surnamed Wang

Chapter 231 Killing Intent

Autumn nights are as cool as water.

It is rare for the Ginger House to be lively at night.

A thousand cups of wine is rare for a bosom friend. Although Wang Gingquan and Lao Jiangtou are not bosom friends, they can be regarded as forgetful friends.

Seeing that the jug was bottomed out, Lao Jiangtou was so bold once in a while that he asked Wang Gingquan to dig out the altar of good wine in the yard by himself, but the latter was not polite, walked out of the door, picked up a hoe in the corner and picked a place to dig.

After digging a few times, he suddenly stopped, pondered for a while, sneezed, and muttered: "Damn it, why is it so cold tonight?"

Then rub your nose and continue with the action at hand.

After digging about a dozen times, I finally lifted a wine jar from the pit and walked back into the house.

"Old Jiangtou, what you know is that you have hidden good wine, but those who don't know think you have buried gold bumps."

Wang Gingquan was talking cheap words, but his hands were never idle. He slapped the mud seal off the wine jar and poured himself a large bowl.

Fortunately, the old Confucian scholar had already drunk too much, otherwise he would have another burst of liver pain.

The old and the young can't talk about any wine, and they start talking nonsense when they drink too much, and they have already complained to each other...

"My girl left unjustly. She offended the Tang Sect for some reason, and she was killed for no reason. As a father, I have a lot of experience, but I can't even avenge my daughter. Sigh..."

After the old Confucian scholar finished speaking, he sighed heavily and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Wang Gangquan said with drunken eyes:

"This Jialu Mansion's mansion is really useless, even a Jianghu sect would be afraid..."

The old Confucian scholar looked sad, and said in a deep voice:
"I can't blame Liu Futai for this matter. Too many bloody things have happened in these years, and everyone has to weigh it."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

Wang Gingquan became interested, and quickly filled the old Confucian scholar with wine.

The old scholar glanced at him, picked up the rough porcelain bowl, and said:

"Twenty years ago, a fifth-rank Qianhu was transferred to this place. Like you, he did not believe in evil and fell in love with a woman from Tangmen.

Unexpectedly, the woman was not a good dealer, she just raised her hand and slapped the military officer on the face.

In a fit of rage, the thousand households directly ordered the woman to be taken to prison, intending to lock her up for a few days and make her subdue.

Unexpectedly, the woman was subdued, but this Qianhu was the first to subdue.

That night, Qianhu, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a stabbing pain. He subconsciously touched the cheek that had been slapped during the day. Apart from the stabbing pain, it also felt sticky.

So he got out of bed in the dark and lit the lamp, wanting to check it out.The concubine who was sleeping soundly was also awakened by the sound at this time, but after seeing his face clearly, she screamed immediately.

The frightened Qianhu was about to reprimand him, but he saw that half of his cheek in the mirror was rotten, not only bloody, but even his muscles and bones were exposed.

Qianhu turned pale with fright, and went to the prison overnight with his hands on his cheeks. After a long meal of apology, the woman finally gave him the antidote, and Qianhu finally honestly sent the woman back to the sect. "

When the old Confucian scholar said this, he stopped talking, bowed his head and drank his wine.

Wang Gangquan showed doubts on his face, "According to what you said, those thousands of households are to blame for themselves. Although they suffered some crimes, it's not that the Tangmen's murderers are not even dared to take care of the government, right?"

The old Confucian scholar put down his wine bowl and continued:

"This matter is not over yet, although that Qianhu detoxified the poison, he still left a big scar on his face.

He was so angry that he planned to lead troops to besiege the Tang Sect in the name of suppressing bandits, threatening to demand blood for blood.

However, on the second day, the assembled soldiers waited all morning without waiting for the official to come from their parents. When the soldiers who reported the news opened the gate of Qianhu’s house, they found that all the family members had died at home, even the servant girls and servants. not excluded. "

"If people's lives are so reckless, the imperial court doesn't care about them?" Wang Gangquan said in shock.

"Take care of it, one will die and the other will die. In the end, no one dares to take care of it." The old Confucian scholar shook his head and said.

Wang Gingquan couldn't help being a little dazed, letting a gang of thugs stir up trouble in the local area was not like his father's character, but then he remembered another name - Tangyue.

This woman from the Tang Sect had admired Emperor Sheng En when she was young.

Although Sheng Endi repeatedly stated that the other party had a crush on him unilaterally, he never agreed, and later the two also referred to each other as brother and sister.

But Wang Gangquan would not believe his nonsense, after all Su Qiaoqiao's matter was at stake.Bao Buqi and the two had some ulterior secrets, which led to the fact that even though many officials died tragically one after another, the court still ignored the Tang Sect.

Every time he thinks about Sheng Endi's romantic past, Wang Gangquan has a headache. He always feels that there is a definite number in the dark, and the romantic debt owed by his father will sooner or later need to be repaid by his son.

Wang Bingquan raised his head, stared blankly at Fangliang, and recited a sentence that Wang Bingxian once said:

"How many things do you have that I don't know?"

