A swishing voice was attached to the ear of the knife hand, so frightened that the knife hand knelt directly and begged for mercy, his feet trembled violently, his throat and eyes were hanging, and even the sound he made was sharp, and he secretly said in his heart: The day he is an immortal, he knows that something is going to happen tonight.

"Wang Ting, you're not hurt, are you?"

Chen Wangting, who had subdued the leopard master on the side, turned his head and said, "Master Yang, I'm fine." You're not hurt, are you? ”

"Okay." Yang Fan hung down the embroidered spring knife in his hand, put it on the neck of the knife man who begged for mercy, and said, "Say, where did it come from?" ”

"Return, reply to Yang Ye's words." The knife hand is not stupid, and when he heard Chen Wangting shouting Yang Ye just now, he also shouted like a cat, "The little ones are the hands of the Monkey Tiger on Qiliang Mountain...... Men. ”

"Monkey Tiger?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, Chen Wangting lit the candlelight, Yang Fan saw the person's appearance clearly, and said, "Then the archer outside just now is also your accomplice?" ”

"Huh? Archer? The swordsman looked at the leopard who was still wailing, and asked, "Do we still bring archers?" "He really didn't know that there were archers on his side.

On one side, the leopard master, who was pierced into his eyeballs by arrows, gasped, and the other eye that could still be seen was red, and said in a low voice: "The people of the Lingnan Mountain Arrow Sect, good boy, we have also been put together." ”

Yang Fan snorted coldly: "I don't care who of you is yin, this time ......"

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

Counting the arrows flying in from the window, Yang Fan's eyes were sharp, and he quickly dodged sideways, shouting: "Climb down!" ”

He and Chen Wangting leaned against both sides of the window, clinging to the wall, "Master Yang, how can there be so many people?" Yang Fan didn't expect that so many people would come, and frowned and said, "Act when you have the opportunity." ”

More than 20 officers and soldiers outside, led by an adjutant envoy, fired at the window. The deputy envoy grimaced, and under the cover of the torches, he said fiercely: "Shoot me!" It's a bunch of thieves. Shoot to death meritocracy! ”

"Vice-Envoy! I brought the total adult here! ”

"What? Put the total coming? Who reported the letter? Hurry up and shoot me again! Bows and arrows swept through the windows of the inn. Not far away, the flames soared into the sky, and dozens of horses flew by. The leader was dressed in armor, and when he saw the arrows rushing into the sky, he quickly shouted: "Bastard! Don't! ”

Behind him, dozens of horsemen arrived in a hurry. The firearm handle always dismounted. It was to slap the envoy and shout: "Bastard, who told you to shoot an arrow!" Here's the governor's man, you coffin ghost! The body was a little strong, and it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he kicked on the man's body. He listened and there was no movement in the room. His face was bleeding, so he quickly sent someone in to check it.

The deputy envoy got up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, smiled gloomily, and stepped aside. Qian Qiye walked into the inn with a gloomy face, and said in a low voice: "It's really fucking unlucky." ”

The firelight followed, and the entire inn was illuminated. Qian Qiye suddenly saw two figures slowly walking down the stairs, so he clenched his fists and asked, "But Staff Officer Yang?" ”

"This official is in such a big battle, indiscriminately, he shoots indiscriminately into the house. If it weren't for the uniforms of the imperial court, I would really think that this Changsha Mansion was captured by thieves. ”

Qian Qiye's eyes lit up, and he said, "It's all Huang Yang, a damn coffin ghost, who has already scolded him." The man who gave the order to shoot the arrow was this bastard. He waved his hand and said, "Go upstairs and find out the thieves!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

A group of people all rushed upstairs to the wing. Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't break the box on the top!" ”

Qian Qiye immediately understood what Yang Fan meant. shouted: "The box on the top, the one who dares to find death dares to move, Lao Tzu will cut him!" He suddenly saw the counter tremble, and immediately strode over. He picked up the old man who was hiding in the cabinet and asked, "Who!" ”

"Seventh Master! It's a little old man. The shopkeeper here! ”

Qian Qiye's eyes widened, and he took the old man aside, and the officers and soldiers above poked their heads out and shouted, "My lord, eight people." All dead. Yang Fan frowned, it turned out that the six who died were all killed by Chen Wangting, and the other two, the leader and the knife hand, were estimated to have died under the random arrows just now.

"Carry the corpse out for me! I really ate the gall of a leopard, and I dared to enter the city to commit a crime! He couldn't hold his forehead a little, today the governor just gave an order to the Huguang Central Army and the general soldiers, asking them to cooperate with Yang Fan to pacify the Liukou in the Huguang area, but before he saw this "Ling Hebo" who was so miraculous, he was almost killed in the inn, and finally was almost shot to death by his own people, what is this called.

The torch burned, Qian Qiye grabbed an old man, threw it on the dead bodies lined up, and said, "Look at it, these people have never seen it!" ”

The old man shouted aggrievedly: "Seventh Master, you are good, let me go, let's buy and sell with a small capital, where have you seen these thieves." The torches crackled and burned, and Qian Qiye's face shone like a hellish Shura, gloomy and hideous.

"Old Tsubaki, you'd better take a closer look at me if I've seen anything in this pile of dead people. Show me clearly. Otherwise, I'll chop you up and feed it to the dogs! Qian Qiye threatened.

"No need to ask, these people are all Qi Tianhu's subordinates. I've already reviewed it. ”

"Monkey Tiger? It's really a narrow road, and I really ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and I dared to do it in the city. Dean Yang, what should I do? Qian Qiye couldn't save face, not only did he intervene tonight, but he almost helped him.

Yang Fan didn't say anything else, but walked over, squatted next to the old man, and asked, "It's so late, what are you doing hiding in the counter?" ”

"I'm ......," the old man shuddered, speechless. Take something? Looking at the ledger? In the middle of the night, it seems that it can't be said. The deputy envoy coughed his throat and said nonchalantly: "What can the old man do, it is estimated that he gets up in the middle of the night to pee at night." ”

Yang Fan turned his head and sneered: "There is a night pot in the house, and even if you want to go to the thatched house, it seems a little unreasonable to dress so neatly, right?" The old man was speechless and couldn't say anything about Yang Fan's question. Qian Qiye also understood people, and immediately knew that there was something greasy in it, so he pulled up the old man and said angrily: "Okay, you old Chuntou, you dare to deceive Lao Tzu in collusion with thieves, see if I don't kill you alive!" ”

Yang Fan squatted on the ground, looked at the eight corpses, and said coldly: "Mr. Qian, I don't know who took the lead in just releasing arrows into the house?" He dusted off his hands and asked calmly.

The torch burned a little hot, shining on Yang Fan's face, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth at all. (To be continued.) )