The helm of the salt gang is rebuilt from a private house, although it is not said that there are many institutions, but the facilities that should be there are also complete.

In the backyard, a stone house was built to serve as a prison. Of course, after all, the helmsman belongs to the command center, and there will not be so many prisoners, so there is only one cell in the prison. The cell had been dilapidated for many years, and the smell inside was terrible. Such a place is disgusting as soon as you enter, and usually everyone doesn't even want to get close.

Today, however, a few people wandered around the stone prison from time to time, their eyes wandering around, and they didn't know what to see. After noon, it was time to rest. As the so-called spring sleepiness, summer and autumn weakness, at this time, the people at the helm could not resist the surging sleepiness, and each found a place to take a comfortable nap.

At this time, two people wearing hats on their heads and covering half of their faces hurriedly entered the backyard through the side door. There was a man in front of him leading the way, and the three of them hurried to the stone prison. The few people who had been hovering around the stone prison saw these people approaching and approached in unison. One of them gestured and arched his hand, "White Gang Master!"

The two people wearing hats turned out to be Bai Junya and Duan Wuji. Bai Junya waved her hand and said, "Old man Gu, you know the current affairs." As long as we have a big deal today, I will definitely not treat you badly!"

The man surnamed Gu snorted, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, searched for a long time, and finally picked out a handful and inserted it into the iron door lock hole of the stone prison. After a while, the iron door creaked open. Duan Wuji snorted lightly: "Yi'er-" and rushed in.

The light in the stone prison was dim, but Duan Wuzhi clearly saw his beloved son, curled up in a corner of the stone room, unkempt, as if he was stupid. Duan Wuzhi stepped forward to pick up his son and called again and again. Duan Yi came back to his senses at this time, and looked at Duan Wuqi with blank eyes.

Imprisoned here, although food is guaranteed, but after not seeing the light of day for so long, it is inevitable that he will have some mental disorders. After a long while, Duan Yi recognized his father and couldn't help but cry loudly.

Duan Wuji's heart ached and said, "Yi'er, you have suffered......"

Duan Yi cried even louder, sobbing and choking, "Daddy...... Chen Ao...... Chen Aota...... He cut my ......"

Duan Wuzhi was stunned when he heard this, and looked down at Duan Yi's finger. I saw that Duan Yi's clothes and pants were tattered, and his crotch was even more empty, revealing his skin. It turned out that Chen Ao cut Duan Yi's life that day, and he was afraid that he would be infected, so he specially designed a pair of open crotch pants for him. This will not affect the wound, but also for Lang to take medicine.

As soon as Duan Wuqi saw that the thing under Duan Yi's crotch was gone, he suddenly went out of his body and trembled with anger. Duan Yi is merry by nature, and it is commonplace to mess with flowers and grass. But he still refuses to marry a wife, which is naturally convenient for him to be merry. But if they have no wives, they have no children. In this way, wouldn't his Duan family be at the end of the line?

Duan Wuji's anger burned all of a sudden, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Ao...... Chen Ao—"

Duan Yi was still crying: "Daddy...... I...... What am I going to do......"

There was nothing false about his weeping. As a person who likes to mess with flowers, the most painful thing is that the tools of crime are gone. When Bai Junya saw this human tragedy, she couldn't help but look away. Duan Wuzhi beckoned to someone, handed Duan Yi to the person to support, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful to send my son out." ”

Duan Yi cried as he staggered out of the stone prison. Duan Wuzhi said in a deep voice: "Bai Gang Master, let's do it!"

Bai Junya came back to her senses and was startled by Duan Wuqi's cruel eyes. He nodded hurriedly and said, "The manpower has been ambushed on the outer wall, and as long as there is a signal, they will rush in." Now the Helmsman and the gang are probably asleep, and it's a good time to start!"

The two spoke, walking out of the stone prison side by side. Bai Junya took out a whistle from her waist and put it in her mouth and blew it hard. The shrill whistle spread far away, and there was a commotion outside the courtyard.

Dozens of people seemed to emerge from the ground, and according to the pre-planned plan, some broke into the door, some climbed over the wall, and surrounded the entire rudder. Bai Junya yelled: "Kill me!"

These dozens of people carried bright steel knives in their hands, and without saying a word, they rushed to the houses in the courtyard one by one. They didn't know which house was inhabited, so they searched one by one.

Bai Junya stood in the courtyard, coordinating the overall situation. Seeing that there have been no twists and turns so far, I can't help but feel comforted. These dozens of people are all disciples of the White Dragon Gang, and they are the henchmen that Bai Junya has cultivated over the years, loyal and strong in martial arts. Are these people attacking an empty rudder, and still have their hands on it?

Bai Junya couldn't help laughing. However, after laughing for a while, it stopped abruptly. For he did not hear the screams and exclamations coming from the house. His men opened all the doors, and found that they were empty, and there was no one inside.

Duan Wuqi realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "It's not good!

Bai Junya hadn't come back to her senses yet, and said blankly: "What is the plan?"

Before the words fell, countless men dressed in gray suddenly appeared in the corners. These people appeared suddenly, and in some places it was clear that they could not hide people, but some people would come out.

These gray-clothed men didn't say a word, and when they saw Bai Junya's men, they were stabbed. The dozens of people under Bai Junya were caught off guard, and seven or eight were cut down at once. Blood splattered, and immediately attracted a slaughter.

Bai Junya didn't understand what was going on, and asked loudly, "What's the matter? Who are these people?"

Duan Wuji, the only one who could answer his question, didn't bother to say anything to him, Duan Wuji drew his sword and joined the battle group directly. Hundreds of people were in the empty courtyard, frantically fighting.

However, the tide of battle was one-sided. The men in gray had the advantage of being the first and outnumbered, and they had unique tactics. Their martial arts may not be very skillful, but the three or two people cooperate with each other and complement each other's strengths and weaknesses, and they are invincible. What's even more terrifying is that each of them is equipped with a short crossbow. Regardless of long-range attacks and close combat, the crossbow arrows are invisible and invisible, and they are quickly killed.

Seeing her men fall to the ground one after another, Bai Junya's heart ached. He roared loudly, wielding the Devil's Head Knife and slashing desperately. But his martial arts skills were not very high, and he was panting, and he didn't even cut down a gray-clothed man. However, the man in gray didn't seem to be eager to kill him, and several people surrounded him without attacking, and soon exhausted Bai Junya's strength.

Only Duan Wuzhi had a sharp sword, flying left and right, the sword light was everywhere, and the blood was dripping. He was the first to see that the Grey Man was using the formation, so with his quick sword, he rushed into the Grey Man's pile, making the Grey Man's short crossbow unable to work. Exquisite swordsmanship, invincible blockers, Duan Wuji is really like a wolf entering a flock, invincible in advance and retreat.

However, he alone could not save the situation. The surrounding Bai Junya's subordinates ended one after another, and more and more gray-clothed people joined the camp besieging Duan Wuji. Duan Wuji's pressure increased sharply, and a little cold sweat couldn't help but break out on his forehead.

There was a sudden shout from outside the crowd, and the gray-clothed man took a few steps back with a steel knife. Duan Wuzhi was stunned for a moment, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue. Suddenly, someone shouted: "Duan Wuji, don't you want your son's life!"