"Pfft" an arrow flew past him and penetrated the wooden window. The feathers of the arrow could not help but tremble. Ye Buhui trembled with fright. Su Ziji also felt a chill in his heart. He could shoot an arrow in, but he was afraid that the people outside were about to kill him.
Coming in.
In this situation, if you go out, you will die, but if you don't go out, you will be burned to death if a fire breaks out.
Moreover, people outside may not wait for the people inside to be burned to death, and may just rush in directly.
As for this remote hotel, where Fang Wenshao and his servants were together, most of the residents were ordinary guests. Compared with the desperadoes outside, they might not be able to resist.
"Pfft" Looking at another random arrow that hit the window, Su Ziji fell silent and handed the dagger directly to Ye Buhui: "You use it to defend yourself."
Then he drew out the sword he carried with him and stroked it slightly under the firelight, and the blade flashed.
This is actually a lifting of a man with a sword, it is just a decoration, the blade is not even opened, but for Su Ziji, the effect is the same.
"Hey, get up!" Su Ziji kicked the young man who was covered in blood and said coldly: "If you are not dead, prepare to fight!"
The man on the ground struggled for a while, and Juzhen climbed up holding on to the wall.
He has a greenish face and a bit of immaturity. He is about the same age as Su Ziji, at most two or three years older. He is a martial artist around twenty years old.
"Are you poisoned?" Su Ziji could tell at a glance and frowned.
"It's a common poison used by scouts in the army. I've taken marching pills, suppressed the poison, and can still persist." The young man smiled bitterly: "You are scholars, don't worry, I will go out right away. I thought there was nothing here before.
There were people living there, so I jumped in."
Then he said: "The pursuers are actually not as many as they look. Many of them have been killed by me long ago. In fact, there are only about twenty people. It is just a bluff."
"Moreover, even though Wu Dewei is rampant, he may not dare to burn down the hotel at this time."
This seemed to comfort Su Ziji and the others. These twenty or so people could not really surround the hotel.
Su Ziji did not feel relieved because of this, and said solemnly: "I can't place my life on the kindness of the enemy. Stop talking nonsense. I just ask you, do you dare to stop and kill with me?" p>
"This..." Qin Mao reluctantly suppressed the poison and was now able to move. He wanted to go out to meet the enemy, but the words of the young man in front of him made him stunned.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like someone who can fight with soldiers. Isn't this nonsense?
There was a look of disapproval on his face. At this time, two people came over from the east chamber, one was Fang Wenshao, and the other was probably a scholar, wearing a green shirt.
Both of them were elegant and handsome, with bookish expressions on their faces, and their faces turned pale with fright.
I thought that if I lived in the back, people outside would not rush to kill me, but when the flaming arrows were fired in, even if the thieves did not come in, could they really not go out and wait for death?
"Nephew Su Xian, since people outside have broken the secret, I'm afraid they won't let me go." Fang Wenshao's face was very ugly: "In your opinion, what should we do?"
"Just call your servants and stay in the house." Su Ziji turned to Qin Mao: "Did you hear that? If you can move, just follow me!"
"Is the person named Qin really not here?"
At the same time, hundreds of households at the door of the hotel couldn't help but feel a little surprised when they saw that there was no sound of fighting in the hotel, only one or two screams, which sounded like the screams of ordinary people after being frightened or injured.
Looking out from the inside, you can see the flames shooting into the sky, so you think there are many people surrounding the hotel. In fact, it is just a formation created by these twenty or so people, and they are deliberately trying to scare the people inside into cooperating.
Otherwise, if there were hundreds of people, they would have rushed in long ago, so why shoot arrows to threaten them?
"Sir, Liu Er and three other people have already entered. This hotel is not big. If Qin Mao is really hiding in it, he will be able to find it soon. You don't have to worry." A person advised, it seemed to be Deputy Baihu, probably the deputy.
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However, Baihu didn't seem very satisfied with him. He glanced sideways and said nothing. Deputy Baihu immediately shut up.
Baihu's eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he continued to stare at the door of the hotel, saying in a cold tone: "If Qin Mao really ran away and really arrived in the capital, the implications would be huge."
"Last time at Yunkou Ferry, he was on the boat. It was an opportunity. As long as he was shot with random arrows and the boat and people were burned, the job was done."
"But you are so benevolent as a woman, you didn't want to cause innocent casualties, so you let Qin Mao escape, and many brothers died... I couldn't catch him this time, so I have to pass the responsibility on to you. After all... the cause of the accident
You were born."
Deputy Baihu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but the unkind looks from the people around him made him feel sad. He could read a little, and it would be okay if one or two of them died. If it spread, he could still explain it to his superiors. If one of them died, it would be fine.
Well, in peacetime, the consequences are difficult to predict.
This was originally for everyone's benefit, but Qin Mao and his soldiers were so powerful that they actually caused more than half of the casualties, and even his own soldiers died in the pursuit.
Now the remaining people are not of the same mind as him. He has no doubt that if he stops it, he is afraid that this place will also become his burial place.
Inside the hotel, the smell of blood permeates the air.
"Bah, I don't know anything, why should I keep you?" the scout corps leader said grimly, and with a swipe of the knife, the man screamed and fell to the ground, the blood from his neck splashing like an arrow all over the boss's head.
A look on his face, but the guy opposite him fainted without a word.
The captain chuckled, wiped the blood on the knife easily on the dead body, and kicked the innkeeper who was desperately begging for mercy: "How did you become the boss?
"Master Bing, I really don't know! The new customers in the store are a group of people passing by on a boat and resting here. They just arrived. The others are all merchants' lackeys. There are no deserters like the four of you mentioned!" p>
The hotel owner panicked and explained that the scholar who was hacked to death had some background. People with high status would die even if they said they were dead. How could a little person like him dare to hide it?
"Useless thing!" Another kick, and one person was about to chop with a knife.
Suddenly, I heard a "Hey" sound from my companion: "There is a sound behind me. Could it be Qin Mao who fled behind and wants to run away again? Come and have a look!"
Instead of killing the boss, he rushed directly to the courtyard.
"The people living behind are going to the capital. The person we are looking for is also going to the capital. He must be hiding in the courtyard!" Wu Zhang ran over and said: "We can't let them escape. The commander said, capture Qin Mao
, go back and get promoted to the third level!"
Greed suddenly flashed in the eyes of the three of them. The more strict the system, the more they are eager to be promoted. After all, the corps commander dares to tell the soldiers to die, and even the corps commander dares to tell the corps commander to die. Promotion is not only a matter of rank, but also a matter of life. p>
"What if someone intercepts it?"
"Baihu said, just kill him." The muscles on the Wu Chief's cheeks twitched twice, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
The three of them immediately rushed to the back, but someone actually stopped them at the door. He seemed to be a scholar, and he was still young. He didn't seem to see the blades of the four of them or the blood stained on them. He said: "There are women behind you, please come."