Confused Escort Confused Account

The escaped prisoner suddenly appeared in front of everyone, which was unexpected enough, but the words spoken by the prisoner were even more impactful, which caused an uproar among the onlookers.

Zhao Shitu was very satisfied with his way of appearing on the stage, and he also admired Jiang Jingtian's reaction. He looked at the other party's stunned look, not to mention how happy he was.

Don't think that a dog can't plead, so it can be bullied wantonly in a cage. When a dog is pushed to the extreme, it can bite people.

What's more, Zhao Shitu is not a dog, but a decent gentleman. Seeing a group of servants swarming up aggressively, with the sound of swords unsheathing, he didn't rush, but brushed his sleeves, and said slowly: "Wait a minute, I Since I dared to show up, I didn't intend to run away again. Why don't you give me some time and listen to what I have to say. If I have half a lie, it's not too late to arrest me and go back. There are so many Jianghu brothers present today, they can all be used as witness."

He smiled as he spoke, and behind him the crowd parted to make way.

An escort vehicle came along the road, its wheels rolled over the road, making a crackling sound, the flag hung high on the roof of the vehicle, and the four characters of "Guardian Escort Bureau" fluttered in the wind.

Next to the escort car were three people, Shangguan Qing, Luo Huan and Yan Wuhua.

Jiang Jingtian widened his eyes and asked, "Haven't you already left Xingyuan Mansion?"

Yan Wuhua bowed her hand, and said politely: "We were planning to leave, but we accidentally found some clues on the way, which are closely related to the theft of the Cangjian Pavilion. I agree with my companions that we should not stand by and try to recover those people. Sword, solve problems for Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Jingtian was startled for a moment, but his face darkened quickly, and he said sharply: "Empty words are useless, have you really recovered the sword?"

Yan Wuhua nodded slightly and said: "Please look."

Shangguanqing and Luo Huan had already parked the dart cart in the middle of the road, took the three dart boxes out of the cart, put them on the ground, lined them up, and opened the lid in front of everyone's eyes.

What was contained in the box was the sword stolen by the Jiang family.

Jiang Jingtian finally couldn't hold back anymore, he turned around and told a sword guard: "Go and check it."

The man walked forward quickly, bent down to look through the box for a while, returned to Jiang Jingtian's side after a while, nodded and said: "Master, they are all genuine products, there are quite a few of them."

Jiang Jingtian's face flickered, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried, he just raised his head suddenly and stared at Zhao Shitu.

Zhao Shitu immediately met his gaze and said with an apologetic smile, "Master Jiang, I wonder if I can restore the credibility of my bodyguard agency and prove my innocence for me, a mediocre man."

Jiang Jingtian still shook his head and said: "You don't want to use tricks to deceive me. If you stole the hidden sword pavilion, it would be so difficult to get the dirty things back. Don't think that you can pay off by delaying the army."

Zhao Shitu didn't argue, but just stepped aside.From the crowd behind him, a person walked out slowly, stopped beside him, and announced: "It's not a tactic to slow down the soldiers. These weapons have never flowed into the so-called black market, but have been hidden in my yard."

Jiang Jingtian said in disbelief, "Why are you? Aren't you Ah Xing who runs a tea shop?"

Na Ah Xing nodded and said: "I have been selling tea in front of the Jiangfu gate for 20 years, it's hard for the young master to remember me."

At this time, another person also came to Ah Xing's side, bowed and said, "Young Master, I don't know if you still remember me."

Jiang Jingtian said, "Aji, the carpenter?"

The carpenter Aji also nodded, untied a package from his back, spread it out and said, "Look at this, young master."

There are two completely different types of utensils in the package, the left is white and the right is black, the white ones are silver, and the dark ones are wooden plaques.

There are more than ten wooden tokens, which are almost exactly the same as the black market tokens that Ah Xing handed over to Aunt Jin earlier.

Aji said: "This kind of fine ebony is only available in my shop in the entire Xingyuan Mansion. The so-called black market tokens are also made to order in my shop. The original gold master opened ten times more for me. and coerced me not to tell anyone that I knew that this batch of tokens was of great importance, so I kept the remnants in secret for future proof. This is the money she gave me, not a single cent has been touched, and now I also came along."

