Halfway through noon.

In the courtyard in front of the two-story building, the high-ranking members of the Deshou Army were holding a wine banquet.

The matter was only mentioned by the three masters this morning, and everyone will be gathered temporarily.

The first statement is that the eight masters are in a warm relationship.

The second statement is to apologize to the eldest brother for his reckless collision with the eighth child yesterday.

The winter wheat has not yet been harvested, and it is the time for the villagers to deflat.

But today's Hao Yong is extraordinarily generous, as if he had picked up new gold.

Three rams of two hundred pounds were killed.

More than a dozen chickens were slaughtered.

Even a few jars of wine from his private collection were taken out.

In such an age, this configuration is already considered a luxury.

There were more than 20 people sitting around the small courtyard, plus young men and women who came in and out to serve, and it was very lively for a while.

"Big brother, yesterday it was the third brother who blinded my lard, and I will compensate you."

Hao Yong stood up from the table and raised the wine bowl upward.

"I'm the little concubine who has a temper, and the eighth child was scolded by his mother, and as soon as our brains were pumped, we went to the eldest brother to spread the wild."

The righteous brother took the initiative to make amends, and Gan Deshou would not refute his face.

"The little things are gone."

He gulped down and flipped over the bowl to gesture.

"How is the eighth injured?"

Gan Deshou was concerned again.

"It's just a little scratch!"

Niu Laoba said disdainfully.

"Yesterday, I saw that kid was a big brother and a distinguished guest, so I let him, otherwise it's hard to say whether he will win or lose!"

He was grabbing a chicken leg to brag, but he saw Gan Deshou's face change and open to the door.

"Chi Gongzi, why are you back?"

"Big brother, you don't pay attention to it, you want to scare me with this?"

Niu Laoba didn't believe it at first, but soon found that everyone was looking at the door.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Hong Fan, who had just said goodbye in the morning, striding into the courtyard.

"Why are you back?"

Hao Yong saw the visitor staring at him, and asked unnaturally, as if he had seen a ghost.

Hong Fan only sneered.

"Chi Gongzi forgot something?"

Gan Deshou got up and asked.

"No, I'm here to seek revenge."

Hong Fan replied.

"Yesterday's incident, the eighth child has already repented......"

Gan Deshou said busily.

"It's not that little thing."

Hong Fan glanced at Niu Laoba, who was completely arrogant.

"Not long after I hit the road today, I was ambushed in the woods to the south."

"It's the man with a thousand faces who does it."

The house was in an uproar.

In Huaiyang country, the name "Thousand Faces Wind" can stop children from crying at night.

"Four people, two of them are high, and two of them are at the peak; I took them down and interrogated them carefully. ”

Hong Fan continued, his eyes like torches, staring at Hao Laosan.

"It turns out that they have an internal response in the Deshou Army - Hao Yong, yes or no?"

For a while, countless eyes converged on their three masters.

"Chi Gongzi, this matter is not trivial, and it is necessary to talk about evidence."

Gan Deshou glanced at the righteous brothers, and his face was slightly cold.

Then he saw Hong Fan take out four pieces from his sleeve and throw them over.

But it is a waist card with a thousand faces.

"A team of four people, this waist card can't be faked."

Hong Fan said and untied the azure burden.

There was a ball of flywheels twisted like scrap metal, and a few pieces of green jade of good color.

At this point, Hao Yong's face had turned pale.

"The one in the lead is called Feng Yixian."

Hong Fan said word by word.

"It is said that he is the descendant of the eleventh room of the Huaiyang Feng clan, and he was killed by me on a hill twenty miles away."

"Go now, and you'll still find the bones."

"Hao Yong, what else do you have to say when you are dying?"

He smiled and asked the second seat.

"You, you bloody mouth!"

Hao Yong instinctively retorted first.

Then, when he saw Hong Fan smiling, he thought of him with the combat strength of one enemy and four enemies, so he quickly changed his words.

"Thousands of faces, wind and blood!"

Hao Laosan actually got up with the case.

"My wife was kidnapped by the Tianfeng Army, I am inseparable from the gluttonous children, how can I collude with the thousand-faced wind?"

