Autumn nights are as cool as water.

The Jiang family's cottage at night is rarely lively.

There are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for confidants, and although Wang Quanquan and Lao Jiangtou are not confidants, they can be regarded as New Year's friends.

Seeing that the wine pot was at the bottom, the old ginger head was rarely bold, and asked Wang Quanquan to dig the altar in the courtyard by himself, but the latter was not polite, and walked out of the door directly, picked up the hoe in the corner of the wall and picked a place to plane.

After digging a few times, he suddenly stopped moving, pondered for a while, sneezed, and muttered: "Damn, why is it so cold tonight?" ”

Then rub your nose and continue with the action at hand.

After a dozen strokes, he finally lifted a jar from the pit and walked back into the house.

"Old ginger, what you know is that you have hidden good wine, and those who don't know think that you have buried golden lumps."

Wang Quanquan said cheap words, but his hands were not idle, patted the mud seal on the wine jar, and directly poured himself a big bowl.

Fortunately, the old Confucian had already drunk high, otherwise he would have had another liver pain.

The old man and the young man couldn't talk about any wine, and when they got drunk, they began to talk nonsense, which would have already complained to each other......

"My girl went wrong, I don't know how I offended the Tang Sect, and I was killed in vain. I'm a father with a full stomach, but I can't even help my daughter avenge it, alas......"

After the old Confucian finished speaking, he sighed heavily, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Wang Quanquan said drunken and hazy:

"This Jialu Mansion is really enough, even a Jianghu sect would be afraid..."

The old Confucian looked gloomy and said in a deep voice:

"It's no wonder that Liu Futai is doing this, there have been too many bloody things over the years, and everyone has to weigh it."

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

Wang Quanquan was interested, and hurriedly filled the old Confucian with wine.

The old Confucian glanced at him, picked up the coarse porcelain bowl, and said:

"Twenty years ago, there was a Wupin Qianhu who was transferred here, and like you, he didn't believe in evil and fell in love with a Tang woman.

Unexpectedly, the woman was not good at stubble, and she raised her hand and slapped it in the face of the military attaché.

In a fit of rage, the thousand households directly ordered the woman to be put in prison, intending to lock her up for a few days and make her succumb.

didn't wait for the woman to be soft, but this Qianhu was the first to take the soft.

That night, Chino, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a stinging pain, and he subconsciously touched his cheek that had been slapped during the day, and in addition to the stinging pain, he also felt slimy.

So he got out of bed in the dark and lit the lamp, wanting to check it out. The concubine, who was originally asleep, was also woken up by the sound at this time, and after seeing his face clearly, she immediately screamed.

Chinohe, who was frightened, was about to reprimand, but he caught a glimpse of half of his cheeks in the mirror, which was rotten, not only the flesh and blood were blurred, but even the muscles and bones were exposed.

Qianhu was shocked, covered his cheeks and went to the prison overnight, and after a long apology, the woman finally gave him the antidote, and the Qianhu finally sent the woman back to the sect honestly. ”

When the old Confucian said this, he stopped talking and lowered his head to drink.

Wang Quanquan was puzzled, "According to what you say, the thousand households are also to blame, although they have suffered a little crime, but they will not dare to take care of the murderous officials of the Tang Sect, right?" ”

The old Confucian put down the wine bowl and continued:

"This matter is not over, although that Qianhu has detoxified the poison, he still has a scar on his face.

He couldn't get angry, and planned to lead troops to besiege Tangmen in the name of suppressing bandits, and he was bound to pay for the other party's blood debts.

However, the next day, the assembled soldiers waited all morning without waiting for the head of the family, and when the soldiers opened the door of a thousand households, they found that all the old and young of the family had died at home, even the maids and servants were no exception. ”

"With such a careless disregard for people's lives, the court doesn't care about them?" The king was speechless.

"Manage, come one and die, and in the end, no one dares to take care of it." The old Confucian shook his head and said.

Wang Quanquan couldn't help but be a little stunned, letting a gang of thugs make waves in the place, this is not like his father's character, but then he remembered another name - Tang Yue.

This Tang woman had fallen in love with Emperor Sheng'en when she was young.

Although Emperor Sheng'en repeatedly said that the other party had a unilateral crush on him, he never agreed, and later the two were also called brother and sister.

But Wang Quanquan won't believe his nonsense, after all, Su Qiaoqiao's matter is there. The two of them have some ulterior secrets, which leads to the fact that even though many officials have died tragically one after another, the imperial court still ignores the Tang Sect.

Whenever he thinks of the romantic past of the Holy Emperor, the king has a headache, he always feels that there is a certain number in the dark, and the romantic debt owed by his father will need to be repaid by his son sooner or later.

Wang Quanquan raised his head, looked at Fang Liang blankly, and muttered a sentence that Wang Quanxian once said:

"How much else do you have that I don't know?"

