The old man snorted coldly, shifting Zhang Jia's attention to himself. At this time, a person who experienced the scene just now hurriedly ran to Zhang Jia's side and reported to Zhang Jia how Li Wu was killed.

While listening, Zhang Jia looked the old man Scarface up and down, and when he saw the eye-catching scar on the old man's face, he couldn't help but be stunned. But he is the one who is in charge here, and others can back down, but he cannot. So he cheered up and shouted to Ling Feng first: "Ling Feng, you bold thief!" I took you a lot, and you dared to kill an official and escape from prison. Do you want to rebel? ”

The old man with Scarface took over the conversation, and Dai Lingfeng replied: "If you take him well, you won't send him to prison and torture." Tomorrow he will be beheaded for public appearance! ”

Scarface's words aroused Ling Feng's thoughts. Originally, Ling Feng was quite unimpressed by the old man Scarface killing so many people. Now thinking of what has happened to me these days, I can't help but hate and say: "Yes, I am a good person, I have been wronged and beaten by you these days, and you still want to kill me now, is there still heavenly justice?" What exactly am I doing wrong? ”

The old man with Scarface stared at Zhang Jia coldly, and said Sen Ran: "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it, you people are going to die today!" ”

When Ling Feng heard this, he said in his heart: "This old man's words are big enough, it's hard to say whether he can escape or not, and he also said that these people will die today." "But thinking about it, Ling Feng knew that the reason why the old man Scarface was in his current predicament was all for himself. I can't help but be moved. is even closer to the old man Scarface.

Zhang Jia's eyes shot a cruel gaze, he was not a good person, and at this moment, he was aroused by the ferocity of the old man Scarface, and shouted: "Brothers, give it to me, there is no forgiveness for killing!" Having said that, Zhang Jia is not an unwise person, and his vision is not low. He could see that the old man with a scarface was a terrible master, although he himself was the number one in the huge city of Hangzhou, but for the sake of today, he could only win by relying on more people. Therefore, as soon as the words fell, Zhang Jia flew backwards first. He had to let his brothers drain Scarface's physical strength first, and then he would take action when Scarface ran out of physical strength. Although Zhang Jia's strategy was good, he still made a mistake.

When the jailers saw the boss coming, they suddenly had a backbone, and their spirits were all lifted. They all know that Zhang Jia's martial arts are good, and with him pressing the formation, it is not easy to deal with just two people. Therefore, after hearing Zhang Jia's order, they all rushed up with the weapons in their hands.

The old man with Scarface stood in the courtyard without fear, and when he saw the jailers rushing up, he didn't forget to tell Ling Feng: "Boy, try to follow me as closely as possible, protect your own vital points, don't be afraid of sticks, be careful of knives!" ”

The old man with Scarface began to move, the firewood knife on his waist had reached his hand at some point, and the knife flashed and broke into the shadow of a jailer who rushed to the front, and after a miserable scream, Ling Feng, who was following the old man with Scarface, found that the person's throat had been cut by the firewood knife...... The old man of Scarface ghostly shuttled among the jailers, like a tiger in a wolf pack, with a knife or a palm, or a knee or an elbow, and there was no one in place to go, and all those who were hit were killed with one blow. Ling Feng was able to keep up with the old man Scarface at first, but after a while, he couldn't keep up anymore. There was no way, only to face it alone, with his previous experience in group fighting, he dodged left and right in the crowd, mainly according to what the old man Scarface said, dodging knives, so he suffered a lot of sticks in the chaos. A knife didn't dodge and slashed into the arm. There was another person, seeing that the attack on the old man Scarface failed, he swung his knife and slashed at Ling Feng, Ling Feng had just dodged a knife that slashed at his waist, and watched the rapid and fast steel knife slash towards his face door with the sound of the wind, and when he closed his eyes, he knew that he couldn't dodge. At this moment, the old man Scarface appeared behind the man, pulled the man back, and killed the man with a single sword...... As soon as the battle began, it was nearing the end, and there were dozens of jailers in the courtyard just now, and now there were less than ten people left. The rest of the people had already been frightened and fled in all directions in the courtyard, but they were all caught up by the old man Scarface one by one and killed mercilessly...... The courtyard was littered with corpses.

The old man with Scarface was stained with the blood of the jailers, and he pressed towards the last person left in the courtyard step by step, Zhang Jia.

Zhang Jia's eyes flickered, his eyes were full of fear, and he no longer had the cold and murderous aura he had before. In Zhang Jia's eyes, where is the scar-faced old man in front of him, he is simply a devil.

Zhang Jia's mind was robbed, and he completely lost the courage to resist, and watched the old man Scarface approach step by step......

Ling Feng looked at the corpses everywhere, as if he felt that he was in purgatory, and the old man with a scarface was the murderer of hell.

At this time, the old man Scarface had already come to Zhang Jia, raised a firewood knife in his hand, and was about to slash at Zhang Jia. Suddenly, Ling Feng shouted, "Uncle, forget it!" Don't kill again. ”

The old man with Scarface looked away and looked at Ling Feng coldly, as if he wanted to ask Ling Feng for a reason.

Ling Feng continued: "He is not bad to me, he often brings me food, and he ...... it."

Before the words fell, the old man's firewood knife had already fallen, the knife flashed, and Zhang Jia screamed in pain: "Ah! ”

The old man with Scarface said, "Since this kid intercedes for you, the old man will spare your life." But thou hast done many wickednesses, and hast broken thy tendons as a punishment. and prevent you from doing evil in the future. ”

Zhang Jia finally saved his life because of his benevolence.

At this moment, the sound of hurried and orderly footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard, and occasionally the neighing of horses. It turned out that before Zhang Jia came, he had sent someone to report to the garrison yamen, and outside the gate was the army guarding the yamen.

The old man snorted coldly: "Hmph, the dog that can't be killed!" With that, he grabbed Ling Feng under his armpit, flew up to the room, and came to the city gate through the ridge, and put Ling Feng on the ground. At this time, the city gate was closed, and the old man Scarface took out the hook rope, hooked it on the city wall, and then picked up Ling Feng and climbed over the city gate, running all the way away.

The old man with Scarface ran as fast as a horse, and along the way, he crossed mountains and mountains, and Ling Feng was caught under his armpits, only feeling that his ears were windy and his breath was not smooth. and was caught by the old man's iron hoop-like arm, and if he wanted to move, he was bound to ascend to the sky.

After running for nearly thirty miles, the old man Scarface finally stopped and put Ling Feng on the grass. Ling Feng lay on the grass on all fours, breathing in the fresh air, and a thought arose in his heart, I am finally free! Before he had time to thank the old man Scarface, the corpses all over the place just now came to his mind, the purgatory-like experience, he suddenly had a ** that wanted to vomit, and then he vomited in a big gulp, almost emptying the contents of his stomach. After vomiting, he sat on the grass and gasped.