The weather on the second day was the same as the previous day, although there was no snow, but it was still gray, as gloomy as some people's mood. Le > Text.

In a small city hundreds of miles away from Taiyuan, a man in a blue coarse cotton coat was walking down the street with his head down. The cold wind ruffled the hair around his sideburns, hiding his countenance.

Before dawn and the shops were not open, the man walked outside a ready-to-wear shop and stopped.

"Bang bang bang", a very heavy knock on the door sounded, breaking the silence of the small town at the beginning of the morning light.

"Who!" The door of the ready-to-wear shop opened from the inside, revealing a sleepy-eyed face.

"What do you do early in the morning?" The fellow rubbed his eyes and asked impatiently.

"Call your shopkeepers out." The man spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Looking at the man in front of him with a disheveled hair and simple clothes, the guy sneered disdainfully: "Psycho! ”

The guy who was about to close the door again was just a general action, and he felt that his neck was tight, and before he could scream in pain, he tilted his head and lost his breath.

The man threw the man's body into the shop and smashed it against the wall, and all the ready-to-wear clothes hanging around him fell from the force, and all the wooden tables and chairs fell to the ground with a loud noise. The beautifully decorated shops were in shambles.

"What are you doing early in the morning?" The shopkeeper walked out of the store while pulling on his trouser belt, and when he saw the person in front of him, he looked up and down, "Who are you?" Early in the morning, didn't you? ”

The work in the shop came out from behind one after another, scolding and scolding, and vicious.

"I said, do you know what this place is?" Wen's clothing shop's four big words, you are blind, don't you see? The shopkeeper saw that the person in front of him was speechless, so he stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of his head, looking domineering.

"I think you're blind!" The young man looked up, and his handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

The shopkeeper looked at the man's face carefully, convinced that he didn't know such a person, and this person was really shabby, so he thought it was a new bully, took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms and stuffed them into the man's hand, and sent them to Hanako: "The silver is for you, hurry up and take a walk!" ”

The man turned his left wrist and pinched the shopkeeper's hand that was pushing his right shoulder, and a crisp bone cracking sound sounded, followed by the shopkeeper's pig-like scream.

The man shook off a rag and put the shopkeeper still on the ground, raised his head, and glanced at the people in shock with fierce eyes: "Now in this world, the dog doesn't even know the master?" ”

"You...... Who the hell are you......" one of the fellows asked, swallowing his saliva and emboldening himself.

The man raised his right hand, and a piece of jade pendant appeared in everyone's sight.

"You...... Lukewarm...... Second son Wen! The man pointed at the man in front of him with a trembling look of disbelief.

The man sneered, but his eyes were ruthless, if he removed the dirt on his face, it would be Wen Hai's handsome face!

"Meet the master!"

"Meet the master!"

The people in the garment shop all knelt down in fear, their foreheads nodded to the ground, not daring to look at the young man who looked like Shura not far away.

They had never seen Wen Hai in a small shop like this, and who would have thought that the owner of Wen's shop would appear in this small county town with such an honor early in the morning?

"Master, the slave has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and I hope that the master will forgive his sins!" The shopkeeper ignored his severed right hand, and crawled to his knees with a rolling belt, trembling like chaff, and the sweat dripping from his forehead condensed on the ground, forming a small puddle.

Although they had never met Wen Hai, they had heard a lot about his reputation. His methods are bold and ruthless, vigorous and resolute, and it is precisely because of this that the Wen family's great industrial governance has flourished.

"You, find a dress for my son!"

When everyone heard this, they all raised their heads tremblingly, and a maidservant's slender fingers were pointing at her, and she couldn't help but cry out "ah".

Wen Hai frowned: "This son is scary? What's your name? ”

The maid shook her head in fear, as if she was about to cry.

"Bad luck!" Wen Hai spat out these two words and kicked the maid in the chest. The maid frowned, spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and died without blinking her eyes.

The shop suddenly became silent, and everyone did not dare to look at the young man above. I just think that he is better than the rumored "temperamental personality and ruthless methods".

"There you go!" Wen Hai's finger pointed to a maid next to him.

With the experience of the previous car, the maid did not dare to come out of the air, stood up and quickly ran to the back to get clothes for Wen Hai.

Wen Hai asked about the bloody atmosphere in this room in disgust, and looked at himself dirty, his brows furrowed tightly.

Only then did the only attendant next to him whisper to Wen Hai: "Second son, just in case, let's leave as soon as possible." ”

Wen Hai waved his hand: "It's okay, wait!" ”

When did the second son of the Wen family wear the clothes of this inferior person? When will you fall into such a situation? Thinking that it was the book that brought him all this suffering now, the hands at his side were clenched tightly, and the gloom on his face was even worse.

After a while, the maid just now walked back with a stack of clothes and presented it to Wen Hai, trying her best to make her voice not unusual: "Second son Wen ......"

Wen Hai stretched out his hand and pinched the clothes, and then his face sank, and he directly picked up the heavy wooden tray and smashed it on the head of the maid.

