Datang broom star

"Yes, I will definitely visit it then, hahahaha!"

A group of people were laughing wildly, a black figure stood silently behind, and a group of people also came outside.

"It's all here."

The people of Baiqi have been staring at it all the time, "We hosted a banquet earlier, and many guests came, all of whom are the remaining backbone of Guanlong."

"Fucking Jian." Jia Pingan cursed, "Now that Guan Long has no real power and no army, what else is left? The only thing left is that the ancestors were once rich!"

Behind him, Fang Zheng came.

"Take care of the surrounding residents and don't go out."

"Yes!"

Fang is taking people to decorate.

Jia Pingan saw a soldier looking anxious and wanted to speak, so he said, "Anyone who wants to tip off the news is fine."

Fangzu lowered his head and hurriedly followed.

"Take it?" Shen Qiu asked.

"It's just small shrimps, don't worry about it."

The gate is heavy.

Jia Ping kicked it away and cursed: "Fuck you!"

With a cold face, he said, "Surround!"

The Baiqi people dispersed and surrounded the house.

"Who is it!"

The people inside heard the sound of kicking the door and shouted: "Who is kicking the door, Gan Niniang, turn around and kill me!"

Sure enough, it is the style of a warlord.

Jia Pingan signaled to knock on the door.

He flexed his neck.

Bao Dong went up and stingy.

The side door opens.

A servant rushed out, cursing as he rushed: "You bitch slave, yeah today..."

He saw a group of people with swords, and many people with bows and arrows.

The leading man looked familiar.

"Yes……"

Bao Dong sealed his mouth with a punch, and Jia Pingan went in first.

"not bad."

The house is much more luxurious than Jia's.

A group of servants were drinking and talking in the house.

"I, Aye, used to go out with Alang. That's called being majestic, but now it's gone, it's gone."

"Hey! It's gone!"

"But maybe there is a chance!"

"what chance?"

The sound came from outside the door.

The servants looked up.

"Is it convenient to keep silent?"

Jia Pingan asked with a smile.

"Jia..." The servant who spoke covered his mouth, his eyes panicked.

"It's good to cooperate."

Jia Pingan turned and left, followed by Baiqi behind him.

"Jia Ping'an is here, I'm afraid it will be over!"

The servants looked desperately at Baiqi standing at the door, but no one dared to resist.

Jia Pingan led the people all the way into the back, where there is a spacious room specially used for banquets.

In this era, if you want to build a spacious house, you can't save materials. You must use large wood, which is expensive.

In the spacious room, Yang Zhi and others are drinking heavily.

"It's settled, don't worry." Chen Ji drank too much and was worried, Yang Zhi was trying to persuade him.

"That's right!" Another man said: "We burned the letter, Jia Ping'an, even a god, can't find the evidence, so what are we afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that Jia Ping'an will kill him. That guy's way of doing things is different from others. Once he decides who to mess with, he can stab a knife in the back."

Chen Ji was dizzy from drinking, "It would be great if I could kill him."

Yang Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "Once the emperor is gone, the crown prince will not be able to sit still, and our chance will come. If we can rise again, the Jia family will be handed over to you."

"really?"

"Yeah, when does talking not count?"

puff!

Footsteps came.

Puff puff!

Gradually dense.

A group of people slowly raised their heads.