Yang Fenglou is tracking the old lady Zhang, and his various arrangements are okay to deceive the Qingzhou Yicheng Army, but for the little master of the rivers and lakes who has been eyeing him for a long time, it is a bit of a child's play. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, since Mrs. Zhang left Song Wei's mansion, Yang Fenglou has been eyeing him, the reason why he didn't do it immediately is to see how much hidden power Mrs. Zhang still has in Qingzhou City, so it has been extended to Qingzhou City, to be honest, it is also good for Yang Fenglou to do it outside the city, it can avoid many eyes and ears in Qingzhou City, at least for a period of time, no one knows that Old Lady Zhang is in his hands, and they all think that this old guy is missing.

This time, when Yang Fenglou saw Mrs. Zhang, he didn't give him any chance, as soon as they met, he made a thunderous move, stimulating the "potential" that belonged to the second-grade little master, and directly fixed the figure of Mrs. Zhang, followed by a punch that smashed him in the face, not only stunned Mrs. Zhang, but also knocked away his full mouthful of teeth, leaving no one!

Subsequently, for the sake of prudence, Yang Fenglou did not hesitate to pick up the old lady Zhang, and when he saw that he didn't leave any clothes, he then took half a coarse cloth from the sundries of the cart, wrapped it casually, and carried the old lady Zhang back to the courtyard where Guihe Ban hid his tracks in Qingzhou City.

When Yang Fenglou entered the city, Qingzhou City was still under martial law, and the soldiers who were urged by Shangguan to jump could not have dreamed that the people they were looking for had already left the city and returned to Qingzhou City in an extremely disgraceful way.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, wake up, wake up, wake up ......"

After Yang Fenglou returned to the small courtyard, he interrogated Mrs. Zhang as soon as possible.

As soon as this old guy opened his eyes and saw Yang Fenglou's face, his face suddenly turned like ashes.

"Lao Zhang, I didn't expect us to meet again, let's talk about it, what kind of charter are you going to Qingzhou this time?"

Yang Fenglou's words were very relaxed, in stark contrast to Wang Xiaoquan's angry eyes next to him.

Old lady Zhang knew that it would be difficult to be lucky to fall into Yang Fenglou's hands this time, so he didn't struggle, and said calmly: "You kill me......"

Yang Fenglou shook his head, pretending to be depressed and said:

"Lao Zhang, you are not honest, counting this time, we have also met three times, we are old friends, you are like this, it makes me very embarrassed, I advise you to cooperate a little, save me trouble......"

Old lady Zhang didn't speak, just looked at him straightly.

Yang Fenglou bought a way, reached into his arms, and took out two cloth bags.

"It seems that there is no way, it has to be ...... like this"

While opening the cloth bag, he said to Mrs. Zhang:

This is the set of tools you copied, since the last time we met in Ruzhou, you have left in a hurry, and you have stayed with me......

He is the son of Wang Putou of Dali Temple, called Wang Xiaoquan, four years ago, I took him to the cell of Dali Temple, your right hand, he cut it off, do you remember?

Lao Zhang, it's not me talking about you, you are above the secret medicine of the rivers and lakes, but you are extraordinary, but in terms of making utensils, you really don't have any talent, look, this set of tools imitated by my little brother is more convenient than what you made......"

As he spoke, Yang Fenglou took out a willow leaf knife from each of the two cloth bags, held it up in front of Old Lady Zhang's eyes, compared it repeatedly, and continued despite Old Lady Zhang's pale face:

"Do you see any difference? It's all lancets, but the arc here is different, the one you imitated, the arc is too big, the same strength, the same position, a knife stab, it is also the same pain, however, because the arc is larger, the wound caused will be larger, so there will be more bleeding, to be honest, this set of tools is not to kill, it is to kill the undead, if it bleeds too much, wouldn't it die too quickly, and it will not achieve the goal?"

Old Lady Zhang stared directly at the two lancets in Yang Fenglou's hands, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and all the scenes from the past appeared in his mind, making him sweat all over.

Yang Fenglou glanced at him, knowing that he had been attacked by fear, but he ignored him and turned his head to face Wang Xiaoquan.

"The last time I did it, you didn't see it, it's rare that you kid has the heart, you imitated this set of tools, it seems that you are still a little interested in this......?

Could it be that Mrs. Zhang doesn't cooperate with our questioning, this is willing to be an experiment, whether you are good or I, thank you Mrs. Zhang......"

Before the words fell, Yang Fenglou had already made a lightning move.

Two lancets, one left and one right, were inserted into Old Lady Zhang's arms by him.

The severe pain, the intense pain, made Mrs. Zhang scream.

Yang Fenglou didn't seem to hear it, his voice didn't change in the slightest, and he said to Wang Xiaoquan, whose face was a little pale:

"See, the position of the knife is the arm socket of the arms, but it is not to stab into it, this kind of knife is different from a dagger that goes straight up and down, think carefully about the shape of the lancet, shaped like a willow leaf, and the tip is slightly curved......

Noticing that I didn't do it just now, I stopped after about five minutes of stabbing, and then split it to the left and right......

Why do you need to exert force left and right, that is, to embed the slightly curved tip of the lancet into the crack of Old Lady Zhang's bones.

Pay attention, don't use too much force, if it's too big, it will take off half of his arm, the pain is painful, but the pain will pass after a while, and the effect will not be achieved.

To learn this craft, remember a principle, short pain is better than long pain......"

After finishing speaking, Yang Fenglou turned to Old Lady Zhang.

"Lao Zhang, how is it? Do you feel more pain on the left? I'll just say that this set of tools you created is plausible, let's see, compare it yourself, which one has a better effect?"

Mrs. Zhang was already sweating in pain.

"Yang Fenglou! You kill me! If you have the ability, you will kill me!"

Yang Fenglou shook his head with a smile, turned around and took out two short daggers with small hooks from the two cloth bags, walked up to Old Lady Zhang, looked him in the eyes, and said calmly:

"Want to die?

I have a few questions, and if you know everything, I'll give you a good time.

Otherwise, you'll be honest with it, and you'll be able to pass on this craft, and you'll be a great favor......

After finishing speaking, he squatted down, holding a short dagger in each hand, the tip of which was exactly three points below Mrs. Zhang's kneecap.

Just a light touch, Old Lady Zhang shivered.

"I say!

I say!

Whatever you ask, I'll tell you!" )