Chapter 820 Liu Cang's Despair
The bowstrings were full, and the avant-garde did not rush to shoot out, as if he wanted to catch a lively mouth.
The man in black in the middle was crossing his chest with his knife, stepping back step by step, looking alert, he reached into his arms and took out a signal flare.
Looking at the fireworks that exploded in the air, the avant-garde smiled. He waved his hand and the rainy arrow immediately flew out.
He is worthy of being a fostered dead man. Even though he is in a desperate situation, he does not kneel down and beg for mercy.
After a rain of arrows, the two sides fought together, and with several times the advantage, both avant-garde firmly suppressed the men in black. They did not take any action, and narrowed the space for the men in black to move little by little like a cat and a mouse.
"Isn't it very strange? Why is there no one else coming here for such a big disturbance?"
"To be honest, you are very lucky. You have chosen the East City Gate and have to change the South City Gate... Those guys are more ruthless than me." The vanguard outside the field spoke leisurely.
The man in black raised his eyes suddenly. They divided several ways and chose the loose Dongcheng Gate to take action first, just to lure people over so that the other two teams could break out.
But obviously, the avant-gardes were waiting for their actions, with the seemingly loose defense of the city gates, and there were ambushing people in the dark.
"The one in the middle leaves a living mouth." Du Qianwei shouted in a narrow voice. After observing for so long, he had already seen that the leader was the hawkeye man.
Only his mouth can have some useful information.
The guards and the forefronts no longer held back, and the spears were dedicated to pricking the vital points. The sticky blood accumulated more and more on the ground. The night wind whimpered, and the sound of the crossing of weapons gradually subsided.
After removing the Hawkeye man's chin, the avant-garde dragged him up. The knife wound on the Hawkeye man's back and legs was deeply visible, and the blood loss caused his consciousness to be chaotic.
Opening his hazy eyes, the hawk-eyed man made a sound, his eyes were filled with contempt, and a group of children also wanted to know something from his mouth.
Wu Er wiped the blood from the knife and walked over and slapped him. When he saw the hawk-eyed man glaring at him, he slapped him again with his backhand.
"Don't be soft on your bones. I may not leave you a complete body." Wu Er said sternly. He listened to Li Yi's words. Li Yi said that he should make the enemy unhappy, rather than being unhappy by him.
The prisoner at the ranks, what are you proud of? I need to draw.
After slapping a few more times, Wu Er stopped. It was not because he was kind-hearted, but because he slapped the person.
After packing up the scene, the avant-garde hidden it again, not giving anyone in the dark a chance to take advantage of it.
The east city gate had just returned to tranquility, but the south city gate was unwilling to be lonely and became turbulent.
After a quarter of an hour of fighting, the avant-garde pulled out the blood-stained knife. There was anger in his eyes, and there were corpses everywhere, and no one was alive. This was obviously a failed killing.
“What’s wrong.”
The middle-aged man lurking at the north city gate frowned, "It's too quiet."
"Regularly, the east and south city gates were attacked, and even if the other two cities did not send people to help, they should be taken precautions."
"withdraw!"
The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and the sense of crisis that enveloped his heart made him unable to leave the city as planned.
"It's going to be dawn."
The avant-garde in the North City yawned, "Is it just two waves?"
"Before the commander speaks, he will be energetic and don't be careless." The leader glared at him.
The avant-garde bared his teeth, calmed down and listened to the movements around him.
"Someone is here!"
The avant-gardes who had fought with their eyes suddenly became energetic. Their eyes were shiny and their hands touched the hilt.
I have to ask them carefully later, why did they come so late! I wonder if they are anxious to wait?
Liu Cang led five servants and looked around all the way, afraid that someone would jump out from where to stop him.
"Did you remember everything you said?" Seeing that he was about to walk to the city gate, Liu Cang whispered in a low voice and made a final decision with the servant.
"Don't worry, young master, remember, we are the cousins of the Grand Tutor. The master is seriously ill and is urging you to rush back as soon as possible."
"The silver is ready." The servant closest to Liu Cang took out the bulging wallet in his sleeves and showed him.
Liu Cang breathed, "Let's go."
"Brother Jiang has encountered an unexpected accident. Although I have known him for a long time, this friendship is incomparable to others."
Liu Cang walked while telling, and his voice choked when he was moved.
"I will leave County Chen, and I won't let him die in vain." Liu Cang wiped his face and his eyes gradually became firm.
Just as he was only a hundred meters away from the city gate, the sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed was neatly heard, and the murderous intent soared into the sky.
Liu Cang and his servants had never seen this scene. His legs became weak and he fell to the ground.
My life is over!
Liu Cang was in tears, but he still couldn't escape the disaster and died with his eyes open!
The Empress Dowager did not clear the court, so why did she have any evil ministers? He conspired to murder the Lu family and blockade Chen County, which was definitely an intention to rebel.
Father and son are unfilial and cannot go back.
Liu Cang closed his eyes. He didn't think he could survive. These people's swords should be very fast. I hope they don't use the second sword to make him die more enjoyable.
"Why is it a thin arm?"
The thick eyebrows were all avant-garde's eyebrows tightened, and they glanced up and down at Liu Cang.
"Don't take it lightly if you can avoid the patrol guards, maybe it's used to confuse us." Another spoke.
"Stand up and take off your clothes." The thick eyebrows shouted sternly.
Liu Cang and others were frightened.
"Official, official, my family, my son is the cousin of Grand Tutor Zhou, his cousin, old man, the master is seriously ill..."
Under the sharp gaze of the Du Avant-garde, the servant couldn't continue to say anything. He trembled and took out his money bag, "Tea, tea money."
"Take it off!"
Thick eyebrows were avant-garde and shouted impatiently. He had seen the acting skills of the commander, and the people in front of him wanted to deceive him.
"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated!"
Liu Cang got up, and looked at each other with avant-garde look at each other. Then he let him take a break.
The power is too disparity, and he can't do it with just being tough.
Unable to find the blade, the avant-garde looked at each other and threw Liu Cang and his servants to the prison.
Keep it closed before verification.
Then it will be seen whether it will be torture or release people.
Early in the morning, Lu Yu's door was demolished, and several gray-bearded old men led a group of young children into it.
"Lu Yu, you are becoming more and more reckless now! Where is the patriarch!"
Faced with everyone's questioning, Lu Yu raised his eyes and said, "Speaking and speaking, you are also well-read people. Don't you know that words can kill people?"
"Lu Zizhong is the patriarch. Who can I do to touch him? You really respect me."
"Don't hold the shit basin and just squeeze it on me."
"All the servants in the First Hospital disappeared..."
"It's even more impossible that I did." Lu Yu interrupted the old man's analysis, too lazy to listen to nonsense that seemed reasonable but actually made nonsense.
"If it weren't for you, I would explain your series of actions yesterday! It would be clear that you would seize power!"
Lu Yu rolled his eyes and felt a little impatient, "Are you too full for food every day?"
"By relying on the high seniority, I will commit crimes against others maliciously. I am not Lu Zizhong, I will spoil you."
"How did I seize power? Didn't I just let Lu Huaiyu and the others out?"
"The Lu family is closely guarded, who can transport people from this yard without knowing it?"
"It can only be Lu Zizhong left by himself. He is tired and goes out to relax. You guys are going to kill each other?"
"The Lu family is not harmonious, which is good for you. Is it because the opera troupe is not very exciting enough?"
Chapter completed!