The sky was white, and an inconspicuous small inner courtyard in Pingcheng was lit up, with candlelight flickering and a large number of people.

The room was full of wine, and six men were eating and chatting around the table, talking about meat jokes, laughing from time to time, and the voices were loud, and there were guys within everyone's reach.

A big man with five big and three thick and strong people sat on the bench, his face was full of scruff, and he didn't know if he hadn't washed it for a few days, he bent his long legs on the stool, grabbed a piece of sauce beef with his bare hands and stuffed it into his mouth full of yellow teeth, and twisted the wine jar to suppress his head and drink, but unfortunately the remaining wine in the wine jar obviously could not meet his huge amount of alcohol, the man shook it dissatisfiedly, and threw the empty jar in the corner with a few empty jars as a pile.

"I said open your head, you see this wine is gone again, when will you be able to drink it to your heart's content." The man complained that if he wanted to go out and play in this place where birds don't poop, he couldn't take a good drink.

A man with a thief's eyebrows next to him stared at him, threw a peanut into his mouth and ate it, and shouted, "You haven't drunk the most or not been happy?" Most of this is for you to drink. ”

The man's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What? Lao Tzu wants to drink too much and drink too little, do you want to take care of it? ”

The man grinned: "Brother Hu, don't be angry, I don't love this, little brother, if you want me to get some wine to drink." ”

"Cut, that's what girls drink, how can there be spirits." Men despise it, and he can't get used to this surnamed Yu, who is obviously a man but is like a girl, and likes women's things.

The thief's eyes flashed, he knew that Hu Hao had always looked down on him, and he had the heart to get angry, and when he saw the other party's five big and three thick arms, he had to endure it alive, and he ate as if nothing happened, and said with a smile: "Brother Hu's heroic and heroic little brother can't compare, I just want to taste what the wine that the nobles drink tastes like, I didn't expect that there is wine for sale in this place where birds don't......"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on a man sitting on the top, which was obviously addressed to him.

Liu Zhong sat aside, listened to the gossip of an ear, but he was helpless, in order not to reveal his identity, he gave up the dead soldiers in the family, because if the dead soldiers in the family were caught, people would always find out some clues, and it was his big sin to implicate Liufu in the capital.

These people are different, they are all outlaws, killing people without blinking, as long as there is money to kill people and set fires.

It is precisely because of the outlaw's nature that is dissipated, tyrannical, and unrestrained, that he racks his brains to eat and drink, that Hu Hao is a thorn, he wants to eat and drink, and he has to drink to the fullest? Let you have fun, who will do things for Lao Tzu?

Which Yu Zhiqiang, a sour villain, wants wine, hum! I don't look at who I am.

Liu Zhong picked up the bowl and said to a few people: "I have worked hard to do this, the younger brother has thanked everyone here in advance, and the younger brother promises that as long as this thing is done, the younger brother will definitely repay you on the day he returns to Beijing, and the silver, wine, and beauties are inexhaustible." ”

Yu Zhiqiang picked up the bowl and smiled, knowing that there was no way to drink wine, so he followed the entertainment: "Brother Zhang is polite, the younger brother admires the purest and filial person the most, and listens to you for everything." ”

Although Hu Hao was dissatisfied, he also dried up the wine, and the face of the gold owner had to be given. They understand in their hearts that the identity behind this surnamed Zhang who made a lot of money to let them do this kind of thing must not be simple, he has taken over such a thing for the first time in so many years, because Lao Tzu surnamed Zhang is seriously ill and must kill the seven-year-old and four-month-old child here to recover?

The rich and noble have all the things that have lost their conscience, filial piety? I'm sorry, I don't believe this reason, but it's okay! As long as he has money, he will do anything.

Since Brother Zhang is Liu Zhong, how can he let people know his real name and identity when doing this kind of thing.

Liu Zhong smiled, "It's going to be dawn soon, and you're going to work hard again, let's get things done as soon as possible and go back to enjoy happiness as soon as possible, but why didn't Deng Er return all night last night?" ”

"That Deng Er, his brain is in the trouser stall, he must have slept in which little widow's house last night, I heard that he slept with his sister-in-law at home before, haha~" A man opened his mouth and laughed when he said Deng Er's glorious deeds, his eyes revealed evil light, and he was obviously a fellow believer.

Suddenly, the room full of people grinned, obviously knowing Deng Er very well.

As he spoke, the door creaked, and another man came in, the man's sleepy eyes were sparse and his face was full of resentment, and as soon as he came in, he grabbed the table directly and poured the remaining wine into his mouth, and said: "That Wan Datou, I don't know what I ate, I pulled it all night, and I didn't even sleep well with Lao Tzu, I really want to kill him." ”

"Brother Luo is angry, they all complain about Zhang, and they have wronged everyone because of the small residence." Liu Zhong persuaded him wrongly, he didn't care whether he fought or not, it was none of his business whether he died or lived, he only cared about the big trouble affecting the business.

Wan Datou came to Pingcheng to find it, and thanks to this No. 1 person, he got the roster from his brother-in-law who had been a master, otherwise they would still be wandering around.

After a while, people came in one after another, there were as many as fifteen or sixteen, Liu Zhong counted them, except for Deng Er, who was sleeping in the widow's house, and Wan Datou, who was squatting in the thatched pit, the rest of the people were all here, and they were preparing to arrange today's tasks.

"We've done a lot these days, there are still a few towns that we haven't gotten to, there are still many places in Pingcheng, let's ......" Liu Zhong arranged in an orderly manner, he didn't do it in the whole range, how many seven-year-old and four-year-old children in the whole range of Pingcheng must be, he didn't kill him first, and it was easier to be exposed, so he just searched where he found Zhang Dong and Cen Yin, and radiated several surrounding villages, so it was foolproof.

In short, victory is at hand.

In the thatched house, Wan Datou endured the stench of the smoky squatting alone, he was really unlucky, I didn't know what he ate yesterday and pulled it all night, running the thatched house and squatting in the thatched pit, he was uncomfortable.

It was a long time before I felt that my stomach was better, and I stood up slowly, ready to lift my pants, when I suddenly heard a slight sound behind me.

It is the sound of falling over the wall.

Like-minded people??

Who will climb over the wall if there is a door that does not leave? Unless......

Wan Da was a spirit, his mind was half clear, and he couldn't help but close his breath and carefully look out through the gap, just one glance made his eyes suddenly increase, his heart was frightened, and he didn't dare to make any sound.

The door opened at some point, and people kept coming in from outside, all holding the guys masked, with cloths wrapped around their feet, and walking without making any sound.

There were also people who were being escorted, their faces were covered with blood, Wan Datou couldn't help but take a closer look and found that it was Deng Er, who had not returned overnight, and it turned out that he was not sleeping in the widow's house.

Deng Er was escorted away, his hands tied behind his back, his mouth was stuffed with cloth dumplings, the scars on his face were horrible, and the blood marks were pasted on his face, which made people understand at a glance how inhuman torture he was last night. Under the leadership of Deng Er, more than 20 people slowly approached the main house, silently, and the people in the room did not react, it seemed that they had not yet discovered the invasion of foreign enemies.

Wan Datou is so panicked! He closed his mouth tightly and didn't dare to make any sound, his thighs trembled, and before he could knot his pants slip down, he felt that his crotch was cold, and the wind blew PP cold, and his heart was even cooler.

It's over, it's over.