The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the black clouds are floating.

The outer courtyard where people came and went during the day was silent, only the faint moonlight accompanied the black clouds to hang in the sky.

It was already such a late night, and it should have been sleeping soundly, but there was a room in the innermost courtyard that was still lit by candles, and two figures flashed out, as if they were talking about something.

If you walk into the room, you can see one of them suddenly looks like Han Ping who is thinking about Wang Zheng and trying to persuade Wang Zheng not to run away.

As for the other person, it was naturally Zhang Dacheng, the inspector of Ninghaizhou.

There was a woman lying on the bed behind Zhang Dacheng, but Zhang Daping was staring at Han Ping intently at the moment, with a serious expression.

"Lord Inspector, that is called Wang Zheng, single-handedly cut down the three servants of the Liu Mansion, although those domestic servants do not have any fists and feet, and there is a big gap between them and the salt in the hands of the small ones, but according to the judgment of the small, the Wang Zheng must have practiced."

Hearing this, the mustache on Zhang Dacheng's face moved, and he said loudly: "Oh? Don't look at the wrong person, if you weren't practicing the family, there would be no need to be so troublesome. ”

Han Ping nodded with great certainty and said: "My lord, the little King Guanna is quick and ruthless, and his moves are all aimed at the key points, he is definitely a practitioner, he can't be wrong!" ”

After hearing this, Zhang Dacheng's eyes lit up, Han Ping he can still be trusted, he can be regarded as his confidant, since Han Ping is so sure to say, then Wang Zheng is a practitioner will not be wrong.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dacheng touched the door of his brain, since this is the case, this Wang Zhengke will be firmly held in his hands.

"Then you can do it according to the old way, deal with Wang Zheng's family, and don't make mistakes!"

Suddenly remembering something, Zhang Dacheng instructed: "Remember, don't let that Wang Zheng see the slightest flaw, let him be grateful to Dade, so that he will die for Lao Tzu!" ”

Han Ping nodded, a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

"Don't worry, my lord, I took a few brothers to disguise themselves as servants of the Liu Mansion, this is not the first time, and it will definitely be beautiful."

Zhang Dacheng grinned, laughed, and did not hesitate to reward.

"You kid still understands me, don't worry, Lao Tzu will never treat you badly after the deed."

Speaking of this, Zhang Dacheng proudly touched his shiny bald head, waved his hand and said, "As for the things that go up and down, you don't have to worry about it..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a chaotic sound outside the door, and something was faintly heard.

Han Ping frowned and opened the door, just as he saw two panicked Yanding running over and crashing into Han Ping's arms.

"What's wrong, why do you have a choking smell?"

At that moment, one or two salts hurriedly lowered their heads and said in a low voice.

"Han, Brother Han, it's the fire in the firewood room!"

Han Ping was shocked and was about to say something, but saw a shirtless man running out angrily.

When Zhang Da heard this, he immediately was, didn't care about anything, rushed out of the room naked, the fat trembled, and grabbed the salt that he had just spoken, and the spit stars splashed the salt on his face.

"Damn, how could there be a fire? Hurry up and send someone to put out the fire! If you lose something, Lao Tzu will kill you all alive!! ”

Han Ping hesitated a little and said, "My lord, doesn't the inner government leave some people to protect your lordship?" ”

Zhang Dacheng was already anxious, the firewood room was nothing, even if Wang Zheng was burned to death, it was not worth mentioning to Zhang Dacheng.

What really makes Zhang Dacheng concerned is that there are a lot of very important things stored there, and if those things are discovered by outsiders, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In addition, there are many little girl's skins over there, all of which are fine-skinned and tender, and Zhang Dacheng hasn't had time to enjoy it, so he naturally doesn't want to burn them into disgusting scorched bones like this.

Hearing Han Ping's question, the angry Zhang Dacheng didn't think about it, and shouted: "What protection do you protect, does Lao Tzu still use you to protect?" Give Lao Tzu to fight the fire! ”

"What are you doing in a daze, fucking go!"

Han Ping, as Zhang Dacheng's confidant, did some things by him, so he naturally knew why Zhang Dacheng was so restless, so he ran out without saying anything.

When those salters heard Zhang Dacheng's roar, they were stunned for a moment, and when they saw that Han Ping had already gone to the outer courtyard, they suddenly reacted and hurriedly called someone to the front yard to put out the fire.

At this moment, there was already a fire in front of him.

......

Wang Zheng frowned and lay on the ground, his face covered with wet wipes, at this time the firewood room was already covered with thick smoke, half of it was burning, and hot sweat continued to roll down Wang Zheng's forehead.

Clenching his fists, Wang Zheng tried to stick his body to the ground as much as possible, so that he could inhale less smoke and not choke to death.

