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Chapter 10: Dart Robbery

The remnant sun is like blood, the wind blows from the remnant sun, and the remnant sun is shining on a big flag. The white flagpole www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, the black flag, and the four strong and upright characters embroidered on the flag are waving in the wind - Shunwei Dart Bureau.

This Shunwei Dart Bureau has branches in the southern provinces, and Bao's dart can be said to be unimpeded and foolproof in the southern country.

In the rivers and lakes, even if there are people who don't know the Shunwei Dart Bureau, they will never know the "Tiannan Weilong" Wu Zhenming. A cooked copper stick in the palm of this person is no longer a second person in the good hands of the stick on the rivers and lakes, and the martial arts of the end are good.

However, in recent years, Wu Zhenming has rarely darts, because the deputy head of the dart "Fast Sword" Zhu Ping and his proud disciple "One Stick Shock Eight Directions" Fang Xin are already first-class players in the rivers and lakes, and there will never be many people in the rivers and lakes who can beat him and the two of them join forces.

However, this time it was Wu Zhenming who personally escorted the dart. He subconsciously clenched the cooked copper stick beside him, as long as the stick was still in his hand, his heart was steady, didn't his reputation come from this stick?

A dart team of forty or fifty people marched, with a loud trumpet and neat steps, and the first two were the deputy chief dart head "Fast Sword" Zhu Ping and Wu Zhenming's personal disciple "One Stick Shocks the Eight Directions" Fang Xin.

Several large wooden boxes in the dart team contained 300,000 taels of silver. This dart is not light, but the really hot dart is on Wu Zhenming's back.

Wu Zhenming will never have darts on his back, but there is a package on his back, a pitch-black package, which is the same color as the clothes on his body, and he is wearing a black power suit. It seems that he will not dare to take this dart lightly, but what is in the package on his back?

In fact, you can also guess that no matter what is in this package, it must be worth a fortune.

Wu Zhenming listened to the sound of horses' hooves outside the carriage, and said in his heart: "I will arrive in Hangzhou City in another day and night, and when I arrive in Hangzhou, this dart will be considered safe!" He couldn't help but get excited when he thought of Hangzhou's Song sister-in-law fish and his thirty-year-old daughter Hong. Thinking of Xiao Ah Hong in Qunfanglou again, his eyes lit up.

He is forty-six years old, and forty-six is not too old for a normal man. Especially his need for women, even young lads sometimes sigh to themselves.

The thought of this made his blood boil. At this moment, he suddenly heard a few weapons striking outside the carriage, followed by a miserable scream, and his heart couldn't help but tighten suddenly, and the robber still appeared!

Wu Zhenming settled down, lifted the cooked copper stick beside him, lifted the car curtain, and stood on the carriage. At the same time, he had seen a knife, a shiny knife, less than half a foot from his throat.

Wu Zhenming hurriedly volleyed a "harrier over" and jumped out of the carriage. However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly felt a light on his back, and he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, only to hear the crisp voice of a woman above his head said: "Thank you Mr. Wu for your generous gift of darts, the little woman is polite, and there will be no time in the future." ”

Wu Zhenming looked up suddenly, but saw a beautiful girl in a white dress standing on the roof of the carriage.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the beauty of this girl's appearance as "sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers", as long as she is a normal man, she will never be unmoved.

Wu Zhenming was naturally a normal man, but he didn't move his heart, but a stick that struck the girl in white like lightning in the chest.

The girl in white giggled when she saw the stick, and then shot it like an arrow into the distance.

Wu Zhenming hit the air with a stick, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and turned around, only to see that the girl in white had already run a long way in just a moment.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves not far away. Wu Zhenming turned his head to look, only to see a young man in a blue robe galloping close.

The blue-robed man snorted and said, "Mr. Wu?" Wu Zhen said, "Is it Jiang praising Jiang Shaoxia......?" What do you want?"

The blue-robed man Jiang praised and said, "The family teacher ordered me to help Mr. Wu dart, what happened?"

At sunset, a round of red sun has already set on the mountain, but the red glow in the sky is even more gorgeous.

At this moment, the blue-robed man Jiang Praise was running under the sunset, running for several miles, and saw a girl in white standing on her heels and stopping there, as if she was waiting for someone.

"Isn't she trying to duel with me?" Jiang Songyang's heart moved, and he suddenly heard the girl in white exclaim, and then saw a blue light flash away, and the girl in white immediately fell to the ground.

Jiang Songyang hurriedly ran to the white-clothed girl, only to see that her pretty face, which was as white as congealed cream, was already covered with a heavy black gas, and she was unconscious.

Jiang Songyang couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart: "It can cause people to fall into a coma in such a short period of time, what kind of poison is so vicious?"

Jiang Songyang was stunned for a moment, then leaned over to probe the wrist of the girl in white, but felt that her pulse was already extremely weak, and couldn't help but secretly say: "If she is dead, then the dart of Mr. Wu's dart head will never be recovered!" Thinking of this, he hurriedly stretched out his palms and pressed them on the girl's chest, and the internal force was agitated, and a dense true qi was slowly injected into the body of the girl in white.

