Wang Dong was very unhappy, and the others disliked their friends. You, Miao Renfeng, even showed us the face. You deserved to be cuckolded. Originally, Wang Dong wanted to remind him, but now he was too lazy to pay attention. He couldn't handle it. He had no one in the fields, Zhao Guinong, and Li Guinong...

Let it go, it has nothing to do with me anyway.

Speaking of which, he only knew Hu Yidao and his wife for a few days, and their friendship may not be very deep. The reason why he attacked Tian Guinong was just to do his best. Instead of killing him, it was left to Hu Fei in the future.

There are faults and debts!

This kind of revenge of killing the father does not require too much intervention from outsiders. As for whether Hu Fei can avenge him in the future, it has little to do with Wang Dong.

"This child is the son of Hu Yidao, and his name is Hu Fei." Wang Dong glanced at Miao Renfeng and said, "Master Miao, Mrs. Hu asked the orphan to entrust you with care before she died. I will hand him over to you now. I hope you can raise him to adulthood."

As he said that, he handed the child over to Miao Renfeng's hands, and then turned around and left.

The leader of Gang Fan raised his hand: "Do you want to escape?"

Wang Dong looked at him and sneered, and the long sword slashed down. Gangmaster Fan pulled himself away and flew to the side. Although he had a green bamboo stick in his hand, the knife in Wang Dong's hand was extremely sharp, and even the fine iron steel knife was cut off. It could withstand the green bamboo stick.

"Haha!" Looking at the leader Fan who was flashing to the side, Wang Dong chuckled and went straight into the inn. After a while, he dragged a person down and threw him into the field with a swing of his hand. It was Yan Ji.

Miao Renfeng didn't understand its meaning.

Wang Dong was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he slashed it directly and cut off Yan Ji's two fingers with his right hand. "Don't think I don't know you've woken up long ago, and you dare to pretend? If you believe it or not, I'll chop off your fingers one by one."

Yan Ji's tears and snot were thunderous, and he rolled on the ground with pain.

"If you have any questions, just ask him!" Wang Dong said.

"My master, I don't know anything at all..." Yan Ji wanted to deny it, so Wang knocked it on the back. With Tian Guinong's experience, this time it was extremely easy. The crisp sound of bone shattering sounds, and Yan Ji's leg bones were also broken.

"I don't know one, I will break your other leg next time."

Yan Ji became honest and quickly explained the incident of being instructed by Tian Guinong to wipe the poison on the knife. In addition, he actually gained something else. One was the reason why the four families of Hu Miao and Fan Tian made enemies, the second was the cause of the death of the father of Haneda Xianggong, the father of Miao Renfeng, and the third was the matter about breaking into Wang Junda.

The reason why Hu Miao and Miao had to fight each other for life and death was that the first and second things were about things, but these two things were a big misunderstanding. Hu Yidao once told Yan Ji about the reason and ordered Yan Ji to convey it to Miao Renfeng, but unfortunately, Tian Guinong blocked it.

Everything ends here, the truth is revealed.

Wang Dong watched coldly for a while, and saw Miao Renfeng's face look ugly, and suddenly became angry, and sighed. He sneered and went straight into the inn, ordered a jar of good wine, placed three large bowls on the table, and filled them all. Wang Dong raised the wine bowl and toasted the left and right, and drank it all.

One day later, in front of a new grave.

Wang Dong sprinkled a jar of wine on the grave and immediately bowed his hand, "Hiss Miao, there will be a date in the future."

After saying that, Wang Dong took a few steps to the back of a horse, whipped the horse, and left with a sound of clattering.

He didn't ask Miao Renfeng how to deal with Tian Guinong, Yan Ji and others, which was no longer valuable to him.

Miao Renfeng stood in front of the grave and did not look at Wang Dong for a moment. He poured wine one bowl after another and sighed for a long time.

Wang Dong rode his horse past the gate of Ping'an Inn, and watched him leave with resentment. His right hand, which was missing from his middle finger, trembled and took out two pages of broken scores from his arms. He pinched it tightly and limped away. Miao Renfeng was a hero and disdainful to attack Yan Ji, who had no power to fight back. In addition, Yan Ji cried and confessed bitterly, cried and begged for mercy, and the culprit was not Yan Ji in the end. Miao Renfeng just gave up a little punishment.

The horse's hooves were running wildly, and soon they were about to run out of Anping Town. Suddenly, a burst of crying and noise came. Wang Dong pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse turned his neck and ran towards the direction of the movement.

While watching from the spectators, Wang Dong saw several men dressed in servants knocking one over to the ground, kicking and kicking, and several servants also braced a woman with a charm.

Wang Dong recognized at a glance that the one who was knocked to the ground was Ping Asi's father, and the woman was his mother.

That day, Hu Yidao gave Ping A Si 100 taels of silver and asked him to repay the loan from Caizhu Zhao. The next day, the Ping couple came to the door to thank Hu Yidao for his kindness.

The couple were honest farmers and could not resist the vicious servants. Old Man Ping was in pain and howled, while the woman begged for mercy and cried.

"Don't beat him anymore... Please don't beat him anymore! Haven't we returned the money to Mr. Zhao?" The woman cried, "Why, why haven't we let us go..."

"Bah, your family is so poor that it is so poor that where can I pay back the money? It just so happened that Zhao's mansion caught a thief and lost a lot of money. I think that thief is you... I happened to catch your man and meet the official... Under the big stick, there is no need to worry about not admitting him." A Zhuang Ding sneered.

"No, don't catch him, we are not thieves." The woman burst into tears and begged repeatedly.