The maid's exclamation had already overflowed to her lips, and then she could not hold back, allowing her forehead to be smashed and blood gushing out, but she did not say a word.

"You guys see that my son is down, so the slave is a big bully, right?" Wen Hai's sophistry voice sounded in the dimly lit room, so cold that people couldn't hear their emotions.

"It's really the best thing in the store." The maid bit her lower lip and replied pitifully.

"Bastard, did I let you speak?" Wen Hai frowned, and directly slapped a loud slap, the maid was beaten, and one fell to the ground, her brain buzzed, her eyes were scarlet, and then her eyes were closed, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

The three people who were still alive just now all fell to the ground silently, and everyone looked at the young man in front of them, who was the noble and merry son of the family, like a murderous demon.

For a while, everyone knelt and bowed their heads silently, for fear that the next short-lived person would be themselves.

Wen Hai didn't take the clothes, and said to the shopkeeper in a deep voice: "Bring all the silver tickets in the store to my son!" ”

"Yes, it's ......" The shopkeeper hurriedly responded, and hurriedly got up to prepare.

At this time, the door of the room that had been closed opened again, and a few bright lights surged in with bursts of cold air, making the shop guys who were already in dire straits instantly in the middle of a cold day.

Everyone saw a man in black leaning against the door with a smile, holding a soft whip in his hand, and asked in a casual tone, "Second Prince Wen is going to go far away?" ”

The breath of each other can be felt best between the dark guards and the dark guards. When the person next to Wen Hai saw the man at the door, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, the alarm bell rang loudly, and he instantly put on a vigilant posture.

"Who are you and who?" Wen Hai looked at the man and asked.

"Me...... Not...... It's just a nobody......" The man said with a smile, "Actually, Second Prince Wen almost saw me before, but that time I ran a little faster, so I lost the opportunity to make friends with Second Master Wen, it's a pity, it's a pity!" ”

The man said, looking embarrassed and emotional. Although none of these words were on point, the undisguised murderous aura in his body did not reduce by half a point, it was a kind of cold breath that could only be cultivated through life and death experience.

At this time, the shopkeeper took out the silver ticket and handed it to Wen Hai, and Wen Hai put it in his arms without looking at it. He was now like a frightened bird, knowing that the man at the door could not appear here for no reason, and he didn't care about anything else, just to flee for his life.

Wen Hai walked to the door, didn't look at the man, and was about to step out. The man followed, and said with a smile: "Let's get acquainted, Second Master Wen, my name is Feng Tao!" ”

The black clothes are strong, the gold silk is soft, the aura of slaughter, and the knife is hidden in the smile...... The wind is surging.

Thinking of the secret guard called Feng Yin, Wen Hai turned his head sharply and said coldly: "You are really her person!" ”

"Hmm...... Who is Second Prince Wen talking about? I don't understand......" Feng Tao's skin is extremely good, and now with such a soft and questioning tone, if it were given to an ordinary woman, most of her heart would have been crisped. But Wen Hai now, in addition to a burst of nausea, there is also an inexplicable panic.

Since this man has discovered himself, he must have taken him back. And this person is still looking like a hanger who is not doing his job, which can only prove one thing-

He's so sure he's going to take him back!

Thinking of this, Wen Hai's eyes were even darker, and there was a red light looming in the depths, in line with the principle of striking first, Wen Hai turned his hands into claws, and rushed towards the wind with the momentum of thunder.

"If you don't say hello in advance, Second Prince Wen is not kind!" Feng Tao took Wen Hai's palm, shook his head and sighed.

Wen Hai pursed his lips and was silent, he really had never seen a secret guard who talked so much!

Wen Hai's martial arts are not low, and Feng Tao doesn't need to say it, otherwise Hua Xiyan would not have given him such a major task. So at this moment, I was wholeheartedly fighting with Wen Hai.

Seeing Wen Hai take out a dagger from his sleeve, Feng Tao also shook off the long whip in his hand, his wrist flipped flexibly, and his lean body flickered up and down like a wild goose.

The person who had just been guarding Wen Hai's side had already been entangled by another person, and Wen Hai had to resist the impenetrable attack by himself.

Feng Tao waved a whip unhurriedly and smiled very poorly: "Second Master Wen, are you so curious, where are those people who secretly protect you?" ”

After that, without waiting for Wen Hai to speak, he asked and replied to himself: "I can say in advance, they are definitely not killed by me!" ”

Seeing Wen Hai showing a surprised look, Feng Tao sneered, and the long whip turned towards Wen Hai's right leg, Wen Hai had just separated, and he couldn't avoid it, and was entangled in his right leg by the whip, and in an instant, the dense dark thorns pierced into the texture through the cotton clothes that were not heavy, and the itching pain of ten thousand ants and bones spread all over the body in an instant.

But no amount of pain could compare to the man's grinning words.

"Second Prince Wen, you said that if I don't come, can you get out of this small city alive?"