Chapter 418: The Devil

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"let's go."

Fang Xing put away his gun, and Xin Laoqi got into the carriage, without looking back, he just drove the carriage and passed through the other side of the alley.

"Boom!"

The frightened horse turned around, and finally dragged the carriage, bumped into the wall of King Han's mansion, and fell to the ground.

Shibo Yoshimoto wanted to lift the curtain in front of the car and scold the driver named Yicun.

But the curtain of the car was crushed by Yicun, Shibo Yoshimoto couldn't help scolding: "Yitun, damn it, get out!"

But the village that was holding down the curtain of the car did not move, and a bloody smell was permeating the air.

Could it be that he was injured?

Shibo Yiyuan got out from the side with difficulty, first touched the big bumps on his head, and then went to the front in a rage.

"ah……"

As soon as it got dark, the scream immediately alarmed the people in Han Palace.

A group of guards rushed out with knives, only to bump into Shibo Yoshimoto who was running wildly.

"who?"

The leading guard kicked Sibo Yiyuan over, and was tied up.

"No... there are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

Shibo Yiyuan resisted desperately, pointed at the carriage and hissed: "There are ghosts there! There are evil ghosts who ate my coachman..."

The guard picked up Shiba Yoshimoto with a smile, slapped him back and forth, and said to his companion, "Made! We didn't know how many people we killed in Jingnan, which ghost dared to appear in front of us, go Take a look for yourself."

A guard walked towards the carriage cursing, cursing as he walked, "Made! He hit our wall, and asked that kid to pay for it to be repaired...Huh? Someone smells like blood!"

The horse was killed by a head-on collision, not much blood was shed, and the horse's blood didn't smell as bad as human blood, so the guards who had killed countless people could tell the difference.

"Yo! look at you dwarf,

How dare you kill someone? "The head of the guards here threw Shibo Yiyuan to the ground in surprise.

"not me……"

"ah……"

The head guard was about to kick Shibo Yoshimoto, and he couldn't help but feel terrified when he heard the screams in front of him.

"Head! His head is gone!"

"Boom!"

Ji Gang, who was waiting for someone to send money to him, received the news, he stood up suddenly, who had always been calm in front of his subordinates, and staggered back a few steps.

"You, what did you say?"

Ji Gang's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and the Jinyiwei Xiaoqi who came to report was also pale.

"My lord, the coachman of the Japanese lost his head."

Xiaoqi couldn't help feeling sick when he thought of that weird scene.

"My lord, that head is like a vegetable melon being hammered...to pieces."

"vomit!"

Xiaoqi couldn't bear it any longer when he said this, he ran to the door, grabbed the door and vomited wildly.

There was a sour smell. If it was normal, the pampered Ji Gang would make this little flag unable to get out of bed for half a month.

But today, Ji Gang just stood there dumbfounded.

"It's that man again! Go, throw everyone out, find that devil! I'm going to eat him alive!"

Ji Gang roared madly, throwing something in his hand, and kicking something at his feet.

Seeing Ji Gang's appearance, Wang Qian couldn't help being surprised.

"It's just a coachman, why are you panicking?"

Zhuang Jing asked in bewilderment, he and Wang Qian were afraid of being angered, so they both retreated outside the door.

Wang Qian stared sideways at Zhuang Jing until he felt uncomfortable, and said helplessly, "Have you forgotten how Yuan Jiang died?"

"How did you die?"

Ever since Zhuang Jing took over some of Yuan Jiang's affairs, he had long forgotten that former colleague. Now when Wang Qian mentioned this person, the scene by the Qinhuai River was brought out from the depths of his memory.

"vomit!"

Zhuang Jing retched, and said with a pale face: "You mean that the person died exactly like Yuan Jiang?"

Wang Qian said with a solemn expression: "Exactly, they all exploded in the head."

No matter how stupid Zhuang Jing was, he knew why Ji Gang lost his composure.

Ji Gang was afraid, he worried that one day his head would explode like Yuan Jiang's, and the blood would spill all over the ground.

"Is it available?"

Ji Gang stabilized his mood and asked.

Wang Qian shook his head and said, "It's on the edge of Han Palace, surrounded by residences of relatives, and my subordinates dare not ask."

"My lord, tell Your Majesty, send an army to blockade Jinling, and investigate every family!"

Zhuang Jing gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe I can't catch that guy!"

Seeing signs of Ji Gang's fury again, Wang Qian hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense! Shibo Yoshimoto's carriage is full of gold and silver, and there are some calligraphy and paintings from the former Song Dynasty. Do you want His Majesty to take our old nest?"

Ji Gang felt cold and cold in his heart, he had absolutely no clue about that unknown opponent.

...

When Zhu Gaoxu learned about this, he who was drinking casually ordered: "The wall must have been smashed, and it's unlucky to be dead, so leave half of the money and send it to Fangjiazhuang."

The guards were only shocked by the death of the coachman, and then went to get the money with a smile.

"Back then, the cavalry who fell from their horses in the battle was much worse than this one, and they couldn't find a piece of good meat on them."

Several guards separated the money, then pulled out a carriage and sent Shibo Yiyuan directly to Fangjiazhuang.

"So it's Bu Zhuang! Fang Shiyi's frightened bird, I thought that the first freshman had finally met his opponent. Let's go, let's go home."

Fang Xing stood at the door of the First Freshman, surrounded by a few servants. Judging by his posture, if there really was a restaurant on the opposite side, he was going to use his power to bully him today.

"Tsk tsk! Xinghe Boke are really straightforward!"

Several night patrol sergeants were watching from the sidelines, afraid that Fang Xing would really lead someone to smash the cloth shop.

And the night-time clerk of the cloth shop was trembling all over. If Fang Xing really rushed in, he planned to run away immediately, not even want this job, and go back to his hometown in the countryside.

The dignitaries in Jinling City are really arrogant! I'd better go back to the countryside to be safer.

"Xing Hebo is said to have a poor family."

A sergeant who watched the night put on the appearance of an old Jianghu and said: "The salary is eight hundred shi a year, and there is a small village in the family, and the whole family is supported by the first freshman! If anyone destroys the first freshman, he will be replaced." I have to smash it too!"

Among the relatives, Fang Xing's salary can only be regarded as the lowest, and those relatives have gained a lot of benefits in the past battles, and they have changed hands to buy fields and shops, and their family wealth has increased steadily.

"Poor!"

Back home, Fang Xing moaned and cried poorly, in exchange for Zhang Shuhui's rolling eyes.

There are a lot of good things piled up in the Fang family's warehouse, and Yixian's ability to make money is so strong that Zhang Shuhui has asked people to exchange money several times.

"Husband, those shops are getting more and more excessive, and the usual money can't be exchanged for a tael of silver."

Under the background that silver is prohibited from being used as currency, exchanging silver is a private act, and those companies are backed by powerful big guys, so their attitude is very arrogant.

Fang Xing said casually: "What's so great about silver, one day I will grab a mountain of silver for my husband, and then I can exchange it with you."

"Net bragging!"

Zhang Shuhui bit off the end of the thread, lifted up the clothes in her hand, and greeted: "Husband, come and try it, these are the new clothes to be worn on Zhengdan that day."

Fang Xing got up, and the couple tried on the clothes tacitly. Just when they felt the atmosphere was stirring, Xiaodao yelled outside.

"My lord, the people from Han Palace sent that Shibo Yoshimoto..."