"Ding! Congratulations on completing the quest to protect the soon-to-be-burned Bao Zhilin, with a completion rate of 80% and a system reward of 2400 cultivation points! ”

After half a night of fighting, the fire was finally extinguished by everyone. Because Ye Xuan's early discovery prevented the gang of thieves from continuing to release rockets, Bao Zhilin only burned a small part of the gate and the front yard and not all of them, which was a great luck in misfortune.

Even so, everyone was not happy at all, and one by one sat on the steps in front of the courtyard with blackened faces from smoke, and sat in a daze with blank eyes.

It was getting dark, and before I knew it, several people were sitting on the steps for half the night.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in front of the door, and then a group of officials with knives walked in from outside the gate.

"The Admiral has arrived!"

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they watched Admiral Zheng cover his nose with his hands, while carefully watching the burned wreckage on the ground step in, with a servant with a yellow umbrella behind him.

Everyone followed Huang Feihong to get up and walk to the courtyard, the admiral looked up and down at the burned Bao Zhilin, a sneer flashed on his face, and said to Huang Feihong in a weird way: "Master Huang, you open a martial arts hall, usually secretly engage in incense halls, divide and distribute among the people, and divide the territory, and now your enemy has come to the door and burned Bao Zhilin, this is your own fault, you should change your past!" ”

Hearing the words of the Admiral, everyone knew that the Admiral was here to find trouble, and immediately glared at him angrily.

Huang Feihong raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, looked at the Admiral without the slightest fear, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Lord Admiral, opening a martial arts hall is not the same as engaging in a fragrant hall. If the yamen really thinks that practicing martial arts is a crime, then the national art left by our ancestors will be lost from now on, if the bandits come to fight us, when the time comes, what will we use to resist? Is this a step back from the sea sky? ”

"You almost can't even keep Bao Zhilin now, and you still want to tell me about the military plane?" The Admiral looked at Huang Feihong with a sneer and said contemptuously.

"It is the responsibility of the yamen to investigate the arson!" Huang Feihong said without showing weakness.

"Then you say, who set the fire?" The Admiral frowned.

"I don't know." Huang Feihong's face was expressionless.

"What don't you know? You're simply hiding the facts! The Admiral took the opportunity to attack and slandered.

"Ahh --" Wang Shirong, who was hot-tempered next to him, heard the admiral's slander, and immediately couldn't stand it, screamed wildly, and kicked a water tank next to him, kicking the water tank to pieces.

Swish! Swish!

The admiral and the officials were taken aback, and all the officials drew all their waist knives and looked at Wang Shirong with a wary face.

"Shirong, what do you want to do? Get in! Huang Feihong looked at Wang Shirong and said.

"Master......" Wang Shirong lowered his head.

At this time, an old priest came to the door and shouted to the people inside: "May I go in?" ”

When Huang Feihong and Ye Xuan looked at it, they both recognized that this priest was the one they saw outside last night, and they looked at him puzzled, not knowing how he came to the door.

"Red-haired ghost, what are you doing here?" When Wang Shirong saw the priest, he ran to the door and asked angrily.

"Seyoung!" Huang Feihong said angrily.

"Master!" Wang Shirong said aggrieved.

"If you do this again, don't call me Master again!" Huang Feihong was a little disappointed in Wang Shirong, this apprentice was too impulsive.

"Senior brother, don't go!" Seeing that Huang Feihong was really angry, Ya Mo Su hurriedly pulled Wang Shirong to persuade him.

When the Admiral saw what Wang Shirong and Huang Feihong did, he thought that Huang Feihong had a holiday with the priest, and was trying to find an excuse to rectify Huang Feihong, so he stepped forward and smiled at the old priest: "You must be dissatisfied with Huang Feihong, if you have anything to complain about, just say it." ”

The old priest walked in the door, looked at Huang Feihong instead of the admiral, and said, "Huang Feihong, I know who burned your Bao Zhilin, and I can help you as a witness!" ”

The admiral, who was originally happy, was stunned when he heard the old priest's words, and said, "Do you really know who burned Bao Zhilin?" Do you really want to testify for Bao Zhilin? ”

"That's right!" The old priest said with a firm face.

"Then tell me, who set fire to Bao Zhilin?" With this foreign priest willing to be a witness, the Admiral had no choice but to ask.

