"Qin Mao is here, you all stop!" Qin Mao walked out of the hotel door and stood there, staring coldly at the dozen or so people in front of him.
"Taizu said, Master Wang always protects the people, but you actually attack innocent people. What you did makes me blush for you and feel ashamed of you!"
"Are you also worthy of being called Wu Dewei?"
"Stop talking nonsense, Qin Mao, I didn't expect you to be so stubborn when you are about to die!" Baihu looked at Qin Mao and was finally forced out by him, grinning with a serious smile.
"It's strange too. Your father is such an insidious and cunning old thief. Even the commander-in-chief spent a lot of effort to figure it out. He gave birth to an innocent person like you. I don't know whether to be happy for him or sad for him.
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"If you know what's going on, drop your weapons! For the sake of taking you back alive, as the commander-in-chief has said, I can still spare your life. If you don't listen, don't blame us for ignoring our friendship!"
"Bah! Who is the same as you!" Qin Mao was already full of anger because Baihu insulted his father, and at this moment he spat hard on the ground.
"You want me to drop my weapon? This is impossible! Come on, now that I, Qin Mao, have come out, I am not afraid of death. Come on together and kill me with your weapon!"
"You don't have to drink fine wine to toast, but you still think that all your soldiers are here?" Bai Huyin sneered and waved his hand directly: "Come on, come together!"
The remaining people raised their swords, shouted, and swarmed him to death with swords.
Killing with knives is a first-rate martial arts secret. Qin Mao's vision turned black at this moment, which was a sign that the toxins were coming back again. He still gritted his teeth and refused to die immediately.
"Kill one to get your money back, kill two, and earn one."
Just thinking about it, his knees suddenly softened, Qin Mao fell to the ground with a grunt, rolled out, and the weapon in his hand also fell several meters away.
The few people closest to him looked excited and ferocious, and raised their knives.
Under the firelight, the swords were shining fiercely, and just as Qin Mao was about to be hacked to death by the swords, he heard the sound of a pop in the air.
"Ah!" A scream came from behind. Someone looked back and found an arrow stuck in Baihu's chest. The arrow had penetrated deeply, leaving only the tail of the arrow shaking slightly.
"No...impossible!"
Baihu's eyes widened, as if he couldn't imagine that just when he was about to make a contribution and be promoted and make a fortune, death would come so quickly.
The corpse fell to the ground unwillingly. At the same time, "Puff, puff, puff" was heard repeatedly, and three more people were hit by arrows one after another. They were all hit in vital parts and died directly in response to the sound.
"There is a sharpshooter! Get out of the way!" People present exclaimed. No one knows the power of a sharpshooter better than these elite soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles.
Because they were frightened and dodging, they did not notice that there was a fire moving quickly under the moonlight. By the time they noticed it, the sound of horse hooves was already approaching.
"My lord, it is your duty to kill all the enemies without leaving a single one behind!" the leader shouted. Without waiting for a reaction, the cavalry pounced on them and slashed with swords. Immediately, seven or eight people were chopped to the ground.
"We are Wu Dewei, don't kill us." The remaining people screamed, and the deputy Baihu held up the token.
"Kill!" The cavalryman turned his horse's head back. Under the firelight, Deputy Baihu saw the stern expression on the other side of Sensha. This expression was so familiar.
We have seen this a lot in the military, even if we kill people ourselves, this is an army of law enforcement.
Deputy Baihu smiled bitterly and closed his eyes without resisting.
"Puff puff puff" The army doesn't care whether you resist or not. Even if you die without restraint, they will cut you off without hesitation and a few heads will fly out.
"Master Fang?" Among the people who arrived, there was one on a horse. By the light of the torch, Qin Mao immediately recognized who it was and shouted with joy.
The visitors are none other than Fang Zhen, Supervisor Zhao and others.
They also came from the river bank. When they saw outsiders, Fang Zhen glanced at Su Ziji. He did not salute after dismounting, but looked at Qin Mao first.
"What happened? A clerk from this store ran out secretly and met us on the road. He said that gangsters were killing people, but those people just now were obviously not gangsters. Who were they?"
There is half truth and half lies in this statement.
They met a man who had escaped on the way, but they were able to come to the rescue by such a coincidence because they received a distress signal in advance from the person who was following and protecting Su Ziji.
But naturally I won’t tell Qin Mao this.
Qin Mao thought he knew the truth, and sighed in his heart that this was an unstoppable road. He struggled hard and took another antidote pill, and said with tears: "Master Fang, something happened in the southwest, Nanyun, Pingchang Province
When turmoil broke out, it was suspected that there was support from neighboring countries. When the chaos was quelled, the battle was already won, but because the commander rashly advanced and ordered a pursuit, he was ambushed by the enemy..."
"After the defeat, Marshal Qian put the responsibility on my father and wanted to kill him. Fortunately, my father had already known that there was a problem and left evidence. I just wanted to go to Beijing with the key evidence to seek justice.
As a result, I was hunted down along the way, and everyone who followed me died, and now I am the only one left..."
"Is there such a thing?" Fang Zhen's expression turned serious. It involves the commander-in-chief at the border. This is a big deal!
Su Ziji walked out slowly, losing his bow and arrow. His focus was different, and he couldn't help but ask: "Is your father Qin Fengliang?"
Qin Mao looked at Su Ziji. He didn't understand how the scholar knew his father. He was also a little unhappy about calling him by his first name. He nodded: "Exactly."
"Shuai Qian, could it be Qian Zhidong?"
Qin Mao nodded again.
Su Ziji stopped talking and sneered in his heart: "It turned out to be these two thieves. They were all former princes and betrayed them at the critical moment. I originally wanted to cut them off one by one, but now it's dog eating dog?"
When I thought about how I had just saved Qin Fengliang's son, I felt a little uncomfortable.
But when I looked at Qin Mao, I felt that although this man was Qin Fengliang's son, he was not a treacherous person. He was still a bit naive and fierce, and my mood became more complicated.
"Am I bringing this upon myself?"
"I wonder what's going on outside?" In the courtyard of the hotel, Ye Buhui, who was ordered not to go out, didn't know Su Ziji's mood. He was wandering back and forth anxiously with the little fox in his arms.
Standing next to him was Fang Wenshao, who was equally worried. At this moment, several followers had returned, but they were all young men and had no fighting ability. They were surrounding him, holding sticks in their hands, and their hands were shaking.
When Fang Wenshao saw it, he couldn't help but regret it.
They were afraid of encountering robbers when they took the water route. After all, even if there were escorts following them on land, it might not be safe.
Taking the water route can reduce a lot of troubles. Even if the people around you are not very powerful, have many boats, and are equipped with bows and arrows, you can still fight your way out.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have gone ashore!
Even if you go ashore, you should take more people with you instead of leaving most people on the boat!
You can’t just bring a servant!
"Don't be anxious. Nephew Su Xian has always done things safely, so nothing will happen to him." Although Fang Wenshao secretly regretted it, he still comforted Ye Buhui.