Guiyun Zhai, the ancestral Lao Tzu, specializing in pastries, especially the ancestral craftsmanship of making osmanthus cakes, the osmanthus cakes made are full of color, fragrance and taste, which can really be described as a must in Hanoi.

However, today's Zhu Gui is unlucky, originally two stunning women surrounded by several guards, came to buy osmanthus cakes, and coincidentally were looked at by several children of the gentleman's family.

This group of them is reckless with the family power behind them, but he Zhu Gui is just a small common man who lives a peaceful life, and when he looks at these two women, he is not an ordinary person, this happened in his shop, and the people behind him can get around him?

Regardless of the smashing shop, he got up from the ground and pulled a frame in the crowd, but the family was obviously overcrowded, and Zhu Gui had just squeezed into the crowd, and was kicked away by a house slave, and one of his front teeth was knocked out, and Zhu Gui's crying mourner did not dare to speak.

Tang Ji fell into He Hou's arms, unconscious, He Hou's face was full of iron, but she also knew that she was just a weak woman at this time, and there was nothing she could do about it, so she could only try her best to protect Tang Ji in her arms from harm, and wait for the black bull to call someone.

Zhu Gui, who had opened his front teeth, quietly crawled to He Hou's side, pointed to the counter, He Hou nodded gratefully, and dragged Tang Ji into the counter with Zhu Gui.

At this time, the two sons were like crazy tigers fighting in the crowd, although they did not carry weapons, but their personal physique was obviously higher than that of these house slaves, and there were many house slaves lying on the ground wailing, but the number of the other party was obviously superior.

And there is a steady stream of house slaves from different directions have rushed to help, although the two sons are strong in combat, but two fists are invincible to four hands, and they are already covered in blood.

Although the opponent's personal combat effectiveness is weak, he can't stand the crowd, and the most important thing is that the follow-up support people are holding bright steel knives in their hands, slashing and killing the two sons without any scruples, it seems that in their eyes, killing people is like killing an ant.

In an instant, there were a few more knife wounds on the second son's body, and the clothes that were originally stained with blood became more and more dark red.

"There is no one in Huai County who can disobey my Wang family." Wang Yang, dressed in blue, straddled a jujube red horse, and sneered on his face: "Even Wang Kuang can't do it. A few outsiders actually dared to disobey my Wang Yang, I really don't know what to do. ”

"Of course, who doesn't know that the Wang family of Huai County is the real person in charge of Huai County." A young man beside Wang Yang who was obviously overly drunk smiled and pointed at He Hou and Tang Ji and said, "Brother Zi, how about the younger one belongs to you, and the big one belongs to the younger brother?" ”

"Okay, since Huaiyuan likes it, then the foolish brother will give Huaiyuan the big one." Wang Yang was stunned, he was originally in the pocket along with He Hou and Tang Ji, but he didn't expect Zhao Chun, the son of the Zhao family, to fall in love with He Hou, and when he thought of the alliance between the two families, he didn't care.

"Hehe, then the little brother is welcome. Grab a few of you and take them back to the house. Zhao Chun smiled, and then commanded several house slaves to arrest He Hou and Tang Ji.

Zhu Gui, who was originally helping Empress He hide, was once again slammed to the ground by several thugs, and then he was about to arrest Empress He.

"How dare you do that?"

Seeing this, the second son who was fighting in the crowd couldn't help but be disgusted, if Empress He and Concubine Tang were humiliated, what face would he have to face His Royal Highness who trusted him, and couldn't help but roar, trying to break out, but there were too many house slaves, and they couldn't break out at all, and at this moment, a house slave took advantage of the situation to sneak attack, the steel knife fell, and slashed on the back of the second son, and the red blood sprayed out along the steel knife.

"Ah~" A terrible wail, but the second son angrily twisted the arm of the house slave, but after all, it was to no avail, and more and more people joined in.

And in the face of several fierce and vicious house slaves, he had no power to resist.

Just when a house slave smiled lewdly and stretched out his hand to pull He Hou, the mutation was abrupt, I don't know if it was the reason for He Hou's passive skills, or other reasons, a long knife that exuded a murderous aura suddenly cut obliquely, and the sound of "poof" steel knife into the bone sounded, and the house slave fell to the ground with an unwilling face.

The other house slaves felt a pang in their hearts, and Huo Ran looked back, but it was a man dressed in coarse cloth, with a palpitating killing intent all over his body, and on the steel knife, there were still red blood beads dripping from the blade.

On the other side, when the two sons were exhausted, a few men suddenly appeared out of nowhere, also holding sharp steel knives, clashes back and forth among the domestic slaves, these people are obviously not military moves, but more like ranger moves, a steel knife makes it superb.

Wherever the steel knife passed, there was no life left behind, all of them were killed with one blow, and when attacked, the body spun in place, and then dodged the attack, and with a backhand stab, the house slave fell to the ground silently.

The five swordsmen were like five evil ghosts from hell, constantly harvesting the lives of the house slaves, under the threat of death, the house slaves finally knew that they were afraid, and for a while they turned sideways, looking at the corpses all over the ground, no one dared to go forward.

"Who are those?" Zhao Chun looked at the five swordsmen with a frightened expression, then turned his head to look at Wang Yang, and said in a trembling voice: "Zixu, what should I do?" ”

The eyes of several other teenagers also looked at Wang Yang, and a trace of coldness flashed in Wang Yang's eyes, and at this moment, a teenager pointed ahead and said in horror: "Look at the son, city guards!" ”

"What?" Wang Yang's heart sank, and he looked up hurriedly, and sure enough, not far away, a group of city guards wearing iron armor were rushing here with murderous spirit, needless to say, it must be Wang Kuang who could mobilize the city defense soldiers.

Huaixian is still Wang Kuang's lair after all, although the Wang family does not deal with Wang Kuang, but it has not yet reached the situation of completely tearing his face, and he is doing things to rob people's daughters, and he is also at a loss when he gets to the horizon.

Without hesitation, he turned the horse's head and said loudly: "Go, go..."

Zhao Chun and several teenagers saw Wang Yang fleeing, and they did not hesitate to turn their horses' heads and fled, and they didn't even have time to give the house slave an order to leave, but the most important thing as a house slave is that their eyes are alive enough, and at this moment, they saw that several masters had fled, and as long as they could move, they threw down the weapons in their hands and scattered.

The teams of murderous soldiers and horses that Wang Yang saw were not actually Wang Kuang's city defense soldiers, but Liu Wei led Xu Huang, Yan Xing and others to kill them.

But when Liu Wei came, people were basically scared, there were wailing house slaves on the field, Yan Xing and others who were angry, all made up for a knife, and died, and the entire Qianmen Street was like Shura Hell at this time, with dead bodies everywhere, and the red blood stained the blue-brown stone road.

"Two sons, two brothers." Liu Wei jumped down to tear the wind, one did not stand firm and fell from the fight, but he ran and crawled in front of the second son, looked at the bloodstained second son, and cried: "It's all Lone's fault, it's all Lone's fault." ”

"Your Highness, the last general.... The last general...."The second son, who had lost too much blood and was pale, shook his head with difficulty, and said weakly: "Your Highness, the last general can't accompany Your Highness...."

"No, no." At this time, Liu Wei felt the pain in his heart, he couldn't see his comrades sacrifice in his previous life, and he couldn't face it in this life, he blamed himself, why did he want to participate in Wang Kuang's banquet, why didn't he send more people to follow the second son, he hated the enemy who dared to do something to the second son.