"Team Zheng is really worried. However, thanks to him, if I changed to another team, I could be bullied to death for half a year. Li Qingxian said with emotion.

"Yes, I often feel that I am fortunate to meet Team Zheng, I don't do my job on weekdays, I often look through old files, and he never cares." Han Anbo said.

Li Qingxian hesitated for a moment and said, "I have the waist card of the Imperial Prison Division, and if there is any file that I can't see, just say it." ”

"Okay, that's enough for you." Han Anbo has short eyebrows and small eyes, and when he laughs, he huddles together, becoming more and more kind.

Li Qingxian smiled and didn't ask him why he liked to flip through old files.

The two of them talked all the way, patrolling the streets all the way.

Li Qingxian found that Zheng Hui and Han Anbo's paths were completely different.

Zheng Hui is almost on the line, hello, I'm hello, everyone.

Han Anbo is silent on the surface, and he doesn't care about many things, but if he finds a problem, he must explore and understand.

Follow Zheng Hui to learn more about the world, and follow Han Anbo to learn more about specific affairs.

Near noon, the two walked towards Wanping Street.

Today is the same, Li Qingxian is so tired that his feet are numb.

Han Ambo's pace was much slower than in the morning.

Li Qingxian sighed, this team deputy is really a careful person.

As we walked, a sharp whistle came from afar.

The two immediately stopped, looked at each other, and listened intently, judging the signal and direction.

A cry for help.

Interrupted on the second pass.

Han Anbo held the knife in his left hand and ran forward on the loess road, and Li Qingxian hurriedly followed.

The dust rose behind the two of them, and they were powerless to fall.

"The direction of Wanping Street, I hope it is not Brother Zheng and Xiao." Han Anbo frowned, and at the same time, his right hand grabbed the whistle and let out the same whistle for help.

Li Qingxian didn't say a word, gritted his teeth and kept up.

Han Anbo glanced back and said, "You are recovering from a serious illness, you can't run, slow down, wait for reinforcements to come." ”

"I can do it." Li Qingxian did not slow down or accelerate, and ran steadily.

"Good!"

The two of them slowly distanced themselves one after the other, but Li Qingxian could always see Han Anbo's back.

"Whew...... Whew......"

After only running for a while, Li Qingxian only felt that the hot water from his nose to his lungs was poured on him, and it was hot.

"No, you can rest!" Han Anbo in front shouted.

Li Qingxian's mind flashed the hearty smile of captain Zheng Hui.

"I can do it!" Li Qingxian gritted his teeth and continued to run.

After a while, Han Anbo arrived in front of Wanping Street, waved to Li Qingxian, and rushed in.

Li Qingxian sped up and rushed over.

When he arrived at the gate of the street, Li Qingxian was out of breath with a snort, his face was flushed, and sweat flowed down his forehead.

Li Qing couldn't run idle, and walked quickly into Wanping Street.

The smooth bluestone slabs in front of it are paved, and there are many merchants on both sides, and lanterns under the guise are fluttering.

In front of the Fengxiang Silk Village, a large number of people were pressed around the black, and people from all over the place stretched their necks to rush there.

Li Qingxian remembered that Zheng Hui said that the people of the Demon Gate forcibly occupied the store.

Outside the crowd, a young man wearing a seven-rank military attache uniform rode on a jujube red horse, the edge of the green official uniform was entangled, he took out a few silver tickets in his right hand, formed a ball, and threw them into the crowd like waste paper, and chuckled: "This is the official's guilty silver." Xiaoxiao from the tenth grade, dare to take care of the affairs of the demon gate, do not know whether to live or die! ”

"Drive!" After the man finished speaking, he rode away, leaving Li Qingxian with a gradually blurred back.

Li Qingxian sighed, the guilty silver is the masterpiece of Emperor Taining, mainly aimed at the officials who enter the product, and some culpability can be exempted by paying the money. The other party threw down the guilt silver, and he was a dignified seventh-grade demon gate military attaché, and the one from the tenth grade could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Zhengqipin, outside the capital, is the lord of a county, breaking the county order.

Wait, is it from the ten grades......

"Team Zheng!" Han Anbo's voice rang out in the crowd.