There was no answer from above the beam.

It was almost midnight, and the old Confucian scholar was finally overwhelmed with alcohol, and fell asleep on the table. Jiang Xiucheng couldn't bear the sleepiness long ago, and went back to his room to sleep early.

Wang Gangquan brought up the few drinks left and came outside the house, looked up at the sky, and seemed to mutter to himself:

"It's dark and the wind is high and the night is killing people. I can encounter this kind of thing every time. They are already so pitiful. Wouldn't it be good to let them go?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, four black figures appeared around him, with sharp knives in their hands illuminating the yard.

"Cutting weeds has to get rid of the roots. Since your Excellency is so willing to meddle in other people's business, then let's keep it together."

One of the men in black spoke in a deep voice, his voice was hoarse, as if gold and stone were rubbing against each other, making it extremely uncomfortable to hear.

Wang Gangquan noticed this group of people a few days ago, the reason why he has not left here for a long time, apart from thinking about the drunk crab, is also worried about the grandparents and grandchildren.

At first, he didn't understand how this seemingly ordinary grandparent and grandson would offend people in the Jianghu.Later, as Lao Jiangtou told about Xiu'er, Wang Bingquan gradually guessed the general idea.

……

Wang Gangquan was surrounded, but he didn't panic.

He raised his neck, poured all the remaining wine in the altar into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and grinned at one of them.

Wang Gangquan's calmness made several people vigilant. They were not fools. They knew that the other party must have been prepared, and the man in black who was watching was even more energetic.

Wang Gangquan raised his hand and spoke slowly:
"Since you are members of the Tang Sect, then I will kill them with the unique skills of the Tang Sect."

"What a big breath!"

Anger arose in the hearts of several people at the same time, and one of the muscular men made a direct move, slashing with a knife.

Wang Gangquan's face remained undisturbed, his footsteps did not move a bit, he just pointed with his hand.

Following his pointing, the man immediately lost his eyesight, and immediately fell to the ground.

The moon was dark and the wind was rushing, no one saw how he made the move.

After finishing everything, Wang Quanquan gently withdrew his right hand, mockingly said:

"Fortunately, the Tang Sect still dares to call themselves masters of hidden weapons, and they can't even guard against this. I think highly of you."

After finishing speaking, he still shook his head and sighed, with a slightly regretful tone, which was extremely humiliating.

Even though this scene was even more extreme than before, the remaining three men in black still didn't dare to act rashly. The man in front of them was so weird that they couldn't see through his tricks at all.

The three looked at each other, and one of them said in a deep voice:
"Together, I don't believe that he has three heads and six arms."

The other two nodded upon hearing the words, and then rushed forward with their knives in hand.

Wang Gangquan didn't talk nonsense, so he repeated the old trick, pointed at one of them with his hand, and threw the wine jar in his hand at the other person.

The accused person showed horror, looked around with wide eyes, and finally fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

The remaining two people didn't panic, seeing the distance getting closer, they couldn't care less, so they raised their knives and slashed.

One of them was blocked by the flying wine jar and chopped into pieces with a single blow, but he was still slowed down because of this.

The other person was not hindered, and had already rushed forward at this moment, and directly extended a knife forward.

Wang Gangquan stretched out his hand again, and the man in black in front of him showed determination in his eyes.

With a smile on the corner of Wang Gingquan's mouth, holding his hand, there was a loud "bang", a burst of flames flashed, and the indomitable sword stopped in place. The swordsman looked at the bleeding wound on his chest in disbelief, and fell down unwillingly. go down.

Wang Gangquan blew away the smoke from the muzzle, and said lightly:
"Boy, times have changed."

This firecracker was the one given by Liu Luming at the beginning. Although the reloading speed was a bit slow, the victory was due to surprise.

The only remaining man in black had red eyes at this moment, gritted his teeth and said four words:

"Despicable and shameless!"

"Shameless? Hahaha..." Wang Gingquan was amused, "Speaking of shamelessness, I am better than the Tang Sect, which is known for its hidden weapons and poison? If your head hears this, why don't you have your skin peeled off? "

The blood in the eyes of the man in black was getting thicker. The man who was killed by the fire gun just now was named Tang Zan, and he was a cousin of a certain direct line of the clan.

Now that Tang Zan died, if he still couldn't complete the mission, he might end up with the skinning. If so, he might as well fight it out.

Thinking of this, the man in black also became ruthless, bit the poison sac hidden under his tongue without hesitation, and immediately a gust of hot air gushed out from the dantian, and then permeated himself, and then the man's skin became paler at a speed visible to the naked eye. flushed.

People in the world only know that the Tang Sect uses poison to hurt people, but they don't know that they also use poison to induce power. Although this will leave serious sequelae, when the life of the enemy is hanging by a thread, this trick can often achieve a surprising victory the goal of.

The black-clothed aura is deep, and white steam is faintly escaping from the red skin. His eyes are gloomy and he said:

"Forcing me to such a situation, I will tear you apart."

