On the official road fifty miles outside the north gate of Jiangzhou County, there was a vicious incident of the Demon Heaven Sect attacking the people ten days ago, causing a total of seven local casualties, these Demon Heaven Sect members under the banner of Wei Wang Tang Jiusheng, insisted that these people did not obey the orders of the Wei King, they should be killed, killed five people on the spot, and deliberately left two live mouths, beat the people and asked them to bring a message to the county guard, and those who dared to disobey the orders of the Demon Heaven Sect were all killed. The whole Jiangzhou was panicked for a while, and everyone complained that King Wei should not join the Demon Sect.

Fortunately, in the past few days, notices have been posted at the four gates of the county guard yamen, vegetable markets, official schools, and wherever people gather in the city, notices have been posted, and it is clearly ordered that King Wei has never joined the Demon Heaven Sect, and anyone who catches the injured Demon Heaven Sect will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver for one person who is captured alive, and the captured Demon Heaven Sect can be used to receive the reward at the county guard Yamen. For a time, everyone in Jiangzhou took to the streets with weapons, and they were gearing up one by one, hoping to capture a few Demon Heaven Sect members alive in exchange for a reward. Those Demon Heaven Sect members who hurt people suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

Seven or eight days have passed, and there is still a ghost shadow of the Demon Heaven Sect, and the excitement of the people at the beginning has gradually passed, life must go on, and people's hatred for the Demon Heaven Sect is gradually fading, after all, it was not themselves who were injured at the beginning. Only the officers and soldiers of the squad sent by the county guard yamen were still searching for those Demon Heaven Sect members from time to time, and when they heard someone speaking with a foreign accent, they had to come forward to check when they saw a suspicious face.

What people don't know is that there are still some regimental trainings under the command of Tong Liang, the head of the regimental training sect, disguised as ordinary people, and moved around on the official roads outside the city. However, although the officers and soldiers and the regimental training were all searching for the people of the Demon Heaven Sect everywhere, these people were as if they had evaporated from the world, and there was no longer any sound.

On the official road outside the north gate of Jiangzhou County, a small dart team composed of more than ten people is driving two dart cars, hurried to the direction of the county town, here is close to 60 miles away from the county seat, this small dart team wants to rush to Jiangzhou City before dark, otherwise it will be dark one night, the curfew will begin, the four gates will be locked, and they will have to sleep outside the city.

Two horsemen opened the way in front, apparently executioners. The first man on the dart cart was a red-faced man, nearly six feet tall, with unkempt hair and a big knife on his back. There is a green dart flag on the dart car, embroidered with two big gold characters "four links", which is the name of this dart game.

At this time, there are no pedestrians on the official road, the dart team is running forward along the official road, there is a mess of rocks on both sides of the road in front, there are some desolate graves behind, grass and trees are also growing strangely, very mad, this distance is about five miles, it is the place where the demon sect members attacked seven local people a few days ago. The red-faced man shouted, "Brothers, the road ahead is very treacherous, you must be more careful!

All the brothers of the dart team agreed together, and the two runners in front of them were carrying knives, but they were holding two gongs in their hands, and they struck together, "Sitong Dart Bureau borrowed the ...... of Guibao" The guys behind them followed and said: "Hewu ......" The red-faced man muttered something in a low voice, and the people next to him couldn't hear it clearly.

Suddenly there was a long neighing of horses, and the mounts of the two runners who had opened the way were tripped over. The two fell off the horse together, and the gong was broken, but fortunately, the two of them were still good at martial arts, and they barely stood firm before they landed, even so, they were not lightly frightened, and the two horses fell to the ground, and the yellow gravel road was full of dust and smoke. The two men who opened the way had earthy faces and hurriedly fled back.

The people of the dart team immediately gathered together to protect the two dart carts, but no one drew their knives out of their sheaths, and it was taboo to draw their knives first. There was a bang behind the rocks on both sides of the road, and more than 30 men with black cloth strips tied around their heads and white crescents embroidered on their heads blocked the way. The first person, about forty years old, with a sideways face, is not a good person at first glance, riding a black horse, carrying a black spear, and shouting: "The left envoy of the Demon Heaven Sect, Duan Fourteen, is here, you still don't get off the horse and surrender, when will you wait?"

Although a runner who opened the way was frightened, he still reluctantly smiled on his face: "It turned out to be the master of the Demon Heaven Sect! Our Sitong Dart Bureau is a small font, and we make a living by walking darts, and we have borrowed this place to harass your sect, it is really a last resort, there is rudeness, and I hope that Duan Zuo and all the masters can bear with me!"

The man known as Duan Fourteen waved the black gun in his hand and spat fiercely, "Fuck you, what kind of four-way dart game, in the hands of the masters of the Demon Heaven Sect, it won't work anywhere! You should change the name to call it the No-Pass Dart Bureau! Tell your dart head to come out, a runner is a fart, and he is also worthy of talking to your Uncle Duan?" Those men of the Demon Sect laughed together, and shouted: "Duan Zuo's envoy said well! You should be called a non-dart game! If you want to go over, leave the dart car, and let you pass!"

Behind the dart team, a gray-clothed bearded man lifted his horse forward, more than ten steps away from the people of the Demon Heaven Sect, took the horse, and arched his hand: "Duan Zuo envoy, under is the dart head of the Sitong Dart Bureau, also surnamed Duan, we are also our own family, not to mention that we meet in Pingshui, there is no enmity, why don't we make a friend? As the saying goes, multiple friends have many roads, and many enemies have many walls, even if your Demon Heaven Sect is strong, it is impossible to defeat the invincible opponents in the world, right?" We are walking the rivers and lakes in the dart game, nothing more than relying on friends to enjoy bowls of rice to eat, please ask friends Duan to raise your noble hand, okay?"

Duan Shiyi waved the black gun in his hand, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and flew straight to the face of the dart head surnamed Duan, fortunately, the dart head surnamed Duan had good martial arts, and he dodged in a hurry to avoid this thick phlegm. Duan Fourteen scolded: "My damn bah, Lao Tzu spit out a mouthful of phlegm on you, that's worthy of you! You still dare to hide the fuck! Hurry down and lick and eat that phlegm to Lao Tzu, Duan Fourteenth Master is happy, maybe he will let you go, otherwise, I will leave your dart cart and dog head!"

The dart master surnamed Duan sank his face for a moment, but he still reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "Friend Duan, I have the money to buy the road here, I don't know if you are willing to accept it or not, if you are willing to accept it, you should give it to this thin face, Duan Mou will definitely not dare to forget the benefits of the Demon Heaven Sect!

Duan Shishi shouted, pounced on the horse, stabbed with a wave of his gun, and scolded: "Bah, the rice bucket of a group of bodyguards, who the hell is rare for you to say good things! Stay for your life first!" A black spear two feet long, like a strange python out of a hole, stabbed into the throat of Duan Dart's head. Duan Dart's kung fu was really good, and he shouted, an iron plate bridge, lying on the saddle, could dodge this shot. Duan Fourteen stabbed the air with a shot, and another Demon Sect member behind him shouted, and rushed up with his horse. Two people pinch the dart head.

The big and small dart masters and guys of the Sitong Dart Bureau, everyone is angry, and they can't care about the rules, since the Demon Sect on the other side wants to play with their lives, then everyone will play with their lives! The people of the Dart Bureau shouted, and rushed up with the guys, and they didn't even care about the dart cart.