Black and Gray were ordered to come and had followed Wu Jin all the way. They finally found the opportunity to commit the crime. They were originally supposed to draw a knife to threaten Wu Jin after entering the door, and take Wu Jin away silently. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, Wu Jin was killed.
Jin was stunned.
After Wu Jin's unilateral beating, the inside of the pavilion was in a mess, and the outside of the pavilion was in chaos. The diners craned their necks to watch the excitement, as if they were worried that the world would not be in chaos, and there was no sound.
The gray clothes were filled with smoke, and his eyes were like a knife. He wanted to cut out a piece of flesh from Wu Jin's body. He moved the sharp knife forward, pressed Wu Jin's shoulder with one hand, and made him spin around. The sharp knife touched his lower waist and turned his head.
He said to the black-dressed man: "Cover up."
The man in black clothes walked up to Wu Jin and pulled off his crane cloak with one hand to block the sharp knife.
Gray clothes gritted his teeth: "Let's go."
Wu Jin was controlled by others, raised his feet and stepped forward, and raised his hands at the same time. When Hui Yishang saw him raising his hands, his heart thumped, and he was on guard. Unexpectedly, Wu Jin just raised his hand to take off the bun, smoothed his hair on the temples, and arranged the bun.
OK, put it on your head.
"Damn it," Hui Yishang spat, "like a little girl, she never forgets to comb her hair."
Wu Jin ignored him, took off the money bag from his waist, threw it on the table, and made compensation for the time being.
With a "clang" sound, the money bag banged on the table, causing the onlookers to whisper.
The man in black clothes put his left hand on Wu Jin's shoulder and pushed Wu Jin to go out. The man in gray clothes was holding a knife behind him, and squeezed out a smile from his face: "Misunderstanding, every misunderstanding, we are all friends."
The waiter and the shopkeeper are well-informed and know the evil, so the diners can naturally see that the person is evil and move to the sides to avoid it.
The three of them walked out. There was a peace train parked outside. The driver was ready to go. The man in gray clothes pushed and shoved Wu Jin into the carriage, and the man in black clothes got in after him.
Before the people inside were seated firmly, Coachman Shan shook the rope hard, and the carriage shook hard and rushed out. The three people in the carriage were shaken into a pile, and they were piled on top of each other.
The sharp knife swayed away from Wu Jin, and Wu Jin immediately stretched out his legs and kicked forward.
His legs were long and strong. The black and gray people ate both of his legs one after another, and he almost fell out of the carriage. As the coachman drove the carriage, he turned around frequently and saw that the carriage was like a boiling pot.
Roaring and swaying left and right.
The coachman was very puzzled by this: "Aren't you arresting a scholar? How did you make such a big noise?"
The light in the carriage was dim, with six arms and six legs. It was so chaotic that it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The knife in Hui Yishang scratched his brother in the chaos. After a scream, he simply threw away the knife.
The curtains of the car rose and fell in the bumps, bringing in a little light. Hui Yishang saw Wu Jin's position clearly, and rushed forward, holding his neck with one hand and pressing him onto the bench with the other.
Staring at him fiercely: "If you dare to hit me, believe it or not, you will die violently today!"
Wu Jin asked him to push him down on his back, and his back was in burning pain. He pinched his neck again. His whole face turned red, and he couldn't breathe for a while. He grabbed the right hand in gray clothes with both hands and struggled hard.
, while bending one leg and pushing it against the crotch of the gray clothes.
Hui Yishang was so attacked that his hands suddenly loosened, he bent down with his legs between his legs, and let out an "ouch" that made his voice break.
The coachman's heart trembled when he heard this. He shook the noose again, shouted "get out of the way", and drove the carriage to the ground. Wu Jin firmly held the stool to steady himself. The two assailants seemed to have no roots.
Duckweed, bumped into a bump in the narrow carriage.
Wu Jin is far more dangerous than they thought.
He didn't know how to do any one move, and all he relied on was surprise and strength, but he made two experienced thugs suffer.
The carriage turned the three people into a pot of beans. Within a moment, there was another swing of the tail, throwing them in the same direction. Then, with a "boo", the carriage stopped, black and gray.
The man rolled out and was exposed to broad daylight.
The two men had bruises on their noses and faces, and bumps all over their heads. They were wearing gray clothes with their legs sandwiched between them, and looked in pain. The black clothes were even more miserable. Not only were the bones of their right shoulders cracked, but their left arms were also scratched by their brothers, bleeding a lot of blood.
The two of them were still afraid of Wu Jin and did not dare to step forward. They just shouted for Wu Jin to get off the carriage.
Wu Jin lifted the curtains and looked around first. He could tell at a glance that the carriage was driving directly into the house. What he saw in front of him was a wide courtyard with a solid ground. There was a platform and a rolling shed in front of the courtyard. He looked over the steps and saw another inside.
As soon as you enter the courtyard.
He turned around and picked up the crane cloak and futou from the carriage, raised his feet and got out of the carriage. His face was fully exposed in the sky. There were five-finger marks on the left side of his face. There was also a circle of red marks on his neck. His bun was messy, giving him the look of a prisoner.
He put the futou and crane cloak on the carriage frame, took out the wooden hairpin, bit it with his mouth, combed his hair one by one with both hands, and held it tightly on the top of his head. He freed his right hand to take the wooden hairpin and tied it into a bun.
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He patted the dust off his head, put it on again, and carefully patted the dust off the crane cloak. The floating dust on his body was also swept away. He put on the crane cloak, straightened his sleeves, and stepped forward neatly: "Let's go.
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This scholar's attire hides all his strength and strength. He still has a beautiful appearance, sharp edges and bright eyes, like a fairy.
Three strong men who could commit murder with knives looked insignificant in front of him.
The man in gray clothes did not dare to pick up Wu Jin anymore, so he could only order him to follow him. Together with the man in black clothes, the coachman stepped up the stone steps in front and entered the inner courtyard.
Leaving Wu Jin in the courtyard, Gray Shang and Black Shang lowered their heads and entered the main hall, whispering something to the people inside. What came from inside was an unfamiliar voice, cursing these two people as trash for causing such a big fuss.
How will the news end?
After scolding, the voice told the two of them to "get lost" and then "bring that poor boy in". The black clothes and gray clothes came out in a mess, and they bared their teeth and let Wu Jin in.
As soon as Wu Jin entered the house, she smelled the aroma of tea.
In the middle of the room is a set of tables and chairs, with no one sitting on them. Behind the table is a landscape screen, with shadows reflected on the white silk. Behind it is a tea bed. Someone is kneeling beside the tea bed, making tea.
The person who spoke just now was a short, fat, middle-aged man, sitting in the Taishi chair on the left. He stretched out his hand to touch his beard and looked at Wu Jin sternly: "Today I heard that there is a treacherous villain who wants to use tabloids to slander the imperial officials and spread rumors.
Rumor, I didn’t expect it to be Wu Jieyuan.”
Wu Jin's eyes slid over this person and then landed on the screen: "I wonder what you call me, senior?"
"My surname is Bi."
Wu Jin's eyes immediately withdrew from the screen, fell on this person, and looked at him carefully.
"It turns out to be Bi Tongzhi," he crossed his hands and saluted, "Student Wu Jin, please pay your respects to Bi Tongzhi."
Without waiting for Bi Tongzhi to speak, he followed up: "The students did not slander or spread rumors."