After finishing speaking, he dropped the sharp knife in his hand, clenched his hands tightly, and his bones cracked, as if he wanted to swallow the king's authority alive.

At this moment, a sudden burst of force came from the top of his head. The man in black wanted to resist, but he knelt down on the ground after only supporting for a moment. After that, his entire upper body crawled, and finally even his entire face was crushed. Buried heavily in the soil.

The man in black roared, and tried to get up with his hands on the ground, but one foot was firmly stomping on his head, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't even see who made the shot... shot.

Wang Gangquan came to the side of the man in black who made a gesture of "dog eating shit", and said with a smile:

"Aren't you going to tear me apart? Come on!"

"Brother, do you want to stay?"

With a single kick, he asked Park, who was uniformed by the man in black.

"Cut grass and roots, they say."

"Oh."

Pu Wen didn't talk nonsense, and directly stepped on the neck of the person under his feet.

After finishing all this, Wang Gingquan looked at the grandparents and grandsons of the old Confucian scholars who had been awakened by the sound of fighting.

Due to the fierce fighting just now, the two didn't dare to approach this side, and they have been hiding in the back room tremblingly.

Wang Gingquan smiled and wiped away the blood splattered on his face, and walked towards the two of them.

At first, Jiang Xiucheng was a little afraid of Wang Gangquan, whose face was covered in blood, but when he thought about who the other party had just killed, the fear on his face turned into determination.

"Thank you Wang Xiaoyou for saving your life."

The old Confucian scholar is a smart man, so he naturally knows why these men in black came here.

Wang Gingquan was still the same as usual, he was not upright, "You should call me boy Wang, my little friend sounds awkward."

The old Confucian scholar relaxed slightly, and said with some embarrassment:

"This matter has nothing to do with you, but now you are involved, the old man is really..."

"Okay, don't talk about those useless things, I'm not only for you, but mainly for my brother."

As he spoke, he pointed to Pu Wen, who had already recovered. The latter didn't know what medicine he was selling, so he just grinned.

Just listen to Wang Quanquan continue to say:
"This brother of mine is the one who hates evil the most, and also remembers kindness the most. If you saved his life that day, it is reasonable for him to save the lives of your grandparents and grandchildren today.

Don't look at me playing happily just now, in fact, he was the one who shot cold arrows in the dark. If you want to thank him, you can thank him. "

The old Confucian scholar immediately understood what he said, and bowed deeply to Pu Wen.

"Thank you knight for saving your life."

Jiang Xiucheng also followed suit.

Pu Wen has always been thick-skinned, and he didn't shirk it, he just accepted it cheerfully.

After thanking the old Confucian scholar, he hesitated again. After a while, he finally said:
"The matter has come to this point, the old man will tell the truth, when Xiu'er died strangely, the government did not dare to take care of it due to the prestige of the Tang Sect, so I entrusted a friend to investigate secretly.

At the end of the investigation, some clues were finally found.

There was an outer disciple named Tang Feng in the Tang Sect. He was famously lustful. Later, he was favored by the Tang Sect Master's daughter and became the son-in-law of the Tang Sect.

Although he became a relative, Tang Feng still couldn't change his habit of being promiscuous. It was fine to hook up with the female disciples in the clan from time to time, and even often harmed girls from common people's families.

Because he is proficient in medicine, he would put drugs in the boudoir before he acted, so that those girls could not remember what happened, that's why Xiu'er..."

The old man's eyes were red when he said this, and Jiang Xiucheng's eyes were also bloodshot.

"Then Tang Feng's wife is not a good quarrel either. Every time her husband cheats, she will vent her anger on the woman. If the woman is pregnant, she will not let go of the child..."

When the old Confucian scholar said this, he looked at Jiang Xiucheng, whose eyes were full of anger, and he clenched his hands so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

Seeing this, Wang Gingquan sighed inwardly. After all, the most innocent people belonged to Old Man Jiang's family.

"This is the end of the matter. The old man will die if his bones are dead. I hope that the two young heroes can take Xiucheng away, and don't let him suffer like this here again."

The old Confucian scholar was about to kneel and kowtow after he finished speaking, but Wang Gangquan hurriedly stopped him when he saw this.

"Old Jiangtou, if you kneel to me at such an age, I will lose my life. Don't worry, I will save Xiucheng's life, and I will save your life. There are others who die."

"That can't be done, the Tang Sect is powerful, you should leave quickly."

Seeing Wang Bingquan's appearance of refusing to let go, the old Confucian scholar also panicked. Although he is full of knowledge, when life and death are at stake, he is not much different from ordinary old people.

Wang Gangquan smiled, "Even if they are willing to give up, they have to ask my brother if he agrees with the knife."

After saying that, he patted Pu Wen on the shoulder. The latter was stunned, "Huh?" Then he said seriously, "Yes!"

"..."

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but these two calves obviously fear that the world will not be chaotic.

"Find them bad luck!"

"go!"

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(End of this chapter)