"Ma Baoyi!" Another officer next to him called him Ma Kuo's rank: "It's good to let the Jin people see how powerful the 'Little Guan Suo' is!" ”

"Zhou Yuhou, this is not very good!"

"Alright, alright!" The officer surnamed Zhou, the former secretary of the palace, patted Ma Kuo's shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile: "Li Bao, he has a sense of proportion in his hands, he can't hurt this barbarian, let's just wait to see a good show!" "This Zhou Yuhou is in stark contrast to Ma Kuo, compared to the black, thin, vigorous, and strong to the point of being a little rough Ma Kuo, he appears white, fat, nimble, and likable, like some kind of domesticated perfect domestic dog, dexterous, docile, and good at speculating on the intentions of his master, not so much a soldier, but a gorgeous ornament of some imperial capital. Even today, it is not difficult for readers to find his kind in their own surroundings - some kind of office director, secretary, or whatever. The reason he did this was to take this opportunity to take revenge on Li Bao and curry favor with his boss Gao Yu, who had hated him for a long time.

It should be said that the people of Tokyo have a characteristic common to the residents of big cities in ancient and modern times, that is, they like everything new, but they have a high-minded attitude towards these things that they do not know, and in their opinion, Bianjing is the center of this world, and everything in this world revolves around Bianjing, that is, their own. In that case, what's the point of bothering to figure out what "daikin" is? Anyway, compared to Bianjing, it's just an insignificant small tribe tens of thousands of miles away, what does it have to do with itself? That's how the people of Tokyo cheered for Kosando and Li Bao while being generous with such an idea.

In the field, Li Bao and Xiao Sanduo have already fallen for two rounds, and the experienced Li Bao did not rush to attack, but cautiously dodged and resisted the opponent's pounce. As a man who lives by performing Jiaojiao, he knows very well that his reputation as "No. 1 in Tokyo" is both his wealth and his weakness, and the people of Tokyo are the most fond of the new and hate the old, don't look at them now want to cheer loudly for themselves, and generously throw a handful of copper coins into the field, but if they lose to this Jurchen, I am afraid that they will turn their heads and laugh at their losses to a Hu man who doesn't know where they came from, but they are afraid that the business of this Jiaojiao will plummet, and they have not managed any industry on weekdays, and the fate at that time can be imagined.

Xiao Sanduo's several pounces were either dodged by Li Bao or skillfully unloaded with power. He gradually became agitated, and suddenly, he jumped back sharply, stretched out his finger and pointed at Li Bao and shouted loudly in an unfamiliar language.

"What is this Hu Man talking about? Could it be that you are crazy? Xue Liangyu looked at Zhou Ping with an inquiring gaze, and Zhou Ping also shook his head blankly, secretly wondering how he could understand the Jurchen words.

"This guy is speaking Khitan dialect!" A voice came from the crowd of onlookers, and everyone's eyes looked at the place where the voice came from, only to see that it was a middle-aged fat man dressed as a businessman who spoke, and he went on to explain: "This guy said; 'You're not a good man, you're just hiding, you don't dare to fight him!' Speaking of this, he turned his head to Xiao Sanduo and asked two more questions in Khitan dialect, Xiao Sanduo nodded fiercely, stretched out a finger and pointed at Li Bao, then stood up and shook it, with a disdainful smile on his face.

The onlookers let out a burst of scolding, angry that their heroes had been insulted by outsiders. It turned out that it was very difficult for the Jurchens to find their own people who could speak Chinese, but there were a lot of people who could find the Khitan language, and this small scattered more than a few simple Chinese conversations were learned along the way, and the smoothest Khitan dialect was spoken in a hurry.

Li Bao was furious when he heard this, but he had been rolling in the market for a long time, and he had been through hardships for a long time, and his joy and anger were not in color. He said to the businessman: "This big brother, please pass on a word for me, if I take a step back next, Li Bao will lose, and I will kowtow to him ten times in front of everyone!" ”

After the merchant finished translating Li Bao's words, the onlookers applauded in unison, and Xiao Sanduo's face showed a solemn look, and he did not pounce immediately, but circled around Li Bao a few times. Suddenly, Xiao Sanduo shouted, like a thunderclap in the ground, and pounced, Li Bao stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the other party's arm, and with a slight turn, he unloaded the opponent's momentum for three or four points, and then twisted into a ball. Sweat seeped from the steaming skin of the two, and the lighting around the venue shone on them with fire, dissipating light. The iron arms creaked the bones of the two men, and the two men clenched their teeth and made a piercing gnashing sound, and heavy stomping could be heard on the ground paved with fine sand. After a while, the two men stood motionless again, like a group of stone statues. The audience took a deep breath and watched the bulging muscles of the shoulders, backs, and legs of the two people, but this stalemate did not last long, Li Bao's steel-like arms were slowly but irresistibly clamping, Xiao Sanduo's breathing became rapid, his eyes bulged out, and his throat made more than begging for mercy or crying for help. Suddenly, the sound became hoarse, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Quickly let go, let go, this is the envoy of the Jin Kingdom!" There was a panicked shout from outside the crowd, Li Bao let go of his arms in a little panic, but it was too late, Xiao Sanduo's body seemed to have been drained of bones, and he collapsed on the ground, his body twitched violently, obviously death was not far from him.

