"Ten... Ten taels of silver" The thin man looked at the cold gaze of the plain-clothed young man, hesitated for a moment, and plucked up his strength to reply. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The plain-clothed young man motioned to the white-clothed waiter behind him to take out the silver in his pocket, he turned the bag upside down and said, "There are about twenty taels here", and threw it on the ground. When the thin man saw the silver, he bent down to pick it up.

"We don't owe them any money," cried the woman and child.

The plain-clothed young man quickly pulled out a long sword from the waist of the white-clothed waiter behind him and put it on the neck of the thin man who was bent over, and said coldly, "You got the money, how can this person's life be calculated." ”

A cold sword light spread from the man's neck to his whole body, and the hand that had just picked up the silver bag trembled, and his voice began to tremble, "This... This young man, his subordinates are merciful, and they can't... Don't..."

"Kill him... Kill..."The old women and children outside the tent shouted angrily, and the rest of the brocade-clothed men quickly pulled out their long knives at their waists and glared at the women, children, and the old men, who were so frightened by the brocade-clothed men that they shrank back.

The plain-clothed young man disagreed, "He owes you the money to you, how should you count the life you owe him?"

"It's... This... Don't be angry..."The thin man who bent over replied timidly, and slowly raised his body, but the long sword of the plain-clothed young man pressed against his neck.

"You are too presumptuous!" a brocade-clothed man beside the thin man regained his face, looked at the plain-clothed young man and a group of white-clothed waiters behind him and said loudly, "We are doing things for Lord Fuzun, if you don't take the sword away, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around." ”

"Fuzun?" the plain-clothed young man snorted and said coldly, "What Fuzun?"

"In this Chang'an realm, which other mansion is there?" The thin man thought that the plain-clothed young man was afraid, so he stiffened up, but he didn't expect to be pressed to death.

"Make it clear. The white-clothed waiter behind the plain-clothed boy shouted.

The women and children who knelt in a pool of blood wept, "It's the lord of Chang'an Mansion, and these people are all officials of Chang'an Mansion." ”

"Chang'an Mansion?" The plain-clothed young man's long sword waved slightly, and the thin man fell to the ground with an "ah", the blood on his neck flowed, and he held the bag of silver in his hand.

"You dare to kill the people in official uniforms" The rest of the brocade-clothed men took a few steps back in fright, exchanged a few glances, and began to hesitate. "Don't get out of here!" the plain-clothed boy snapped.

"You... Wait... Waiting... If you have the ability, don't run..."Several men in brocade clothes ran away. The plain-clothed young man glanced sideways at the waiters behind him, signaled to step forward and grab the men, and the five white-clothed waiters flew to catch up with the brocade-clothed men who escaped from the tent, and pressed them down on the snow one after another.

The plain-clothed young man threw the long sword in his hand at the white-clothed waiter beside him, slowly walked to the pool of blood, and comforted the woman, "This person has been killed by me, so don't worry about it in the future..."

"Hmph," a brocade-clothed man kneeling on the ground said coldly with disdain, "If we don't go back on time, Lord Fuzun will definitely send a large number of officials and soldiers to come, and when the time comes..."

The plain-clothed young man looked intently at the woman and child in the pool of blood, and did not pay attention to the words of the brocade-clothed man, while the old woman and child outside the tent were frightened by the man's words. One of the old men lamented, "We didn't kill that official, it was the young man who killed him, it has nothing to do with us, we will definitely give you the money you want to collect." ”

Liu Tianjiang walked quickly to the brocade-clothed man, slapped him on the right cheek, and said sharply, "It's just a Chang'an Mansion, how can we take it to heart." Remember, if you dare to come here in the future to trouble the villagers, I will not spare you. ”

The man was slapped by Liu Tianjiang and his mouth was full of blood, and he crooked his mouth and shouted in pain, and the rest of the men in brocade clothes were also so frightened that they didn't dare to squeak. "Childe" Liu Tianjiang came to the plain-clothed young man and reminded, "These villagers are worried that after we leave, Chang'an Mansion will send people to trouble them. ”

"I see," the plain-clad boy responded, "then I know what to do." ”