Chapter Ninety-Five: The Assassin Appears
When the two young men came out of the Meng family opera troupe, it was almost dusk. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
The cold ice pulled Song Qingfeng to a remote and uninhabited place, although he had a harmless smile on his face, but his eyes were unabashedly flashing with a calculating light, and Song Qingfeng couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
"Brother Song, if I hadn't secretly pulled you, would you still continue to sit on that hardwood chair and wait for another dinner to come?"
A black line suddenly crossed Song Qingfeng's forehead, "Do you think I'm willing to sit there and listen to your ghost crying wolf howl for two hours?" Lao Tzu's legs-" He slammed and smiled embarrassedly, "My legs, it's my legs, as soon as I drank the wine, I became more and more disobedient!"
"So, Brother Song just admits that I, as a brother, really helped you?" asked Han Bing with a smile.
"What about admitting it?" Song Qingfeng immediately looked at him with a wary expression.
Seeing this, Han Bing leaned forward even more, and said with a smile: "Why did Brother Song make such an expression?
"Of course it's not suspicion, but conviction!" Song Qingfeng took a step back as he spoke, in order to distance himself from this obviously ill-intentioned guy.
"Brother Song, this is the outside! As brothers, they should only help each other, how can they coerce each other?"
"Help each other?" Song Qingfeng finally got to the point.
"Of course, Brother Song, you have been beaten and your actions are hindered, and as a brother, I will pull you up, so as not to lose face in front of Old Man Meng. But Brother Song, don't forget, brother, I was also beaten, if I want not to lose face in front of others, I have to do me a small favor Brother Song. β
"What's the little favor?"
"I think Brother Song also saw it, and my brother's robe was stained with some blood, so if I go back like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fool the pastββ"
Song Qingfeng frowned, "What's so difficult about this? β
Han Bing shook his head and said: "Those guys in the clothing shop are really not credible, when they see the blood stains on my body, they will definitely secretly report to the official and cause more trouble!"
"Then I'll buy ββ, for you and replace it. Song Qingfeng said with righteousness.
Han Bing still shook his head, "This time, I'm afraid it will be delayed for a long time, if we don't go back before dark, Ling Zun and my uncle will definitely send someone out to arrest him." β
Song Qingfeng couldn't help but shiver when he thought of his father's black face, and asked hesitantly, "Then what do you want?"
Han Bing rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "There is indeed a simple and easy way, but I don't know if Brother Song can agree?"
"Don't ramble any more! if you kid has any ideas, just tell them and listen to them!"
"I swapped clothes with Brother Song!"
Song Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, "You let me go back covered in blood?
"Ling Zun will only feel more distressed when he sees it, will he beat you again?" said Han Bing with a wink.
"But-" Song Qingfeng still felt that something was wrong, scratched his head a few times and said, "But, wouldn't Uncle Ling feel distressed when he saw the blood stains on your body?"
Han Bing sighed exaggeratedly and said: "It doesn't matter if my uncle will feel distressed when he sees it, what matters is that if Sister Xiangjun sees it, she will definitely cry in distress, Brother Song is still willing to do it?"
Song Qingfeng's handsome face suddenly turned red, "What...... Willing...... You ...... Hugh is going to talk nonsense!"
Han Bing just stood there for a long time, smiling as he watched Song Qingfeng hurriedly take off the blue power suit on his body.
After changing their clothes, the two went to the gate of the theater together to get their horses, and then they parted ways and went home.
Before leaving, Han Bing asked Song Qingfeng with a smile: "The trial of Yan Xingbao's case will start the day after tomorrow, will Brother Song go to watch?"
"I'm going to be on duty in the palace the day after tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to go. Song Qingfeng couldn't help touching his left leg, which was still in severe pain, thinking that if he dared to go, he was afraid that these legs would not be saved.
Seeing that Han Bing smiled and didn't say anything, he couldn't help but ask, "What about you?"
"If I go, things won't be fun!" Han Bing laughed and waved away.
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As it gets dark, the cold ice leads the horse through a busy market, the street vendors are screaming and selling their unsold goods, some of the shops on the street are closing and locking, and the restaurants and restaurants are starting to do business, and the lanterns in front of the doors are lit up.
At this moment, two people, a man and a woman, walked over from the opposite side of the ice. The middle-aged man dressed as a merchant seemed to be drunk, and although he was supported by the brightly dressed young girl next to him, he was still shaking under his feet, and stumbled forward.
When the man and woman came a few steps in front of Han Bing, the man suddenly stumbled down and fell to the ground, taking the weak girl with him.
