In the backyard of a bustling shop in the outer city of the imperial city, dozens of tall men with bulging temples were surrounded by water, and their eyes were scanned around.

In the courtyard, more than a dozen old and young people were standing or sitting, and an old man covered in blood was lying on the side, and four little girls were shivering around them.

The old man is none other than Wu Fu!

At the top of the steps, two gorgeously dressed teenagers stared at Wu Fu with gloomy faces, and their tones were extremely impatient.

If Wu Ming was here, he would definitely recognize that the two were Jiang Xiu and Wang Lin, who had a 'little holiday' with him.

"The old guy has a really hard mouth, bring a few little ladies here!"

Wang Lin said fiercely.

A big man walked towards Qu Ying in response, grabbed her hair with one hand, and dragged her to the front fiercely, without any pity for the jade.

"You...... Don't touch the children......"

Wu Fu was out of breath and trembled, even though his face was covered with blood, he still didn't forget to protect the four daughters.

In the past month or so, he has often gone out to inspect several shops under the name of the palace, and because the girls are more careful, Qu Ying and the three girls will accompany him to take care of them.

In the past, he was accompanied by Hu Cang, but today's Wangfu Elementary School has not had any problems, who would have thought that he would be blocked by Jiang and Wang today.

"Old and crippled, I can't protect myself, and I still want to save others?"

Dahan kicked Wu Fu over and threw Qu Ying under the steps casually.

"Don't, don't beat Fu Bo, do you still have a king's law to do this? This is the capital, the foot of the Son of Heaven...... Ahh

Wang Lin casually whipped Qu Ying's immature face, sneered again and again, and said, "Wang Fa? Lao Tzu is Wang Fa!"

"Brother Wang, is this too much? How can this old guy say that he used to be a strong soldier, and we are just dealing with Wu Ming......"

Jiang Xiu showed hesitation and scruples.

"Afraid of what?"

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows, waved his hand fiercely, and whipped it down, shattering Qu Ying's clothes, staring at the blood-red white and tender skin, and laughing, "Brother Jiang, that little bastard made us lose such a big face in front of the young people in the capital, and after returning home, we were grounded by the old men for more than a month, and we were beaten by the board, can you bear this breath?"

Jiang Xiu's face was struggling, his eyes flickered a few times, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"Besides, this old cripple is that little bastard's dog minion, and Young Master Ben just wants him to know that he will provoke the fate of Ben Shao!"

Hearing this, Jiang Xiu still wanted to persuade him, so he swallowed it back.

As a soldier, of course he knew that if he did this, it would be easy to leave a handle, but when he thought of the humiliation of being suppressed by Jia Zhengjing and Qi Kai that day, and the punishment he received after returning home, he couldn't help but be angry.

All of this is thanks to Wu Ming!

He was just implicated, but Wang Lin was really humiliated in public, and every time he thought of the events of that night, he almost exploded his lungs, and he didn't want to retaliate all the time.

Now that I have seized the opportunity, there are also masters who give advice, and I am really sleepy and someone sends away the pillow.

"Are the deeds ready?"

Jiang Xiu turned his head, not wanting to see Wang Lin humiliate Qu Ying again.

As the heir of the soldier family, and boasting of being the home of the ancestor of the soldier, Jiang Xiu actually looked down on nouveau riche like Wang Lin or Yinghoufu in his heart.

If it weren't for being moved this time, I wouldn't have been involved in anything.

"Back to the fourth young master, everything is ready, nothing is missing!"

An old man dressed as a bookkeeper said respectfully while holding a stack of books and books.

"Check again, there can be no mistakes!"

Jiang Xiu commanded in a deep voice.

"Little Hou Ye don't have to worry, the old man's hands and feet, there will never be any problems, the old man has been operating these shops for five years, even if he closes his eyes, he knows what to buy and what to ship, everything is well understood. This lawsuit, whether it is to the Beijing Mansion or Dali Temple, is no problem. ”

In the oblique thorn, an old Confucian with a sickly face walked out, and it was Zhang Shun.

"Hear that, Brother Jiang, let's take care of this matter, at most we will sentence an abusive lynching, which is nothing more than paying some medical expenses!

Wang Lin whipped Qu Ying without a whip, and looked at the delicate body that was gradually revealed.

Qu Ying's silver teeth clenched, and she didn't say a word, but she didn't know her stubborn appearance, as well as the white and tender body stained with blood, which stimulated people's senses even more.

"Hehe, aren't you afraid, are you? Very good, bring those little ladies here!"

Wang Lin smiled suspiciously, shook his hand and flicked the leather whip, wrapped it around Wu Fu's neck, coldly dragged him to him, looked at Qu Ying and the four daughters evilly, and gently shook the leather whip, "If you want this old guy not to be beaten, take off my clothes obediently!"

"Hahaha, the young master really respects the old and loves the young, it's rare that the young master of my family is merciful, take it off quickly, take it off quickly!"

The big men laughed wildly, their lustful eyes, and they glanced at the four girls back and forth playfully, as if they were looking at the little lamb that had been stripped naked!

"Girl, don't worry about me, you must live well......"

Wu Fu's face was gloomy, and the brilliance in his eyes seemed to be dim and almost disappeared.

"A handful of old bones, I don't know how to stop, come on, feed him a heart protection pill, don't die, when the time comes, it won't look good if you go to court!"

Wang Lin saw that Wu Fu had a will to die, and he was cold.

