Chapter 19 How Will You Let This King Go?
An Jiang's internal strength had been discharged, and he couldn't hold his body, so he sat down slowly and glared at him with one eye: "You are still so shameless!" With a loyal dog face, others have to die! This little guy is your new disciple, right? Hehe, boy, you've got to be careful. Loyal dogs and loyal dogs, except for the master in their eyes, they can't tolerate others! It's your luck that you didn't die at my hands today, but Hong Laogou's means will never end, and this luck will be lost sooner or later! ”
Hong Sanbao sighed: "When you get to this step of the field, you haven't forgotten to fan the flames." Your little bit of caution, you haven't grown at all over the years! ”
An Jiang let out a strange miserable laugh: "Hehe...... After all these years, you still can't let go! You're here today because you want that thing, right? Stop dreaming, haha...... Our family loses to you for a lifetime, and this alone will win you once. Let's take it with us and go to the underworld together......"
Speaking of this, An Jiang glanced at Sun Zheng, and a bright smile appeared on his bloody face: "You come to rob it, I'm here!" If you can't grab it, I'll be mad at you...... Ha ha! ”
With the last laugh, the whole person was like a deflated ball, suddenly softened, and slowly shrunk into a ball.
Sun Zheng wanted to move, but Hong Sanbao raised his hand to stop: "This thief's trick is weird, don't be careless!" Where's your firearm? Give him a few more hits! ”
Sun Zheng Liang had a gun in his hand, and before he could buckle the machine, An Jiang, who was in a nest, suddenly burst out, his hands were raised, and several cold lights attacked Sun Zheng's master and apprentice at the same time, and he rubbed his body at the same time and pounced on Hong Sanbao, his hands were shining, obviously carrying some sharp weapon.
Sun Zheng didn't think twice, urged the spiral nine shadows with all his strength, grabbed in front of Hong Sanbao in one step, stopped all the cold light, two spikes pierced into his body, and the sand eagle in his right hand just pestled into Anjiang's rotten eye hole.
Bang bang!
After two consecutive shots, An Jiang's head exploded into a rotten watermelon, hanging on Sun Zheng like a headless koala.
Hiss! Sun Zheng gritted his teeth and pulled the two short swords off his body. Grandma's, half a centimeter thick titanium alloy can't be stopped, and it's pierced by this thing! What kind of material, I took it!
Pushing away the soft corpse, turning his head to see, Hong Sanbao pinched a trick with both hands, and his face was full of helplessness. This was not expected that Sun Zheng would stop An Jiang for him.
"You! There are some things that should be converged or converged. First go to pranayama to recover, and wait for the beginning and end of the teacher's cooking. ”
Hong Sanbao took out an incense burner the size of a baby's fist from his sleeve pocket, took out a residual incense the size of a peanut, rubbed it lightly with two fingers, lit it with internal force, and placed it next to An Jiang's corpse.
Sun Zheng was very obedient, obediently retreated to the side and meditated cross-legged, breathing and internal strength, and couldn't help but see what tricks the old man was playing.
A wisp of white smoke floated out of the incense burner, and after circling around the small incense burner for a week, it seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and drifted towards a corpse on the ground. It was An Jiang's godson, who was pinched to death by Hong Sanbao and thrown at the door of the room.
The pillar of smoke floated all the way to the little eunuch, slowly gathered into a ball, and was dispersed by Hong Sanbao's palm.
The old man groped for a moment on the little eunuch's body, smiled, and pointed like a knife, lightly slashed at the little eunuch's chest, and took out something from the wound in a bloody manner. Tear a piece of cloth from the corpse and wipe it carefully.
"He thought that if he hid the secret, our family would have no choice. Hmph, but I didn't expect that our family had already found Wang Ding......"
Hong Sanbao muttered a few words, sighed again, took off the bronze talisman on his waist, and with a flick of his fingers, a high-frequency humming sound instantly sounded in the night sky, and in a moment, a similar sound sounded almost simultaneously around the old seven mansions, and with this buzz, the entire Taiyuan City was full of this sound.
Squeak, the door of the old seven houses was pushed open, and a team of fans wearing high hats hurried in with lanterns and torches.
The two red-robed eunuchs quickly overtook the team with small steps, came to Hong Sanbao, and bowed down: "Tian Wenyi, Wei Hu, see the ancestor!" ”
The old man asked, "Is the food clean?" ”
"Back to the ancestor, there are forty-six guards in the old seven mansions, and they have all taken them, and none of them have slipped through the net!"
Good! The old man praised one: "Since they are willing to be thieves, let them go to Huangquan with this thief, and they will have a companion on the way!" ”
"Yes!"
At the sound of an order, the team members worked in groups of twos and dragged a group of unconscious guys into the courtyard. Tian Wenyi made a gesture, and those fans moved in response, pulling the captive's head and twisting it with only one twist, and forty-six people burped in a stun.
Sun Zheng smacked his lips, it seems that the old man has been looking for this matter for a while. I seem to be confused, and I am being used as a tool. I feel hurt and do not open the forest.
Hong Sanbao's gaze turned to Sun Zheng: "Is it okay to adjust your breath?" ”
Sun Zheng hurriedly got up and obediently came to the old man's side. It seems that most of the old man knows that our physique is not afraid of injury, so pretending to be like this kind of old monster is better to save it, there is no need. If he really wants to get us, with our small body, he can't turn over the palm of his hand.
followed the old man out of the old seven mansions, only to see a few rows of guys with swords standing neatly on the street, these people didn't speak, standing quietly in the night, if it weren't for Sun Zheng's night vision, it is estimated that they would not be able to find it.
