The official who was the leader was stunned for a moment, he was originally ordered by Prince Yujiang to come to drive away the guests of the 'Youpeng Inn', but he didn't want to be involved in such a thing.

To be honest, Ye, who is in charge of the security of a town, is very dissatisfied with the alliance between Yan Hu and the thieves, but he is not good at disobeying the orders of the monarch.

In his opinion, whether it is the monarch or the prince Yanjiang, they have problems with their brains. The country is backed by big merchants, even if there are tens of thousands of thieves, they only need to send a letter to Nan Bohou, and they can be cleaned up in less than a month.

Well, Ye admits that he is not a child with a strong sense of justice, and the lives of the people actually have little to do with him, as long as those thieves do not harass his family.

It's just that what this Yanjiang did really made him a little dissatisfied. Since he covets the 'Youpeng Inn', then he will directly spend money to buy it, if he is not willing to spend silver, then he will grab it, as for sending people to stare at the inn every day to see if there are guests, it is much better to send people to drive away if there are guests, right?

Well, Yanjiang is the biggest official in the town, he can play as much as he likes, and this has nothing to do with him, after all, his territory is not here, and the filial piety of the 'Youpeng Inn' before was not received by him.

But on this rainy day, Yanjiang sent someone to order him to be pulled out of his wife's bed to do such a thing, which really annoyed him.

Angrily walked into the inn, looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, he instinctively sensed that Haozhuang was a master.

But so what? He has seen a lot of masters in the rivers and lakes. No matter how powerful the chivalrous and righteous masters. They were all as well-behaved as dogs in front of their samurai uniforms.

He had a straight face. Carefully looked at Haozhuang's clothes, lest he be a child of a big businessman, but he didn't see the tokens representing the family, embroidery patterns and so on from his body.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but his mouth was very majestic, and he looked like a businessman, and said in a loud voice: "Where is the shopkeeper here?"

The shopkeeper still hid behind Haozhuang with a cowering face, and it seemed that he was more afraid of seeing the official than seeing the thief.

The old man's face was bitter. tremblingly stepped forward and saluted the official, kowtowed respectfully and said: "Ye is here with a big head, the little old man has missed the welcome, and please forgive the sins." ”

The official didn't look at the old man, tilted his head and looked around, and said casually, "Who killed these thieves?"

The old man's body trembled, and he secretly complained in his heart: "The official thief family, sure enough." His mouth trembled and responded: "Little old man"

Before his words fell, a fierce-looking man next to Na Ye. The big fat man, who was wearing a wide samurai suit and couldn't completely cover the fat all over his body, slapped the old man in the face, and with a 'snap', he flew upside down.

"With you, a little old man, you can kill so many strong thieves. It's really bad luck that our officials are blind, and we have to run to your broken inn in the middle of the night, causing grandpa to get drenched in the rain. ”

The old man's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and Haozhuang hurriedly flew to catch him, only to find that the fat man had slapped him in an instant.

The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned red, and he took the old man is corpse from Haozhuang's hand with a nervous face, seeing that he couldn't move, his eyes were swollen, and he looked unwilling.

The shopkeeper touched the old man's nose in some panic, but his body suddenly trembled. He lay on the old man's corpse and cried bitterly, calling out in his mouth: "Grandpa, grandpa"

"It's such a pariah, I can't bear it with a slap, fatty, you have to be light next time. Na Ye patted the big fat man's shoulder nonchalantly, looking at him who was a head taller than himself, and seemed a little dissatisfied. I could hear the shopkeeper's crying, but he yelled loudly: "You pariah, you are annoying to death." ”

Haozhuang listened to it in his ears and saw it in his eyes, but his body trembled, and an inexplicable anger instantly gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and the monstrous murderous intent permeated from his body. At this moment, he just wants to use the sword in his hand to seek justice for those who have suffered injustice.

"Yohe, what's the matter? Do you still want to do something with the officials?" On this one-third of an acre, the officials have become arrogant, and they don't believe that those Jianghu people who walk the world to eat and eat dare to go against the officials. The big fat man has seen the angry Jianghu guest who finally died down several times, so he didn't pay any attention to Haozhuang's murderous intentions.

