In the hall of the house, a man and a woman fell to the ground with their bodies naked, the ground was full of wine jars, Wang Jintong was covered with goosebumps, felt that his hairs were about to stand up, and he wanted to vomit for a while!!

Speaking slowly, in fact, it didn't take more than ten seconds for Wang Jintong and the others to enter the house and see the scene in front of them.

"Bastard donkey ball ball, don't look at it! Biao B is drunk, don't worry about him!!" Huo Jun reflected, shouted, took the Seven Spirit Sword in his hand, and kicked open the door of a room, and there was no one inside.

"Stomp, stomp...!"

At this moment, Wang Jintong heard footsteps in a room next to me, Wang Jintong didn't say a word, kicked away Mencius, and then stood against the wall, Mencius also reacted, but didn't make a sound.

"Whoosh!"

With a crisp sound, the solid wood door panel collapsed from the room, and suddenly sawdust flew sideways, and when I looked back, there was a hole in the door with a large bowl mouth! ! The door was suddenly opened! Wang Jintong squatted down suddenly, stretched out an arm, didn't dare to look inside the door at all, turned around, and directly stabbed out the short knife!

"Puff !!"

The sound of the tip of the knife piercing into his body came, and Wang Jintong's wrist did not pause at all, and he quickly pulled it back! The door that had just been opened was closed again! Wang Jintong glanced at the tip of the knife, and there were some blood stains on it, but judging from the blood stains in front of the knife body, this knife was not deep.

"Stomp, stomp!!"

Huo Jun ran over when he heard the voice, but he didn't stand at the door, he stood opposite Wang Jintong, and he also squatted down, hulala, except for the two people who looked at Biao B and his daughter-in-law, everyone leaned against the wall and surrounded the door.

Huo Jun took a breath, gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and faced the door panel is a sword, the cold light of the Seven Spirits Sword flashed, the door panel was divided into two, Huo Jun walked sideways, and raised the Seven Spirits Sword in his hand.

"Peng!"

Zhang Xiangde suddenly burst out, kicked on the solid wooden door, gritted his teeth and rushed in directly, Wang Jintong stood up several times! !

What is a little brother? What is a little brother? What is a river and lake? This is not an ordinary pretence, just scare and scare people, Wang Jintong, these relatively senior little brothers, a small million taels of silver a year, are they taken for nothing?

As soon as Wang Jintong and a few people rushed in, they were directly hit by two darts, one of which hit Zhang Xiangde's leg, Zhang Xiangde gritted his teeth, didn't care about the injury on his leg at all, picked up a short knife, and slashed at the arm of the person standing at the door!!

The second dart was Yue Kui, this dart hit the arm, and the whole arm was blood-red!

"I'll fuck it." Mencius roared angrily, took the short knife in his backhand, jumped up, and the tip of the knife rushed down, piercing the man's shoulder blades!!

The blade went straight down from the middle of the bone, and the man howled miserably, and as soon as he raised his arm, the tip of the knife dried out from under his armpit, and the blood flowed down his body like a spring!!

"Peng!!"

Yue Kui punched him in the head, Wang Jintong went up and pushed the man's chest, pointed it at his stomach, gritted his teeth, and stabbed him three times in a row!

On the other side, Zhang Xiangde's legs were dripping with blood, and his two arms tightly pressed the short knife in the man's hand, the man was in a hurry, his eyes were wide, and in a panic, he shook his hand again, and the short knife flew out like a flying knife.

"Phew!!"

This knife was on the blue brick ground, but it was very unfortunate that the short knife bounced to Zhang Xiangde's feet again! Every time Zhang Xiangde moved, a stream of blood would come out! Huo Jun rushed in and pushed Dakang away!!

"!whoosh"

Three darts flew out, one hitting the man's arm with the short knife, and two hitting the leg! The man popped and lay on the ground, bleeding from the hole in the dart!!

"What about the other one??" Huo Jun raised his eyebrows and asked the strong man who was stabbed by Wang Jintong.

Before the man could speak, Huo Jun looked directly at the window abruptly, only to see that the man was about to jump out of the window and escape.

Huo Jun walked to the window in two arrows, without saying a word, he directly raised the Seven Spirits Sword and waved it at the back outside the window, the cold light flashed, although the person had already run out, but he was still hit by the cold light, 'Ah', one stumbled, and fell to the ground.

"Zifan, help me!!" Zhang Xiangde sweated on his forehead, covered his thighs, and said to Mencius.

Meng Zifan stepped forward to support Zhang Xiangde, Zhang Xiangde directly took off his shirt, red fruit on his upper body, and with a force of both hands, he tore the expensive short back in half, and then gritted his teeth and wrapped it directly around the root of his thigh.

Wang Jintong also tied a cloth tightly on Yue Kui's arm to make the blood flow less.

"Let's go!!" Huo Jun glanced at Zhang Xiangde and Yue Kui, gritted his teeth, said go, and simply walked out of the room.

In the hall, the two of them had already separated Chunhong and Biao B, Biao B seemed to have been drunk with sweat medicine, barefoot, staring at red eyes, and talking nonsense: "Don't pull me!!!!

"What's the matter, this idiot, he can't wake up at all in seven or eight hours, and the patrol will come in a while?!" Wang Jintong asked in a low voice as he looked at Huo Jun.

"Take it away!"

"Where's Chunhong?"

"Throw this!!"

Huo Jun didn't leave in a hurry, he looked around the house, and first found the silver in the big wooden box that was robbed, and the silver in the big black cloth bag had not been touched at all.

"This Biao B is sick, I really don't know what he wants......!" Wang Jintong muttered.

Huo Jun didn't speak with a gloomy face, Wang Jintong asked Cao Zijie and another person to move things outside, and when Wang Jintong finished arranging, he found that Huo Jun had already disappeared.

Wang Jintong looked in the house and found that Huo Jun did not leave, but sat against the wall of another room, holding a small book in his hand, opened it and looked at it a few times, and then looked up, there was a painting hanging on the wall, and he didn't say a word.

"What are you looking at? Godfather, why don't you leave!?" Wang Jintong asked curiously.

"It's nothing, let's go!!" Huo Jun glanced at Wang Jintong, put the notebook under his armpit, turned around and patted Wang Jintong's shoulder, and walked out of the room.

Wang Jintong and Huo Jun walked out of the door quickly, habitually looked around, and saw that many servants had been awakened, but they didn't dare to lean forward lightly, looked at their heads, and saw the two of them coming out, busy with their heads, as if they would be discovered by the two.

At this moment, Wang Jintong saw a body covered in blood again, his right leg was strangely bent, and he was crawling forward, and the dim moonlight shone on his position, and it could be seen that there was a shocking bloodstain.