When night fell, the sky gradually darkened, and there were basically no pedestrians at the city gate, although there was no curfew in Notting City, but people who were used to sunrise and daily income were used to going home and sleeping with their wives in their arms at this point.

Yu Xiaogang now let alone hugging his wife, he didn't even have to sleep, it was getting late, but the city lord of Notting was still standing on the city wall with his hands in fists, and from time to time he took out a whip and beat Yu Xiaogang to avoid letting him fall asleep.

The dean didn't know him for a long time, and he left a long time ago, after all, he was an old friend, and he looked really heartfelt.

The gate of Notting City, which was lively and lively during the day, was a little deserted at this time, but because of Yu Xiaogang's screams from time to time, coupled with the number of soldiers several times more than usual, and the city lord himself sitting in charge, it was not too deadly and silent.

The Lord of Notting City also stood for a day, and was sitting on a chair at this time, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the armrest, showing his inner unpeace.

Today is the first day, and even if the news reaches the culprit, it is unlikely that anyone will come tonight.

According to common sense, the Lord of Notting himself thinks the same, but let him go to sleep at this time, he will definitely not be able to sleep.

Only by seeing Yu Xiaogang being whipped here and letting out a terrible scream can he feel better.

He and Yu Xiaogang have no grievances recently, no enmity in the past, and even he plans to let Yu Xiaogang go, but Yu Xiaogang doesn't know how to raise it, so he has to cover up the murderer.

Such a hateful person, he was really ready to chop Yu Xiaogang alive with the murderer at that time.

Listening to the sound of his subordinates whipping Yu Xiaogang's whip and Yu Xiaogang's muffled snort, the heart of the Notting City Lord felt a little better.

As the lord of Notting City, he is already in his fifties, as an old man, he doesn't sleep much, but he has just experienced the pain of losing a child during the day, and his heart is tormented.

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's muffled snort, the city lord's eyelids began to fight, his hands unconsciously propped up on the armrests, his head rested on his arms, and he fell into a half-asleep state in a daze.

Except for the few soldiers who were in charge of changing hands and whipping Yu Xiaogang, the others were a little unconscious as the night got darker.

However, due to the presence of the lord of the city at the scene, no one dared to blatantly lazy and doze off, and they all stood and dozed off in a daze.

Time passed minute by minute, from late night to early morning.

About four or five o'clock in the morning is the time when people's spirits are most relaxed.

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and Yu Xiaogang, who was hanging in the air by the rope, fell in response, and did not fall to the ground, but was caught by a short figure reaching out.

The sound of breaking the air was very faint, but the city lord of Notting seemed to be aware of it for the first time, and opened his eyes for the first time.

"Little thief, it's finally waiting for you!"

The soldiers who were ambushed around the city gate rushed out, and in an instant, they surrounded Yu Xiaogang and the short figure in the center.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was naked in his arms, full of scars, and his consciousness was already in a state of confusion, and guilt flashed in his eyes.

"Today, I will take him away, who dares to stop me!"

The small figure made a domineering declaration, and Wang Er in the shadows above the city wall laughed.

Isn't this special mother's line Wu Liuqi, being said by this kid, it's really inexplicably a bit of atmosphere.

The city lord of Notting stepped forward, looked at Yu Xiaogang squarely, looked the six-year-old child up and down, and his expression revealed a deep disdain and hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"You thief killed my son?

If you listen to my good cultivation, you won't die in the hands of a little kid like you. ”

Obviously, Tang San's six-year-old child's appearance really looked harmless to humans and animals, and the Notting City Lord felt a little insulted.

Tang San gently put Yu Xiaogang on the ground, and when he heard Yu Xiaogang's muffled snort because his skin touched the ground, his anger was burning.

"That's right, that bastard son of yours was killed by me, there is a debtor and a master, just look for me, what kind of hero is torturing the teacher, he is innocent!"

Looking at Tang San's angry expression, the Notting City Lord was almost laughed at angrily, in fact, he couldn't hold back either, he held his stomach and laughed, tears burst into laughter.

"Innocent? You killed my son and fled, and you still told me that you were innocent?

The moment you killed my son, you should have thought about the consequences, not only your teacher, your family, but also the little girl who provoked the conflict, they all have to be buried together!

Since my son likes that little girl, then I will send her down to be a pet slave for my son! ”

The tone of the city lord of Notting gradually became violent, cruelty and murder overflowing, at this moment he temporarily forgot his identity as the city lord who loved the people like a son, he was just an old father who lost his beloved son.

Tang San was secretly counting the number of soldiers gathered around, he came prepared this time, but the time was tight and the ammunition was limited.

For the words of the Notting City Lord who repeatedly mentioned Xiao Wu and tried to provoke him, Tang San had already noticed it.

He cares about Xiao Wu very much, but the least thing he worries about is Xiao Wu's safety, after all, his uncle Wang, who has a bad personality, must have Xiao Wu by his side.

The reason why he dared to stand here alone was not the thunderbolt he made in a hurry, but Wang Er, who didn't know where he was now.

At the beginning, his parents handed him over to Wang Er, although there was a conflict, and he didn't see Wang Er appear for the time being.

But Tang San felt that as long as he was in danger of endangering his life, Wang Er would definitely appear again to save him, just like the last time he was in the Soul Hunting Forest.

Not only because his parents entrusted him to Wang Er, but also because Tang San had always vaguely suspected that Uncle Wang was his biological father.

Wang Er's various signs of behavior towards him since he was a child, in addition to robbing Xiao Wu, it seems that there is only one possibility that it is his own father.

After all, as the nominal father, Tang Hao doesn't care about Uncle Wang for him, let alone always think about educating himself.

After thinking of Wang Er, Tang San's heart calmed down a lot, he took a deep breath, and faced this group of Notting City soldiers who were large in number and whose strength was generally above him, he also had a little confidence.

"City Lord, I didn't intend to kill your son, I just missed it, and this matter is that you have no way to teach your son, let him bully men and women, it's not my fault, can we be private?"

Tang San counted the number of soldiers around him, it seemed to be a lot, plus he didn't know their specific strength, and there was a Notting City Lord who was a strong man at first glance, if he could be private, it would be better.

It's just that Tang San made the same mistake as Yu Xiaogang, this master and apprentice both look like they haven't experienced social beatings, other people's sons are dead, and now they are talking to others about right and wrong, good and evil, isn't that looking for death.

As soon as Tang San's words came out, the Notting City Lord didn't bother to talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, the group of soldiers surrounded by him swarmed up.

Catch it first, and then talk about what bullshit is right and wrong, good and evil, it's a big deal to make you die a little bit.