Chapter 214

The land of Yamen.

Magistrate Wang's face was anxious. He had secretly informed Constable Zhu and was ready to start running.

He had just heard that all the mysterious powers who lived in his house had decided to withdraw.

Even these mysterious powers are going to withdraw.

He, the magistrate, must be dead end if he stays.

The people outside are still complaining here?

Cry a ghost!

Stay and die.

"Has everything been packed?"

Magistrate Wang asked.

"Ready, all the gold and silver wealth."

Constable Zhu said.

"OK, go through the back door."

Magistrate Wang said.

The front door was blocked by a group of poor people who didn't know how to live or die, so they had to slip through the back door.

Front yard lobby.

The terrible body with half of its body and internal organs missing was still lying there.

Since I brought it back, no one has asked.

Even I thought it was wrong and ran early.

The rest of the constables have no orders from the top and dare not move easily. They can only wait here.

Suddenly, three thin middle-aged men crowded through the crowd and came in from the outside.

A little constable's face changed slightly, hurried forward to drink and said, "what are you doing? Yamen is an important place. Don't break in. Get out of here! "

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, his body flew upside down on the spot, embedded in the wall, turned into a pool of meat mud, and blood flowed down the wall.

The rest of the little constables were shocked on the spot and dared not move.

The three middle-aged men looked indifferent and walked to the dead body on the ground.

After seeing the specific appearance of the body, the three middle-aged men were all silent.

long time.

They sighed.

"Dead, why dead?"

"Childe, you're dead. What shall we do?"

The three middle-aged men looked compassionate, knelt down and kowtowed solemnly.

One of them stretched out his hand to slowly close the round eyes of the black robed man, and then picked up the middle-aged man who lacked half his body and put it on his shoulder.

"When the childe dies, the people of the Yamen don't live. Don't live. Let's bury them together."

The man on the left said numbly.

Several constables were frightened, shouted quickly and fled to the back hall.

…

Outside the city.

Qi Yun and others came out and appeared at the gate of Nancheng.

Seeing the congestion before the city gate, adaton's face sank and directly ordered to start cleaning up.

The people in front were still abusing each other and fighting from time to time. As soon as they saw the people of the martial Gang behind them, their faces suddenly changed.

The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Even if the Wu Gang fled, it is not comparable to them.

In particular, the martial arts gang has a large number of people. Thousands of people have practiced martial arts. Each is an expert. It is definitely more terrible than the army.

If you dare to contradict them at this time, I'm afraid you'll be killed in an instant.

The crowd quickly dispersed.

The originally congested area immediately gives way to a main road.

Some carriages and ox carts could not be moved out. They were directly lifted and thrown aside by a group of martial Gang men.

Everyone dared to be angry but not speak. They could only watch the brigade of the Wu Gang drive out from the gate.

Just as the people in the martial Gang poured out, these refugees rushed to the city gate again.

One carriage collided with another, causing abuse. Then the wheels of some carriages were broken, and the congestion was more serious than before.

Just then.

In the rear came several carriages, which were strange.

There are not any treasures and baggage on it. They are all toilets, pile by pile, and dozens of them are carried on each carriage.

The carriage at the front kept popping and smelling along the street, making people sick and spitting.

"Shit, what?"

"Where's the dung truck? Get out, get out."

…

The seven Youming sect masters who followed the carriage looked cold and showed a trace of terrible light.

A bunch of dead things.

Dare to laugh at their deputy leader!

One of them showed a cruel smile and waved his palm. A terrible flame knife Gang rushed out in an instant and cut towards the front, which immediately triggered a burst of panic and shouting.

Ah!

Screamed at the gate of the city.

Hundreds of carriages were inevitably burning, and the crowd fled and trampled on the dead.

Those who didn't have time to escape were all killed by flame knife gang.

Inside the car.

Zhao Heihong was still pulling wildly. The toilet he had just changed was soon filled again.

His face was sallow and thin. Wearing thick black circles, he looked out of the carriage with a trace of happiness.

Kill!

All should be killed!

Dare to laugh at yourself and don't want to live.

"Come on, come in and change the toilet for me."

Zhao Heihong shouted hard.

Outside the carriage, the seven Youming sects hesitated as soon as their faces changed.

After all, this thing is too dirty. How can they do it by themselves? Just smelling the smell is enough to suffocate.

One of them suddenly flashed his eyes and waved his palm, and caught seven or eight surviving poor people.

The seven or eight surviving poor quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"If you don't want to die, go and help the master inside change the toilet."

The man said indifferently.

"Yes, yes."

If the ten poor people were granted amnesty, they all got up, grabbed the new toilet and went to the carriage to change it.

The seven people outside frowned and felt that this was not the way.

The toilet runs too fast.

On average, one incense needs to be changed once.

"It seems that the Wu Gang just passed in front. They will meet them and ask them to change the toilet for us!"

One of them suddenly said.

The next few people nodded.

"Yes, he's a mere secular gang. What if he changes a toilet for us?"

"It's their honor to change the toilet for us. Don't you believe they dare to refuse?"

"Go, catch up with them!"

The seven men looked cold and drove their horses forward.

…

The convoy of Wu Gang came out from the direction of Nancheng.

In the carriage, Qi Yun has been closing his eyes and nourishing qi to speed up the healing of the wound.

However, although he has been keeping his eyes closed for breath, his powerful mental power is also watching other movements outside.

At this time, the sound of horses' hoofs suddenly came from the rear.

A group of seven people came from the rear and quickly stopped their convoy.

"Stop, stop all!"

One of them drank.

With a wave of the palm, the flames burned and stopped them directly in front of them.

"Whoa!"

Ah Da's face sank, stopped the carriage, looked at the man in front of him and said, "what are you going to do?"

The man smiled, looked at the carriage and said, "is leader Qi in there? I don't know where the Qi Gang is going. Is it on the way? "

Other people around me looked at the carriage with a smile.

"Where are you going?"

Qi Yun's insipid voice came from the carriage.

The man smiled in an instant.

"We'll go wherever the Qi Gang goes. How about it?"

"Yes."

Qi Yun said calmly.

He noticed these people from the beginning.

Seeing the toilet pulled by them, we can instantly associate their identity.

These are the people of Youming sect!

In the carriage should be the deputy leader, Zhao Heihong!