Da Xiong kicked Nangong Thirteen in the house, Wang Wu was outside, Wang Wu was one of the few people who knew more about the Shenyu team, when Nangong Thirteen angered Da Xiong, Wang Wu guessed Nangong Thirteen's intentions, but Wang Wu didn't move, he believed in Da Xiong's heart, and he didn't mean to go in at all.

Therefore, he saw the reconciliation of the two brothers, and showed a relieved smile, at this moment, he saw a figure, this figure was sneaky, Wang Wu felt that something was wrong, and immediately chased after him, he didn't expect the other party to be particularly cunning, and he ran fast.

Wang Wu was led, and soon ran out of Nangong Mansion and came to a desolate courtyard, where the person being chased was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, a figure ran on the wall, and several people pulled a large net and jumped on the roof, covering the sky of the entire courtyard with a net.

Before chasing after him, Wang Wu knew that this was a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, but he would get the tiger without entering the tiger's den. Wang Wu, who is a master of art, doesn't care what the other party does, he just wants to know, what does the other party want to do?

As soon as he saw this posture, Wang Wu knew that these people wanted to kill him here. When he came out of Nangong Mansion, he didn't bring a Xuantie spear. Wang Cheng jumped up, grabbed the big net with both hands, and was about to tear the net apart, however, with Wang Wu's strength, even if he added the tensiness of the inner family, he did not tear the net apart.

At this time, the door of the small courtyard was opened, and more than 20 people came in, all carrying a wooden barrel in their hands, and the wooden barrel contained vegetable oil. After these people came in, they quickly threw the barrel towards Wang Wu.

Wang Wu punched and kicked the wooden barrel beautifully, and some of the strength was not mastered well, the wooden barrel was broken, the oil splashed all over the sky, and the feet began to slip more and more, and a lot of oil was stuck to his body.

It seemed that the other party was going to attack with fire, Wang Wu guessed it, and patrolled the surroundings while fighting, finding the way. At this moment, the attack suddenly stopped, and a person walked in, this person was a little fat, but Wang Wu knew, he was Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen is a product of the Song Dynasty's emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, he does not know martial arts, but he is an object that cannot be underestimated by a martial artist.

"I'm going to talk to you, like a friend."

Wang Wu stopped and walked towards Wang Zhen, he walked very slowly, which made Wang Zhen's guards very nervous, and they aimed their crossbow arrows at Wang Wu with crossbow arrows in their hands. It wasn't until Wang Wu stopped that these people breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, Wang Wu was already five steps away from Wang Zhen and could look him in the eyes.

"If you resist, you will die here today, why do you do such a decisive thing?"

Wang Wu smiled when he heard this: "Before I die, I will kill you." ”

When Wang Zhen heard this, he smiled and said, "Wang Wu, you are a smart person, you know what you said, you can't do it yet." “

Wang Wu also smiled, he will do what he can't do, betrayal, violates Wang Wu's principles of life, Wang Wu is a well-behaved person, willing to abide by the morality and etiquette of this time, loyal ministers do not matter to the two masters, one daughter does not marry two husbands, in Wang Wu's eyes, these are the most basic and cannot be violated. Let him surrender and change hands, which made Wang Wu sound like it was all a joke.

At this distance, Wang Wu was confident that Wang Zhen was captured.

However, Wang Zhen was more cunning than Wang Wu thought, and he appeared here just to lure Wang Wu closer, because the closer the crossbow arrows were, the more difficult it was to dodge. Just when Wang Wu was about to capture the thief and capture the king first, Wang Zhen gave the order to attack faster than him. (To be continued.) )