There was no answer from the beams.

The time was about to come, the old Confucian finally lost his strength and fell asleep on the table, Jiang Xiucheng couldn't stand the sleepiness for a long time, and went back to his room to sleep in advance.

The king came outside the house with the little wine left, looked up at the sky, and seemed to mutter:

"The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of murder, every time I can encounter this kind of thing, they are already so pitiful, is it not good to let them go?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw four dark shadows appear around him, and the blades in their hands lit up the courtyard.

"Cutting the grass to the roots, since Your Excellency is so willing to meddle in things, then leave them together."

One of the black-clothed men spoke in a deep voice, his voice hoarse, as if the gold and stone were rubbing past, which made people extremely uncomfortable to listen to.

Wang Quanquan noticed these people a few days ago, and the reason why he didn't leave here for a long time was not only thinking about the drunken crab, but also because he was not worried about the pair of grandchildren.

At first, he didn't understand how this seemingly ordinary grandfather and grandson could offend the people of the rivers and lakes. Later, as the old ginger said something about Xiu'er, Wang Quanquan gradually guessed a rough idea.

……

The royal authority was surrounded by power, but there was no panic.

He craned his neck, poured all the remaining liquor from the jar into his mouth, and then wiped his mouth and grinned at one of them.

The calmness of the king's authority made several people vigilant, they were not fools, they knew that the other party must have been prepared, and the man in black who was being watched was even more energetic.

Wang Quanquan raised his hand and slowly spoke:

"Since you are from the Tang Sect, then I will kill them with the Tang Sect's stunts."

"What a big breath!"

Several people were angry in their hearts at the same time, and one of the sturdy men even shot directly, raising his knife and slashing.

The king's face was still undisturbed, and his footsteps did not move a bit, but he pointed with his hand far away.

With his finger, the man immediately became blind, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The moon was dark and the wind was urgent, and no one saw how he made a move.

When he had done everything, Wang Quanquan gently withdrew his right hand and mocked:

"It's a shame that the Tang Sect still dares to call itself a secret weapon, and I can't even prevent this, I think highly of you."

After speaking, he didn't forget to shake his head and sigh, and his tone was slightly regretful, which was really humiliating.

Even though this scene was even more excessive than just now, the remaining three men in black still didn't dare to act rashly, the man in front of him was too weird, so weird that they couldn't see through his methods at all.

The three of them looked at each other, and one of them said in a deep voice:

"Together, I don't believe he has three heads and six arms."

The other two nodded when they heard this, and then rushed forward together with their knives.

The king's authority is not nonsense, so he repeats the technique, pointing at one of them with his hand, and throwing the wine jar in his hand at the other.

The accused looked frightened, looked around with wide eyes, and finally fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

The remaining two did not panic, seeing that the distance was getting closer, they couldn't care much about it, so they raised their knives and slashed.

One of them was blocked by the flying wine jar and directly slashed with a knife, but his pace was slowed down because of this.

The other person did not hinder him, and at this moment he had rushed to the front and handed a knife directly forward.

Wang Quanquan stretched out his hand again, and the man in black in front of him showed determination in his eyes when he saw this, and his knife momentum was unabated, and he was about to fight to the death.

Wang Quanquan smiled at the corner of his mouth, held a loud "bang", a burst of fire flashed, the indomitable knife stopped in place, and the swordsman looked at the bleeding wound on his chest in disbelief, and fell down unwillingly.

Wang Quanquan blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and said lightly:

"Boy, times have changed."

This firearm is the one that Liu Luming gave at the beginning, although the loading speed is slower, but it is a surprise.

The only remaining man in black had red eyes at the moment, gritted his teeth and said four words:

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Shameless? Hahaha...... "Wang Quanquan was amused, "Speaking of shamelessness, I can compare to the Tang Sect, which is known for its secret weapons and poisons?" If your ruler hears this, you must not be skinned? ”

The blood in the eyes of the man in black became thicker, and the one who had just been killed by the fire gun was named Tang Zan, and he was a cousin of a certain lineage in the sect.

Now that Tang Zan is dead, if he can't complete the task, I'm afraid the end will be not much different from peeling, since this is the case, it is better to fight.

Thinking of this, the man in black was also ruthless, and without hesitation, he bit through the poison sac hidden under his tongue, and immediately a stream of hot air gushed out from the dantian, and then permeated himself, and then the man's skin became red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The world only knows that the Tang Sect uses poison to hurt people, but they don't know that they will also use poison to promote gong, although this will leave a very heavy sequelae, but when the fate of the enemy is hanging by a thread, this trick can often play a surprising purpose.

The black-clothed man was deep, and white steam was faintly rising from his red skin, and he said with a gloomy gaze:

"Push me into such a situation, I'm going to tear you apart."

After saying that, he dropped the sharp blade in his hand, clenched his hands, and the bone knot crackled, looking like he wanted to devour the king's power alive.

