Zhang Bao'er was stunned in his heart, thinking of what Xu Zuo said before, he couldn't help muttering a little, he asked: "Is there often a young man missing around Caochuan Town!" ”

"Yes!" Zhang Tang nodded: "Not only near Caochuan Town, but even outsiders have come here, and there are many people who have disappeared out of thin air!" ”

"You guessed it right, this Red Dragon Gang is definitely not that simple!" Zhang Bao'er seemed to think of something, and then asked, "What is the origin of this person from the Wind Ridge?" ”

"The people of Swift Wind Ridge are a group of grass robbers who occupy the mountains as kings, and no one knows where they came from! Not long after the Red Dragon Gang arrived in Caochuan Town, they appeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAlthough they are robbers, they never rob houses and houses, and only can't get along with the Red Dragon Gang. The two groups of people fought and killed, and for so many years, they never stopped. ”

Is the shocking secret told by Xu Zuo, a young man who escaped death, true or false?

Why did the lawless Red Dragons appear in Grass River?

And why did the mysterious strongman of Swift Wind Ridge have trouble with the Red Dragon Gang?

These difficult mysteries made Zhang Baoer realize that this Caochuan Town is far more simple than he imagined.

At this moment, Xu Zuo woke up, and his hoarse voice came: "Water, water......"

……

In the backyard of the county government in Jingning County, the county magistrate Feng Gui is meeting a mysterious visitor.

Feng Gui glared and asked, "Didn't you say that you can't even fly a fly out in the Wild Wolf Valley?" How did you let a big living person run away? ”

"Alas! The valley is heavily guarded, and I also want to know how this guy got out, and I'm investigating! Alas, it was You Tao, the leader of the Red Dragon Gang, who sighed.

Feng Gui said impatiently: "What else to check, the top priority is to find someone quickly, if we are leaked, we will only die!" ”

"If it weren't for the gang of Windwind Ridge, I would have chopped that kid into meat sauce a long time ago." You Tao hated and hated.

Feng Gui admonished: "Okay, don't talk about this!" I haven't reported this to the above, but I can't hide it for long, you hurry up and find a way to find people, live or die, in a word, if he is still alive, then only we are dead! ”

"Got it!" You Tao nodded: "I'll go back and immediately mobilize all the manpower, even if I dig three feet into the ground, I have to dig him out!" ”

At this time, a figure outside Feng Gui's house flashed and disappeared into the backyard in an instant.

……

The first five miles east of Caochuan Town is a dilapidated village called Wulipo, where Xu Zuo's home is located.

Wulipo Village is not small, but the population is not large, only a dozen or so households still live in the village, there are a lot of empty houses in the village, and the dozen or so families living in them are very poor, and these families are all raising girls without exception.

The ancestral hall of Wulipo is built not far behind the empty house in the village, and the small ancestral hall is full of people, and almost a dozen or so families have come.

Zhang Bao'er and Zhang Tang, as well as Xu Zuo carried by Hou Jie, stood in the ancestral hall at this time.

Xu Zuo's aunt is not young, her lips trembled, tears couldn't stop falling, and she cried tremblingly: "My poor son......"

The other elderly women in the village also wiped away tears.

A white-bearded old man suddenly said at this time: "Zo'er, mother, you can't keep him!" ”

The person who spoke was the patriarch of the village, who was also the village leader, and his voice was not high, but it was categorical.

Xu Zuo's A-Niang turned her head in astonishment, the patriarch was expressionless, and repeated: "You can't keep him!" Leaving him behind will bring disaster to our village! ”

There was silence in the village.

Zhang Bao'er said: "Why can't you keep him, didn't you see that he was beaten to the point that he only had one breath left?" If you drive him away again, what difference will you make from killing him with a sword? ”

The patriarch said in a sullen voice: "You are a foreigner, you don't know the rules here, he is now a fugitive slave, if we take him in, his master will find the village sooner or later, and the village will suffer!" ”

Zhang Bao'er stared at him coldly, and said for a while: "Coward, bastard!" ”

Zhang Bao'er saw that the villagers in the village seemed to be shocked by the old man's words, so he said to Hou Jie and Zhang Tang: "Let's go!" ”

Xu Zuo's aunt showed sadness on her face, and she watched Zhang Baoer and the others go away.

Zhang Baoer's "sneer" sneered when she went out, as if she lingered in the ancestral hall, and lingered in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Zhang Bao'er and they didn't have long gone, and dozens of families in Wulipo were gathered in front of the ancestral hall again.

A few horsemen rode the red dragon to help his subordinates, controlled the reins, slowed down their steps, and slowly circled around the crowd. More than a dozen gang members unsheathed their swords and arrows were wound, and a leader stood on the steps in front of the ancestral hall, looking coldly at the people below.

"Where was that fugitive just now?" The leader asked with a sneer.

The patriarch plucked up his courage, took a few steps forward, and said to the leader: "Ladies and gentlemen, he came to the village, but he left quickly, we really don't know ......"

The leader cut off the words stiffly, and said with a ruthless look in his eyes: "Let me ask again, where is he?" ”

The patriarch avoided the fierce glint in the leader's eyes and said with a wry smile: "We really don't know......"

Before he could finish speaking, the leader jumped down from the steps, drew his sword and slashed the patriarch to the ground, and stepped forward to step on the patriarch's head. The knife fell, and a bloody ear, with a layer of implicated cheek flesh, trembled and held it in his hand. The leader raised his ears in his hands, and the Red Dragon Gang cheered left and right.

The leader gave another hard look at the crowd, and the crowd tightened.

Under the knife, he was frightened and angry, but he never dared to speak.

But at this moment, a figure appeared at the head of the village. The pure steel handle is wrapped with brown cowhide toughness, and it is held in a rough and rough hand. This figure was steady, with firm steps, and walked towards the Guandi Temple step by step.

The people in the village recognized the person, it was the young man who was carrying Xu Zuo on his back just now.

Hou Jie opened his mouth, not loudly, but those people could hear it clearly.

"If you stay in the world, you are a waste of food!"

Everyone in front of the ancestral hall was shocked, and the few horsemen who circled around the crowd did not wait for the leader to give the order, and turned the horse's head to get on.

The three angry horses became the word "product", rolled up dust under their hooves, rounded the war knife, and rushed to the past according to Hou Jie. Hou Jie raised his long knife, took a few steps, and met it head-on.

The first rider rushed head-on, and the sword was cut off.

Hou Jie saw the direction, avoided the blade, stepped lightly, stepped on the opponent's foot into the stirrup, jumped high with the force, flashed the blade, and slashed at the neck. Hou Jie took advantage of the momentum to step on people and then borrowed his strength, the long knife brought up the cold mang, slashed towards the second horseman, and the head flew out of the zhangyu, dripping and rolling far away. There was only one horse left to turn around and run, the knife in Hou Jie's hand had been thrown, and the person on the horse snorted halfway, and was directly pulled off the horse.

In an instant, three people were killed on the spot. Hou Jie picked up the steel knife on the ground at will, hung the knife down, dragged the blade upside down, and forced it towards the ancestral hall step by step.

More than a dozen Red Dragon Gang gangs rushed up, swords and spears came out together, and Hou Jie smashed them.

Hou Jie rolled a long knife. The blade sliced through the air, and the sound was piercing.

When the sword light dissipated, people had not yet come back to their senses. Lying down on the steps of the ancestral hall, the sound of moaning was endless. The leader lost both ears, bled all over his face, and had a broken leg, so he could only kneel on the ground and wail in a miserable voice.