"Bastard! You actually killed the dog! A man roared angrily, picked up the knife on the ground, and slashed at Feng Zimo.

Feng Zimo raised his sword to hold it, then turned his hand over, pressed the knife under the sword, and said, "Calm down, I didn't do it." ”

"Isn't it who you are? I just saw you put away your sword. ”

"That's because he's crazy, I have to fight back to protect myself, if you don't believe me, you can go and see if the wound on his body is fatal?" Feng Zimo was a little helpless, why are these people so impulsive? It's something that can be figured out by looking at it.

However, the man didn't listen to Feng Zimo's words at this time, he roared, set up Feng Zimo's sword, and slashed again. Feng Zimo had no choice but to dodge around.

Not only the man, but several other caravan members also walked towards Feng Zimo with angry faces.

Seeing this, Huo Qiushi immediately blocked in front of them, pulled out his sword, and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Stop!" At this time, Zhang Wanmeng finally came down from the second floor, preventing further conflicts.

"Boss, this kid killed the dog! I'm going to avenge him! ”

Zhang Wanmeng ignored the man, but walked to the body of the dog baby, carefully examined it, and said, "He didn't kill it." ”

"How is this possible?"

"I said a long time ago that it wasn't me, please use your brain first next time you encounter something. Autumn poems, let's go out to eat. Feng Zimo said and turned around and walked outside the inn, and Huo Qiushi immediately followed. Even if it had nothing to do with them, they weren't in the mood to eat in the inn.

"Boss, what now? Do you want to keep up? A tall man approached Zhang Wanmeng's side and asked.

"Not yet, it doesn't look like they're doing it at the moment. By the way, do you know the cause of the dog's death? ”

"I can't see it, except for a wound on my right wrist, it's intact, and there's no sign of poisoning."

"Is the dog's share still on him?"

"Yes." The tall man handed a small piece of sheepskin to Zhang Wanmeng.

Zhang Wanmeng pondered for a moment and said, "Tell everyone, you must be more careful next, and you have to sleep with two people at night, we are already being targeted." ”

"Yes."

……

"That's how it happened." The shopkeeper stood behind Lie Yu and told him what had just happened on the first floor.

Lie Yu turned the page of the book in his hand and said, "I originally wanted to add a little fire to them, but I didn't expect this fire to be a bit too much, and I also accidentally involved Long Gongzi." In that case, you should take advantage of it. A strange smile appeared at the corner of Lie Yu's mouth.

"Brother Zimo, what the hell do you say is going on?" Huo Qiushi took a bite of the duck leg in his hand and asked.

"He looks like he's poisoned but not like that, and I care more about that caravan than this."

"It's true that one was killed by the man in black who came from nowhere last night, and another one died mad today, and their reaction was a little strange, one was indignant, and the other was indifferent. Neither of these events seems to be a coincidence, but who would be targeting a caravan like this? ”

"Whoever targets them has nothing to do with us. It's best to be nosy so as not to get caught on fire. ”

"That's right, let's stay away from them, don't get involved in their affairs."

After eating, the two went out of the restaurant and prepared to go back to the inn to rest.

At this moment, a young woman appeared in front of them, she looked not very old, only about twenty years old, wearing tattered clothes, and many wounds from the whip on her body. She looked very flustered, and every two steps she took had to look back.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in barbarian clothes appeared in front of the woman, slapped her to the ground, and said, "Despicable slave, you still dare to run away!" ”

The woman got up, knelt and kept kowtowing to the middle-aged man: "Master, the slave doesn't dare!" Please let me go! ”

The middle-aged man showed a sneer: "Let you go?" Think beautifully! ”

With that, the man kicked the woman to the ground, and then waved the whip in his hand and kept whipping the woman.

The woman kept shouting for help, and most of the barbarians passing by ignored the scene as if it were a normal thing. As for the old Jin people, they dare not speak out.

The middle-aged man picked up the whip again, but this time the whip did not come down, not because his conscience found it, but because the whip was pulled.

It was Feng Zimo who made the shot, and he looked at the middle-aged man with a cold face. Although he doesn't want to take the initiative to provoke right and wrong, he is not the kind of person who will not save him when he dies after all.

Huo Qiushi came to the woman's side: "Are you okay?" ”

"Stinky boy! Originally, I was nosy, otherwise Lao Tzu would have beaten you together! The middle-aged man pulled the whip hard, trying to take the whip back from Feng Zimo's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the whip just didn't move.

Feng Zimo looked coldly at the middle-aged man who was working in vain, and didn't say a word. Suddenly, he let go of his grip on the whip, and the middle-aged man fell heavily to the ground.

The old Jin people who watched the excitement around all showed gloating smiles.

At this time, the woman was lying in Huo Qiushi's arms, already dying. The woman's body was already weak, and the middle-aged man's whip just now didn't know how much force he used, and he directly whipped the woman with only one breath.

"Why did you hit someone?" Feng Zimo asked expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man got up and said, "This actually dares to run away, shouldn't she be beaten?" Besides, what does it matter to you that Lao Tzu taught his own slaves and maids? ”

Feng Zimo didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a piece of silver and threw it to him, saying, "From now on, she is no longer your slave, get out." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at the dying woman, bit the silver in his hand with his teeth, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Feng Zimo's eyes looked at his back coldly, and he who had always hated barbarians became even more disgusted after passing through this. These aliens don't regard the old Jin people as human beings at all, and in their eyes, the old Jin people are no different from livestock.

"What's wrong with you? Don't sleep! ”

Huo Qiushi's voice pulled Feng Zimo's thoughts back. At this time, the woman's eyes were closed, her face was pale, but her expression was extremely relaxed.

Feng Zimo hurriedly squatted down, reached out to her nose, and her mood suddenly became extremely heavy.

"There's no help."

Huo Qiushi's face showed a look of grief and indignation, and said, "Isn't there anyone who cares about killing people on the street?" ”