As soon as I replied, something came from outside.

Everyone extinguished their voices and hid in the dark.

"Boss, this is the foot shop!"

"This business can have a stern member..."

"Looking at it is the main business!"

With a serene voice, everyone brought their weapons in their hands.

I originally thought it was a setting fire, but I didn't expect the other party to "kill".

The black thing was pushed down from the wall and fell to the ground with a "thump".

"This old man is fast-paced. It would be a good idea to die like this. If he hadn't spoken too much, he wouldn't have left the waste in the afternoon."

"It is his blessing to help our brothers make a fortune if they die."

"That's all right? They are more than one hundred men?"

"No matter how many guys there are, they have to shrink. They dare to kill the officials and rebel!"

Others didn't know why, but Huo Bao and the other two understood it.

The corpse they pushed through the wall was either someone else or the old man selling sugar paintings during the day.

These beggars colluded with the county government and asked everyone about the crime of "killing".

Huo Bao was angry, how innocent that old man was?

These beggars talk about the sparse and ordinary lives that most of them have lives in their hands, so they lose their awe of murder.

It is not easy for ordinary people to suffer natural disasters and man-made disasters, but these people in front of you are no longer ordinary people who need mercy, but real murderers.

"Why haven't the county soldiers come yet?"

"I'm urging you to death, I'm going to have four o'clock."

After a while of quiet, it was said to me outside.

Those who were impatient for waiting were not the murderers outside, but also Huo Bao.

"Don't let go of any one!" Huo Bao whispered to the bowman.

It is late May and the moon comes out in the middle of the night. Now it is halfway through the sky, and the clear light shines on the earth.

It’s okay to be in the dark, and there was no obstacle at the door of the shop, and the figures of several beggars fell into everyone’s eyes.

"Swoosh", "Swoosh", "Swoosh", a bow and arrow will be filled with mourning.

"ah!"

"Run!"

Someone really rushed out all of a sudden, then fell to the ground "splash" and was knocked down by Huo Bao's flying mace.

There were five or six beggars in total. Before they could get up, twenty people danced their swords and came out.

Without backhand, just one round, the beggars were chopped up and there was no movement.

"Woo!"

"Ao!"

I heard the movement outside in the inn next to me. There was a light on the second floor. I don’t know what I heard or saw something, so the lights were turned off immediately.

The lights have been lit in the courtyard of the foot shop.

A corpse was lying under the base of the wall, and the body temperature was still warm. There was a lot of blood on the wall and the ground. It must have died before being pushed.

It is the kind-hearted and nagging old man in sugar painting.

The "tap" footsteps sound from far to near.

Xue Xiao's face turned pale and his body began to tremble.
Chapter completed!