Seeing this, the passers-by on the side scattered in all directions, gathered there to watch the excitement, but no one stepped forward to help. And those onlookers were still talking, thinking that the girl could see from the dress that she was a fireworks woman, so they all showed some disdain, to show that they were a spotless and upright gentleman.
The girl tried several times to pull the stout middle-aged man to his feet, but in vain. She was anxiously hanging her head and sighing, when suddenly someone next to her reached out and lifted her up from the ground.
The girl looked up at the young man in blue who helped her up, and smiled gratefully.
Han Bing smiled kindly at her, leaned over and grabbed the drunken man's back collar again, lifting his muddy body from the ground.
The girl hurriedly stepped forward to hold one of the drunken man's arms, but she couldn't pull him to take a step forward.
"Where is the girl going to take him?" asked Han Bing with a smile.
The girl smiled a little embarrassedly and said in a low voice, "Naturally, it is the residence of the slave family......"
"If the girl doesn't live far away, she can help give her a ride. There was still a gentle smile on his face.
"Not far, not far!" the girl looked at Han Bing with a pleading look, "It's in the alley at the end of this street." β
As soon as they heard this, the onlookers began to talk again-
"It turned out to be the secret prostitute of the Yefang Pavilion at the end of the street!"
"Hmph, what Yefang Pavilion! I want to get involved with Yuanfang Pavilion, but it's just a private prostitute! Look at how she looks, she is not as good as the little girl who pours tea and water in Yuanfang Pavilion!"
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Hearing these undisguised humiliating words, the girl's face, which had been smeared with too much fat, turned ochre, and she writhed uneasily, hanging her head and not daring to look at anyone.
Han Bing still stood calmly with a smile and said to her, "Then let's go!"
Amid the disdainful gazes and whispers of passers-by, the cold ice sent them to the girl's quarters.
Entering the dimly lit room with the smell of greasy powder, Han Bing threw the drunk onto a large large bed and turned to leave.
"Childe, slow down!" the girl hurriedly stopped him, walked in front of him, and bowed her knees, "Thanks to Childe's help today, the slave family is grateful!
Han Bing was about to say no, but the girl suddenly smiled at him charmingly, and a strange light flashed in her charming eyes.
At the same time, the middle-aged man who was as drunk as a dead dog suddenly jumped up from the bed, raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, three jet-black steel darts struck several big holes on Han Bing's back!
At the critical moment, Han Bing still had time to grin at the girl, but his left hand was already grabbing her throat like lightning. At the same time, with a swift wave of his right hand, the three steel darts were in his palm, and then he did not turn his head back, but gently shook his hand and returned them to the other party.
In the blink of an eye, the two killers were eliminated. Han Bing clapped his hands up and down for a long time, a faint smile still hung on his lips, and turned out of the choking room.
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Leisurely led the horse to a street corner not far from Huafu, but saw a thin figure already waiting there, Han Bing hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Anzi, is there any movement in the house?"
The young man named Xiao Anzi shook his head, "Don't worry, Childe, everyone in the house is having dinner at the moment, and they won't find out that you're back." β
"Why is it only eating at this time?" Han Bing looked at the darkened sky.
Xiao Anzi stuck out his tongue and said: "Son, you disappeared early in the morning, and the old man was so angry that he didn't even eat lunch, stayed in the study to paint, and didn't show up until dinner." The young lady went to invite twice, and the old man finally came out for dinner. β
Han Bing's eyes rolled when he heard this, he thought about it, handed the reins of the horse to Xiao Anzi, and instructed: "You quietly bring Liuyun in, don't let people see it." I have some other things to do, and I'll be back later. If my uncle asks, you will say that you didn't see me, and that the horse came back on its own. β
"Then the old man will be worried!" Xiao Anzi showed a reluctant look.
Han Bing smiled "ha", "I think it's your kid who is worried, right? Don't worry, your son-in-law and my ass have been opened, what else can you do?"
Xiao Anzi pursed his lips and looked at his son-in-law with an obvious lack of trust, but he didn't dare to refute it.
Han Bing patted his little head angrily, "You kid! You dare not believe me! You all learned badly from Cui'er's little girl! By the way, you returned this candy box to Cui'er, just say that you picked it up in the courtyard, but don't mention me!"
Xiao Anzi took the candy box, opened it and looked at it, and said with a bitter face: "What should Cui'er do if I ask where the jelly beans in it are?"
Han Bing patted his head again, "Of course I was stolen by you little gluttonous cat!"
Seeing his son-in-law pretending to go away with his hands behind his back, Xiao Anzi led Liuyun and walked towards the gate of Huafu, pouting and muttering to himself as he walked......: "I don't know where Fang just went to get into trouble again!