Zhao Wu Jiu and Shu Changfeng went up to the second floor, and an axe slashed straight at them, if it wasn't for his alertness trained on the battlefield, he might have shed blood on the spot.
Wen Tao and Bai Shiqi had a hard time fighting, both of them had a lot of money on their bodies, but no one was willing to take a step back. In the field, the Yan Gang and the Cao Gang also fought, both of them wanted to protect their young masters. The gang leader was even more desperate. In addition, the officers and soldiers of the guardhouse were also involved, and the Yan Gang gang members shouted: "Avenge the old gang leader!"
The scene was a mess.
Shu Changfeng shouted: "His Royal Highness King Zhou is here, stop!"
There was a moment of silence on the second floor, and everyone was stunned by his roar.
It's only for a moment.
Soon, no one in the Yan Gang gang shouted: "Bai Shiqi invited King Zhou to lead troops to kill our gang leader! Don't be deceived!"
The Yan Gang gang members suddenly woke up and killed the officers and soldiers again.
Wen Tao was already dazzled by hatred, and he quickly linked the previous and the latter to come to his own conclusion, roaring angrily: "Bai Shiqi, you actually led King Zhou to lead troops to deal with our father and son? Our father and son are really blind. Eyes!"
"Wen Tao, think about it, am I that kind of person?" Bai Shiqi couldn't argue, knowing that there was a coincidence, and there must be something strange in it, but how could Wen Tao hear what she said at the moment
His eyes were bloodshot, and he killed King Zhou with no head and no brain: "It's all you! It's you who ordered the surnamed Luo to kill my father!" Thanks to his good wine and good food, he really led the wolf into the room.
Bo Shiqi's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously rushed over to block Zhao Wu Jiu, raised his knife to block Wen Tao's castration.
In Wen Tao's rage, he was angry and sad, and he said, "Bai Shiqi, are you trying to protect this cripple like this because you want to climb the high branch?" After six or seven strokes.
"Damn bastard! I'm here to save you!" Bo Shiqi said good things, but Wen Tao seemed to have fallen into a daze, and couldn't help cursing angrily.
However, Zhao Wujiu was calm and relaxed behind Bai Shiqi, which was in stark contrast to his embarrassment at the moment, even if King Zhou felt that his attitude was sincere: "Sect Master Wen, it's really not my order to kill Ling Zun!" It also made Wen Tao hear the maliciousness of mockery in his voice.
"Bai Shiqi, get out of the way!" His eyes widened: "Zhao, don't hide behind your back and pretend to be a good person, take me for a fool! Come out if you have the ability, and we will fight to the death!"
"Wen Tao, are you full of feces in your head? You don't even have the basic ability to distinguish? With me here today, you can't even touch King Zhou's hair!"
Zhao Wu Jiu has always been brave enough to take the lead, it was the first time he was protected, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but there was already a smile on his face: "Seventeen, let's go."
During the fight between Wen Tao and Bai Shiqi, he saw Zhao Wu Jiu's smiling face, his mind was about to explode - the enemy was in front of him, but Bai Shiqi did not hesitate to stand by him!
His offensive became more and more fierce, and it was all in the same way. Regardless of the flaws he showed, he vowed to defeat Bai Shiqi and behead all the officers and soldiers on the field.
The two of them could have been evenly matched, but Wen Tao was a desperate way to play, but Bai Shiqi only wanted to protect the two of them. inflow infusion.
Bai Shiqi staggered backwards involuntarily, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Wen Tao and her have been tit-for-tat since childhood, unknowingly having doubts and planting the roots of love, but never thought that one day they would kill each other.
He let go of the knife handle in disbelief, and watched her fall into Zhao Wu Jiu's arms, the blood on his cheeks quickly faded, but a pair of clear eyes still fixed on him, he pulled out his knife with difficulty, covering his hands with one hand. The abdominal wound, word by word: "Wen Tao, the inside of the Salt Gang may have changed, whether you... believe it or not, Uncle Wen's death must be strange, don't... act impulsively!"
Zhao Wu Jiu put his arms around her, unable to stop the fear in his heart, anger in his eyes soared: "Someone, hold Wen Tao in lock hands!"
Bai Shiqi held his big hand. Her hands were covered in her own blood. At this moment, she still wanted to try her best to stop him: "Don't—don't grab him!" She motioned Wen Tao to leave quickly.
Wen Tao's mind was like the ruins after the typhoon passed, the original world has been destroyed, the new world has not yet been established, there is a kind of daze that does not know where to go, he quickly woke up, before the people behind Zhao Wu Jiu rushed up, He tried to hug Wen Bao's body, but was forced to retreat, then jumped out of the window...
After Bai Shiqi watched him escape, he breathed a sigh of relief, then his consciousness became a little dizzy, and the hand holding Zhao Wu Jiu gradually lost its strength, before the greater darkness enveloped the sky, she Still whispering that sentence: "Don't catch him!"
On the night when Bai Shiqi fell into a deep coma, the leaders of the Yan Gang gathered in Wen Zhai. Wen Tao was devoted to filial piety and had a solemn expression, and discussed the next things of the Yan Gang with everyone.
