The hour of the alternation of day and night.

In the middle of the day, at the darkest time of the day, a string of dark shadows approached the alley.

Coming, coming, haha, Lao Tzu calculated that you turtle sons would come, Ma Hanshan on the roof of Mahan Mountain saw that there were suddenly "ghosts" in the distance, he was immediately happy, and Bi Liancheng, who was lying on the side, couldn't help but admire, and whispered that the virtuous brother is a god.

God? Of course not, Ma Hanshan just likes to study people's hearts and human nature.

Of course, this group of "ghosts" is the spirit master, this time the spirit master personally led the nest, and even the miscellaneous servants were pulled by him. Anyway, this trick is back to the carbine, and I don't plan to do it, it's going to burn down the entire inn, so I don't need to practice my family, as long as I have hands and feet to help carry the ignition items.

A string of "ghosts" stopped at the entrance of the alley, and two black shadows searched and advanced.

The people on the spiritual machine were also careful, and first sent someone to search an alley to confirm that it was safe before letting the "large army" enter.

However, they may have thought that the search was just a routine "business", so the search was so careless that no one went up to the roof to check, but just walked around the alley and let everyone in.

Close, close.

Every day these bastards are carrying firewood and oil on their backs, what are they carrying these things for? Of course it can't be given to the inn, they... They're going to set fire.

Poisonous, so poisonous, what a bastard.

The people on the roof saw twenty or thirty people carrying so much dry firewood, hay and oil into the alley, and naturally knew what they were going to do, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Fortunately, the owner of the horse village, the president of the horse, the young master of the horse... Wise, if not, it is estimated that the fire is burning before it is discovered, and at that time, the inn will be chaotic into a pot of porridge, and people will run and neigh, not to mention burning, in a panic, it is estimated that it is inevitable to be trampled to death. Even if they get out by luck, these bastards will definitely be out there to round up.

Poison, doing this is completely disregarding the innocent and disregarding life and death, these people are not human beings.

The people who climbed on the roof, whether it was the people brought by Mahan Mountain or the guards who escorted Bi Liancheng, were all angry, how could there be such a vicious person in the world.

Thirty-two people, Ma Hanshan, who has been a man in two lifetimes, calmly counted how many people came from the other party.

Thirty-two... Sizzle... Luckily, the alley is just big enough to hold it, oh oh, that's great, let's get started, let them know what cocooning is.

Bite!

In the quiet of the night, suddenly a very crisp and loud voice sounded. Everyone could hear it clearly, but this crisp sound made all the people on the roof act according to the original arrangement, and when the people in the alley were still stunned, puzzled or looking for the source of the sound, the "fire meteors" on the roof fell.

Fire, fire again, it is Peng Linghu who is heartbroken, this kind of burning bottle, the memory given to him is a lifetime can not be forgotten, this bottle of oil, it seems to be completely different from the oil he is familiar with, not only burns violently, but also explodes, is stuck a little bit, and the fire burns in the air.

When he saw the bottles of fire oil falling from the roof, his soul was so frightened that he forgot to scream.

Bang!

The gasoline bottle that fell to the ground exploded, ah! Finally someone screamed.

"Retreat... Rewind ....... The person on the spiritual machine also woke up and hurriedly shouted to retreat.

However, it was too late, and the front and back of the alley were blocked by a wall of fire, and no one had the courage to pass through it.

And the firewood and oil they brought were also lit a lot, this time it was really self-inflicted, and they took so much trouble to pick up so much firewood from so far away, and finally burned themselves.

Snort!

Someone on the roof started shooting arrows.

Bang bang!

Someone began to throw fire marbles, and two of them exploded at the feet of the spiritual man, bursting a large piece of his monk's trousers, and a large piece of skin and flesh on his leg was broken, and there was a bit of a blurred feeling of flesh and blood, and the spiritual man was shocked and angry, and he wanted to jump on the roof to kill, but unfortunately, the injuries on his feet and the fire marbles and arrow rain that kept falling above his head did not give him this opportunity at all.

"The Venerable Master... The Venerable Master... Door... Knock on the door from... Walk through the ...... house. Peng Linghu was lucky this time, his body was not ignited, and he was not blown up, and he danced like a god to avoid the arrow feathers and remind the spiritual master from afar.

At this time, the whole alley was blazing, the ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and the lights were on in every house in the alley.

"Don't panic all the residents in the alley, everyone block the doors and windows, prepare weapons, sickles and axes or something, if someone robbers break into the door, kill them, kill a thief, and the state will reward a hundred taels of silver." Suddenly, Ma Hanshan on the roof shouted loudly.

Well, this trick is even more poisonous, and it directly dashes the hope of everyone in the alley who is ready to break through the door and escape.

The people who were watching in the houses suddenly heard Mahanshan's reminder, and with a hula they acted, rummaging everywhere for the weapons they had in hand, not to mention that there was a reward in the state, and no one would tolerate robbers breaking into their homes.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The spiritual master Peng Linghu and others are strong in martial arts, of course, they are not afraid of these flat-headed people, and it is the best way to break through the house and escape, so bang, bang, they knocked open the doors of several houses in an instant, and suddenly, the houses screamed and cried and scolded.