In response to him, there was a silver-white sword light, their strength was too weak, after their strength reached the early stage of soul melting, if he hadn't met any Tianjiao with legendary heaven-level martial arts, his strength would have been enough to match the masters of the peak of soul melting.

If it weren't for the earth-shaking qualitative change in the strength of the martial artist after reaching the realm of true martial arts, Haozhuang would probably dare to challenge even a true martial arts master.

His swordsmanship has been mysterious, the sword light is faster than lightning, and before he has time to react, the big fat man has a pain in his abdomen, and the whole person is curled up and falls to the ground, and his face is full of pain and reaches out to scratch the ground.

Drawing a sword to kill is an art, often a flash of the sword, it is enough to take away a person's life, for those who are evil, Haozhuang does not hesitate to kill their evil life with a sword, but for these officials who eat the people to worship, but do not regard the people as people, Haozhuang does not intend to let them die easily.

With any sword, he pierced into his abdomen and ruffled his intestines with sword qi, he would surely die, but he could live another hour in pain.

Ye on the side looked at Haozhuang with some horror, and his figure took a step back uncontrollably. The coldness in Haozhuang's eyes, which made him unable to see the sword clearly, had already made him unhesitant to attack the official with ruthlessness, which made him fall into the abyss of fear in an instant.

He pulled out the saber in his hand in a panic, awakened the martial soul in his body, leaned against seven or eight officials, looked at Haozhuang who was slowly approaching, and said with a panicked face: "You, don't come here, I am, I'm an official"

Before he finished speaking, the sword light in Haozhuang's hand lit up again, and a silver light instantly cut through his throat, a trace of coldness appeared in Haozhuang's words, looking at Ye who widened his eyes with a panic and covered his throat with one hand, a trace of mockery appeared on his face: "You still know that you are an official!"

He laughed wildly, looking at the officials around him who had been arrogant, but now ran towards the door like a lost dog, and the only one thief left.

The murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and as soon as his heart moved, the sword of the Shuren instantly turned into a streamer that pierced through the bodies of several officials, and then slashed through the back of the thief's neck.

A big head rose into the sky, and a trace of unwillingness appeared in the eyes of the last thief. He was still young, he had several concubines who had plundered at home, and he didn't want to die

After killing all the evil officials and thieves, a trace of shame appeared in Haozhuang's eyes, if he had made a move earlier, maybe the old man would not have died.

He slowly walked in front of the shopkeeper, and when he wanted to comfort him, he suddenly let out a loud 'wow', buried his head in Haozhuang's arms and cried non-stop.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Haozhuang's face, although the shopkeeper was only eleven or twelve years old, he was a man after all

But soon, he was infected by the pain of the shopkeeper, and finally sighed, reached out and patted him on the back.

The shopkeeper's body trembled, but the whole person collapsed into Haozhuang's arms.

He held the sword in one hand, and slowly crossed the Haoran righteousness in his body into the body of the shopkeeper with the other.

Just knelt there quietly, letting the shopkeeper sleep heavily on one of his legs, his eyes quietly staring at the rain outside the door, and after revealing his iron-blooded killing side just now, he showed the tenderness in his heart.

The rain was still pouring outside the door, and the blood that flowed from the corpses gradually stained the ground red, and was washed clean by the rain.

A black figure shuttled through the rain, and the news of his murder reached Ye at dawn.

"What are you talking about?, Ji They were killed?" a tall strong man looked at the short thief in front of him in disbelief.

He was very timid, and when he first joined the thieves, he was often ridiculed, until he showed his extraordinary vision and the speed of traveling five hundred miles at night, he was valued by Ye's thieves, and was accepted as an intelligence spy under his command, responsible for investigating and transmitting some special information in the town.

The age of the thief is eighty years old, but he looks like he is in his forties, tall, with a long beard, originally the head of a small sect nearby, and later found that the head of the thief has not been happy to be a thief, so he joined the thief's gang and changed his name to the thief.

The thief is a capable commander under the thief king, with the cultivation of the late stage of soul melting, speaking of which, the strength of the thief is really the strength of the country that has already strengthened the country.

Ju was one of his disciples, very close to him, and now he was killed in the town, which made him immediately furious, and when the news of the theft reached his ears, he went berserk.

When he ordered a force that he could control to gather, he gradually calmed down after learning from the mouth of the thief that the man had killed the official. (To be continued.) )