"Sand River Gang!"

…………

"Check if there is anyone from Shahe!"

"Yes!"

"Are you from Shahe?"

"No, no, sir!"

"It doesn't look like you, let's go!"

Above the market, a group of officials with torches suddenly rushed in and searched. With the old priest's personal witness and personal testimony, the Admiral could only stop his actions to rectify Huang Feihong and call for the arrest of the Shahe Gang.

At the corner of the street, a group of people hid in the corner and watched the officials who were searching, and one of them said: "So many people? Big brother, sooner or later, the officers and soldiers will pull you out. ”

"Grass his ancestor, it must be the secret of the Jesus." In the corner of the wall, Hong Lie looked at the officials coming and going on the street, and scolded and scolded.

"Big brother, should we go back to Shahe to avoid it?" A younger brother said to Hong Liejian.

"Not necessarily!" Hong Lie's eyes rolled, and he suddenly smiled and said: "The people are afraid of the yamen, the yamen is afraid of devils, let's go find the most powerful ghosts, go!" ”

With a wave of his hand, Hong Lie quietly slipped away with a few younger brothers, carefully avoiding the searching officials in the streets and alleys, and cautiously walked towards the forbidden area set up by the Americans in Foshan.

The Shahe Gang and his party walked for nearly half an hour and finally came to the forbidden area set up by the Americans.

The exclusion zone for the Americans resembled a small fortress with American flags flying over it and a squad of soldiers patrolling it with guns.

"We want to see Mr. Jishan!" Hong Lie stood outside the restricted area and shouted at the American soldiers on the fort.

"What are the people down there doing?" The American soldier saw the Shahe Gang, with guns in their hands, and shouted in English.

Hearing that the above answer turned out to be a foreign language, Hong Lie was suddenly blindsided.

"Grass his ancestors, I don't know how to speak foreign languages."

In a hurry, Hong Lie came up with another ghost idea in his mind, asked all the people of the Shahe Gang to kneel down, and shouted to the soldiers: "Please, let us go in and see Mr. Jishan!" Please, let's go in and see Mr. Jishan......"

All the American soldiers leaned on the railing with their guns in their hands, smiling and watching the people of the Shahe Gang kneeling on the ground and worshipping them.

Although Hong Lie's actions were very despicable, in the end, they were brought to Jishan.

"I have a dog and can show me the door, you are already wanted by the Yamen, what good is my help?" Ji Shan sat on the chair, holding a cigarette bottle in one hand and smoking carelessly, while saying disdainfully to Hong Lie who was standing in front of him.

"It's not that I'm afraid of being arrested by the yamen, it's that my brother has no head and doesn't know what to do, it's a waste of talent. You came all the way to Foshan just to ask for money, you find so many piglets to open mines, why don't I send the big girl to take away for you, isn't that better? Hong Lie stepped on the rice bag next to him, and made a look of "not afraid of anything", and said sharply.

When Ji Shan heard Hong Lie's words, his face was angry, and he picked up the crutch next to him and knocked on Hong Lie's foot that was stepping on the bag, so frightened that Hong Lie quickly stretched out his foot and said, "No, our government stipulates that piglets can't have wives." ”

"You can't have offspring, you can't take root in "Jinshan"! Ji Shan knocked on Hong Lie with a cane.

"I'm not talking about wives, I'm talking about and sons!" Hearing Ji Shan's words, Hong Lie patted his chest and said, "I have as many as you want!" ”

Seeing that Ji Shan's face was a little moved, Hong Lie continued: "The worst thing is that Huang Feihong, who is always in the way there, do you have the ability to help me kill him?" ”

Ji Shan looked at Hong Lie expressionlessly, the smile on Hong Lie's face narrowed, thinking that he had said the wrong thing, until he saw Tiger standing behind Ji Shan touching his chin and nodding, then he looked at Ji Shan with a flattering smile again.

"Huang Feihong?" A sneer rose at the corner of Ji Shan's mouth.

"...... right"

"I'll ask him to watch a play tomorrow," Ji Shan said suddenly.

"Yes!" Hong Lie smiled like a pug.

"At that time, even if he doesn't die at my hands, he will die at the hands of the yamen." Ji Shan said with a smile.