"If you say you are not a thief, you are not a thief? Mr. Zhao is kind-hearted. He said that as long as you sign the contract for sale and become his concubine, then the matter of seeing the official will naturally be easy to discuss." Another farmer's dick said with a smile: "I said, "Madam, Mr. Zhao's mansion has a wealth of money. If you become his concubine, you will have no worries about food and clothing, and you will be rich and prosperous. It is no more than suffering and suffering for the rest of your life with this mud-legged person..."

One Zhuang Ding persuaded him, and the other Zhuang Ding threatened fiercely: "Miss, you should sign this contract honestly, otherwise you can wait, but you can't wait for this mud leg... Don't be ungrateful, and in the end everyone is unhappy..."

The woman finally despaired and howled in the sky: "God, God, God has no eyes... How can the evil people be the ruler in this blue sky and white sun... Oh my God!"

Many people watching were shaking their heads. Mr. Zhao was a gentry in the town. Who could do anything to collude with the official? Some even persuaded the woman, saying that what would be the benefit of following Mr. Zhao?

A group of Zhaojiazhuang people laughed and showed their arrogant and domineering attitude.

With a clang, Wang Dong drew his sword out of the sheath, and his fingers were slanted, reflecting the shining cold light.

"I don't care about it. If the sky has no eyes, I will take it. If you look at the world, can there be one person who can't be killed?"

With a knife in front of his chest, Wang Dong laughed loudly, and his laughter suddenly attracted everyone's attention and he rushed to his eyes.

"I have been sharpening a sword for ten years, but I haven't tried it. Today I will show you, who is injustice?"

After singing and singing, Wang Dong slapped his horse hard, rode out, and rushed out with an indomitable momentum.

The crowd exclaimed and dispersed in competition. At the same time, the galloping horse rushed into the crowd. Everyone saw a boy laughing and chanting poems while waving his knife.

A series of sword lights flashed in the eyes of many people, making people's eyes hurt. Then a bright red flower sputtered toward all sides. When he reached out to touch it, a scream suddenly sounded, and it turned out to be sputtered blood.

"Kill people! Kill people!" Everyone fled in panic.

"Are you murdering someone?! I drew my sword in anger and killed someone in the street, it's so good!"

"The only way to die in the ages is to die. This is true, but if you teach others to die, it will be too easy! Killing is hard to break, but it is just that?"

When I came to my senses, eight or nine corpses were buried on the ground, all of which were killed with one knife.

Wang Dong smiled and said that he would feel uncomfortable after killing someone, but he just felt very happy. Is he a psychological pervert or is he born suitable for being in the world? It doesn't matter.

Two monks stood far and became fish that missed the net. They were already so scared that their faces were pale and screamed and fled in a panic, only to regret that their parents gave birth to two less legs.

Wang Dong flew out with his hand, whispered! He inserted his vest through. Before the Zhuang Ding was dead, Wang Dong urged him to move forward, stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife, chasing the other person, and was still more than ten meters away. The last person could not escape, and his knees weakened and knelt on the ground, crying for mercy.

"Give up your life, take me to Zhao's mansion."

The knife was placed around my neck and had to follow. In a short while, I had arrived outside a mansion.

Wang Dong's knife was not unsheathed, and four consecutive "crack" sounds. The scabbard broke Zhuang Ding's limbs, and fell to the ground with a bang, fainting from pain.

Half an hour later, people in Anping Town saw thick smoke rolling over Zhao's mansion and the fire spread continuously. There was a burst of crying sounds in Zhao's mansion. Some people saw a horse riding far away in the dust and heading towards the county government. Afterwards, some people calculated that, except for the elderly, weak, women and children, the Zhao's mansion had died in total and injured 13 people, and 18 people were injured, among which eleven were missing, broken legs, which was severely disabled.

Half a day later, the county government office was in a fire, and the county magistrate Zeng Youde's head was found hanging on the plaque "a clear mirror hanging high" in the yamen, killing and injuring fifteen yamen runners.

Within one day, the news that the county gentry Zhao Caizhu was killed and the county magistrate Zeng Youde was removed from his head was instantly shocked the whole county. After the fire was put out, a line of blood-stained words were found on the scene: Wang Dong, the murderer.

The seventh-rank county magistrate said that it was big or small, but they were all destined by the imperial court, and their heads were cut off. This was simply a provocation to the dynasty. The news was soon reported to the prefect's office. The Cangzhou prefect Wu Qifa angrily scolded: "These people in the world are lawless and have no eyes on the emperor. They dare to kill the imperial officials without any ruthlessness. They are simply brave enough to kill the belligerent. Is he going to rebel?"

Officials were ordered by the imperial court. If the officials were rebelled, they would kill the nine clans and directly challenge the nerves of the official group. Therefore, the Red Flowers will be active in various places, but there are very few cases of real attacks and direct killing of officials.

Within three days, wanted list documents flew to all parts of Cangzhou Prefecture like snowflakes.

The name of Wang Dong quickly spread throughout the territory of Cangzhou.

At this time, Wang Dong had already left Cangzhou Prefecture and headed north along the road.

...

"ah!"

Ping A Si shouted, woke up from the severe pain, but lay on a boat, and it turned out that he had been rescued by someone.

An old lady on the boat said, "Amitabha! I finally woke up. You have been sleeping for four days and five nights."

"I threw the child to Mr. Wang before falling to the river. I feel relieved with their care. It's a pity that Mr. Hu is such a good person..."

Half an hour later, Ping Asi stepped onto the boat and touched the bandaged broken arm. Another severe pain, but his head was clearer than ever: "Mr. Wang is right. Good people are not rewarded. Wicked people are only afraid of evil people. If you want to punish evil people, you have to become more vicious than them."

He murmured, and suddenly touched his arms, where the Hu family's boxing scriptures were lying.
Chapter completed!