At this moment, a huge force suddenly came from above his head, and the man in black wanted to resist, but he only supported it for a moment before he fell to his knees, and then his entire upper body prostrate, and finally his entire face was buried in the earth.

The man in black let out an angry roar from his mouth, and tried to get up with his hands on the ground, but one foot was stomping on his head, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.

It all happened so fast that he didn't even see who was making the move...... Out of the foot.

Wang Quanquan came to the black-clothed man who was making a gesture of "dog eating", and said with a smile:

"Aren't you going to tear me up? Come on! ”

"Senior brother, do you want to stay?"

With the power of one foot, Park Wen, who was subdued by the man in black, asked.

"Cut the grass and root it, they say."

"Oh."

Park asked no nonsense, and directly stepped on the neck of the person under his feet.

After doing this, Wang Quanquan looked at the old Confucian ancestors and grandchildren who had long been awakened by the sound of fighting.

The two of them didn't dare to approach this side because of the fierce fight just now, and they kept hiding in the back room trembling.

Wang Quanquan smiled and wiped the blood that had been splashed on his face, and walked towards the two.

Jiang Xiucheng was a little afraid of the bloodstained Wang Quan at first, but after thinking of who the other party had just killed, the fear on his face turned into perseverance.

"Thank you Wang Xiaoyou for saving your life."

Old Confucian is a smart man, so he naturally knows why these men in black came.

Wang Quanquan is still the same as usual, not a righteous person, "You still call me Wang Xiaozi, Xiaoyou is awkward to listen to it." ”

The old Confucian looked slightly relieved, and still said with some crampedness:

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and now you are involved, the old man is really ......"

"Okay, don't talk about those useless ones, I'm not just for you, but mainly for my brother."

As he spoke, he pointed to Park, who had recovered, and the latter didn't know what medicine he was selling, so he just grinned.

Just listen to the kingship continues:

"This brother of mine is the most jealous and hateful, and he is also the most grateful, you saved his life that day, and it is reasonable for him to save the lives of your grandfather and grandson today.

Don't look at me just now, in fact, he put cold arrows in the dark, if you want to thank him, thank him. ”

When the old Confucian heard this, he immediately understood, and bowed deeply to Pu Wen.

"Thank you for saving your life."

Jiang Xiucheng also did the same.

Park Wen has always been thick-skinned, and he didn't shirk it, and accepted it directly and happily.

After the old Confucian thanked him, his face hesitated again, and after a while, he finally spoke:

"The matter has come to this, and the old man will tell the truth, Xiu'er died strangely back then, and the government did not dare to take care of it because of the prestige of the Tang Sect, so I asked a friend to investigate secretly.

At the end of the investigation, some eyebrows were finally found.

There is an outer disciple named Tang Feng in the Tang Sect, who is known for his lustful nature, and was later favored by the daughter of the Tang Sect Master and became a son-in-law, and his identity also entered the inner gate from the outer gate.

Although he became a relative, Tang Feng still couldn't change the problem of messing with flowers and grass, and he hooked up with female disciples in the sect from time to time, and even often harmed the girls of the common people's families.

Because he is proficient in pharmacology, he will drug the middle and lower parts of the boudoir before acting, so that the girls can't remember what happened, and Xiu'er is ...... because of this."

The old man's eyes were red when he said this, and Jiang Xiucheng on the side was also bloodshot.

"That Tang Feng's wife is not good at stubble, every time she encounters her husband's stealing, she will be angry with the woman, if the woman is pregnant, even the child will not let go of ......"

When the old Confucian said this, he looked at Jiang Xiucheng on the side, whose eyes were full of anger, his hands were clenched tightly, and his nails almost dug into the flesh.

Seeing this, Wang Quanquan sighed in his heart, speaking of which, the most innocent person belongs to Old Man Jiang's family.

"The matter has come to this, the old man's bones are dead when they die, and I hope that the two young heroes can take Xiucheng away, don't let him suffer here again."

The old Confucian was about to kneel and kowtow after speaking, but Wang Quanquan hurriedly stopped him when he saw this.

"Old Jiang Tou, you kneel to me at such an age, I have to lose my life, you can rest assured, I will save Xiucheng's life, I will also save your life, and there are other people who don't die."

"That's unacceptable, the Tang Sect is powerful, you better hurry up."

The old Confucian saw that the king was unwilling to give up, and he was also panicked, although he was full of wealth, but when life and death were at stake, he was not much different from ordinary old people.

Wang Quanquan Ling Ran smiled, "Even if they are willing to give up, they will ask if the knife in my brother's hand will be answered." ”

After saying that, he patted Park Wen's shoulder, and the latter was stunned at first, "Huh? Then he immediately said: "Yes! ”

“……”

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but these two calves obviously look like they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Look for them to be unlucky!"

"Let's go!"

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