Li Qingxian's heart jumped suddenly, and he rushed over and shouted: "The night guard is doing something, get out of the way!" Get out of the way! ”

The crowd parted to the sides, Yu Ping and Zheng Hui were lying on the ground, Han Anbo was pinching Zheng Hui's nose, and there was a stranger lying next to him.

Crimson blood bloomed and solidified on the ground.

Zheng Hui's eyes were closed and he didn't move. The originally dark face was covered with a faint hoarfrost, and there was a little blood left at the corner of the mouth.

A cloud of silver tickets rolled down beside him.

Li Qingxian ran over and squatted beside Zheng Hui and asked, "Team Han, how is Team Zheng?" ”

Han Anbo darkened his face and said, "When I rushed in, the two of them had already fallen to the ground. But the snort is still there, and it doesn't seem to be life-threatening. ”

"Shall we bring back the night guards to save people or what should we do?" Li Qingxian asked.

Han Anbo shook his head and said, "Don't move." The whistle for help has been sounded, and I have heard responses from other places, and there will inevitably be night guards coming, and they will strike more safely. ”

"I'll get a doctor!" Li Qing said leisurely.

Han Anbo swept the crowd, looked at the person in the navy blue robe, and said, "Doctor Cheng, I'm sorry for you, something happened, and we are the night guards!" ”

Doctor Cheng sighed, glanced at the people at the door of the Fengxiang, and said, "I'll take acupuncture and come back immediately." ”

Li Qingxian got up, looked around at the crowd of black pressure around him, clasped his hands into fists, and said: "Friends of Wanping Street, who knows what happened, tell each other about their troubles, and the night guards will be grateful." ”

The people present glanced at Li Qingxian sympathetically, and invariably looked at the shopkeeper and the two black-clothed guards at the gate of Fengxiang Silk Village, and were silent.

"You know the cause and effect?" Li Qingxian held the handle of the knife with his right hand, made a knife draw, and looked at the three people at the door of the Fengxiang.

The shopkeeper was dressed in a dark green robe and a black square hat on his head, showing a kind smile, and said, "Little brother, you misunderstood, this matter has nothing to do with us. Liu Minghao said that his father's relics were left in the store and came to ask for them. But our owner has taken over the Fengxiang, and all the items of the Fengxiang belong to the owner. Team Zheng didn't ask about the indiscriminate and asked us to take out the relics, but the friends of the owner couldn't see it, so they shot and injured people. We are just good people who help the owner run the business, how dare we do it with the night guard, and we also hope that the little brother of the night guard is Mingjian. ”

Li Qingxian was about to ask, and Han Anbo said, "You go and see Yu Ping, I'll keep an eye on the captain." The captain is fine at the moment, so don't make trouble yet. He winked as he spoke.

Li Qingxian nodded, walked to Yu Ping silently, and squatted down to check.

Yu Ping's breathing was steady, but the clothes on his abdomen were broken, and it seemed that he was knocked unconscious by someone, and there was not even blood at the corner of his mouth.

Li Qingxian carefully observed the broken place of Yu Ping's clothes, and an ominous premonition appeared in his heart, and he looked at Zheng Hui suddenly.

Zheng Hui's clothes on his abdomen were also torn by Zhen Yuan.

The shiny cowhide belt was broken, and the horsehead iron in the middle of the leather belt was shattered and scattered everywhere.

"Team Han, the dantian ...... of the two of them," Li Qingxian asked tentatively.

Han Anbo's eyes were red, he lowered his head and didn't say a word.

Li Qing was stunned, and a flash of anger flashed on his face.

Three inches below the umbilicus of the abdomen is the lower dantian, where the martial arts true yuan is located.

Abolishing the dantian of the two is equivalent to cutting off the future of the two.

Li Qingxian took a deep breath and said slowly: "It's okay, when Team Zheng wakes up, raises the dantian, and is promoted to the ninth grade, I will smash the pot and sell iron, and I will also invite him to drink the sea of flowers!" ”

Han Anbo didn't say a word.

"Yu Ping has a lot of meat, and he will definitely be able to protect the dantian." Li Qingxian said in a low voice.

Han Anbo lowered his head.

The aroma of wine in Huahailou wafts on Wanping Street.

The crowd lingered for a long time.