law of our court? Persuade you to put down your sword immediately and obediently tie your hands and arrest it, otherwise you will be killed! ”

A forbidden army commander stepped out of the crowd, his cold eyes scanned the audience, and shouted loudly.

When Su Gui saw the commander of the forbidden army, his eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth had a hint of a smile, he approached Yang Xu and said in a low voice: "This commander...... It's the King of Qin's people......"

Yang Xu knew it in his heart, thinking that the Qin Palace's mansion was really arranged, and it was timely enough, just with these two hundred elite soldiers armed with swords, bows and crossbows, the two waves of black-clothed people who appeared today, one of them counted as one, and they didn't want to escape.

The two waves of black-clothed men obviously recognized the person tied to the stake, and as long as they were caught and interrogated one by one, they would not be able to verify their identities and origins.