Arrow arrest is extremely aggrieved, a master who can become a prince and a dead soldier, a criminal arrest who has caught a thief for more than ten years, and a well-trained secret investigator of the criminal department, who is pinched like a cat at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then Ding Li smashed the door like a hammer, hit the ground like a shield, and blocked arrows. All of this is due to a small negligence on his part, a mistaken belief that Ding Li is just a judgment error of the general boss.

There is no regret medicine to take, and now he has crashed out of the courtyard and come to the eyes of everyone, Jian Yu doesn't think that he can still live, even if he can break free from Ding Li's control, His Royal Highness the prince will not leave his life anymore, this is the rule of the dead.

The arrow caught a punch in his chest, trying to break his heart, and broke himself.

Ding Li had long anticipated this situation, and when he came out, he was full of strength and knocked out the arrow.

Passers-by on the side street, watching all this with horror.

Ding Li found that there were no ambushes outside, so he hurriedly took out the assembly whistle and blew it violently to help the uncle share some of the pressure.

After blowing it, Ding Li grabbed the arrow and hurriedly grabbed a carriage, rushed out indiscriminately, and got out of this place first.

The coachman had already jumped out of the car, and Ding Li could only be temporarily replaced, and he had not driven the big car, and he was on a rampage, which was thrilling.

Fortunately, a person quietly jumped into the car, took Ding Li's driver's position, and motioned Ding Li to enter the carriage to keep an eye on the arrows.

Seeing that this person accurately drove the carriage in the direction of the twelve doors of Xiajing, Ding Li breathed a sigh of relief, rushed into the carriage, and put his energy back on the arrow catcher, strictly preventing the arrow catch from breaking again.

Running less than two streets, the sound of horses' hooves galloped behind him, and when he stretched out his head, it turned out to be an uncle and an unknown person, each riding a horse to chase after him.

When the coachman found out that they were coming, he slowed down his horse a little and let the uncle follow.

The uncle followed the carriage, jumped into the carriage, and immediately sat on the floor, scolding and began to pull out the hidden weapon on his body.

Poisonous blow needles, dark stings, poisonous wattle strips, everything.

He looked very embarrassed, his whole body was wounded, and the wounds were all black and purple.

After pulling it out, the uncle asked suspiciously: "Dali, when did you arrange the person, and where is the helper?"

Ding Li was in a dilemma, he didn't know how to explain this sudden response.

Unexpectedly, the coachman opened the curtain and replied: "My lord, we are the people of Zhang Erxiaoye, and we originally followed Ding Li according to the routine, but I didn't expect to encounter this matter, so we can only help each other temporarily, I hope the two adults don't want to be surprised." ”

Ding Li almost swallowed his tongue, he never expected that these two people were Zhang Er's people, no wonder Zhang Er said that there would be a tail to follow, but fortunately he didn't confess the scholar too honestly.

Ding Li carefully recalled all the actions of today, and came out with his uncle in the morning, without makeup, it should be at that time that the two began to follow.

These two people should have listened to Grandpa Zhang's instructions before they kept an eye on them until they were in front of the gate of No. 9 Tianhe Road.

As for the passer-by who handed the pills, he said a secret word, that is, the person arranged by the scholar, and the process of handing the pills was very hidden, so he didn't show any horses.

After entering the courtyard, it was impossible for these two people to follow up, Ding Li relaxed a little, and it seemed that he could continue to keep his little secret.

The uncle sorted out his injuries, his spirit was slightly better, and a small team of horses patrolling the city guards began to surround the surroundings, after all, it is not allowed to ride horses for no reason in the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

After the uncle showed the waist card of the twelve doors and explained the situation, the city patrol guard immediately changed formation, half of the carriage was tightly guarded in the middle, and the other half turned the horse's head, thinking that he was going back to protect the scene, and he was well-trained.

Finally safe, Ding Li breathed a long sigh of relief, and then remembered that there was still an arrow catch.

The arrow has been with the uncle for more than ten years, Ding Li swallowed his saliva, pulled the uncle with an ugly face, and motioned for the uncle to stand up and look at the prisoner in the seat.

"Okay, boy, I know how to scratch my tongue, it's a great achievement......," the uncle struggled to stand up, and the ridicule in his mouth was only half a sentence.

Then the whole person froze.

Ding Li turned his head and couldn't bear to look at his uncle's expression.

He just silently said in his heart: Uncle, you must hold back.

He could imagine the scene.

Because he knew that the uncle would understand what was going on with a little thought.

Because he knows what kind of mood the uncle will be like when he understands.

Because he knew that the uncle knew very well that the arrow capture was a certain death, and falling into the hands of the twelve doors would be more miserable than death.

Arrow Hunt is a brother who has been with his uncle for more than ten years.

Drink horses together, use wine as a song together, heal and protect together, and retire together.

There are also family members, who must be like confidants early, and they can't be separated, and maybe they laugh at each other and ask for a baby.

Ding Li knew that the uncle's first thought must be to send arrows to catch a ride first, and the gentleman on the Huangquan Road would go first.

In order not to let him live and be tortured again.

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The uncle was indeed in unusually painful pain, he first sat on the ground softly, and then suddenly jumped up again, and stretched out his hand to strangle the neck of the arrow.

It's just that this position has been maintained for a long time, and the whole body is constantly shaking.

Finally, the uncle sighed deeply and sat down on the floor again.

He straightened Ding Li's face and asked in sign language, "Capital crime, living crime." ”

Ding Li lowered his head to avoid the uncle's blood-red eyes, and replied with a sign language: "Death." ”

The uncle closed his eyes deeply, and the tears finally couldn't stop pouring out.

The tears rushed through the wound on the cheekbone, as if it were bleeding.

Immediately, the uncle lay on the floor with his head on his back, as if his whole body had lost his strength.

Ding Li said softly: "Do you want me to help you do it?" ”

Silent.

After a long time, the uncle made a sign language: "Thank you, brother, it's not that the uncle doesn't want to do it, it's just that the uncle has another identity and can't be willful." ”

Ding Li only remembered at this moment that outside Bailin Pass, Uncle Hai pointed out that the uncle was a secret guard.

Dark Guard, listening to the name, it is not very bright.

Ding Li sighed, some people have rivers and lakes, and people's hearts are rivers and lakes.

The real rivers and lakes have always been bloody and full of calculations.

Just like now, who knows whose identity, and who understands whose helplessness.

One moment under the moon to drink, the next moment the soldiers met each other, saying that they could not kill with their own hands, bury them with their own hands, and put new wine on the grave.

Besides, now it is glued to the rivers and lakes of the imperial court, and it is just a night pot.

It's Ding Li himself, how can he break free?

His own pulseless body, Grandpa Zhang's inexplicable hatred, Qianshi's strange attention, and a demonic scholar, the inexplicable ambush on Tianhe Road, plus the shocking secrets of the second prince, and the kidnapped six princes.

Ding Li felt that he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and he could never recover at any time.

So his current mood may not be much better than that of his uncle, if he has a choice, Ding Li would rather return to the simple boot camp, brag and fart with his wonderful roommates, drink and talk about life, and then find an ordinary public job and live a dull life.

Even Wang Hu's orchid finger is 10,000 times better than this bullshit brother cannibalism.