Walking out of the street, I only heard a beeping sound behind me, and turned my head to see that the old seventh house had already caught fire, which was to engage in physical purification.
Sun Zheng said in a low voice: "Master, do you want someone to prepare some water dragons and the like, don't burn the neighbors." ”
Hong Sanbao scolded with a smile: "Poor mouth! If they can't even grasp the fire, they will fill the fire pit themselves! ”
Sun Zheng saw that the old man did not mean to stop: "Master, where are we going now?" ”
"Go to the Jin Palace! Wipe your ass! ”
Cut! Wipe my ass, I didn't offend the king of Jin. But the old man didn't explain, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he had to follow obediently.
The distance is not far, less than half an hour, to the Jin Palace. I saw that the side door of the palace was wide open, and two rows of Fanzi and brocade guards holding big lanterns were waiting in line.
When the old man came to the door, two rows of people bowed in unison to salute: "See the ancestor!" ”
The old man didn't speak, but he responded and stepped into the door. In the courtyard of the outer house, there were several rows of corpses, and on the other side there were several disheveled guys, and behind them were a brocade-clothed captain. These are those heroes? Tsk, you can't even make a splash!
A place as small as the old seven mansions is a ball, and the Jin Wangfu is really awesome when it is a nest! How did the old man get it? Where do these guys usually cower? I also mixed around in Taiyuan for a few days, but I didn't find out!
All the way into the Jin Palace, even through three halls, straight into the inner house.
In the main hall of the inner house, the old man in the yellow prince's uniform was pacing back and forth under the light, seeing the master and apprentice approaching, he sat back in the chair with hatred, and stared at Hong Sanbao with a resentful face.
Hong Sanbao gave his hand very perfunctorily: "Slave Hong Sanbao, see His Royal Highness the King of Jin!" ”
King Jin stared at Hong Sanbao and said in a trembling voice: "You're still here!" Gonggong Jiang must have gone before the king, and after so many years, you still can't help but do it...... What do you have to do to let this king go? ”
Hong Sanbao's face did not change: "Your Highness is serious!" His Royal Highness is a hereditary prince, and his dignity is incomparable, how dare an old slave commit it! It should be the old slave who came to ask His Highness, how can I let the old slave go? ”
King Jin said angrily: "You have an old grudge against Gonggong Jiang, just kill him, and now you won't even let go of this king?" Isn't it enough that this king has been staying at home for decades, and he no longer participates in external affairs? ”
Hong Sanbao said indifferently: "Your Highness's character, the old slave is naturally trustworthy. The old slave was only worried that the King of Jin, who later attacked the lord, would not understand things as well as His Royal Highness. Provoke the good players today, and plunder the caravan tomorrow. Wouldn't the day after tomorrow be to raise troops on the side of the king? The day by day the noise was boiling, and the old slave couldn't even sleep faithfully. I had to come to the door and ask His Highness for an explanation. ”
King Jin's face changed several times, and he raised his trembling right hand: "Shizi? …… He offended you? Shizi suffered a lot when he was young, but he just liked to play......"
Hong Sanbao made a gesture, and on the other side, a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the prince appeared around several fans. Sun Zheng understood, these people were the servants in the Jin Palace! A group of undercover agents, no wonder King Jin is recruiting people outside all day long, who can stand it!
King Jin is also miserable, he has been tossed for so many years, and has recruited a lot of heroes in the rivers and lakes, it is estimated that most of them are undercover agents sent by others, and the other half is just to come to the palace to mix rice. At the moment of life and death, he either turned his face or was killed, and there was no one who did anything!
Zhu Qiyuan, the son of King Jin, was already very impatient when he was pushed and shoved, and when he saw his father, he called out the song: "Father! Are these minions going to rebel today?! Why...... Who is this old splash? How dare you stand and talk to your father? Don't you call someone to hit the board, boom out?! ”
King Jin closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "It was this king who harmed him, and this king is willing to abolish his position as the son of the world, and only ask Gonggong Hong to give him a way to live!" ”
Hong Sanbao sighed and said, "Your Highness still doesn't understand? His Royal Highness is not crazy, today he can hide from His Royal Highness to train private soldiers and plunder caravans, he attacked the lord in the day, if he does not rebel, he is afraid that his private soldiers will not be able to appease. ”
Zhu Qiyuan was shocked, no longer like the second goods just now, and sneered: "It's my waste imperial nephew who got the news and asked you to chase me as the lord of the Jin Palace?" ”
That's what it's like to tear your face. The descendants of the Zhu family are all born acting skills.
Hong Sanbao shook his head: "If such things are spread, the royal reputation must not be good-looking." Your Majesty is also a bodhisattva, and he can't see his family suffering. I heard that the two mansions of King Jin and King Qingcheng had to live by robbery. I can't bear it in my heart, but I feel that my own governance is improper, my food is unpleasant, and I can't sleep at night. The old slave couldn't help it, so he had to take care of the matter for the master in private, so that the master could sleep peacefully. ”
Zhu Qiyuan showed a mocking face: "You already know it, why bother to come to this fake fishy?" If you want to do it, let's draw a path! ”
Hong Sanbao turned his gaze to Sun Zheng, Sun Zheng was startled, what does it matter to me?