My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 63 The Great Anger

When Wang Lin was helped by Lu Ping into a quiet courtyard, he looked up and saw a solemn building in front of him, with a plaque called "White Tiger Festival Hall" hanging above it, he suddenly realized that he almost fell into it by accident. A trap carefully woven by others.

In order to frame Lin Chong, Gao Qiu came to such a scene.

Lin Chong was induced to break into the White Tiger Festival Hall by mistake and committed a felony.

Only then did the assassins go into exile, and the mountain temple was burned on a snowy night, and they were forced to go to Liangshan.

Such a vicious heart, to put Lao Tzu to death!
Wang Lin sneered in his heart, and the hand that supported Lu Ping was like an iron hoop, and he stopped.

Lu Ping was in pain, and seeing Wang Lin's high-spirited manner, not even the slightest bit drunk, he exclaimed: "Come here, someone trespassed in the White Tiger Festival Hall!"

Dozens of forbidden soldiers who had been ambushing in the courtyard for a long time rushed out and surrounded Wang Lin and the two of them.

According to the original plan, the group of imperial guards would rush out after the drunk Wang Lin entered the White Tiger Hall by mistake, and arrest the key criminals who trespassed on the important place of military aircraft.

But now Wang Lin didn't take the bait at all.

Wang Lin pulled out a dagger in his hand and approached Lu Ping's throat.

"Wait up, take down the repeat offender, and the Taiwei will reward you a lot!"

Lu Ping was not afraid, and sneered: "Wang Lin, do you still dare to commit murder in the Taiwei Mansion?"

Lu Ping was confident, even if Wang Lin did not enter, he could not let him go today anyway.At the same time, he expected Wang Lin to hold him hostage, so he never dared to do anything.

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched, and he tilted the dagger upwards in his hand. With a flash of cold light, Lu Ping suddenly let out a terrifying howl.

One of his left ears was cut off in half, bleeding profusely.

Wang Lin grabbed Lu Ping, who was bleeding profusely, with one hand, took out Zhao Ji's gold medal from his bosom with the other hand, held it high and shouted: "I didn't break into the White Tiger Festival Hall, the gold medal given by the government is here, stop me die!"

A group of imperial guards looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while, they let Wang Lin drag Lu Ping out of the encirclement quickly after hesitation.

……

"Where is Zhang Zhenniang locked up? Has she ever been harmed?"

As soon as the dagger in Wang Lin's hand shook, Lu Ping lost his mind and immediately begged for mercy: "Young Master, please forgive me. Mrs. Zhang is locked in the firewood room in the back garden. It has not been presented to the Yamen at this moment."

"Lead the way!"

Lu Ping covered his left ear with one hand, and was dragged by Wang Lin to stagger and hurried forward.

In the woodshed in the back garden, Wang Lin kicked open the wooden door and broke in, his expression changed suddenly.

In the woodshed of about fifty or sixty square meters, the stench was overwhelming. A group of unkempt and disheveled women were lying or sitting directly on the ground. There were at least twenty people.

The older ones were only in their early twenties, and the younger ones were about fourteen or fifteen years old. They looked at Wang Lin who appeared suddenly, without any reaction, and their eyes were numb.

Damn!

An indescribable anger surged in Wang Lin's heart instantly.

Don't even need to ask, these must be women who were snatched into the mansion by Gao Yanei, and they have already been harmed by him.

And in this Taiwei's mansion, I don't know how many dead souls buried deep in the ground!
Wang Lin gritted his teeth and looked around, and at a glance, he saw Zhang Zhenniang who was firmly tied up with a cloth stuffed in her mouth and tied to a stone lock... there was also the same tied up, who was kicking and struggling desperately Zhao Fujin!

Wang Lin dragged Lu Ping past the shivering Lu Ping. Lu Ping had sensed the unconcealable murderous look in Wang Lin's eyes, and he peed his pants in fright.

But before he could cry for mercy, the dagger in Wang Lin's hand pierced his throat, blood gushed out, and Lu Ping's body twitched crazily and fell to the ground.