There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

The crowd seemed to be moved.

It's not that they believe in the character of the three masters.

In any case, this is the territory of the Deoksugan Army.

If someone comes and kills a master in front of him but doesn't give an explanation, how will he see people in the future?

"Chi Gongzi also please calm his anger, the wind has always been cunning, and I can't believe their words."

Gan Deshou was in the position of the big boss and had to come out to make peace.

"And give me some time, I promise to check ......"

Hong Fan interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"I don't have time to waste here."

He said indifferently, squinting slightly.

Hao Yong only felt a little cold sticking to his soul, and the hairs on his body stood on end, and he felt cold from his bone marrow.

"Chi Gongzi, you're forcing us to do it!"

Gan Deshou stood up suddenly, full of true qi ready to go.

Hong Fan looked at his posture and actually used a cliff palm.

All eight leaders and the dozen or so remaining leaders took on a battle stance.

"Boy, you think you can beat us dozens of ...... at a time"

Seeing this, Hao Yong immediately became brave.

But Hong Fan didn't care.

The sand stream floats silently.

One step forward, there is thunder.

The golden light flashed, and the blood fountain gushed into the sky.

When Hao Yong's headless body fell backwards, his last words were turning into echoes in the courtyard.

"The third child!"

"Three masters!"

"Brother Hao......"

A jumble of cries rang out in the hall.

When everyone was about to riot, they saw a sand stream on the ground stained red with Hao Yong's blood.

And that face that is just as good as the way to kill.

"Red ...... You don't have the surname Chi, you are Chisha Hongfan?! ”

A voice trembled.

Countless concepts associated with the name came to mind.

In the Bang Tianjiao, kill the red-faced god, and the star monarch of the sand world......

No one dares to act rashly anymore.

"As you can see, I killed Hao Yong."

Hong Fan turned around and glanced at the audience.

"Does anyone want to avenge him?"

He especially glanced at Niu Laoba, whose palms were still bandaged.

The two-meter-tall strong man hurriedly took a step back and hid behind others like a little daughter-in-law.

"Grandpa Chisha, I don't know about the Thousand Faces Wind, it's all the third brother who tells me to do whatever I do......"

His words were sincere, and there was some crying.

Of the more than 20 people, no one dared to move, and no one thought about asking for an explanation.

Hong Fan's name is the best explanation.

The three masters provoked Tianjiao and were slaughtered by Tianjiao.

What can I do?

As for whether he colluded with a thousand faces or not, does it matter?

Seeing this, Hong Fan dispersed his posture.

"Revenge has been avenged, you are destined to see you again."

He said goodbye casually and walked out of the yard.

At this time, Gan Deshou seemed to remember something, and raised his hand to make a sound.

But Hong Fan had already set off a sandstorm and took off.

The courtyard was silent.

Gan Deshou's complexion changed several times.

"The ...... of the three masters"

He gritted his teeth and looked at Hao Yong's corpse again to say something.

After all, he is the big boss of the Deshou Army.

The third boss was beaten to death in front of him, but he didn't dare to do anything, no matter what, it was a matter of hurting righteousness.

However, just when Gan Deshou's words were difficult and his face was gloomy, Niu Laoba interjected.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect the big boss to make friends with a character like Chisha!"

He pushed the leader in front of him and stood in the middle of the courtyard.

"In the past, the old eight were muddy and always offended the eldest brother, but now I will kowtow to you and say that it is not ......"

Niu Laoba is certainly illiterate and is a muddy thing.

But this development still made Gan Deshou stunned.

As the eight masters were the first to lose the festival, the words in the courtyard gradually increased.

"In the end, he is the big boss, and he is worthy of coming back from the sea of corpses and blood!"

"Oh, the big boss has such a connection, and he used to hide it from everyone......"

"Chisha was in a hurry just now, presumably because he didn't want to embarrass the big boss!"

"There is wine and food here, why don't you do the third brother's white affairs together?"

In the chaos, Hao Yong, who was in two parts, was quickly dragged out.

With the help of the wine and food prepared by the late three masters, the banquet actually continued to be held in a more enthusiastic way.

(End of chapter)