Chapter 2012 Prostitution, Bandit

Wang Shang was stunned, Fang Xing bowed his head, but did not see the embarrassment flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you, Xing and Bo."

No matter how difficult it is, he doesn't want this matter to be resolved by outsiders.

For that kind of feeling, if you are a young man, you will definitely be grateful, but Wang Shang feels a little embarrassed besides this.

But he is not pedantic!

If it were someone else, I probably wouldn't agree. This is just a matter of embarrassment.

Fang Xing said solemnly: "Justice cannot be demonstrated, and the law has become empty talk. This is exactly the problem that Fang wants to solve this trip. You are too polite, sir."

Wang Shang cupped his hands gratefully, and his sons were also somewhat unexpectedly happy.

Fang Xing turned around and said, "Ben Bo Fang Xing."

clang!

The short knife landed!

Several big men looked at each other, gradually turning pale.

Wang Shang looked at this scene with mixed feelings. For these big men who were a big trouble to his family, Fang Xing just gave a name and collapsed.

Fang Xing turned around and cupped his hands, and said with a smile, "Fang will take his leave now, sir and wait at home."

Wang Shang solemnly cupped his hands and said, "You should naturally do your best."

Fang Xing nodded, and left with Laoqi Xin.

Those big men thought they had escaped a catastrophe, so they rejoiced with each other.

Fang Wu drew out his knife, pointed the knife at these big men, and shouted: "Kneel down!"

The battle between the green skins is all about being brave and ruthless, but before the evil spirit accumulated by the army, the so-called being brave and ruthless has become a joke.

Several big men knelt on the ground, not daring to lift their heads, and then they were tied up one by one by a servant.

Fang Xing felt that such an academic atmosphere was abnormal. There were many people like Wang Shang, but they all disappeared under the pressure.

So he kept frowning until Old Seven Xin let out a drink, then he raised his head.

Dew in the rain!

The sparrow in a white dress smiled slightly,

Then bliss.

"I've seen Uncle."

Fang Xing was also amazed by her, but only for a moment, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

A maid followed behind Que Tong, and she said: "Xiuyu has committed various crimes, my daughter dare not argue, I just beg my uncle to let him go, my daughter is willing..."

Speaking of which, she turned around and asked for the burden carried by the maid, and said expectantly: "Uncle, this is all the little girl's savings..."

Fang Xing felt a little thirsty, so he asked for a water bag, took a few sips, and then said in a puzzled way: "Yang Yan abandoned you like a shoe, and even watched you almost drown in Daming Lake, why do you still want to save him?" ?”

In his opinion, the relationship between a man and a woman who has already been torn apart should not be like this, not to mention adding insult to injury, but still wanting to rescue, what kind of spirit is this?

"Whoever serves others with color, loves to ride when color declines..."

Fang Xing felt that this woman was a pitiful person, so he persuaded: "Go back, if you want to be a good person later, I will be the master, I will go to your residence, and... live a good life."

He wanted to say that he found someone to marry, but changed the word temporarily.

Que's tongue-in-cheek smile gradually faded, and he said calmly, "My little girl... I don't know, I just can't let it go, I can't forget it, so... I'm here, as long as I can deal with Xiuyu lightly, my little girl will be at the mercy of my uncle."

Fang Xing said impatiently: "Yang Yan has died more than ten times in the matter involved. Your so-called reluctance to let go is just a habit. Forget about him, half a year is not enough, then a year."

He frowned and crossed his body with Queus, his arms tightened, but he was already caught by Queus.

The sparrow's tongue was like a deer under the jaws of a tiger, and tremblingly said: "Uncle, my little girl is willing... to recommend herself as a pillow mat..."

When are women most attractive?

Shy!

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, her face was slightly red, and she didn't dare to look up...

Fang Xing gently pushed aside the jade hand, and said, "I want to live your life, remember, if you are willing to leave your citizenship, just report your name as Ben."

Yang Yan has done too much, even if it is the turn of the emperor's relatives, at least he must be confinement for life.

