The Black Sheep

Zhao Wujiu and Shu Changfeng went up to the second floor and slashed with an axe in front of them. If it weren't for the alertness he trained on the battlefield, he might have blood on the spot.

The fight between Wen Tao and Bai Shiqi is hard to separate. Both of them have color on their bodies, but no one is willing to take a step back. In the field, the Yan Gang and the Cao Gang also fought, and both sides wanted to protect their own children. The gang leader is even more incompetent. In addition, the guards and soldiers are also involved. There is also the salt gang yelling: "avenge the old gang leader!"

The scene was in a mess.

Shu Changfeng shouted: "His Royal Highness Zhou is here, stop!"

There was a moment of silence on the second floor, and everyone was suppressed by his roar.

It was only a moment.

Soon the Yan Gang Bangzhong didn't know anyone who yelled: "Bo Shiqi invited Zhou Wang to lead his soldiers to kill us! Don't be deceived!"

The salt gang suddenly woke up, and went on to kill the officers and soldiers.

Wen Tao had been dazzled by the hatred, and quickly contacted the past and the future, and came to his own conclusion, yelling angrily: "Bo Shi, you actually led King Zhou to lead soldiers 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 had a hard time arguing, knowing that by coincidence, there must be something strange in it, but where can Wen Tao hear her at this moment?

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was headless and slaughtered towards King Zhou: "It's all you! You instructed the man named Luo to kill my father!" He was so lucky to entertain him with good wine and food.

Bai Shiqi's heart jumped, and he subconsciously rushed to block Zhao Wujiu's face, raising his knife to block Wen Tao's castration.

In Wen Tao's rage, resented and sad, he could not hesitate to say: "Bai Shiqi, are you thinking of Pan Gaozhi for protecting this disabled person like this?" After six or seven moves.

"Asshole bastard! Lao Tzu is saving you!" Bai Shiqi said all the good things, but Wen Tao seemed to have fallen into a stumbling block, and couldn't help yelling.

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 thought his attitude was earnest: "Fang Master Wen, Dadzun was really not the one who ordered people to kill!" Wen Tao also heard the mocking maliciousness in his voice.

"Bo Seventeen, get out of your way!" His eyes were cracked: "The surname is Zhao, don't hide behind and pretend to be a fool! If you have the ability, come out and we will fight to the death!"

"Wen Tao, do you have big dung in your mind? You don't even have the basic ability to distinguish? With me here today, you don't want to touch Zhou Wang's hair!"

Zhao Wujiu has never been brave enough to take the lead. He was protected for the first time. He couldn't tell what it was like, but he smiled: "Seventeen, you let it go."

During the fight between Wen Tao and Bai Shiqi, he looked at Zhao Wujiu's smile, and his brain exploded-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 he was all at the same time. Regardless of the flaws he exposed, he vowed to defeat Bai Shiqi and kill all the officers and soldiers in the field.

The two of them could have been equal, but Wen Tao was a desperate way of playing, but Bai Shishi only wanted to protect the two of them blindly. With his hands and feet tied, he fell into the wind. One of them could not dodge, so he was stabbed in the abdomen by Wen Tao. Inflow note.

Bai Shiqi couldn't help but stagger backward, slamming his long knife to the ground.

Wen Tao and her have been facing each other tit-for-tat since they were young, unknowingly they had doubts, and planted the root of love, but never thought that one day they would kill each other.

He unbelievably released the hilt of the knife, and watched her fall into Zhao Wujiu's arms. The blood on her cheeks quickly faded, but a pair of clear eyes still looked at him, pulling out his knife with difficulty, holding it with one hand. The wound on the abdomen, every word: "Wen Tao, the salt gang may have changed, whether you... believe it or not, the death of Uncle Wen must be strange, don't... act impulsively!"

Zhao Wujiu hugged her, unable to stop the fear in his heart, his eyes skyrocketed with anger: "Come here, let's talk about it!"

Bai Shiqi held his big hand, her hand was full of her own blood, and at this moment she still wanted to stop it as hard as she could: "Don't--don't catch him!" He gestured Wen Tao to leave with his eyes.

Wen Tao's mind was like the ruins after the typhoon passed. The inherent world had been destroyed, and the new world had not been established. There was a kind of dazedness not knowing where to go. He soon woke up. Before the people behind Zhao Wujiao came up, He tried to sniff Bao's body, but was forced to retreat, then he turned the window and jumped down...

After Bai Shiqi watched him escape, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then became a little dizzy. The hand holding Zhao Wujiu also gradually lost its strength. Before the greater darkness fell over the sky, she Still murmured that sentence: "Don't catch him!"

On the night when Bai Shiqi fell into a deep coma, the leaders of the salt gang gathered in Wen's house. Wen Tao was full of filial piety and looked dignified, and discussed the next thing with the salt gang.

The old housekeeper silently ordered the servants to add tea and pour water. Hearing the generous speeches of the deputy gang leader Chen in the field, the effect was that the king of Zhou led the officers and soldiers of Gaoyou Guards to the salt gang. He was unkind, listen. Said that the imperial court intends to clean up the Lianghuai Salt Road, and the officials have taken care of each other. If they can't say this, they will use the salt gang to kill the chickens and the monkeys, and even the small gang leader of the Cao Gang has become his minion.

