Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 71 Old Dog
I'm afraid I'm going to miss it this time!
Gu Yong couldn't figure out why the development of the situation was out of his control in just a short time.

It was obviously just a battle between the Gu and Wu families, but now it has turned into a scuffle.

These county magistrates who used to wag their tails and beg for mercy at the knees of their own families, and were extremely well-behaved, now dare to grin their teeth at themselves, showing their fierce looks.

Gu Yong has seen through their identities long ago, and he can even tell who's name and which county they work in under the Chengdu government.

But now these people have chosen to put all their eggs in one basket under the temptation of becoming an official, and verbal threats have no effect.

As for the threat of force
Gu Jia and Li Jun, his capable generals, are not around now, and even the employees of his security department have all been dismissed.

For some unknown reason, the communication channel was full of noise, and no one could be contacted at all.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, let alone Lao Tzu is just a Confucian scholar."

Gu Yong managed to maintain a calm and calm face, and took a step back without any trace of his footsteps.

But before he backed up, a thought popped up in his mind.

"If I can't bring this brain tissue slice this time, can Master Gu Xi let me go?"

There is no need to think too much about this question, the answer is already there.

For a moment, the uncompromising helmsman of Shudao Logistics stood on the street with a struggling expression and a messy breath.

Like a minion.

"Yang Huchou! The son of your second room has left now, should you hand over your things?"

Wu Jinfeng was like an old dog, squatting on the signboard of a grocery store by the street.

The brocade robe on his body was stained with blood, and he sat under his buttocks with a bloody head, which was in stark contrast to the cowardly Gu Yong in the distance.

Yang Huchou stood alone on the empty street, his body was in tattered Confucian shirt, his bare arms were as dry as two dead branches, but he was still holding on to the scroll tightly.

He raised his eyes to look around at the scattered figures around him, and he swept away only a handful of figures.

Fleeing here from Yang's old house can almost be regarded as one step at a time, not only the elites of the two major groups are almost dead.

Some Confucian officials were even attacked and killed on the road because of their impatience.

When the sun rises tomorrow, I am afraid that many directors will be pleasantly surprised to find that the boss standing above their heads has evaporated, and an eighth-rank official hat has fallen from the sky.

How many people are really happy and how many people are sad.

But these have nothing to do with themselves.

The children who went to the underground first have waited long enough, and it is time for them to go down and make amends.

"Everyone keep your promise and let me Yang's second wife live. Naturally, I, Yang Huchou, can't break my promise."

Yang Huchou turned a blind eye to the mocking gazes around him, and only saw him raise his hand to unroll the scroll, and Yang Zhan, who was wearing a blue official robe, appeared in front of everyone.

Although it was just a portrait of a dead object, at this moment, everyone still felt reverence in their hearts.

It is not easy to be an official, and it is even more difficult to be an official in the Ming Empire.

What's more, Yang Zhan passed all the way from a poor body, from a small Mianzhou county to the Golden Palace, and finally won the title of champion.

A lifetime experience is legendary.

If this kind of person hadn't died early due to some unexplainable reasons, he might have already become a generation of Confucian giants and left his name in history.

The mood of emotion is fleeting, and all eyes are gathered on the chest of the person in the portrait.

The Buzi in the sixth-rank official uniform should have been a pair of egrets, but now there is only one left!
Where are Yang Zhan's brain tissue slices hidden?

For a moment, the expressions on the faces of all the people changed, some were delighted, while others frowned.

The frowning person's mind is now full of one thought: where did the other egret, or the other half of the brain tissue slice go?

The Yang family's children who fled clearly did not carry any fragments of portraits on them, so I am confident that they still have this insight.

Yang Huchou didn't do anything suspicious along the way, but now the egret on the official uniform has literally disappeared half of it.

What went wrong? !
Yang Huchou glanced at the confused eyes around him, and his mind was also full of thoughts.

Everyone saw him die beside the grand master's chair, and no one should be able to see through the secret.

As long as he can leave Mianzhou County alive, the Yang family still has a chance to rise!

My grandson Bai Ze, don't blame grandpa for being cruel.

Yang Huchou's will to die was already born, he waved his hand and threw the scroll into the air.

"Go away, Lao Tzu, who dares to take this half of the slice, the Wu Clan will not let your family go!"

"Wu Jinfeng, you old dog can't eat alone today!"

"Your family is so powerful, you can arrange people to chase after those Yang's children who escaped. The other half must be on them. Why should you fight with us?"

"I want this half, but I can't escape the other half!"

"What a domineering Wu family, there are so many people here who are officials, how can you be afraid that you will fail! No matter how strong your Wu family is, can it surpass the imperial court?"

"The imperial court? My Confucian clan is the imperial court!"

Wu Jinfeng flew out first, and smashed the head that was used as a bench towards the speaker.

Seeing that Wu Jinfeng was the first bird, everyone who was already a step behind rushed out and grabbed the scroll floating in mid-air.

Even Gu Yong, who was shrunk aside, was agitated and couldn't help taking two steps forward.

For a time, the whole street was full of wind.

Yang Huchou looked at these dignified and dignified people on weekdays, but now he looked like an official lord who preyed on vicious dogs.A trace of shame and anger suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart.

In the first half of my life, I was honored to be in the same class as these people, ridiculous, too ridiculous!

Yang Huchou laughed loudly, and he also got up, and with his two fingers together like swords, he stabbed at Wu Jinfeng's heart.

"Old Dog Wu, this old man has disliked you for a long time. Anyone can take this half away today, except you!"

"Unbelievable!"

Wu Jinfeng sneered, a pool of autumn water slipped out of his sleeve, and the sword light rolled up and slashed at Yang Huchou.

Wu Jinfeng is known as an old dog because of his domineering personality and his vengeance.

But it doesn't prevent him from being a solid Confucian master, although he is promoted by using the shortcut of the school, which is a bit weaker than the official Confucianist.

But he has been immersed in Ruba for many years, and after he took the helm of Tianfu Heavy Industry, he used the group's resources to pile up his six arts to an extremely high level.

It's just that there are very few opportunities for him to do something on weekdays, so almost no one knows his strength.

Even an old opponent like Gu Yong only knows that Wu Jinfeng is not a good opponent.

On the contrary, although Yang Huchou is an old official for many years, he is a conservative who does not accept prosthetic transformation, and his flesh and blood are already exhausted.

With one increase and one decrease, Yang Huchou couldn't stop Wu Jinfeng's sword light at all, one arm was rolled into pieces, and his heart was pierced by a sword.

After the murder, Wu Jinfeng's ferocious flames were even more frightening. He swung his long sword, and unexpectedly involved the four surrounding Confucians who were robbing him.

This old dog wants to kill first, then steal!
At this moment, a burst of high-pitched and intense guzheng sounds suddenly reached Wu Jinfeng's ears!

There is a cold light falling from the sky!

"Old dog Wu, take your life!"

Zhao Qingxia raised his eyebrows, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his body.

That is for the generosity and loyalty of the brothers who draw their swords to the strong!

From the exoskeleton armor on his body came the mournful voice of Lord Ma, "It's over, I made a wrong calculation, and it's going to be a disaster."

(End of this chapter)