Yang Yifei spread his hands and said, "What else can I do when I come to this prison?" Of course, it is to save you, when I was hungry and cold, you invited me to eat and drink, and you gave me a meal, and now I save your life, it should be repaid. ”

Mao Shibai couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and said: "A meal of wine and food that doesn't cost a penny will be exchanged for a life, I have made a lot of money, hahaha......"

After laughing, Mao Eighteen looked full, hugged his fists and said: "Brother Yang is high-spirited and bright, and he doesn't want to coerce him to repay him, but Mao Eighteen is not a person who doesn't know what to do. ”

Mao Eighteen is a straight person, but it doesn't mean that he is stupid, a meal or something, just listen to the joke, if he is serious, then he really doesn't know what to do.

Yang Yifei smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Mao is serious, Yang respects you as a good man, and he doesn't want you to die under the Tartar knife, so he came to the rescue." ”

"Although we haven't been together for a while, I feel that I have a similar temperament with Brother Mao, if Brother Mao is my friend, I don't want to mention any life-saving grace."

Mao Shibai was secretly moved when he heard this, patted Yang Yifei on the shoulder, and didn't say more, only said loudly: "Okay, I, Mao Shiba, can meet a good brother like you, it's really a blessing for three lives." ”

Yang Yifei smiled happily: "Each other." ”

Mao Shibai nodded with a smile, glanced at the automatic pistol in Yang Yifei's hand, and asked with great interest: "Brother Yang, what kind of treasure are you?" It is even more powerful than the insinuations and rainstorm pear blossom needles of the legendary Tang Gate. ”

Yang Yifei raised the automatic pistol and said with a smile: "The name of this thing is 'Thunderbolt Soul Chasing Gun', which is a large-scale killing weapon that has been successfully manufactured by the wisdom of my 'Thunderbolt Hall' for several generations, after a hundred years of accumulation, and it took thirty years to succeed. ”

"It's a special kind of musket, there is only one in the world, and I can't find a second one, and no one can make a second one."

Mao Eighteen nodded unconsciously, and then said in surprise: "The Perak Hall was destroyed by the Mongols as early as the Yuan Dynasty, and I didn't expect that there were still heirs alive, and I met it, how fortunate is Mao Eighteen." ”

A faint look of surprise flashed in Yang Yifei's eyes, Thunderbolt Hall or something, he said it casually, after all, this sect mostly appeared in the novels of Gu Long and Wen Ruian, and it was not mentioned in the Golden Book.

The only thing that can be related to Jin Shu is that there was such a school in the stand-alone game "The Legend of Jin Yong's Heroes", and it is still on an overseas island.

I can't imagine that there really was such a sect in this world, and it was destroyed in the Yuan Dynasty, which is really crooked.

In this way, the problem of his identity and origin is solved, and the skills he will show in the future have the most perfect footnote.

As a demoman of the special commando, he is naturally best at making all kinds of explosives, although the conditions of this era are limited, but it is not too simple for him to get some black powder and make something like "thunderbolts".

After communicating with Mao Shiba, Yang Yifei looked at Wei Xiaobao behind him and said, "Little brother, we met again, could it be that you are also here to save Brother Mao?" ”

Mao 18 smiled and said, "That's not it, I don't know this little brother, how could he come to save me?" He came to save him, but by chance, the cell key fell into my hands. ”

"Oh? Your little friend was also caught? But you don't know what crime you have committed? Yang Yifei asked knowingly.

When Wei Xiaobao heard this, he woke up like a dream, and immediately jumped up, "Shuang'er didn't commit a crime, she was affected by the dealer." ”

"Banker?" Yang Yifei nodded thoughtfully, he thought of something, it seemed that this was an opportunity......

Wei Xiaobao held the cell key in his hand, rushed to the cell where Shuang'er was held inside, and said to Shuang'er happily while unlocking the lock: "There is salvation, there is salvation, this time there is salvation, Shuang'er, I will save you immediately." ”

The delicate and lovely Shuang'er in the cell also said happily: "You let the old man and the third young grandmother out, right?" ”

Wei Xiaobao paused, showing hesitation, not that he was unwilling to save the Zhuang family, but that he didn't dare.