After a long time, the girl in white was still unconscious, and the heavy black aura on her face had not subsided in the slightest, Jiang Songyang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart: "The poison in this girl is extraordinary, rare in the world, but don't miss her life!" Thinking of this, he hurriedly picked up the girl, argued the path, and ran away.

Jiang Songyang hugged the girl in white and ran out of more than twenty miles in one breath, and a small town suddenly appeared in front of him. At that time, the crows were coming, and night fell.

"I wonder if there is a doctor in such a remote town?" Jiang Songyang had just walked into this town, and suddenly saw eight or nine sturdy men holding wooden sticks around the corner of the street, chasing a middle-aged man with patches all over his body.

This man was drunk and slanted, hiding in Tibet, but he never escaped the pursuit of these strong men, and was beaten to the point of holding his head and running away, like a rat crossing the street.

Jiang Songyang snorted slightly, and was about to walk away, when he suddenly heard the man holding his head and shouting: "Who are you and I am a 'wonderful hand', it's just that I'm not in a good mood today, so I'll talk about it another day!"

The strong man in the lead said: "How can you change the day when human life is at stake? Not to mention that you have already received my master's consultation fee, how can you ......?"

Jiang Songyang couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard this.

He knew that although this "wonderful hand Langzhong" did not know any martial arts, his medical skills were very good, and most of the characters in the rivers and lakes did not dare to offend him. It's just that this person is a heavy drinker, and he often takes other people's remuneration but does not treat others. Today's events may be caused by this "quirk" of his own.

At this time, the "wonderful hand" suddenly sat on the ground, stared at a pair of drunken eyes, and shouted: "If you don't go, you won't go, and you won't go even if you kill me!"

The leading man said: "We have found a lot of doctors, but no one can take care of my master's illness, only you can ......"

"Wonderful hand Langzhong" intercepted: "The surname Hu is rich and unkind, Lao Tzu is too lazy to pay attention to him, let's go!"

The leading man cried with a sad face and said, "You have already received the honorarium of my master Hu, how can you say that if you don't heal, you won't be cured!"

"Wonderful Hands Langzhong" faced a sinking and shouted: "Lao Tzu said that he can't go, don't you understand?!"

At this time, a strong man said coldly: "It seems that this poor man is already tired of life, how about we fulfill him?"

When this group of sturdy men heard the sound, they turned around together, only to see a young man in blue robes holding a sleepy girl in white in his arms come forward, only to hear him say: "How much he owes you a gratuity, I will pay it back for him, he will not go with you today!"

The strong man who spoke just now smiled coldly when he heard this, and said: "What kind of thing are you, you actually dare to ...... with my old man Hu" Before he finished speaking, Jiang Songyang raised his hand steeply, and a sharp strong wind passed by, only hearing the sound of "click" a few times, and the wooden stick in the hands of this group of big men was suddenly only half cut off.

The faces of these sturdy men changed, and suddenly they changed. As soon as the word "roll" came out of Jiang Songyang's mouth, they fled in panic, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Jiang Songyang smiled at the "wonderful hand Langzhong" and said, "I wonder if Langzhong is in a good mood today?"

"Wonderful Hands Langzhong" cried with a sad face and said: "Even if the order is not good, it must be good, human life is not a joke!"

Jiang Songyang arched his hand and said, "Thank you." "Who are you going to see?" Jiang praised: "It's this girl in my arms." ”

Miaoshou Langzhong glanced at it, and then frowned: "Are you embarrassing me?!"

Jiang Songyang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said, "How can Lang Zhong say this?"

Miao Shou Langzhong said indifferently: "Although the medical skills of the contemptible people are good, but the people who are not sick cannot be diagnosed and treated. ”

Jiang Songyang couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "You said she wasn't sick?" ”

Jiang Songyang was stunned and said, "Isn't she poisoned?"

"Poisoned?" said Miaoju, smiling, "not at all." ”

Jiang Songyang let out an "oh", and couldn't help but look at the face of the girl in his arms, only to see that the heavy black gas on her face had disappeared at some point, but there was a little more redness.

Jiang Songyang said confusedly: "Then why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Miaoshou Langzhong smiled: "No matter who has just dissipated the poison in their body, it is impossible to wake up immediately!"

Jiang Songyang was stunned for a moment, suddenly smiled, and said, "Thank you!"

Miaoshou Langzhong smiled slightly and said, "You're welcome, I didn't do anything." ”

"Either way, I want to thank you. Jiang Songyang suddenly turned to a wine stall on the side of the street, and said loudly, "Take a pot of good old cellars!"

"Okay—"

Miaoshou Langzhong licked his almost chapped lips with his tongue like dried salted fish, and said: "Although the contemptible person is addicted to alcohol, he is also useless, and your wine is ......."

Jiang Songyang smiled and said, "I invited you for this wine." ”