"Wait, it's not time yet!"

Finally, it didn't take long for there to be a rush of footsteps in the distance, and finally divided into several groups, and the two came to the door of the firewood room.

"Brother Han, that kid is afraid that he will be choked to death, so he doesn't need to send someone to Yijingzhuang."

Hearing this, Wang Zheng's heart was like pouring a basin of cold water, what did Han Ping do in Yijingzhuang?

I only heard a sigh from Han Ping outside the door, and said: "It's a pity that the kid is done like this, but Yijingzhuang still has to go, the little lady named Zhang Ping looks like a fierce person, and my old Han also wants to taste her taste, hehe." ”

"Look at what I'm doing, I've tasted it, will I still have your share?"

The salt Ding rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Then thank you Brother Han!" ”

Hearing Han Ping's words, Wang Zheng was a little shocked in his heart, this Han Ping was really not so kind, he was almost deceived by his gentle appearance, and his eyes gradually became cold.

After a salt dick opened the door, the smoke gushed out like a flood, and the salt dick inhaled a few puffs immediately before he could react, choking his nose sour, bending down and coughing violently, and a few drops of muddy tears came out.

When Han Ping saw his appearance, he glanced at him with disdain and said disdainfully.

"Look at the way you look, we..."

As he was speaking, Han Ping's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a black shadow suddenly flash from the thick smoke that could not see his fingers, and suddenly, he grabbed Han Ping's throat tightly.

"The king... Wang Zheng.... You! ”

Han Ping only felt as if his throat was pinched by an iron tong, and his hands kept slapping Wang Zheng's hand, his face was flushed, but he just couldn't take it off.

"Deceived corpses! Deceived corpse!! This, this, this! ”

At this moment, the salt Ding who had just opened the door also reacted, and he didn't even care about Han Ping, and ran away pointing at Wang Zheng's farts and urine.

Seeing that Han Ping was about to lose his breath, Wang Zheng's hand loosened a little so that he could catch his breath, and asked coldly.

"What are you taking people to Yijingzhuang for?"

Han Ping first took a few big breaths, and then looked at Wang Zheng, with a touch of viciousness on his face.

"Wang Zheng, do you know what you're doing? In Ninghaizhou, you are the enemy of the Inspection Division, I see you..."

When Wang Zheng saw Han Ping's appearance, he knew that he would not know the answer, and he was probably delaying time.

At this time, Wang Zheng naturally didn't know how to mother-in-law, and there was no hesitation at the moment, the waist knife in his straight hand was held backhanded, and the handle of the knife smashed hard at Han Ping's forehead.

Han Ping's words stopped abruptly, and he was directly knocked out by Wang Zheng, this is not over, Wang Zheng held the sides of his head and twisted it hard.

Just heard the sound of "quack", the viciousness on Han Ping's face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and was replaced by disbelief, blood overflowed on the top of his head, and he fell to the ground with his neck crooked, obviously unable to live.

Squatting down and searching Han Ping's body, matching his waist knife on his body, Wang Zheng glanced at the inner courtyard, a cold light in his eyes was fleeting, and muttered.

"It seems that if you want to completely solve this matter, you still have to go to the inner courtyard to 'talk' with the so-called inspector."

As he spoke, Wang Zheng picked up his knife and glanced at the inner wall, took a deep breath, and turned over.

......

"My lord, what's wrong~"

From the room where Han Ping and Zhang Dacheng were talking, a woman's coquettish voice came out.

Zhang Dacheng walked around the room, opening the door every once in a while to look ahead, and saw the fire gradually being extinguished in the distance, so he settled down and sat on the soft bed.

"Damn, what if the goods are discovered?"

Although he was reluctant to give up on the gentle hometown, Zhang Dacheng naturally understood which one was lighter, and suddenly turned around and said:

"No, I'm going to see the goods for myself, and if I lose it, I'm afraid the vicious Tartar won't spare me."

Seeing that Zhang Dacheng was leaving, the woman said coquettishly:

"My lord~, it's okay, who dares to snatch the goods of the Inspection Division now, don't you want to live?"

Zhang Dacheng hesitated for less than a moment, laughed and turned around to pick up the woman.

"Haha, that's what I said!"

Zhang Dacheng's foul-smelling mouth kissed impatiently, but before he could touch the woman's pink face, there was a sudden loud noise from behind, Zhang Dacheng was startled, and reflexively wanted to get the waist knife on the side.

At this moment, a shiny steel knife slowly landed on his shoulder, and the cold and piercing voice came into his ears.

"Don't move! Don't try to play tricks, or Grandpa's waist knife won't mind killing one more! ”