Faced with the testimony of two people, Jiang Jingtian finally shook his mind and asked, "Who is it that gave you the money?"

Aji raised his hand and pointed to Jiang Jingtian's side: "It's her."

Jiang Jingtian turned his head and saw Ming Yuechen's side face just in time, he shook his head and said, "How is that possible? She is a government arrester!"

Aji said: "Young master, if you don't believe me, I still have the receipt written by her handwriting here, so you can compare the handwriting."

Zhao Shitu also added from the side: "Master Jiang, the so-called transaction time and place engraved on the back of this token are also forged. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to investigate thoroughly."

Jiang Jingtian kept shaking his head and said, "Fake a black market? Why do you do this?"

Zhao Shitu said in a deep voice: "Because her real purpose is the Kunwu sword in your hand!"

Jiang Jingtian couldn't help lowering his head, and glanced at the weapon in his hand. Since he was a child, this sword has been kept in a high cabinet, and he doesn't know the reason.

He asked, "Just for a sword?"

Zhao Shitu said: "This sword is more precious than all the sharp weapons of Jiangfu combined."

Jiang Jingtian turned his head again, and asked the people beside him in a trembling voice: "Ah Chen, what's going on? You...are you really lying to me?"

Ming Yuechen shook his head, with a weeping expression on his beautiful face, leaning forward and said, "Young Master Jiang, would you rather believe his nonsense? You don't want to believe me?"

"I...I..." Jiang Jingtian was flustered, letting the other party grab his arm, staring into her tearful eyes, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Ming Yuechen's hand suddenly fell and landed on the back of Jiang Jingtian's hand.

No one saw her movements clearly, Jiang Jingtian only felt that his hand was empty, and the Kunwu sword was no longer in his hand.

With a flash of silver light, the blade as thin as a cicada's wing has been stretched forward, cutting through the air and touching Zhao Shitu's throat.

This ray of light was fast and fierce, as fast as lightning, but it stopped an inch from Zhao Shitu's neck.

The stagnation was not due to Ming Yuechen's will, but someone blocked her.

What blocked her was the bright moon bead.Ming Yuezhu was originally standing behind the sword guard, at the moment she grabbed the sword, she suddenly rushed forward, holding a short thorn in her hand, and pressed it against her throat impartially.

Although the short thorn was not as sharp as the Kunwu sword, it was shorter than the blade, forcing her to stop halfway.

Zhao Shitu pushed aside the blade with his fan bone, looked at Jiang Jingtian, and said word by word: "Does Young Master Jiang feel familiar with this fast sword that locks the throat?"

Jiang Jingtian didn't make a sound, but how could he not remember that it was this kind of fast sword that killed the guard of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion at Lianhua Peak, and it used speed to make up for the lack of strength, and it was perfect for a sneak attack.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Shitu turned to the sword guard behind him and asked, "I remember that it was you who checked the corpse at that time, you can tell it."

The sword guard nodded solemnly.

Zhao Shitu finally turned his gaze back to Ming Yuechen, and said with a sneer, "Master, what else do you have to say?"

Ming Yuechen's voice trembled, and asked: "You deliberately lured me to attack, are you really not afraid that I will kill you with a sword?"

Zhao Shitu shrugged his shoulders easily and said with a smile: "That's not true. I am very self-aware. If I fight alone, my martial arts will definitely be no match for you. It's a pity that you can't kill me because I have friends."

Ming Yuezhu raised the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "Being your friend is the most troublesome thing in the world. Not only do you have to fight, but you also have to act. If there is a next time, I will not accompany you again."

Her voice was as clear and clear as before, and she was completely different from her sluggish appearance just now.

The short thorn in her hand has been hidden in the boot, and even Ming Yuechen has not found it.

The previous cover-up was just for the surprise attack at this moment.Use his own way to treat his own body.

Ming Yuechen withdrew his sword abruptly, trying to get up again, but Zhao Shitu didn't give her a chance to strike again. He flipped his wrist, caught her forearm, and took the Kunwu sword into his hand.