The old butler silently instructed his servants to refill tea and pour water, and listened to the generous speech of the deputy gang leader Chen in the field. It is said that the imperial court intends to clean up the Lianghuai salt road, and officials come to protect each other. It is impossible to say that this one will use salt to help everyone to kill chickens and monkeys. Even the young master of the Cao Gang has become his minions. This time, the salt gang is in danger.
"Today, the young gang leader got out, but there are still many brothers detained by the government. They want to be beaten up, and it is not difficult to fabricate some evidence. I hope the young gang leader will make a decision sooner!" When the leader of Wen Tao passed away, his words made many gang members feel reasonable, and urged Wen Tao to retreat early.
Jian Wentao seemed to be hesitant, and he wanted to add some more firewood: "The king of Zhou is not good at this time, the old gang leader is gone, the blood debt is paid with blood, either you die or I die, the young gang leader can't be because of Bai Shiqi. Hesitating for reasons!"
There was a quarrel in the hall, and everyone was talking. Some people were incited by the deputy gang leader Chen and became emotional, and some people held objections and thought they should wait and see for a few days. , buried in the ground for safety.
Wen Tao got a headache from being quarreled by this group of people, and he couldn't come to a conclusion for two hours, but as the quarrel deepened, more and more people began to prefer the proposal of Deputy Gang Leader Chen, he rubbed his temples and said, "This matter I think about it again, it's getting late today, everyone should go back to rest first!"
The gang members in the hall dispersed one after another, and the lights were shining brightly, reflecting Wen Tao's sad and tired face, but after half a day, the black stubble appeared.
The old butler poured him a cup of hot tea himself: "Let's help you, drink some hot tea."
Wen Tao raised his head, as if the drowning man had grabbed the life-saving driftwood and held the old housekeeper's wrist: "Uncle Yang, do you really believe what Gang Leader Chen said? A stone in my heart feels heavy when I mention it: "Is she really going to rely on the officers and soldiers and bring people to the Duanyan Gang's nest?"
The old housekeeper followed Wen Bao from birth to death for decades. Later, his health did not allow him to stay in Wen's house for the elderly. Watching Wen Tao grow up to be naughty, he was very clear about the grievances between the two children. He cautiously urged the rest of the hall. The servants all stepped back, opened the windows to prevent the partition wall from having ears, sat back in front of Wen Tao, held his young and powerful hand, and asked, "Young master, do you think... Bai Shiqi is such a person?"
Bo Shiqi couldn't help covering his bleeding abdomen, but his face without any resentment seemed to flash in front of him, Wen Tao hesitated for a moment: "My father and Uncle Bo have been friends for many years, and Bo Shiqi has such a temperament, should... No As for?"
A group of people said that Lord Luo killed Wen Bao, and he quickly overturned his conclusion again, with an indignant expression on his face: "But she desperately protects the kings surnamed Luo and Zhou, isn't she on their side?"
Although the old housekeeper was also saddened by Wen Bao's unprovoked death, the onlookers were clear: "Has the young gang leader ever thought of another possibility, that the young gang leader Bai is desperately protecting the surnamed Luo and King Zhou to protect you?"
"protect me?"
"If there is no Bo Shiqi to stop, the young gang master really kills Luo and Zhou Wang, what kind of end will you end up, have you thought about it?"
Wen Tao was startled and broke into a cold sweat: "No... No way?" But subconsciously, he felt that maybe the truth was as the old housekeeper said. Bai Shiqi tried his best to stop him from killing Da Jue Luo and King Zhou, and he was indeed protecting him. .
The knowledge of the old housekeeper is far from what Wen Tao can compare. Besides, Master Wen was born in a wealthy nest since he was a child.
His old voice sounded slowly: "Since it was heard that the imperial court wanted to clean up the two Huai Salt Roads, all the officials and gentlemen who were related to the word salt were panicked, and even the imperial envoys sent by the imperial court dared to make a black hand. It's not impossible for them to push the salt and help them out to take the blame."
In the past, there was Wen Bao on his head, and Wen Tao had a bold and rude temperament. He rarely bothered with conspiracies and tricks.
He stood up in horror at this moment, and there was an indescribable fear in his voice: "What should I do, Uncle Yang? I... almost killed Bai Shiqi today!"
When the old butler saw his young man who was hiding seven feet tall, it seemed as if someone had slapped his spine, so he could only lie on the ground and comfort him: "Don't be afraid, Jiren has his own good looks, and Bai Shiqi will be fine. Yes! I will accompany you tomorrow to go to the government office to ask for the body of the gang leader, and by the way, I will inquire about the injury of the gang leader Bai Shao."
Wen Tao stayed up all night, resting his head at the table in a daze, the sky was about to dawn, someone came to smash the door, and it seemed that the little servant who opened the door was a moment later, and the person who came would have to tear down the door.
The little servant stared at the door, but was startled by the person who smashed the door.
There were six or seven people who smashed the door, and they were all painted. Two of them were seriously injured. They were standing at the door with their companions holding their arms.