As mentioned earlier, this kind of move has always been used in a desperate fight, and once used, it is likely to be a lose-lose situation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but Yang Zhen is obviously higher than the three widows in front of him in martial arts, so although they tried their best and didn't even care about their own safety, it was still difficult to hurt him. It's just that their own situation is very bad at this time!

Jing Zhankun saw this scene from afar, and his heart slammed up, and he couldn't help but exhale: "Yang Baihu, please keep people under the knife!" He knew very well that the purpose of taking people today was to live, so he paid special attention to this.

In fact, Yang Zhen didn't need him to remind him of this, as long as he was not too threatened, he would also strive to save the lives of these widows. Just as the knife grazed his waist and went straight to the abdomen of the Japanese man, and the tip of the knife was only a few inches away from the soft vital point, Yang Zhen's hand had reached out like lightning, and he grabbed the handle of the Japanese man in front of him.

The man felt his hands tighten, and the knife seemed to be suddenly pierced into a hard stone, and it was difficult to move forward in the slightest. And just when he didn't know whether to be surprised by Yang Zhen's strong strength, or happy that he had finally escaped this catastrophe, he felt an irresistible force in his hand again, pulling his knife and slapping it straight to the side.

The sword has always been regarded as precious as life by the samurai, and it is said that there is a sword in the person, and the sword will die. Now that he found that Yang Zhen had the intention of seizing his saber, the Japanese man naturally refused to give in, and with a loud roar, he tried to get the knife out of Yang Zhen's control.

It's a pity that even in terms of strength, he is no match for the young man in front of him who doesn't look very strong, even if he tries his best, it is still difficult to control his knife to the side. And because he tried his best to regain control of the knife, his whole body was also carried to the side and staggered away.

"Qiang-Qiang-!" With two crisp sounds, one sword continuously blocked the inverted attacks of the other two knives on the side, completely defusing their attack. Moreover, this trick seems to outsiders to be the work of this widow himself.

"Kawada, how can you help this Ming people block our sword?" A widow really had a misunderstanding, and he couldn't help but complain.

"It's not me, it's really ......" Kawada tried to explain something, but then he was speechless. Because Yang Zhen thought that he was too in the way of resisting himself before, he bent his elbow and lifted it up sharply after holding the two knives, and it hit his jaw in one fell swoop.

This time it was really abrupt, Kawada was not prepared at all, and was beaten to the point that he was lifted upwards violently, and then his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.

The other two Japanese were even more nervous at this time, and hurriedly retreated, and at the same time assumed a defensive posture, and their swords intersected in front of each other, guarding the road in front of them.

But they also knew in their hearts that it was just a useless struggle. Just now, Yang Zhen was able to knock down four people in a row in the face of six people, and now there are only two opponents left, and he has more weapons in his hands, and the outcome of this battle has obviously been decided.

Sure enough, just when they were at a loss in their hearts and kept retreating, they suddenly felt a flower in front of them, and Yang Zhen once again bullied into the melee position where their sword attack and defense were the most difficult to play, and then reversed the blade, and quickly entered the front of the two with only the back of the knife, slashing at their carotid arteries one by one, knocking the last two Japanese people to the ground.

In a moment's work, the six widows who seemed to be unstoppable before all fell in front of Yang Zhen. In front of him, these martial arts warriors couldn't show their strengths at all, only to be beaten!

No one cheered, everyone stared blankly at everything in front of them, their faces full of disbelief. No matter what the officials think, they can't imagine that it will be such an ending. Before the rabbit rose and fell, Yang Zhen had already defeated the seemingly invincible widows, which was really unreal!

Finally, Mo Chong and a few of them reacted faster, and several people clapped their hands again and again in admiration: "Hundred households have good skills!" The humble rank is really admirable! ”

Being reminded by them like this, the others woke up like a dream, and they also praised one after another, and then looked at Yang Zhen's expression, there was more awe. Although they had heard a lot of Yang Zhen's glorious deeds in the past before, they were still a little disappreciative in their hearts, feeling that those were just exaggerations, and didn't Yang Zhen still be a prisoner in their Shuntian Mansion before?

But now, after seeing Yang Zhen's unpredictable body and powerful combat power, all the officials present have been convinced of him, and some even have a heart of worship. For these people who can be regarded as living at the bottom and only relying on their strength to eat, strong force is the easiest condition for them to break their hearts.

As for Jing Zhankun, he only felt greatly relieved at this time, and he was secretly glad that Yang Zhen was present today, otherwise the situation would be difficult to control. Maybe even his own safety will be affected. So when he saw Yang Zhen coming back, he solemnly arched his hand forward: "Yang Baihu, please accept the official salute!" If you hadn't acted in time today, I'm afraid the situation would have been difficult to manage! ”

Facing Jing Tuiguan's solemn salute, Yang Zhen smiled to himself. As he stepped forward, he said, "Brother Jing doesn't have to be polite, this is what I should do." As he spoke, he glanced back at the five fallen widows: "Please also ask Brother Jing to order them all to be tied up." It's getting late, and it's time to go back. ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" After his reminder, Jing Zhankun remembered that this matter was the most important thing at the moment, so he hurriedly waved his hand and asked those officials behind him to step forward and tie people up.

