The anger in Weiba's heart could not be suppressed, and he spurred his horse to gallop, and the sound of hoofbeats echoed in the empty long street. This was a horse pulling a cart, and he was not familiar with Weiba. He was suddenly whipped with a whip, which made him feel a little guilty.
犊. When you turn a corner, you will suddenly neigh and people will stand up.
Wei Ba couldn't keep himself off guard and almost fell down. However, he used all his skills to stay there. Before his body hit the ground, he suddenly straightened up, stepped on the ground with one foot, and stretched out his hand to grab a horse rein.
"You also want to rebel?" Wei Ba took out the dagger from his waist and held the horse's rein tightly with one hand. This was a confrontation of pure strength. The tall horse wanted to go crazy and kept struggling, but in front of him
This furious man is almost like a King Kong. No matter how hard it struggles, it can never get free.
"Run for me!" Wei Ba turned over and jumped on the horse's back and forth. The short knife in his hand suddenly stabbed the horse's rear hip. It was strange to say that the crazy horse seemed to be afraid of being stabbed by the knife.
After getting down, he pulled Weiba obediently and continued running.
Wei Ba's eyes involuntarily narrowed again, and he wiped the blood from the dagger on the sole of his shoe. He remembered what an elder in his family had said in the past. In this troubled world, people can only take advantage of themselves if they are a little bit evil.
If it were many years later, Weiba would definitely not do this, or he would not be so impulsive, but how old was Weiba at that time? Li Ling is three hundred miles away, he is the number one hero, but human skill and intelligence sometimes fail
proportional.
The distance between Xiangcheng and Fangcheng was neither close nor far. Wei Ba, who was filled with anger, had only one thought in his mind, which was to intercept the person. If the people of the Fu family in Fangcheng were to take Yunluo from
He was taken away under his own nose. Regardless of whether others knew about his relationship with Yun Luo or not, Wei Ba himself felt that he had lost all his face.
The Jianghu people of those days valued their face more than their lives, and so did Wei Ba.
It should be said that Wei Ba was very lucky. According to his judgment, Master Fu San had been gone for almost half an hour, and it was difficult to catch up with him no matter how hard he chased. But when he was speeding all the way under the night, chasing after him for a long time, he was finally in front.
I saw a large vehicle moving slowly, and four or five people on horseback guarding the vehicle.
Looking around again, not far ahead is the boundary between Xiangcheng and Fangcheng. Wei Ba sneered secretly, he was not afraid of anything, as long as he could find someone, not to mention within Fangcheng County, even if he paid in front of him
Zhanshan, Weiba also dares to kill people.
The horses under the crotch were usually carefully raised and had very long legs. After running for so long, they still showed no signs of fatigue. Weiba whipped his whip again and ran forward quickly. The four or five people around the cart heard the sound of more and more people approaching behind him.
As the sound of horse hooves got closer, he turned his head and stared in this direction.
It's hard to say whether the Fu family in Fangcheng is as powerful as the Wei family, but they are still rich. When the four or five Fu family members saw Wei Ba going alone, they didn't pay much attention, thinking that they were people traveling at night on urgent matters.
. However, Weiba rushed past and after overtaking the cart, he suddenly pulled the reins and blocked the car in front of the slowly moving cart.
The moment he stopped, he could faintly hear obscene laughter and bursts of sobbing coming from the carriage of the cart. Wei Ba's finger bones immediately cracked as he squeezed them. He dropped the riding crop in his hand.
, turned over and jumped down. Several Fu family members didn't know what happened. These were a few thugs specially invited to visit the home. They seldom went out, so they didn't recognize Wei Ba. They saw Wei Ba's expression was not good.
, immediately swarmed up.
"Protect the third young master." A thug felt the pressure, and an expert would know if it was there as soon as he made a move. Wei Ba's movement of turning over and dismounting undoubtedly showed that this was a very difficult character.
It was prickly to the extreme.
But the extent to which Weiba stabbed his hand was obviously beyond the expectations of several people. As soon as the thug finished speaking, he felt a shadow flying over in front of him, like a flying eagle fighting a rabbit. He took out the gun in his waist
, but it was too late, a fist slammed and cut off all his escape routes.
The man was knocked upside down from his horse and was already half dead when he landed on the ground. The rest of the people were shocked and angry, but Weiba ignored the others. His movements were so fast that the people in the cart had not yet reacted.
, Weiba had already rushed into the carriage of the cart.
"Third Young Master!"
Several people surrounded the big car, their faces turned green. They received generous monthly payments from Fu's family, and their mission was to protect Fu Zhanshan's youngest son. If Mr. Fu lost a hair, they would not be in trouble.
There were soft couches in the carriage of the cart. A skinny young man stared blankly at Wei Ba who rushed into the carriage. Wei Ba's eyes swept past him and saw a woman huddled in a corner of the carriage.
This is a very young woman, at most twenty years old. She is very delicate, with the softness and sweetness of Xiaojiabiyu from the Jiangnan water town. But at this moment, this young woman's hair is completely messy, and she is huddled in the corner
Here, like a frightened lamb.
