Wu Zhiyuan didn't expect that Zhang Dashuai had already known the identity of the real flower thief, and he was stunned when he heard this.

Seeing Wu Zhiyuan's expression change, Zhang Dashuai continued to say: "Young man, this matter has nothing to do with you, as long as you leave this room now, I promise that I will not blame the past, if what you lack is money and women, go to my Marshal's Mansion another day, you can have as much as you want, how about it?" ”

Wu Zhiyuan's hand raising his sword slowly lowered three inches, and he was struggling in his heart. In fact, the woman in front of him is indeed not related to him, and the two have nothing to do with it at all, and she lives in this green building fireworks field, so she should not be a clean woman.

Now Yu Yisu has become a wanted criminal pursued by the whole city, if he can take this opportunity to let Zhang Dashuai get rid of Yu Yisu's wanted criminal, he can justifiably bring him back to Yonghe Yizhuang, thinking that it is indeed a double win, very cost-effective.

Wu Zhiyuan was about to withdraw the wooden sword, and suddenly saw the woman hiding on the bed, at this time she was full of horror, pulled the corner of the quilt and tightly covered her chest, her pale face was bloodless, but a pair of eyes looked at Wu Zhiyuan beggingly, although she didn't say a word, but the expectation of Wu Zhiyuan in that look was undoubtedly revealed.

Wu Zhiyuan's heart shook suddenly, although the Maoshan faction takes catching ghosts and eliminating demons as its own responsibility, but hoeing the strong and helping the weak is also a move to benefit the common people, although he is not a great person worthy of praise, but if he stands by and watches this situation, I am afraid that not only will the Maoshan faction and the world despise, even Wu Zhiyuan himself will be uneasy for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan sneered, and the hand that raised the sword suddenly raised: "I don't want money and women, but I want you to let it go!" ”

The corners of Zhang Dashuai's mouth twitched a few times, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made an extremely difficult decision: "Okay!" As long as you don't care about Ben Dashuai's idle business today, Ben Dashuai will promise you! ”

Wu Zhiyuan let out a sneer again, and said calmly: "Today, I want you to let go of a small margin, but also take care of this idle matter!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a look of joy flashed on the woman's face on the bed, and it disappeared, but Wu Zhiyuan saw it in his eyes and felt relieved in his heart.

This battle of righteousness and helping others is worth it.

"Boy, you want to hold me hostage?" Zhang Dashuai's fat face showed an angry expression.

"You're right!" Wu Zhiyuan's sword tip was pushed to Zhang Dashuai's throat, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Some people once thought that this was just an ordinary peachwood sword, with no edge and no blade, but they didn't know that this peachwood sword not only had a very sharp tip, but the sword body also pierced through zombies, and it was full of corpse poison!" ”

These words seem to be aimless, but they are actually to warn Zhang Dashuai about the danger of this peachwood sword and dispel his attempts to make a death struggle.

Zhang Dashuai's face changed when he heard this, his Adam's apple moved up and down, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his expression immediately turned into flattery, and he said softly: "There is something to say, there is something to say, you and I have no deep hatred, I can't commit it, I can't commit it." ”

Although Wu Zhiyuan has not experienced officialdom, he also knows a little about the people in officialdom, and when he was a child, he heard the fifth uncle tell various stories, including "The Appearance of Officialdom", "The Flower of the Sea of Evil", etc., although they are all fragments, but they are also deeply impressed by the conspiracy and trickery in the officialdom. knew that although this handsome man pretended to agree at this time, once he was freed, his face would change in an instant, so he had to think of a foolproof plan and retreat with his whole body.

Seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was silent, Zhang Dashuai hurriedly smiled and said, "Little brother, let me go, you can leave now, I promise not to embarrass you." ”

Wu Zhiyuan snorted coldly, glanced up and down at Zhang Dashuai, and saw that he was still holding the belt in his hand, and he had an idea in his heart.

"Tie your hands with the belt on your hand!" Wu Zhiyuan said sharply.

The corners of Zhang Dashuai's eyes twitched a few times, as if he was extremely reluctant in his heart, presumably he had never been blackmailed like this in his life, and it was a young boy who seemed to him to be stinky. But because he was controlled by others at this time, he could only obey his words, and pulled the belt with both hands and circled his wrists a few times, but it was impossible for a person to tie his two hands strongly, so he raised his wrist around the belt and said with a smile: "Look, it is impossible to tie your wrists with your hands, or you will help me tie them strongly?" ”

After all, Wu Zhiyuan was inexperienced, so he didn't think much about it in advance, he only thought that his hands could be dressed and buttoned, but he ignored that his hands couldn't tie his wrists at all, but at this time, he held the wooden sword high, once the wooden sword was put down, I was afraid that he would no longer be able to control the fat man with a fat body.

Just as he was hesitating, a voice behind Zhang Dashuai sounded: "I'll tie him up!" ”

The woman on the bed was about to get up as soon as she finished speaking, but just as she was about to lift the corner of the quilt covering her chest, she hesitated, looked up slightly at Wu Zhiyuan, a touch of crimson appeared on her pale face, she hesitated for a moment, and finally lifted the corner of the quilt, took the clothes from the hanger at the foot of the bed and began to dress.

Wu Zhiyuan found out that the woman was only wearing an underwear, although it was not close-fitting, but between the floating underwear, her delicate figure was undoubtedly highlighted, her lower body was only wearing a pair of obscene pants, and her slender and white jade legs were all exposed.

Wu Zhiyuan had a full view of this scene, but Zhang Dashuai turned his back to the woman on the bed, so he naturally couldn't see this spring. Wu Zhiyuan was not a lewd person, and this scene was only seen because of the angle, so in order to avoid suspicion, he hurriedly looked at the tip of the wooden sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword went straight to Zhang Dashuai's throat.

Zhang Dashuai heard the sound of "squirming" behind him, and seemed to have guessed what kind of scenery would be behind him, although he didn't dare to move his whole body, but his eyes rolled back from time to time, but that was all.

The woman did not get out of bed after putting on her clothes, but reached out from behind Zhang Dashuai and clasped his hands behind him, and used the belt to tie Zhang Dashuai's hands in a strong knot, and finally tied a dead knot.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that Zhang Dashuai's hands were tied firmly, and he thought that he would not have any more tricks, so he scolded him and motioned him to go outside the house.

Zhang Dashuai's face was gloomy, he looked down at his lower body, he was only wearing a pair of underwear, no other clothes to cover his face, he opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't speak, and his teeth were "gurgling". In the end, he still dragged his heavy steps towards the outside of the house, Wu Zhiyuan followed closely behind, and the tip of the wooden sword was pressed against the back of his head.

"Wait!" Wu Zhiyuan had just walked to the door when the woman's eager call came from behind him.