Although these yacha were still a little afraid of the Japanese people, since the lord had given the order and Yang Zhen was by his side, he had the courage to step forward and bind the few Japanese who fell to the ground. As soon as they were tied up, they found that the widows had lost the strength to resist, and they were immediately overjoyed, and naturally they inevitably made them suffer some hardships.

After all, they and their colleagues have suffered too much loss and lost too many people at the hands of these widows, so how can they let go of the opportunity to vent their anger when they seize the opportunity at this time?

In this regard, neither Jing Zhankun nor Yang Zhen will stop it, they also believe that these old fritters in Shuntian Mansion are still measured, and they will definitely not kill people like this.

Jing Zhankun then ordered people to treat and inspect the dead and wounded on the ground. This sight made his heart suddenly chill - this time, among the officials who led him to attack this courtyard, there were as many as 16 dead, and the rest were seriously injured and unable to move about 30 people, and most of the rest were painted. It is not an exaggeration to say that they were all wiped out.

"This ...... How could this be......" Jing Zhankun looked at everything in front of him, and felt a little dazed in his heart, how could he go back and explain to the prefect? Although the people got it, the casualties paid this time were too high, and it can be said that in recent decades, the people of Shuntianfu have suffered the greatest damage on their errands.

Now, the only thing that can make Sun Yizheng blame him is the credit, the credit for catching people. But this credit is Yang Zhen's, and he won it. This fact made Jing Zhankun even more apprehensive, and finally gritted his teeth, rubbed his hands and came to Yang Zhen, and discussed in a low voice: "Yang Baihu, you see if you can ...... about taking people this time" The latter words are really difficult for him to say.

Yang Zhen had already seen his embarrassment on the side, but in the face of this matter, he didn't want to be a good person, so he didn't wait for him to finish his words, and asked, "Brother Jing thinks it's not bad to take the credit for taking people this time, right?" ”

"Of course."

"Brother Jing should also know that our Jinyiwei promotion mainly relies on these merits. It's rare to have such opportunities in the capital, so I feel that I am really lucky this time. ”

Yang Zhen's words were already hinted at, Jing Zhankun of course understood what Yang Zhen meant, so he had to nod with a bitter face: "This is all Yang Baihu's high skills, otherwise it will be the rice bucket of our Shuntianfu, even if he knows that it is a great achievement, he can't get it!" As he spoke, he glared hatefully at the incompetent subordinates on the side, and had dismissed his original idea.

"Let's go!" Yang Zhen saw that the matter was over, so he turned around and walked outside. Jing Zhankun sighed silently beside him, and then left. Behind them, they were followed by Mo Chong and other seven people who had watched the play for a long time, as well as other officials of the Shuntian Mansion who were escorting prisoners, carrying the dead and carrying the wounded.

When they walked out of the courtyard, they found that there were many people standing outside the door. Although it was completely dark, these people still stayed here. And when they and the yacha who were left outside by Jing Zhankun saw the last people to come out, they all showed surprise one by one, and they all discussed: "What's going on? ”

"Why did you hurt so many bad masters? Are those suspects so powerful? ”

"What are the numbers of these prisoners? Could it be a river thief? ”

Seeing that the people were talking non-stop, Jing Zhankun knew that he had to give them an explanation, otherwise he wouldn't know what it would be like tomorrow. He stepped forward and coughed, "All fathers and elders have listened carefully. Today, the official and Yang Baihu of Jinyiwei led people to arrest the people who set fire to Qipan Street during the Lantern Festival, causing hundreds of people to suffer. As he spoke, he pointed to the Japanese people behind him: "That's it." Fortunately, God bless me and the emperor, and we finally took them down after several hard fights. ”

As soon as the words "boom ......" were said, the people suddenly became more lively. As for the fire that broke out on Qipan Street, everyone in the capital remembers it in their hearts, and sometimes complains that the government is too slow to handle the case, and why the suspect has not been caught yet.

Now, when I heard that the prisoners in front of me were the murderers who had killed so many people, I immediately became excited. For a while, the sound of scolding continued to sound from all sides, of course, it was only those inhumane people who were scolded. If it weren't for the presence of officials and officials, they would have done it.

At this time, I saw a group of people rushing over, and a tall military attache rode on a horse and shouted loudly to this side with a blue face: "What kind of person is this who is so bold and dares to stay on the street when it is dark, don't you know that my Beijing city is forbidden by law?" ”

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