The bald donkey of the spirit machine directly smashed the wall open, like a human tank, "through the wall" for a moment, and had hit several walls in a row and rushed to the back of the house.

Fierce, really fierce, Ma Hanshan witnessed the injured spirit man was so brave, a little dumbfounded, day, it seems that the martial arts of the ancients are really powerful, in the previous life, I often saw what lifted a thousand catties in the novel, cracked tigers and leopards or something, and thought it was the author's fabrication, now it seems that they are far from described, this bald donkey can probably even block the heavy truck.

"Withdraw ......." Ma Hanshan finished beating the fire marbles in his hand and instructed everyone to retreat to the inn.

The Spiritual Master and others have opened the way to retreat, and those "important" people have run away, so it is not interesting to deal with those pawns again.

"How? Are our people harmed? Back at the inn, Mahanshan asked 147 and them to check their belongings.

"Young Master, unscathed." 147 reported.

"Well, it's good, go and inquire, how many people have been folded by the other party, it shouldn't be dead." Ma Hanshan thought for a moment and said.

"Twenty-five-eight has gone to investigate." Officials have intervened and are cleaning up the scene in the back alley.

"Very good, go to the shopkeeper to prepare breakfast, it's going to be dawn, and I'll go into the city after breakfast at dawn." Ma Hanshan glanced at the sky outside the window and said.

"Yes."

Outside the window, the sky has turned white, and it will soon be dawn. Ma Hanshan thought for a moment, took out a pen and paper and wrote... When Li San learned of the ambition of the Sixth Prince, he felt that it could be exploited. However, what he has to do now is to put a little pressure on Donghu's emperor Lao'er, what the sixth prince did to him, this time he has to be counted on the head of Donghu Emperor Lao'er.

At this time, the Spirit Master and the others were once again embarrassed and returned to the place where they stayed.

"How many people have been folded?" After changing his clothes and restoring the dignity of the manager, the master came to Peng Linghu to ask.

"The people who came from Bianjing lost a total of six people in two times, and the people who were in the local area lost a total of seven people." The loss is really big, Peng Linghu said while secretly looking at the face of the person on the spiritual machine, he was afraid that the bald manager would take his anger out of his head, this is the most humiliating action ever, it doesn't matter how many people are broken, the important thing is that he was defeated at the hands of a stinky kid, this... How can this be explained to the emperor? How will you face your fellow citizens in the future?

Cluck.......

The Master gritted his teeth, obviously very angry.

"If you don't take revenge, you won't be a man." The spirit man hated so much that he almost gritted his teeth.

"Venerable Master, what should we do now?" Peng Linghu was the worst, because the people who lost this time were all his subordinates.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, listening to begging for food at the six princes, there are internal "rivers and lakes" inside, and there are external factions outside, it is not easy, to stand firm, to get more appreciation, you must come up with results. Achievements don't fall from the sky, there must be someone, your own people.

If you have fewer people, it means that your strength has fallen. A few subordinates were dropped at once, and Peng Linghu, like the spiritual master, couldn't wait to eat Ma Hanshan.

Hehe, there are always such people in the world, who are obviously provoking others by themselves, and they don't reflect on themselves after suffering losses, but they insist on attributing the cause and responsibility to their own unsuccessful people. In modern times, there is an ugly country, and in the world of Mahan Mountain, there are people like the Spiritual Master.

"First release the harrier and stare at them, I will repair the book and report back to the prince, and see what instructions the prince has." The spiritual master sighed and sat down, and then said, "I heard that there is an organization dedicated to killing people in the rivers and lakes? ”

"Yes, Escape." Peng Linghu looked at the Venerable Master in surprise and said, "The Venerable Master wants to ......." ”

The Venerable Master actually asked the killer organization, did he want to ask someone outside to do the person surnamed Ma?

The spiritual master waved his hand and said, "I don't have any plans now, everything is waiting for news from the prince." However, what kind of villa can be contacted first, oh, if possible, make an appointment with their principal, someone who specializes in killing people, even if we don't need them to help us kill the surname Ma, but there is always a time when it will be useful. ”

"Yes, I'll get in touch with Xiaoyao when I get back." Peng Linghu said.

"What? Waiting? Hehe, the murderous guy is actually waiting? The Master smiled and said, "Such a high-profile and arrogant person is either really powerful or terrible." ”

"Hehe, the Venerable Master misunderstood, the killer leader's surname is Hou, and his name is free. Waiting for Xiaoyao, I don't know who patted his ass, and in turn called him Xiaoyao. Peng Linghu said with a smile.

The master waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if he's a wait or a monkey, as long as he does things neatly." ”

"Speaking of killing, Xiaoyao Villa is really unambiguous, rumors in the rivers and lakes that since the establishment of Xiaoyao Villa, a total of 100 tasks have been accepted, and the task has been completed 99 times perfectly, and the one that has not been completed is because the client canceled the task." What Peng Linghu said was the truth, Xiaoyao Villa either didn't accept the task, and the next task would be completed no matter how much it cost.