How could two fists be invincible to four hands, no matter how brave Fang Qian was, he couldn't withstand this siege.

What's more, all the Iron Guards were carefully trained by Song Yisheng, even if they took out one alone, they were not necessarily weaker than Fang Qian, and now seven or eight people surrounded them together, which made Fang Qian even more dangerous.

However, the space here is narrow, and their numerical advantage is not much, and Fang Qian can hold out for a moment if he desperately resists.

He didn't run away, but advanced, slashing horizontally with a big knife, and his life-fighting style made the ironclad guards retreat.

After fighting several knife wounds, Fang Qian finally reached the sack.

He was about to crouch down and untie the sack when a sharp sword rattled like a cunning snake cutting through the side.

Fang Qian couldn't avoid it, and a new injury was added to his waist.

"Ahh He roared like a trapped beast.

The ironclad guards were impenetrable around them, leaving room for Fang Qian and Song Yisheng to duel.

"Commander Fang's original kindness of the arrow, Song has not had time to repay it." Song Yisheng turned his hand to adjust the posture of holding the sword, and in a word, the murderous aura was like a rainbow.

Fang Qian gasped, Fang Cai's battle consumed a lot of his physical strength.

But he knew that if he wanted to save Miss Mo, he had to pass Song Yisheng's level.

He glanced at the sack on the ground, then at the window, raised the blood-stained knife in front of him, and clenched his hands alternately, like a lone wolf.

Song Yisheng hooked the corners of his lips, and the two smiles were still the same, making him look as delicate and bright as the sun.

But beneath this glorious veil is a bottomless darkness.

"Teach the best moves." Song Yisheng stepped on the round stool, came out with a sword, snorted twice, and stabbed four swords.

Fang Qian retreated again and again, four tears were drawn in the clothes on his chest, and his gaze was terrifying.

However, after a few sword battles, he knew that Song Yisheng's strength was far above him!

"Sure enough, it's not on me." Song Yisheng flicked the sword body coyly.

"Are you surprised by my strength, Grand Commander Fang?" Song Yisheng smiled, and suddenly retracted: "I'm very disappointed in you." ”

"Anyone like you can be a leader, but I'm nothing." Song Yisheng raised his chin and stared at him: "This is all due to the Liu family." ”

Fang Qian sorted out his clothes and retorted: "It's the old general who is wise and martial, and he has long discovered your wolf ambition!" ”

Song Yisheng snorted coldly, raised his chin, and surrounded by ironclad guards.

Fang Qian's face tightened, and he suddenly threw the big knife at Song Yisheng, and the guards exclaimed: "Master Hou! ”

Song Yisheng didn't expect Fang Qian to be so desperate, he blocked it with a horizontal sword, kicked back two steps, and just happened to give way to the road.

Fang Qian rolled on the spot and pounced on the sack, he took out the dagger in his boot and slashed open the mouth of the sack.

The ironclad guard had already rushed over, and he didn't even think about picking up the sack and throwing it out the window, "You run away!" ”

This is the second floor, and there is a shelf under it to block it, and it can't be a big deal, and below is the back door of the official slave department, and he will definitely be able to get help with his identity.

Fang Qian thought well, but the sudden sharp pain in his shoulder made him kneel on the ground, and the sack also rolled down.

He turned his head in disbelief to find a dagger stabbed into his shoulder.

A figure emerged from the sack, not his familiar face at all, but a young man of medium stature, still holding the scabbard of a dagger in his hand.

Song Yisheng sneered: "It's really loyal, what medicine did Liu Yizhan give you?" Makes you work so hard for him, huh? ”?”

Fang Qian clutched his shoulders and staggered to the window, but he only had a dagger in his hand, and he was seriously injured, so he was no match for these people at all.

I can't even jump out of the window.

He knew he had been tricked.

Song Yisheng deliberately used a sack to attract his attention, consume his physical strength, and let the ambush give him a fatal blow when he gave everything and sacrificed his life to save him.

All this is to make him lose the ability to escape.

Because downstairs was the back door of the City Defense Division, even if Fang Qian was not able to defeat them when he was intact, he could still escape by jumping out of the window.

It was because he wanted to save "Miss Mo" in the sack that he kept entangled with Song Yisheng, step by step, and was forced into a desperate situation.

Even Fang Cai's loophole was deliberately sold to him by Song Yisheng, with the purpose of deceiving the big knife in his hand and pulling out Fang Qian's sharp teeth.

Finally, the Ironclad captured the tiger.

Fang Qian, who was scarred, was tied up into a dumpling and pushed to the ground.

"Fang Qian, we don't say secret words, tell me who the person you want to save is, and I can let you go." Song Yisheng said.

Fang Qian snorted fiercely: "Ungrateful dog thing!" ”

The ironclad gave him a slap in the face.

Song Yisheng snorted coldly, Fang Qian couldn't tell Fang Qian to call out Changning's name, which was really unexpected for him.

The main reason was that Fang Qian had never been used to calling Changning's name, which helped him invisibly.

But Song Yisheng is vicious, and if he can't make a plan, he will make another plan.

He sneered with a dark face: "I'm ungrateful, you just remember the kindness of the Liu family to you, and Ben Hou's arrest of you, the remnant of the Liu family, today is conclusive evidence." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, someone sent a stack of so-called evidence, and stuffed it under the floor in front of Fang Qian, so angry that Fang Qian struggled violently, but the other party was overwhelming.

"Not only did you collude with the remnants of the Liu family, but you also secretly negotiated with the Turkic thieves, which is really a great crime!"

Song Yisheng's man stuffed a letter into Fang Qian's arms.

Fang Qian had been wearing the chain mail on his body to show a corner, but Song Yisheng and his minions didn't know about it, and they didn't care, they just cared about asking who he was in Fang Qian's mouth, and the iron armor guard punched and kicked him.

Song Yisheng knew that Fang Qian was hard-boned, but just like Fang Cai, he was not afraid that his opponent would not take the bait if he caught someone.

He squinted, looked at the three pieces of floral cloth outside the window, and took them back himself.

"Yang Dehai hasn't come back yet?" He asked.

The Ironclad Guard should be.

Song Yisheng smiled, and the Iron Armor Guard brought a chair for him to sit opposite Fang Qian.

"Commander Fang, do you know, what did Commander Yang beside me do?"

Fang Qian's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at him without making a sound.

"He just followed you." Song Yisheng laughed twice.

Fang Qian's eyes widened suddenly, he shook his head frantically and made a sound, his eyes were about to bleed.

"No matter where you hide your account books or who you find, he can get them back for me, and deal with those you can trust."

Song Yisheng raised Erlang's legs and looked down at the man who was almost in madness, and smiled with interest: "It seems that this person is very important, let me guess...... Shen Jinrong, right? ”

Fang Qian glared angrily.

"What does it feel like you killed this stupid woman with your own hands?" Song Yisheng raised his eyebrows.

"Uh-huh!" Fang Qian yelled at him like a cannibal, but he suddenly lost his strength on a dead word.

He hurt Miss Shen?!

If Yang Dehai had been following him and found out everything, where would the so-called nursing homes of the Shen family be Yang Dehai's opponents.

Even the books of accounts will not be secured.

Fang Qian was depressed and looked at Song Yisheng in despair.

He was no match for this man at all.

Whether it's martial arts or mind.

"Tell me who is helping you, I can let Yang Dehai let her live." Song Yisheng was condescending and stepped on the wound on Fang Qian's waist.

Fang Qian was like a trapped beast, struggling physically and mentally.

At this moment, a series of footsteps sounded outside the door.

Sounds like a kid running by.