Shuang'er is just an insignificant dealer maid, if you only save Shuang'er alone, the goal is smaller, hide wherever you want, and it will be okay when the limelight passes.

But if all the dozens of people in the dealer are released, the target will be too big, and they will definitely be targeted by the Tartars, and sooner or later they will die, and there will be no way to settle them.

Yang Yifei ignored Wei Xiaobao, and turned to Mao Shiba: "Brother Mao, I have prepared the carriage outside, and we will go to Desheng Mountain together in a while, waiting to meet Brother Wu." ”

"You go to the door to control the wind, pay attention to whether there is an official errand coming, and I will say a few words to the Zhuang family."

Mao Shiba's heart is now thinking about the battle with Wu Liuqi, and when he heard that Yang Yifei was fully prepared, he said happily: "Okay, I'll go and guard, Brother Yang, you hurry up, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." ”

"Don't worry, I know it." After Yang Yifei finished speaking, he walked down the corridor of the cell and walked inside.

Mao 18 picked up two oxtail knives from the ground, went up the steps, and ran towards the gate, seeing the corpses of the Qing soldiers along the way, he couldn't help but secretly speak.

It is worthy of being a legendary sect with the same name as the secret weapons of the Tang Sect, and the firearms of the Thunderbolt Hall really live up to its reputation.

Yang Yifei walked to the center of the cell and asked in a loud voice, "Dare to ask if it is Mr. Zhuang Yuncheng's family who is being detained here?" ”

In the innermost cell on the left, an old man with gray hair leaned to the edge of the cell and said quickly: "Old man Zhuang Yuncheng, I don't know what the chivalrous man has to say?" ”

Yang Yifei walked in front of Zhuang Yuncheng by bypassing Wei Xiaobao, who was looking at him as if he was waiting for his arrangement.

Looking at Zhuang Yuncheng with an old face, Yang Yifei sighed secretly and said, "Mr. Zhuang, apart from Yangzhou City Zhuangfu, do you have any other accommodation?" ”

Zhuang Yuncheng nodded when he heard this, and said: "Yes, I am from Haizhou, and I came to settle in Yangzhou more than ten years ago, and there is an old house at the foot of Kongwang Mountain in Haizhou. ”

"But it has been uncared for for more than ten years, and it is inaccessible, and it has been abandoned for a long time."

Yang Yifei secretly thought in his heart, Haizhou is the only way for Yangzhou to go to the capital, and the government will inevitably pass through here if the government wants to escort the Zhuang family into Beijing.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifei had a plan in his heart, and he smiled at Zhuang Yuncheng and said, "Okay, it's good to be deserted for a long time, and it's better to be inaccessible." ”

Zhuang Yuncheng said cautiously: "What do you mean? ”

Yang Yifei said with a straight face: "I still have to grieve Mr. Zhuang and you to suffer for a little longer, at this moment the curfew time is approaching, if you are let out now, it will harm you, you are all old and weak women and children in this business, and you can't escape the pursuit of the Tartars at all." ”

"It's better to stay in prison with peace of mind, let the Tartars 'escort' you to the capital, Haizhou is the only way to enter Beijing, and I will set up an ambush near there to rescue you, and then you can return to the old house to hide, what does the old gentleman think?"

The dealer was overjoyed when he heard this, and he couldn't imagine that this chivalrous warrior who easily killed hundreds of Qing soldiers was willing to save them, which was really a savior from heaven.

Zhuang Yuncheng was desperate, and he was overjoyed, and said busily: "The chivalrous man is thoughtful, but with the chivalrous master, the dozens of lives of the Zhuang family are entrusted to the chivalry." ”

Yang Yifei nodded, looked at the corpses of the Qing soldiers in the prison, and said: "Friends of the dealer, listen well, so many Qing soldiers have died here, and someone will come to investigate the case at that time, if you ask what happened in your prison, you need to say so......"