"Today the young gang leader got away, but there are still many brothers in the court detained by the government. They want to bend into a move. It is not difficult to fabricate some evidence. I hope the young gang leader will make a decision soon!" Deputy gang leader Chen is eloquent and correct. When the leader of Value Wen's gang passed away, his words made many gangs feel reasonable and urged Wen Tao to retreat early.

Seeing and hearing Tao seemed to hesitate, he wanted to add more firewood: "The king of Zhou is not good this time. The old gang leader is gone, and the blood debt is paid. Either you die or I die. The young gang leader must not be because of Bai Seventeen. Hesitate for the reason!"

There was a quarrel in the hall. Everyone was chattering. Some people were instigated by the deputy gang leader Chen and were emotional, and some people opposed it, thinking that they should wait and see for a few days. At the same time, they sent people to the government to discuss the body of the gang leader. , Into the soil for security.

Wen Tao had a headache due to the quarrel with these people. There was no conclusion for two hours, but as the quarrel deepened, more and more people began to favor the proposal of Deputy Chief Chen. He rubbed his temples and said: " Let me think about it again. It's getting late today, so let's go back and rest first!"

The gangs in the hall gradually dispersed, and the lights and shadows shone, reflecting Wen Tao's sad and tired face, but after half a day's work, the black stubble appeared.

The old butler personally poured him a cup of hot tea: "Leader, drink some hot tea."

Wen Tao looked up, as if the drowning man had grabbed the life-saving driftwood and held the old butler's wrist: "Uncle Yang, do you really believe what Chen Gang said? Bai Seventeen..." This name has now become Heng Xian. A stone in his heart felt heavy in his heart when he lifted it up: "Bai Shiqi, will she really take refuge in officers and soldiers and bring people to the salt gang's nest?"

The old housekeeper followed Wen Bao from birth to death for decades. Later, he stayed in Wen’s house to provide for the elderly. He watched Wen Tao grow up naughty, and he was very clear about the grievances between the two children. He cautiously urged the rest in the hall. The servants all stepped back, opening the windows to prevent the wall from getting ears, and sitting back in front of Wen Tao, holding his young and powerful hand, and asked, "The young master thinks... Is Bai Shiqi like that?"

Bai Shiqi was holding his **** abdomen, but his unrelenting face seemed to flash in front of his eyes. Wen Tao hesitated for a moment: "Father and Uncle Bai have been in friendship for many years. Bai Shiqi has such a temperament, he should... Isn't it?"

A gang of people said that Luo Dajue killed Wen Bao, and he quickly overturned his conclusion, with indignation: "But she desperately protected the surname Luo and Zhou, isn't she on their side?"

Although the old housekeeper was also sad about Wen Bao's unprovoked death, the onlookers cleared: "Have you ever thought of another possibility? Young Master Bai is trying to protect the King Zhou, whose surname is Luo, to protect you?"

"protect me?"

"If there is no Bai Shiqi to stop, and the young master really kills King Zhou with the surname Luo, what will happen to you, have you thought about it?"

Wen Tao was startled in a cold sweat: "No...no?" Subconsciously, he felt that perhaps the truth of the matter was just as the old housekeeper said. Bai Shiqi desperately stopped him from killing Lord Luo and King Zhou. He was indeed protecting him. he.

The knowledge of the old housekeeper is far beyond that of Wen Tao, who is a hairy boy. Besides, the master Wen Shao was born in a nest of wealth since he was a child, and grew up smoothly. Apart from brave fights, he really hasn't played with anyone.

His old voice slowly sounded: "Since it was heard that the court wanted to clean up the salt roads of Lianghuai, all the officials who were attached to the salt word were panicked. Even the imperial adults sent by the court dared to commit black hands. It’s not impossible for them to push the salt gang out to commit the crime."

In the old days, there was Wen Bao on his head, and Wen Tao was a bold and sloppy temperament. He seldom bothered in conspiracy and tricks. He really had to talk about scheming. I'm afraid it's better than Bai Seventeen.

He stood up in horror at the moment, with unspeakable panic in his voice: "What to do with Uncle Yang? Today... I almost killed Bai Shiqi!"

The old butler saw him as a young man who was seven feet high, but he seemed to have been spine-stripped. He only had to stop and comfort him with a kind words: "Don't be afraid, Ji people have their own heavens, and Bai Shiqi will be fine. Yes! Tomorrow I will accompany you to the mansion to ask for the body of the master, and by the way, inquire about the injury of Young Master Bai."

Wen Tao stayed up all night, propped his head in a daze at the table, the sky was bright, someone came to smash the door, and the little servant who seemed to open the door would take down the door a moment later.

The little servant stared at the door, but was shocked by the person who smashed the door.

There were six or seven people who smashed the door, all of them were colored. Two of them were still seriously injured. They were standing at the door with their arms held by their companions, and said: "The big thing is not good, the officers and soldiers are coming to catch the young gang leader——"