Father-in-law Sun and his old man were like an old lady with severe rheumatism, walking very slowly.The little fat man and Ding Hao had drunk seven pots of tea, and the toilet couldn't run out of poetry. It was only then that the sun dragged the yellow halo and left the sky with great reluctance and fell into the mountains to the west.

It was getting late, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians passing by. I guess I go home to cook now, or wait for my wife to cook. From time to time, the smell of food wafted in, and the one-legged child swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced pitifully at the two people drinking tea. The bearded man nodded, and the one-legged child seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if liberated, holding the money jar and trying to crawl forward. At this moment, the sun has set, and the red glow in the sky is like a mother's tears. The lines have all gone home, only which autumn cicadas are still screaming desperately. I don't know if it's because it has a premonition that the end is coming, and it does the final evening singing, or because it is because I see the one-legged boy crawling hard and cheer him on?

After the one-legged boy left, the two men in their thirties also left. They are all going in the same direction. Originally, all this was already an ordinary thing for them. Today, however, is destined to be unusual. Because, behind them, they have been watched by two people. Needless to say, these two people are Zhu Xiaopang and Ding Hao who are hiding in the shadows.

The one-legged boy climbed very fast, and the two middle-aged men walked very slowly. The three people seemed to have a tacit understanding and kept a certain distance. The little fat man and Ding Hao walked unhurriedly in the dark, following them. In this way, the one-legged boy crawled across a street, two middle-aged men walked across a street, and the little fat man and Ding Hao also followed a street. On the street where the one-legged boy crawled, it seemed that he could see a plausible trace of what he had left behind.

Crawling across another street, he saw a half-hidden farm, and the one-legged boy pushed open the half-hidden door and climbed in. Soon, the two middle-aged men also walked in, and after entering, they closed the door with their hands. The little fat man and Ding Hao also walked to the door at this time. The door was closed, and the old wooden planks on the wooden door, as if mocking them, revealed an indifferent glow in the light of the clouds. The wall is not high, and with the means of the little fat man and Ding Hao, he can easily jump over.

The little fat man and Ding Hao glanced at each other, just as they were struggling with whether to go in and find out. Suddenly there was a sound of porcelain breaking inside, and then a man as ugly as a duck being pinched in his throat was heard say viciously: "Little rabbit, why did you ask for such a little money today? I don't have anything to eat tonight!"

As the duck's voice fell, a small voice sobbed. The duck's voice has been scolding, and the two people outside are like ants on a hot pot, and they can't be calm anymore. At this time, the little fat man saw a pile of sand in the corner of the wall, and in order to understand what was going on inside, the little fat man beckoned Ding Hao to come to the pile of sand. The sand soil is about half a person high, and the little fat man and Ding Hao stand on the sand and can just see the situation inside.

Although the sun had set, its afterglow had not disappeared, and in this half-light and half-dark courtyard, I saw a house without a door. There were many people in this room. In addition to the one-legged boy and the two middle-aged men that Little Fat Man and Ding Hao saw, there were some strangers. Among these people, some middle-aged people with relatively strong bodies were mostly sitting at a square table in the room, and there were about seven or eight big men. The rest of the people are all underage writers. What's more, what makes people can't bear to look at it is that most of these children or teenagers are disabled people who lack arms and legs, or are blind and hunchbacked. These people sat or lay on the ground, trembling at the reprimand of the big men. In front of them, he held half a steamed bun with an unknown number of leftovers, and the only dish was a small pickle. And the one-legged boy is now curled up in a corner, with tears in his eyes, pitifully looking at the steamed buns in everyone's hands and swallowing saliva. The square tables of those big men were full of chickens, ducks, fish, wine, and food, and they scolded and scolded while eating.

Seeing this, the little fat man's mood was extremely heavy, he already felt that this was not a simple begging, there must be some ulterior secrets in it.

"Big brother, what now?" Ding Hao's tone also revealed a suppressed anger. Now, as long as the little fat man gives an order, Ding Hao will definitely rush into the house without hesitation and teach these people a hard lesson.

The little fat man groaned for a moment and said, "Why don't you go back first and think about what to do, you must not startle the snake now." ”

Although Ding Hao was unwilling, he really followed the little fat man and left here temporarily. The sunset in the sky grew redder and redder, as if it were heartbroken for the poor children.