Ma Kuo pushed away the crowd and rushed into the venue, shouting loudly while helping Xiao Sanduo on the ground: "Zhou Yuhou, please come quickly!" But the Grim Reaper had already rushed to the front, and a dying spasm passed through Xiao Sanduo's body, and the head of the Jurchen envoy hung down, dead.

That Zhou Yuhou walked into the crowd, not enough and did not act according to Ma Kuo's orders, he looked at Xiao Sanduo on the ground, and sneered at Li Bao, who was stunned there: "Okay, you Li Bao, you dare to hurt people without permission, and you are still the envoy of the Jin people!" ”

"I—I didn't mean to, I didn't stop my hand just now, and besides, he forced me—" Li Bao replied in a speechless manner. Zhou Yuhou sneered and shouted: "You go and explain to Kaifeng Mansion, come on, take this guy down for me!" ”

"Whoa!" There was a thunderous shout behind Zhou Yuhou, but it was the four palace guards who drew their swords out of the sheath and forced Li Bao, who stood there in a daze, looking like he was about to be arrested.

"'Little Guansuo' run!" There was a shout from the crowd, almost a colleague, and one of the guards let out a scream, dropped his saber, and reached out to cover his forehead, and the sharp-eyed man could see blood gushing out from between his fingers. Li Bao woke up like a dream and rushed out of the crowd.

"Shiro, what are you going to do?" In the crowd, Zhou Ping's eyes widened, looking at Xue Liangyu who was triumphant on the side, still holding a few stones in his hand, obviously he shouted that voice just now, and the flying stone injured the soldier.

"Save people! You can't watch such a good man being sent to Kaifeng Mansion to eat in prison because he killed a Hu man, right? ”

"Nonsense! This is a golden envoy, you know? ”

"So what? It's just a Hu person, our Xue family killed the Hu people when they were in Hedong Mansion, but there was a reward! ”

"You-" Zhou Ping, who was so angry by the other party's sophistry that he couldn't speak, kicked Xue Liangyu viciously, but the other party looked at him as if nothing happened, and after a while, Zhou Ping snorted, turned around and walked to the right, Xue Liangyu hurriedly followed, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhou Ping replied angrily: "A good person will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the west, that 'Xiao Guan Suo' doesn't even have a blanket on his body now, we have to help him!" ”

"Ah Ping, I know that you are not the kind of bastard who will not save you when you die, you are worthy of my second brother's Lang Party!" Xue Liangyu, who was surprised, patted Zhou Ping's shoulder, followed, and then asked, "But Tokyo is so big, where are we going to find him?" ”

Zhou Ping looked at the empty surroundings, the audience had long been frightened by the big events that had just happened, and the corpses of Xiao Sanduo were also collected away, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground. He pointed to the small building where the two golden men looked at the corner and said, "If I am Li Bao, I will come back later, let's wait there and see." ”

"Come back? How can it be? Isn't that self-defeating? ”

"Huh!" Zhou Ping smiled slightly and explained: "This Li Bao is quite famous in Tokyo, and there must be many people in his residence who know that he has nothing to do now, whether he escapes from Tokyo or finds a place to avoid the limelight, he has to have some money, but at this juncture, his residence must be watched by a servant, and if he finds a friend to borrow it, he is afraid of being taken out of his head." On the contrary, here, no one would have thought that he would come back, and tonight's share of the money and his clothes are still in the hut, and no one has moved, which is a good opportunity.

"Really?" Xue Liangyu looked around suspiciously, and at this time, the torches around the field had been extinguished a lot in the chaos just now, and only one was still burning, as Zhou Ping said, the field was empty. After about half a cup of tea, a figure appeared from the corner of the street, looking left and right, and cautiously touched the thatched hut, vaguely Li Bao's appearance. Xue Liangyu stretched out his thumb to Zhou Ping in admiration, Zhou Ping smiled and said in a low voice: "You are a few steps behind me, I will talk to him, don't scare him away!" At this time, he was already completely giving orders, and Xue Liangyu didn't think it was wrong.