In the back house of Zhizhou's mansion, Zhizhou was sitting on a chair in annoyance, thinking about the situation of his own ugliness when he was promoted to the hall today, and his heart couldn't help but be full of anger and anxiety. What should I do?

He thought of the Kunlun Arhat again, his arm was cut off, don't let anything happen! If the Kunlun monk really has something long and short, he is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.

Zhizhou muttered in a low voice: "Old Chen family, old Chen family, don't embarrass me! This person who hurts your son-in-law, I will definitely find a way to kill him!"

As he thought about it, a surge of anger welled up in his heart, and he needed to vent it fiercely. For some reason, he picked up the teacup on the table and slammed it to the ground, the splinters not enough to calm his mind. He overturned the wooden table in front of him again, and the things on the table were scattered all over the ground, and there was a huge crashing sound between the table and the floor, which made the entire prefect of the prefecture capital alarmed.

The old butler hurriedly ran in, hurriedly picked up the table, bowed and said, "Master, what's the matter with you?

Na Zhizhou gritted his teeth, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he tapped the handle of the chair with his fingers, and he sighed: "Oh, this official is difficult to be! It's too hard!"

The old butler asked, "Is there such a thing, and where is this prisoner now?"

"It's in prison. ”

The old butler rolled his eyes and smiled: "Master, the old servant has an idea!" he leaned over and whispered a few words in Zhizhou's ear. When Zhizhou heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Okay! You can find someone to do it! Be cautious!"

The old butler walked out of the room, with a smug and sly smile on his face, and said to himself, "Hey, I'm so smart!"

Not long after, the old butler hurriedly trotted away in the direction of the prison. Suddenly, he saw a group of dart masters at the entrance of the Yongle Dart Bureau surrounding and discussing. The old housekeeper has always been very tactful, and he has some friendship with various powerful businessmen in Xuanzhou City.

He leaned in front to take a look, two cars, each with two boxes on the car, he hugged his fists and said: "Oh, good afternoon! Oh, last time your silver was unfortunately intercepted by the thief, I heard that the thief was given a nest last night, it really deserves it! By the way, now the Guidart Bureau has lost the silver, I don't know how to do it?"

The chief dart master of the dart board waved his hand and said, "It's going to be over." Steward Wang, come and see, something strange has happened! As soon as we arrived here today, we found two cars at the door, and the cars were loaded with the silver we lost a few days ago, and there was no small amount of money!"

"The one that was lost in Jingting Mountain?" asked Steward Wang in surprise.

"Yes, I also left a note with something written on it: 'When we heard that your dart board was hijacked by thieves, we were not very angry, and now we draw our swords to help you and regain the dart silver for you, so as to uphold justice. Remember, don't make a fuss, thank you, thank you. The chief dart master took the note and read it.

"I'll see!" the butler took the note and looked at it, and it was true.

The chief dart master continued: "Didn't you say that the one who broke Jingting Mountain was a beautiful young man who was a monk? I met them yesterday! We also thought of them as thieves from Jingting Mountain, and that monk and Kunlun monk looked the same, and we explained it clearly later. I guess the two men heard us say that before they went to kill the thief. Speaking of this, the chief dart master had a proud look on his face.

"You said they killed the thief, where are they now?"

"Isn't it in prison, and you've been arrested by your lord Zhizhou!" the chief dart master asked strangely, "Are you so difficult that you don't know?"

"How could I not know?" said the butler, astonished.

The chief dart master laughed and said, "You still don't know? You got up late today? In order to arrest the two of them, the whole city was under martial law, and when he was caught, he also played you adults during the interrogation in the court!" he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he said this, and said in front of the servants that the master was really not good.

When the old butler heard these words, his face turned pale all of a sudden: It turns out that the person I am going to deal with is actually them! When he thought about it, he was a little frightened, and the myth of the two fighting a hundred cowards was too terrifying.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?" the chief dart master asked when he saw that Steward Wang's face was wrong.

Steward Wang tried to adjust his state, and pretended to be calm: "Oh-it's okay, I'm still in some urgency, so I'll leave first!"

"Why don't you have a meal at our board?" shouted the chief dart master.

"No, goodbye!" the old butler did not even look back, and ran forward desperately.

"Like a madman, this old man has fallen into an evil spirit!" said the chief dart master in a low voice to the man next to him.

At this time, Zhu Biao in the prison was really mad, he was both annoyed and helpless when he was scolded by Shan Yuliang's words. No way, who let Zhu Biao not have Shan Yuliang to speak?

Zhu Biao really couldn't help it, and he would beat him up if he said it! He still didn't believe that a weak scholar could beat himself, the tiger overlord who dominated Xuanzhou City! He rushed to Shan Yuliang's face, smashed Yuliang's head with a punch, and the punch fell, and Zhu Biao saw that Shan Yuliang was gone!

At this time, Zhu Biao felt a huge pain in his buttocks, he was unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground. He lay on the ground and saw that Shan Yuliang was behind him!, "When did you run behind me?" Zhu Biao shouted while holding his buttocks.

"Isn't this very simple! Isn't it just hiding a cat and a cat? Isn't it normal to sneak behind you and kick you?" Shan Yuliang smiled with a raised face.

"No, you, you, it's not normal!" Zhu Biao felt that Yuliang's dodge speed was too fast!

"Why am I abnormal? You didn't even play with Tibetan cats when you were a kid, did you?"

"My fucking ......"

Zhu Biao was about to say something, but was interrupted by Shan Yuliang with a hippie smile: "It seems that you don't have a happy childhood! Hmm? What do you say? You don't have a happy childhood, what's the matter with your mother? You are an unfilial son, you still have the face to blame your mother? Look how I clean you up!" After that, Shan Yuliang walked up to him and kicked a few more times, rolling Zhu Biao on the ground in pain.

Fakong sat next to him and leaned back and smiled, tears were about to flow out, he laughed and said, "Good brother, there is really you!"

Zhu Biao's two servants couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly ran to help, but they were also beaten by Shan Yuliang.

Shan Yuliang said to the three people on the ground with blue noses and swollen faces: "If you dare to bully people again, you will be beaten into pigs' heads!" In fact, the faces of those three people were almost the same as pigs' heads.

At this moment, a jailer outside stuffed two bowls of good food and rice, and shouted to Yuliang Fakong: "Two, this is your lunch, please use it slowly!"

Shan Yuliang took it, handed one of the bowls to Fakong, and wanted to start eating. But Fakong stopped Shan Yuliang and whispered a few words in his ear, and Yuliang's face gradually became solemn.