The moon is like an old lady with an old dragon clock, slowly and leisurely climbing up for a long time. Although it was only a crescent moon, its bright light was enough to give a glimmer of light to the night. The birds have returned to their nests, the chickens have all been put on the shelves, and only some insects that are not willing to be lonely, not knowing where to hide, are desperately singing those unpleasant songs.

Suddenly, a slight footstep interrupted the insect's song. As if they were afraid of being hurt, they quickly shut their mouths. Two black shadows, dressed in black night clothes, even their heads were tightly held by the black hood, and only two eyes were exposed. They came to the shelter of the group of disabled and middle-aged people during the day, jumped over the wall.

Yes, these two people are Zhu Xiaopang and Ding Hao in disguise. After they went back to discuss, they decided to visit the mansion at night. At the same time, they didn't want others to find out about their faces, so the little fat man remembered those Fusang endurance dresses. The two of them bought a piece of cloth and made a set according to the style of the clothes they had endured. The little fat man has been in Xianjian Villa since he was a child, and he is quite good at some simple cutting and sewing. Soon, two sets of well-fitting night clothes were made, and after the two of them put them on, they found that they were friends who had lived together for a long time, and they didn't necessarily recognize them, so they slipped out with confidence.

Fortunately, there were no dogs in the yard, and the whereabouts of the little fat man and the two were not discovered. When they reached the door, they heard deafening snoring and whispering dreams mixed with voices that they didn't know if they had nightmares or cried because of the torment of life.

There was a dim candle burning in the room, and the light of the candle was reflected on the window paper, and the light flickered on and off.

Hearing only a clang, the little fat man kicked the door open, and while he and Ding Hao rushed in, they pulled out the weapons on their waists. The sound progressed and most of the people, who were not awakened, were also woken up by the companions next to them. They rubbed their sleepy eyes, and the disabled children were hiding in the corner, looking at the two black-clothed masked men in front of them with a pair of frightened eyes. The seven or eight big men had already dressed themselves, each holding a weapon, and looked at the two black-clothed men in front of them.

"Who are you?"

It was the bearded man who spoke during the day, although at first he was also startled by the two black men who broke in. However, when he came to his senses and relied on the fact that there were many people on his side, he shouted to the two men in black.

The two people who broke in were fat and thin, and the fat one was naturally Zhu Xiaopang. Zhu Xiaopang sneered: "You people, you have lost your conscience, and you don't even let go of this helpless child. Today, we are the heroes of the storm, and we will teach you a good lesson for the sake of heaven!"

"The Heroes of the Storm?" the big men looked at each other, they had never heard of such a name in Penglai City for so long. Although they were on guard, no one dared to make the first move.

Naturally, they hadn't heard of the name of Fengyun Shuangxia, this was all in Fang Cai, and the little fat man had an idea and came up with it. He said it casually, just to give himself a boost.

The little fat man glanced at the trembling children in the room, worried that he would hurt them by doing something here. Thinking of this, the little fat man waved his big knife and said, "It's a man, come to the courtyard to see a high and low!"

The little fat man didn't enter the house in the first place, and he had been talking to those people at the door. Ding Hao saw that the little fat man had come to the yard, and hurriedly followed. The two of them stood side by side, staring coldly at the people in the room, waiting for them to come out.

Those big men discussed in a low voice in the room, and finally decided to come out and have a showdown with these two so-called "heroes of the wind and clouds" because everyone was blocked at the door, and no matter how timid they were, they were really not gentlemen! Besides, there were eight people on their side, and there were only two of them, and the advantage was obvious! After these people had agreed, they each took their weapons and walked out in turn.

Although the children with disabilities were afraid, they couldn't help but be curious, and they rushed to lie on the windows or hide in the cracks of the doors, and peeked into the courtyard.

The little fat man looked at these people with some disdain. However, the little fat man who has now reached the seventh week of cultivation does have the capital to stand out from the crowd. The little fat man didn't speak, but the big men couldn't help it.

"Hey, who the hell are you two? If you are caught breaking into a house at night, you will be in prison for a few years!" The man who spoke was still a bearded man, and it seemed that he should be the leader of this gang.

The little fat man smiled faintly and said, "You still want to catch us, do you have such a skill?"

For the contempt of the little fat man, the bearded man was furious, roared, drew his sword, and threw himself at the little fat man.