"Come on, take the adults to light the sky lanterns."

Zhang Yi shouted, and a group of people downstairs crowded up to hug a group of family members, all of whom were fierce and vicious, and they were carrying knives.

The patrolman, who was hidden in the corner of the roof, quickly drew his sword and ran to the patrol to block the gang.

The roof of this building is not big, but there are ten hidden masters.

Zhang Yi sat on the table in front of the patrol press and looked at the patrol press, but the patrol press was unmoved, picked up the teacup and scraped the tea leaves with the lid of the cup.

The Zhang family's family was stopped by the patrol's subordinates, and one of the leading Zhang family's soldiers slashed at the other party with a knife, and the patrol's subordinates were naturally not vegetarians, swinging the knife to block, and a companion next to him had already slashed horizontally and cut off the head of the bird.

The thick blood rushed wildly, splashing onto the gazebo on the roof, and then dripping down again.

"Those who come near will be killed."

The patrolman's men shouted in unison.

Zhang Yi brought some crooked melons and cracked dates, which was better than fighting bravely, and was deterred by such a deterrent from the other party, and suddenly his legs were a little weak and he didn't dare to step forward, and he looked at Zhang Yi one by one at a loss.

Zhang Yi was picked up from the table by the collar by a patrolman, and thrown onto the wooden guardrail on the roof, and Zhang Yi hit the guardrail like a rag doll.

Fortunately, this guardrail is strong, otherwise it would not be enough to fall for eight lives.

Zhang Yi was choked by the fall, struggled to get up, and another warm feeling went up to his throat, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Looking at a group of cowering family members, Zhang Yi opened his mouth and encouraged: "I will give 1,000 taels for killing him, and I will give 500 taels to settle down if he dies. ”

The people brought by Zhang Yi were suddenly eager to try like chicken blood, five hundred taels of silver, that was five hundred taels, and he had never seen so much money in his life.

They knew that the Zhang family was almost wiped out, and the second son inherited a lot of silver, and the second son also rewarded his subordinates.

If the things explained are done, in the Zhang family, the second son is definitely the most generous, so if you work hard today, you can't run away with five hundred taels, and you have a chance to fight for one thousand taels.

"Together, five hundred and one lives are worth it."

A family member at the back of the Zhang family shouted.

The Zhang family members "babbled" and rushed to the patrol subordinates, and for a while, there was no coming-and-going, but a one-sided slaughter.

There seems to be a row of meat grinders in front of the patrol, the knife is fast and accurate, the quality of the knife is also excellent, and the knife can directly break the opponent's blade with all its strength, and when the other party is stunned, a knife is split on the collarbone, and the knife is pulled out with a kick, and there is no trace of blood on the knife.

The Zhang family's side basically went up one by one and died, and the limbs flew randomly under the light of the knife, and the bloody patrol men were all over their faces.

Downstairs came up a man with a bird's gun, and a crossbow bolt passed through the crowd, and the man was scooped by the crossbow arrow before he could light the fire rope.

Another Zhang family picked up the bird gun, the cat lit the fire rope, he thought about getting up and shot directly, so he got up suddenly, but he didn't pull the trigger, and another crossbow bolt pierced his head.

In this way, this fire gun is like a hot potato, and no one dares to pick it up.

After the fierce confrontation at the beginning of the battle, which killed more than a dozen people in chopping melons and vegetables, Zhang Yi did not dare to rush up in a swarm.

Instead, they began to get anxious, and they only dared to slash with their knives from a distance, or pick up the knives of their slashed companions and throw them.

Zhang's family showed a declining trend, which made the patrol's subordinates even more comfortable to deal with.

Eight people were left to deal with the Zhang family, one of the guards patrolled, and the other walked to Zhang Yi's side, wanting to cut off this eyeless man.

Zhang Yi retreated along the guardrail, and a family member who didn't dare to go up to cut it, saw Zhang Yi retreating in a hurry, and the family rushed to Zhang Yi with an "ah" shout, blocking in front of him.

I don't dare to cut him, but I have to seize such a good opportunity to perform.

The patrolman's men had already walked briskly to the front.

The family in front of Zhang Yi stretched out the knife very long, and threw it left and right with the intention of panicking away from the other party.

Zhang Yi staggered to his own camp, why did he pretend to be in front of the patrol? Did you do anything sitting there, these birdmen didn't play cards according to the routine, and they choked enough.

In the face of this rogue knife technique, the family also wanted to laugh, he held the knife tighter, grabbed a knife flower casually, and took advantage of the situation to slash from the bottom to the top.

The family that stopped in front of Zhang Yi was broken alive from his chin to his forehead.

A few more loyal members of the Zhang family ran over to block the knife.

But three or five people couldn't stop him at all, and the patrolman's subordinates were also enlightened, and the Zhang family's family had never learned how to block knives from the bottom up.

Coupled with the good knife that was completely crushed, one knife at a time, it was killed in front of Zhang Yi in two clicks, and he was ready to sweep the knife and prepare to cut off Zhang Yi's head.

"Slow down, don't kill, the officer still has questions to ask."

The patrolman's subordinate hurriedly withdrew the knife, Zhang Yi looked powerless, and he didn't feel any danger, so he picked up Zhang Yi and ran to the patrol.

Patrol: "I want to see how many people in the Zhang family can kill this official?" ”

Zhang Yi was carried over and slammed on the table in front of the patrol.