Queut's hand hung down as if it had lost its vitality, swinging back and forth.

She blessed herself and said, "Thank you uncle."

Fang Xing nodded, and said, "That's just a guy with bad character and ambition, it's not worth being so entangled with you."

He took his servants away, and Qu Tong stood where he was, looking straight ahead without focus, and murmured: "The meeting under the tree in the spring of last year, I will never forget it... the flowers on that day are so beautiful." It's so beautiful..."

...

Ding Yao was in a state of panic, terrified all day long.

Jinan City was not in chaos, nor was there any martial law, so Fang Xing should be fine.

Fang Xing was unharmed, and many people were going to be unlucky.

Ding Yao wanted to run away, but there were more than ten people standing outside the gate, and they didn't shy away from it, they were military uniforms.

There is no need to think about the back door, even if there is no one, he dare not leave.

He sent someone to try to climb over the wall, but the man never came back after he went out.

He didn't think that his subordinate ran away alone without loyalty, and guessed that he was currently being tortured in a prison.

Who will come?

That Shang Ru is an idiot, one hundred people went to besiege and kill six people, but they lost a lot, making Ding Yao feel that he is not a trustee, if he knew that he should have personally led those former horse thieves to besiege Fang Xing.

He was sitting in the pavilion on the creek in Fuzhong, and it was here that he met Yang Yan last time.

At that time in midsummer, the vitality seemed to be overflowing.

But now it is late autumn, and the fallen leaves are falling in the already shallow stream, flowing slowly.

He was drinking for more than an hour, but he only drank half a glass.

He had been holding the wine glass for half an hour, and he felt that there must be something in his hand, otherwise his heart would be empty.

Most of his subordinates were sent out, and the remaining five were all armed with swords, and they were just standing there in a daze at the moment.

The wind blows from the water, a gust of wind blows, and everyone in the pavilion shudders.

"Is it dead or alive!"

Ding Yao was lucky, thinking about the news he heard in the morning: those people were all killed last night.

Fang Xing brazenly killed all the people who intercepted him, leaving no one behind, and those who knelt down and begged to surrender were not mistaken.

Now in the city of Jinan, he has been passed down as a celestial evil star, and his life will be soaked in killing and blood.

Ding Yao felt that everything was going to be burned, he threw the wine glass away, got up and said, "Go out and have a look!"

One of his subordinates said, "Brother, there are people outside."

The wine glass that fell into the creek fluttered a few times, then tilted, and the creek water slowly poured in... and finally sank slowly into the water.

He led his men towards the gate of the mansion without hesitation.

Although the courtyard along this road is in autumn, it has something to see, but no one is in the mood to take a closer look.

Landscapes are...just superfluous to life.

When Ding Yao saw the gate of the mansion from a distance, he hesitated for a moment, but immediately threw away the idea of ​​continuing to wait.

"Death is death, this kind of suffering, how can we wait for people who lick blood from the edge of the knife to go through it, kill it!"

Ding Yao was cheering up his subordinates, and at the same time cheering up himself.

"We just need to escape and gather some people when the time comes, it's the return of the fish..."

"Boom!"

Under Ding Yao's gaze, the door was suddenly knocked open, sawdust flying everywhere, and dust flying all over the sky.

Ding Yao narrowed his eyes, took a step back, and shouted: "This is a dead end! Kill!"

The temperament of the gangster was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Ding Yao was the first to rush over with a knife, and his five subordinates followed without hesitation.

"ah!"

A tied person was thrown in, and then Fang Xing stepped in, looking coldly at Ding Yao and the others who were walking quickly.

"kill him!"

Ding Yao snarled, there was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

Killing one is enough money, killing two and earning one.

The servants walked in, and immediately the crossbow arrows aimed at Ding Yao and others.

Ding Yao shouted in despair: "Who are you? Why don't you give me a fair chance?"

Fang Xing raised his hand and said flatly, "Ben Bo, Fang Xing!"

"Fang Xing..."

"put!"