Cyber Daming

I'm afraid I'm going to miss this time!

Gu Yong couldn't understand why the development of the situation was out of his control in just one stick of incense.

It was obviously just a fight between the Gu and Wu families, but now it turned into a melee.

These county magistrates, who used to beg for mercy at the knees of their own families, now dared to grin at themselves, showing their fierce looks.

Gu Yong had already figured out their identities, and he could even tell them their names and which county they worked in in Chengdu Prefecture.

But now these people have chosen to put all their efforts under the temptation of becoming officials, and verbal threats have no effect.

As for the threat of force

His right-hand men, Gu Jia and Li Jun, are not around now, and even the employees of his security department have been dispersed.

The communication channel was full of noise for unknown reasons, and no one could be contacted at all.

"A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, not to mention that I am only a Confucian scholar."

Gu Yong barely kept his face calm and calm, and took a step back without leaving any trace.

But before he could regain his footing, another thought came to his mind.

"If I can't bring this brain tissue slice this time, can Master Gu Xi let me go?"

There is no need to think too much about this question, the answer is already obvious.

For a moment, the man at the helm of Shudao Logistics stood on the street with a struggling expression and messy breath.

Like a minion.

"Yang Huchou! Your second wife's son has left now. Isn't it time to hand over the things?"

Wu Jinfeng was like an old dog, squatting on the sign of a grocery store on the street.

The brocade robe on his body was stained with blood, and a bloody head was placed under his buttocks. The fierce flames all over his body were in sharp contrast to the cowardly Gu Yong in the distance.

Yang Huchou stood alone on the empty street, his Confucian shirt was torn, and his exposed arms were as dry as two dead branches, but he was still holding on to the scroll.

He raised his eyes and looked around at the scattered figures around him, and glanced at less than a handful of them.

Escape from Yang's old house here is almost a life-saving step, not only the elite of the two major groups are almost dead.

There were even several county magistrates who were impatient and were attacked and killed on the road.

When the sun rises tomorrow, I am afraid that many chief clerks will be surprised to find that the boss standing above them has evaporated, and an eighth-grade official hat has fallen from the sky.

Really, some people are happy and some are sad.

But these have nothing to do with me anymore.

The disciples who went underground first have waited long enough, and it is time for them to go down and atone for their sins.

"Everyone keep your promise and let my second wife, the Yang family, live. Naturally, I, Yang Huchou, cannot break my promise to others."

Yang Huchou turned a blind eye to the sarcastic glances around him. He raised his hand to unfold the scroll, and Yang Zhan, wearing a blue official robe, appeared in front of everyone.

Although it was just a portrait of a dead thing, at this moment everyone still felt a sense of reverence in their hearts.

It is not easy to be an official, and it is even more difficult to be an official in the Ming Empire.

What's more, Yang Zhan made it all the way from a small Mianzhou County to the Jinluan Hall with a poor body, and finally won the title of No. 1 Scholar.

His life experience is legendary.

If this kind of person had not died early due to some unexplainable reasons, I am afraid that he would have become a great scholar and left his name in history.

The emotion of emotion disappeared in a flash, and all eyes were focused on the chest of the person in the portrait.

That pair of egrets in the sixth-grade official uniform should have been a pair of egrets, but now there is only one left!

Where Yang Zhan's brain tissue slices are hidden is about to be revealed.

The expressions on everyone's faces changed for a while, some were happy, while others frowned.

The frowning person now has one thought in his mind: Where did the other egret, or rather the other half of the brain tissue slice, go?

Those Yang family disciples who escaped clearly did not carry any fragments of portraits with them, so they were confident that they still had this point of vision.

Yang Huchou did not behave suspiciously along the way, but now half of the egrets on his official uniform had actually disappeared.

What went wrong? !

Yang Huchou glanced at the confused gazes around him, and his thoughts were also tumbling in his heart.

Everyone saw him die next to the Grand Master's chair, and no one should be able to see through the secret.

As long as he can leave Mianzhou County alive, the Yang family will still have a chance to rise!

My grandson Baize, don’t blame grandpa for being cruel.

Yang Huchou was determined to die. He raised his hand and threw the scroll into the air.

"Get out of here, who dares to take action on these half slices? The Wu Clan will not let your family go!"

"Wu Jinfeng, you old dog can't eat alone today!"

"Your family is so powerful that you can arrange for people to chase the escaped Yang children. The half of them must be with them, so why bother to snatch it from us?"

"I want this half, and I can't escape the other half!"

"The Wu family is so domineering, so many people here have official status, how can they still be afraid of you! How strong is your Wu family, can you be stronger than the imperial court?"

"The imperial court? My Confucian family is the imperial court!"

Wu Jinfeng took the lead and flew out, smashing the head that was used as a bench towards the speaker.

Seeing that Wu Jinfeng was taking the lead, everyone who was already a step behind hurriedly followed and grabbed the scroll floating in the air.

Even Gu Yong, who was cowering aside, was excited and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

For a moment, the whole street was filled with the sound of wind.

Yang Huchou looked at these people who were usually sanctimonious, but at this moment they were like officials snatching the food of a vicious dog. A trace of shame and anger suddenly rose in my heart.

For the first half of my life, I felt honored to be with these people. It was ridiculous, so ridiculous!

Yang Huchou laughed loudly and stood up, his two fingers together like a sword, and stabbed Wu Jinfeng in the heart.

"Old Gou Wu, I have long disliked you. Anyone can take away this half today, but not you!"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Wu Jinfeng sneered, a stream of autumn water slipped out of his sleeve, and the sword light rolled up and slashed towards Yang Huchou.

Wu Jinfeng was called an old dog because of his domineering personality and his tendency to retaliate against others.

But it does not prevent him from being a real Confucian master. Although he was promoted through the shortcut method of the school, he is a bit weaker than the Confucian scholar who took the official career.

But he has been immersed in Confucianism for many years, and after taking the helm of Tianfu Heavy Industries, he used the group's resources to improve his six skills to an extremely high level.

It's just that there are very few opportunities for him to take action, so almost no one knows his strength.

Even an old rival like Gu Yong only knew that Wu Jinfeng was not a good person.

On the contrary, although Yang Huchou has been an old official for many years, he is a conservative who does not accept prosthetic modification. His flesh and blood have long been exhausted.

With each increase and decrease, Yang Huchou could not block Wu Jinfeng's sword light at all. One of his arms was rolled into pieces, and his heart was penetrated by the sword.

After the murder, Wu Jinfeng was covered in ferocious flames that were even more frightening. He swung his long sword and actually drew in all the four Confucian scholars around him who were trying to snatch it.

This old dog wants to kill people first and then steal things!

At this moment, a high-pitched and intense guzheng sound suddenly reached Wu Jinfeng's ears!

There is a cold light falling from the sky!

"Old dog Wu, come and accept your fate!"

Zhao Qingxia's eyebrows were raised, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his body.

That is the generosity and loyalty of drawing a sword to the strong for the sake of brothers!

However, Lord Ma's plaintive voice came from the exoskeleton armor on his body, "It's over, the abacus was wrong, and I'm going to suffer a huge loss now."