This kind of bastard who aids the evildoers has blood on his hands, and he deserves to die!

In a rage, Wang Lin rushed forward, quickly cut the rope binding Zhang Zhenniang and Zhao Fujin, and tore the cloth from their mouths.

Zhao Fujin burst into his arms crying and hugged his waist tightly: "Wang Lin, if you want to save me, these thieves deserve to die..."

"Don't be afraid, with me here, no one dares to hurt you!" Wang Lin stroked her shoulder.

The little girl was terrified.

As the Great Song Empress, how had she ever been frightened like this?

More and more soldiers of the Forbidden Army gradually flocked to the back garden of the Taiwei's Mansion, just across the wall was the courtyard where Gao Yanei lived, and Wang Lin's thoughts flashed.

His original plan was to save Zhang Zhenniang and leave, with Zhao Ji's gold medal to protect him, so Gao Qiu would not go to war because he rescued a civilian girl.

But he really didn't expect that Zhao Fujin, the dignified emperor of the Song Dynasty, was mistakenly arrested by Gao Yanei and entered the mansion. This guy really committed his own crimes.

Wang Lin immediately realized that this is the best time to kill the scumbag Gao Yanei and eliminate harm for the people.

If you miss today, it will be as difficult as going to heaven to kill him again.

Of course, Wang Lin also understands that if Gao Yanei is really going to be killed, even if Zhao Fujin is by his side and he holds Zhao Ji's imperial gold medal, Gao Qiu will never let it go.

But so what, thinking of those women walking together like corpses just now, thinking of Zhang Zhenniang and Zhao Fujin who almost died, and thinking of his previous assassination and being framed this time, Wang Lin's blood overflowed.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, even if he took some risks, he must not leave behind this monstrous disaster!

Wang Lin rushed into the firewood room and grabbed the huge stone lock weighing more than a hundred catties, hurried to the courtyard wall, roared, swung the stone lock high in his hand, and slammed it heavily on the wall!

A big hole was smashed into the thin partition wall of the mansion with a bang, Wang Lin didn't hesitate, and immediately broke it into a gap half a person's height, and hurriedly said: "Come here!"

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Gao Yanei lay leisurely on the soft bed, humming a little tune, and two beautiful maids fed him chilled fruits to enjoy the coolness.

He was extremely proud, that Mrs. Zhang had already been arrested and brought into the mansion. If he hadn't felt the pain from the wound at this moment, he would have given Mrs. Zhang to Huo Huo long ago.

The door was kicked open by someone, and just as Gao Yanei was about to scold whoever was so unruly, a cold and handsome face appeared in front of him.

He remembered that this face was that Shandong Wang Lin!

Wang Lin's body was covered with blood, and he held a long knife in his hand.

The two maids were scared out of their wits and ran away in a panic.

Gao Yanei shrank subconsciously, and shouted fiercely, "Wang Lin, what are you going to do? Break into the Taiwei's mansion armed with weapons, do you want to die?"

"Come on! Help!"

Go to hell!

How could Wang Lin talk nonsense to him, so he slashed at him with a single knife.

With a flash of blood, Gao Yanei's head rolled to the ground, and those wide-open eyes still revealed endless astonishment and deep fear!
Wang Lin killed Gao Yanei with a single knife, which was a bit of a mouthful of anger, but at this moment, the imperial army came from all over the Taiwei's mansion, shouting and killing.

Zhang Zhenniang knew that Gao Yanei was killed, and Gao Qiu would do everything in his power to avenge his adopted son. At a critical juncture, there is still a chance to escape with Wang Lin's martial arts, but if he takes the two of them with him, he can only die.

With a miserable expression on her face, she hurriedly said: "My lord, go quickly, don't worry about us, or it will be too late!"

Zhao Fujin was so frightened that he burst into tears, and grabbed Wang Lin's arm tightly: "Wang Lin, you can't leave me alone..."

(End of this chapter)