The tea set on the table was directly crushed by Zhang Yi's back, and then stabbed on the back, and the tea mixed with blood fell to the edge of the table.

"Who can catch this fat man, this Baifu Lou Lao Tzu will give it to him."

Zhang Yi laughed and shouted while vomiting blood, and his teeth were no longer white.

The Zhang family members are ready to fight with them again.

Those who didn't squeeze up at the bottom were also in a hurry.

The patrol press was not in the mood to continue to watch the unilateral chopping, picked up the teacup that was not broken in the corner of the table, took a sip, spit out the tea leaves on the face of Zhang Yi who was lying in front of him, and said:

"Why do you want to fight with me and me?"

Zhang Yi: "If you kill my whole family, I can't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood." ”

The Zhang family began to fight with the patrol again, and the people behind found some tables, chairs, benches, flowers and plants on the roof and threw them at the patrol.

The patrol here began to be overwhelmed, and on the one hand, it was necessary to guard against the enemy in front of it, and to dispose of the bird gun as soon as possible, and now there are more things to lose.

Someone downstairs was already carrying a small stone from the pool on the first floor.

The ten subordinates of the patrol press have all gone to deal with the Zhang family, and no one cares about Zhang Yi and the patrol press anymore.

Zhang Yi turned over and turned to the ground with a force, and the patrol thought that Zhang Yi was going to run, so he didn't pay attention to it, and got up and ordered his subordinates to break through here.

But before he could take two steps, Zhang Yi's voice sounded behind him.

"You may have forgotten that this is my Wang's building."

The patrol press looked back and found that Zhang Yi had already pointed a bird gun at his head with one hand, and a fire fold in the other hand, which stopped above the bird gun powder pool.

Zhang Yi: "Don't move, if you move again, I'll open this fat man's head." ”

Seeing this, the patrolman's subordinates were also at a loss, and the patrolman gasped in his nose and ordered his subordinates not to act rashly.

He approached Zhang Yi and thought about arguing again.

Zhang Yi didn't accept this, and brought the fire fold closer to the powder pool and threatened: "Just stand there." ”

Seeing that the situation was reversed in an instant, the Zhang family was overjoyed, and they all ran forward to tie up the patrol's subordinates.

"You just said I killed your whole family, but I didn't"

Zhang Yi: "The medicine you asked your master to send yesterday, who else is it not you?" ”

Patrol: "That's the ancestral prescription of the master's family, since it can cure the plague, of course I asked him to send it to your family." ”

Zhang Yi: "Tie him up for me first." ”

The family leader was ordered to rush up quickly, and the patrol press was also tied up, and the family downstairs had already run up with a very thick top door bar.

Zhang Yi even prepared in advance how to tie up the patrol, just like tying a pig, hanging four hooves upside down.

Tie them up, plug the Patrol's mouth, and carry it down, without giving the Patrolman a chance to continue talking.

Zhang Yi saw that the patrol press was carried down, and he also sat down on the chair where the patrol press was sitting before.

Looking at the patrol men who were tied by three circles of rope inside and three times outside.

"Pull it down for interrogation, if it's not for the poison pressed by the patrol, it will be released."

The family leader was ordered to lead ten people down there.

Zhang Yi saw that everyone was going down, and beckoned to the family group, and a family member hurriedly ran over.

"When the trial is over, kill them all, and throw them into the pile of dead people outside the city."

After instructing, Zhang Yi lay on the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.

The family members who listened to Zhang Yi's instructions just now were also clever, and let a few family members carry the chair Zhang Yi was sitting on and went downstairs.

When he went down to the first floor, he prepared two round wooden sticks and walked through the hole reserved in the chair, and carried Zhang Yi to the courtyard smoothly.

Otherwise, how to say that this is the building of the Zhang family, the patrol press is Zhang Yi's favorite chair, in order to be comfortable, the chair is also very large, and the patrol press thought it was a chair specially made for him.

Previously, Zhang Yi flipped under the table to get the bird gun hidden under the table.

The patrol press was also fooled by the woman next to him and said that the scenery on the roof of the building was good, and he could bask in the sun, so he went to the roof of the building.

…

In Zhang's courtyard, Zhang Yi let the patrol next to the newly built big pond be brought over.

When Zhang Yi arrived, the patrol had been placed in a large wooden barrel, covered with sackcloth, and the barrel was full of oil from the neck down.

Seeing Zhang Yi coming, the patrol press shouted: "Zhang Yi, you are killing the imperial court officials, this kind of behavior is like a rebellion, and you want to connect the nine clans." ”

Zhang Yi: "Do I still have nine clans?" ”

The patrol pressed and said anxiously: "No, the poison is the master, the medicine given by the master." ”

Zhang Yi: "I only know that it was poisoned by your men, and as for you, I need to light a sky lantern to commemorate my dead parents." ”

"Where is Master now?"

The patrol writhed anxiously, but now he couldn't even move his fingers, and said anxiously:

"I don't know, he disappeared after delivering the medicine."

Zhang Yi stood up, took out the wooden stick that carried the chair, weighed it, and felt very handy.

"Hold his head down for me."

Zhang Yi commanded coldly, and the chairmen who carried the chairs hurriedly went up to hold the head of the patrolman.

Zhang Yizhu ran two steps and stabbed the thick wooden stick into the patrol's mouth, and the patrolman subconsciously closed his mouth.

In an instant, the upper and lower lips were blurred with blood, and all the teeth were stabbed and fell out.