"Cheap you old ghost!"

A big man pinched the corner of Wu Fu's mouth, brutally stuffed a pill, and dissolved it with true qi.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, and besides, I'm not forcing you!"

Wang Lin swept over the four women, and the leather whip swayed towards Wu Fu.

"Don't hit Fauber, don't touch my sister, I'll take it off!"

Qu Ying gritted her silver teeth and reached out to the button, which was already a few.

"Hahaha!"

The crowd laughed wildly without mercy.

"Girl, don't, don't, woo, you wolves ...... lungs"

Wu Fu was in tears, angry and angry.

"Old dog, dare to scold uncle?"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked over by a big man and curled up in the corner speechless.

"You don't talk about credit!"

Qu Ying trembled and covered her dirty clothes, her eyes full of anger and humiliation.

"Oh, Young Master Ben didn't talk about credit, what I said was that I didn't beat this old dog, but I didn't say that I wouldn't let my subordinates beat him!

Also, what I'm saying is that you all got off, so you didn't beat him, it's you who don't talk about credit first, no wonder me!"

Wang Lin was proud, causing all his subordinates to laugh again and again.

"You ......"

The four girls wept in despair, filled with grief and anger.

"I'll slaughter you brute!"

At this moment, a roar came, and the violent wind whistled and rolled up a large cloud of smoke and dust, and the shape of a tiger could be vaguely seen, rushing towards Wang Lin.

"Hey, it's finally here, Young Master Ben thought that little bastard would be a shrunken turtle!"

Wang Lin was not in a panic, and sat upright for a long time.

"Bold!"

In the oblique stab, four middle-aged powerhouses flew up, swords came out together, and the strong aura instantly suppressed the tiger phantom, revealing the person inside, it was Hu Qing!

"Wu Jiajun Crazy Tiger Hu Qing!"

Jiang Xiu's pupils shrank, and his face was slightly cold.

"Young master, rest assured, although this person is a good hand among the artistic conception martial artists, but he is only a realm of will, and he has a stubborn disease, his strength is less than seventy percent of the peak, and there is no spirit soldier in hand, four of them at the same level can easily take it down!"

A tall and thin old man of fifty years old, with a white face and beard, glanced at him coldly.

"What Mr. Peng said is good. As a soldier, I don't know how to make a decision, I think, this is not a mad tiger, but a stupid cat!"

Wang Lin was proud, as if he was the one who laid the trap.

Boom Boom!

As the old man said, the terrifying movement only lasted for a few breaths, even if Hu Qing tried his best, he did not hold on for a few rounds under the siege of four opponents of the same rank who were waiting for work, and he was beaten and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Shout!

It's just that when he fell to the ground, he was punched and slapped, and an arrow was released.

"Little Tiger ......"

Wu Fu closed his eyes in pain.

"Wasted!"

Wang Lin didn't look at Hu Qing, who was twisted to the front, and waved his hand disdainfully, as if he was driving away flies.

As for the ringing arrow, I didn't care at all, I wished that Wu Ming would come early and humiliate him.

"No, the law of the Great Song Dynasty, all artistic conception warriors are the pillars of the country, don't waste lightly, temporarily imprisoned, and wait for that kid to come and fall together!

Jiang Xiu stopped in a cold voice.

It is nothing to lay a trap and deal with a few old and weak, sick and disabled, there is always room to turn around afterwards, and everything is properly arranged, and they take advantage of it.

But in the capital, abolishing an artistic conception warrior at will is not something anyone can afford.

He was sure that once he did this, within an hour, the people of the Fa family would come to the door.

"Hmph, whatever you want, I'm wondering, what are you afraid of? Even if it's scrapped, isn't it just going to the border for a few years? I'm still afraid that he won't do it, and I just have an excuse to clean him up. ”

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, obviously jealous, but he didn't lose his share in his mouth.

"Uncle Tiger, Uncle Tiger!"

The four girls crawled to Hu Qing, who was thrown in a corner, but was driven back by the leather whip, and was still forced to take off their clothes.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Uncle Tiger is useless, he can't save you, I'm ashamed to tell the little prince!"

Hu Qinghu's eyes were full of tears, coughing up blood at the corners of his mouth, and he was full of guilt.

Everyone watched coldly, as if they were watching an inexplicable show.

Bones!

Time passed little by little, about half an hour or so, and the ground trembled slightly, as if a large group of people passed by.

"Hey, is it possible that this kid can't move to save the soldiers?"

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Xiu's eyes, and he vaguely regretted it.

"Hmph, Brother Jiang, don't worry, those few have been arranged, where will the little mongrel move the rescuers?"

Wang Lin didn't seem to care, but his body suddenly tensed a little.

"Young master, that kid is here, he brought twelve carriages, and a group of half-sized children, the leader of the team is a lame man, it should be the left-handed knife Chai Qing, one of the three artistic conception masters of Wu Wangfu!"

A guard rushed to the courtyard and shouted a loud report.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Twelve carriages, what are the little bastards for? and what about the one-eyed old ghost?"

Wang Lin was deeply impressed by Hu Cang and hated it deeply.

"Young master, don't worry, with the old man and Brother Peng Quan, even if the fire fox is at its peak, it can be easily won, not to mention that now he has a lack of hands and eyes, and he can't go further in this life, you can rest assured!"

At this time, the old man who had been behind Wang Lin said indifferently.