The actual situation of the people below will always be slightly different from the statement reported to the above.

Hua Qian thought that Zhao Hui could escape because of his own order to "live live", but in fact......

In the northwest in autumn, the wind is bleak, the grass is withered and yellow, and the earth loses its color.

In the barren mountains, in a leeward recess, several lean men in gray cloth were gathered together to nibble on dry food.

If you look closely, you will find that this small group of people is really not ordinary, some people are resting, some are guarding, some are serving horses, the division of labor is clear and orderly, and they are very orderly and capable.

If it weren't for the dust on their bodies and the tiredness on their faces, the relaxed expressions on their vigilant faces would almost make one think that they were enjoying the journey.

"Boss, Brother Hua's letter." One of his subordinates released the carrier pigeon in his hand, held the wax bamboo tube and walked over, and said to the head that was leaning against the mountain wall.

The person who took the lead was Hua Qian's henchman, Tong Fei.

Tong Fei crossed Erlang's legs, held a dry cake in his mouth, pinched the bamboo tube with two fingers, and poured out a small note from it: Zhao will be arrested, and if he resists, he will be killed on the spot.

Seeing the order on the note, Tong Fei's dark and honest face showed a rude smile.

Several of the subordinates around the boss who were munching on cakes turned their faces away without bearing to see it.

Although they have been with Brother Tong for several years, every time they see such a treacherous and obscene smile on Brother Tong's face that is so honest and honest, they still ...... Very unaccustomed.

Brother Tong took two more bites of the cake, cherished the leftover cake and put it back into the dry food bag, then drank the water in the skin bag, moistened his throat and said: "Brother Hua has spoken, if the turtle grandson dares to resist again, he will be killed on the spot." Ge Laozi, for the sake of Brother Hua's face, let the grandson suffer less once, get on the horse, and send the grandson to the west this time. ”

Tong Fei opened his mouth, and he was angry, three sentences without leaving the foul language, his subordinates had long been accustomed to the boss talking like this, if Tong Fei really talked to them, they would not be used to it.

After Tong Fei finished speaking, he stood up and patted the dust on his body, adjusted his sword and crossbow equipment, and took the lead towards the place where the horses were grazing.

The others also put away the dry food in their hands, sorted out their equipment, and followed Tong Fei on the horse.

Instead of letting go of the fugitive's frustration, everyone had a smile of success and slaughter.

That's right, Tong Fei and his party deliberately let Zhao Hui go, in Tong Fei's words: Ge Laozi, hurt the master of the hospital, and still want to go back to the capital? Be a fucking big dream of autumn.

Tong Fei deliberately let Zhao Hui go.

Didn't your turtle son run away? Run, run! If you run away, Lao Tzu will chase you, and Lao Tzu will not chase you.

"Let you get out of the northwest alive, Lao Tzu boy wrote upside down! Even if the boss doesn't kill you, Lao Tzu will drag you to death. When he deliberately let Zhao Hui go, Tong Fei carried the blood-dripping Yanling knife, looked at Zhao Hui's embarrassed back as he staggered away, and said with a strange smile.

Now, Tong Fei's little plan finally worked, and the above really sent a message for them to kill Zhao Hui on the spot.

Hmph, he knew that as long as this matter was stabbed to the master of the academy, the adults would not be as indecisive as Brother Hua.

Their brothers all have the same thoughts, even if they go back and be punished this time, they will admit it, whoever TM moves their master of the academy, whoever TM has to fill it with his life!

On a hill not far from Tong Fei's resting place, in a shallow soil cave, Zhao Hui was sitting in it snorting and panting.

He couldn't understand why he had suddenly fallen from the powerful commander in the barracks to this point.

When he saw the few people of unknown origin fleeing from the sea of fire, he immediately rolled up his baggage and ran in the direction of Wuwei, he calculated very clearly, and now only that master can save his life.

At the beginning, Lu Dayou went to General Sang in Jiayuguan and told himself fiercely, General Sang personally ordered someone to come over to arrest him and go back for questioning, but these are nothing, the soldiers sent by General Sang are good at fighting but not good at taking people, and he easily got out several times.

What really gave him a headache was those gray-clothed people who came from nowhere, ruthless and good at tracking, no matter how he escaped, he was always like maggots attached to the bones, biting him tightly.

Zhao Hui exhaled lightly, closed his eyes and recuperated for a while, and then felt that the deep and long knife wound on his back was not so hot and painful.

He had already met with these gray men several times, and each time he had narrowly escaped death, exchanging serious injuries for his life.

Seeing each other once, adding a wound.

Now he has knife wounds all over his chest, back and limbs, and there is no way to take care of it, several wounds have festered and pus, and in the interval between flights, as long as he relaxes a little, the pain of all the wounds will spread, making him worse than death.

Zhao Hui took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the cork but could no longer pour any powder in the palm of his hand, and the last bit of gold creation medicine had been exhausted, Zhao Hui scolded his mother, threw the porcelain bottle away with hatred, and leaned against the mountain wall with his head up.

The nervous running for days made Zhao Hui physically and mentally exhausted, and now this quiet time has become a luxury for him.

Who would have thought that not long ago, he would take his brothers to drink wine and eat meat in a big bowl, and he was as free as a soil emperor every day.

Thinking of the previous good time, Zhao Hui deeply exhaled a breath of turbidity in his chest, but this small action led to the wounds on his body, and he grinned in pain.

It is not far from Wuwei, as long as you find that master, as long as you find that master, you will ......, Zhao Hui is secretly cheering himself up in his heart, and suddenly heard the neighing of horses outside the cave.

It was them, it was the group of bastards who came over again, Zhao Hui hated and feared, and his face turned pale.

Zhao Hui, who was already at the end of the crossbow, was easily restrained by this group of people in less than two rounds, probably because these people were too lazy to tie him up, and directly removed his thigh bone.

Zhao Hui collapsed on the ground and asked unwillingly, "You, who are you?" ”

"Ge Laozi, who is Lao Tzu doing your turtle grandson shit," Zhao Hui looked up under the knife, and saw the man with a simple face, scolding and scolding with his dry and thick lips: "Kill Lao Tzu, after playing for so many days, TM is tired of Lao Tzu." ”

"Yes." As soon as the wrist of the subordinate who drove the knife on Zhao Hui's neck moved, he was about to slash his neck neatly.

Zhao Hui was only frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill, don't kill, I know a big secret, a big secret." ”

The subordinate with the knife stopped his hand and looked at Tong Fei hesitantly.

Tong Fei frowned, thrust the knife in his hand into the loess, and said impatiently: "Lao Tzu is the most annoying about this, what kind of fart do you have to put it quickly." ”

"Are you dark guards?" Zhao Hui cautiously looked at Tong Fei's face and asked tentatively.

"What? And ask about the origin of your Lao Tzu? Do you still want to get revenge? Tong Fei only thought that Zhao Hui's question was funny, and laughed again.

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