She was also surprised, just as surprised as Young Master Fu San. Because she didn't expect that this person would suddenly appear. Her expression suddenly froze, and she couldn't tell what she wanted to express.
But in the deepest part of her heart, there was a strong desire. She felt aggrieved. She really wanted the eighth young master of the Wei family who suddenly appeared to hold her in his arms desperately and say softly: Don't be afraid, I'm here.
But what disappointed her was that Wei Ba didn't do this, and didn't even look at her again. Wei Ba moved his eyes away from her and stared at Master Fu San again. In this short period of time, Master Fu San
As if he had come back to his senses, he pointed at Wei Ba: "Who are you? Get out of here..."
Wei Ba stretched out his hand and grabbed Master Fu San's neck. The veins on the back of his hand were like small snakes swimming, completely exposed. The strength of this hand made Master Fu San feel scared, but he said
He couldn't even speak, he was just lifted by Weiba forcefully and pulled out of the cart.
Several thugs crowded in front of the cart. At that time, the Jianghu people did not trust the muskets from the West. They valued more the kung fu and fists they had practiced for half a life. Several people held weapons in their hands, and the leader was still there.
He was struggling like a bug on the ground. The punch just now almost killed him. Even if he could be saved, he would not be able to fully recover in three or two months.
"If you have anything to say, we are members of the Fu family." One of the thugs clearly saw that Wei Ba was not someone to be trifled with. They only wanted to protect Young Master Fu, so although they pressed against the cart tightly, they did not take action: "Friend
If there is anything missing, let us know and we will take care of it right away."
"Really?" Wei Ba sneered at the corner of his mouth, still holding the chicken-like Young Master Fu: "I want his life!"
"Friend, you can't joke about this kind of thing." A thug's face darkened, otherwise he would not be able to hide his panic. He could hear the murderous intent in Wei Ba's words, the murderous intent.
"Friends are looking for a living in Li Ling?" Another thug recognized Wei Ba's accent and said, "Since we are in Li Ling, we must have heard of Master Fu..."
"I...I..." Young Master Fu San grabbed one of Wei Ba's hands hard, but this hand was stronger than an iron plier. No matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't make himself relax at all.
"Master Fu?" Wei Ba glanced at Young Master Fu and asked, "That Master Fu?"
"Fu Zhanshan, Mr. Fu." The thug said: "We are not using Mr. Fu to suppress you. The world is so big that there is no way to explain it. Even if you kill people, you have to give them some reason and make things clear."
How could Weiba not know what these people were thinking? Now that they were in Fangcheng County, several thugs felt that Weiba was difficult to deal with, so they were just delaying the situation intentionally to see if there was any chance of a turnaround.
"I ignored him and just wanted to kill him."
"This is too overbearing."
"I'm just so domineering." Wei Ba sneered, his hands shaking slightly because the anger in his heart couldn't be restrained. He was not stupid, and he naturally understood the consequences of killing Fu's family, but the scene in the carriage,
It was like a disgusting insect that kept attacking deep in his heart.
As he spoke, Wei Ba deliberately let go of Young Master Fu San's hand. Young Master Fu San was choked to death. As soon as Wei Ba let go, he took a few deep breaths, coughed violently, and pointed at Wei Ba tremblingly.
Eight: "Bastard...my father is...Fu Zhanshan...I asked him...to skin you alive..."
"Third Young Master! Stop talking!" A thug was afraid that Master Fu, a loser who didn't understand anything, would completely anger Wei Ba, so he quickly interrupted: "Friend! You should know what we, Mr. Fu, are called.
Fu Bancheng. The third young master is his youngest son. If there is anything good for him..."
"Call Fu Zhanshan over!" Wei Ba shouted, interrupting him: "I'll kill him in front of him!"
"Whose bastard!" Young Master Fu San's shiny hair looked a bit funny at the moment. This kind of person's head has been dizzy from wine and smoke. He doesn't know anything. He only knows that his father is the biggest in the entire Fang City.
, even though death was imminent, he still kept scolding: "My father lights your sky lantern..."
"Is Mr. Fu very big?" Wei Ba suddenly shook his arm and raised Master Fu San with both hands horizontally above his head: "Then let's give him face and leave this bastard's body intact."
As he spoke, Wei Ba's raised hands suddenly dropped, and he raised his right knee. Young Master Fu San's lower back suddenly hit the iron knee. With a click, the bones were completely broken. Once the waist bone is broken, a person will die.
Undoubtedly. Young Master Fu San only let out a pitiful howl, his whole body was too soft to move, he rolled his eyes, he was dead.
call……
Wei Ba threw Young Master Fu San's body into the air, and the thugs looked pale. They hated him to death, but were scared to death. Although Wei Ba was right in front of them, no one dared to come over again.
"Friend." A thug squeezed out each word through his teeth: "The Fu family will not give up on this matter..."
"You all listen to me!" Wei Ba secretly sighed and said word by word: "My name is Wei Ba. If Fu Zhanshan refuses to accept it, let him come to Wei's house to find me!"