Wu Chongxun didn't expect that Yang Shouwen would do something when he came up and didn't talk nonsense to him at all.?＜?＜(

According to his ideas, he is now the General of the Left Guard. Even if Yang Shouwen is rampant, he will say a few words of scenes.

But he didn't expect that Yang Shouwen did not intend to give up with him this time.

As soon as he urged the war horse under his crotch, he rose up on the horse's back, and poked out the big gun in his hand. With one move, the python came out of the hole, as fast as lightning.

"you……"

Before Wu Chongxun could even say anything, Yang Shouwen had arrived.

People use the power of horses, and horses help others to be powerful.

The black iron gun was thrust with a sound of wind, which scared Wu Chongxun quickly raised his sword to greet him.

There was only a clang sound, and swords and guns were heard.

To be honest, Wu Chongxun is not weak, otherwise he would not have been able to be the position of General Left Guard so quickly. However, Wu Chongxun did not expect that Yang Shouwen came up to take his life, so when the sword and gun were fighting, a huge force came to him, and he flew out of his hand. That power was extremely terrifying...

Although Wu Chongxun had let go of his hand, his mouth still cracked.

"Yang Shouwen, are you crazy?"

Wu Chongxun shouted, and the servants behind him shouted in unison, then rushed forward to surround Yang Shouwen.

Yang Shouwen didn't talk nonsense and jumped off the horse.

The space in the backyard is not large, and the war horses cannot exert impact, and it may even become a burden. After Yang Shouwen jumped off the horse, the big gun wheels opened, and the large gun flowers flashed. The black iron gun seemed to have spirituality, sweeping and stabbing. In the blink of an eye, seven or eight servants fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

It was also Yang Shouwen who did not take any ruthless measures against these servants, otherwise none of these people would have wanted to survive.

Yang Shouwen's fierce killing method also panicked the servants of Wujialou. Wu Chongxun snatched a gun from a servant's hand and shouted sternly: "Yang Shouwen, if you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"When you bullied Buo, did you think I would be like this?"

This was also the first time Yang Shouwen spoke after he took action.

He misstepped a servant and rushed towards Wu Chongxun with one shot.

After hearing Yang Shouwen's words, Wu Chongxun felt a little embarrassed.

This is here to seek justice for his fiancée... If it were Wu Sansi, he would not take this kind of thing to heart. But Wu Chongxun really loves Li Guer after all, and he also knows that Li Guer has been imprisoned in the Zongzheng Temple prison. So when Yang Shouwen was facing Yang Shouwen, he instinctively felt a little guilty. So when Yang Shouwen approached, Wu Chongxun turned around and left.

"Stop him!"

Wu Chongxun was really embarrassed to face Yang Shouwen, and he didn't want to fight with Yang Shouwen.

Of course, he also knew that if he fought with Yang Shouwen, he would not be able to get a good deal... Yang Shouwen is obviously going to cause trouble for him now. If he fights with the other party again, he will not be able to beat him, even if he can fight, he will be shameless.

More than twenty servants rushed forward and stopped Yang Shouwen.

When Yang Shouwen saw that Wu Chongxun was about to leave, he was anxious.

The black iron spear crossed his chest and spun it out. This time, he did not hold back any longer. He shot the servant in front of him to the ground and killed him on the spot.

"Wu Erlang, if you have courage, don't leave."

Wu Chongxun heard it and his feet were faster.

At this time, Yang Moli had already rushed over.

When he saw Yang Shouwen being surrounded, he was furious.

"I dare to bully me, Alang, I will beat you to death."

As he spoke, Yang Moli had already jumped to the front, and the pair of big hammers danced and flew around. They really died when they were next to each other, and when they touched them, they died. The two big hammers were more than 200 kilograms, and in Yang Moli's hands, no one could resist them.

Yang Shouwen also took the opportunity to escape from the crowd and chased Wu Chongxun in the direction of escape.

"Wu Erlang, don't leave."

He shouted loudly, and Wu Chongxun shivered and quickly turned around and threw the gun out of his hand.

The wind blew under Yang Shouwen's feet. While running, he suddenly turned sideways and dodged the big gun, and then kept chasing him.

Wu Chongxun also realized at this time that Yang Shouwen really wanted his life.

This is not a joke, so he dared not continue to get entangled with Yang Shouwen. Seeing that there was a courtyard wall in front of him, he stepped on his feet and twisted his waist, and suddenly rushed to the wall.

"Yang Shouwen, don't do anything randomly, otherwise..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Shouwen raised his hand and threw it out.

The black iron gun broke through the air and made a sharp roar, and the bulging thrust on the courtyard wall. The rammed earth wall was pierced by the black iron gun. The wall was shaken, and Wu Chongxun stood unsteadily, and the bulging thrust suddenly fell from the wall. Immediately afterwards, Yang Shouwen had reached the corner of the wall, grabbed the big gun with both hands, and combined the Yin-Yang handle, and shouted loudly, knocking the strong bulging wall to collapse...

Wu Chongxun had just gotten up from the ground, but was shocked when he saw this.

"Yang Manzi, are you crazy?"

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and Yang Shouwen had already jumped out of the broken wall and rushed towards Wu Chongxun with red eyes.

Wu Chongxun dared to talk nonsense anymore. He turned his head and left. After running two steps, he jumped and jumped into the water...

The cold and biting river water made Wu Chongxun wake up all of a sudden.

He swam desperately to the other side of the river, but fortunately the water was not very wide, so he swam to the other side soon. After climbing ashore, he stood up with trembling and Yang Shouwen's roar came from his ears: "Wu Erlang, wait, this is not the end!"

At this time, it was already dawn.

On the other side of the river is Hui'anmen Street, where the cars, horses and people on the street are shaking.

This is the only way to Xuanren Gate. Many officials from the court pass by here every day. At this time, the morning court just ended, and the military officials of the court were walking out of Xuanren Gate. Seeing this scene, many people were shocked.

"Isn't that Take Erro?"

"It seems he...yes, it's Wu Erlang, why is he so embarrassed?"

Wu Chongxun didn't care about his face at this time and pointed at Yang Shouwen on the other side and shouted loudly: "Yang Crazy Man, you Yang Crazy Man, you are just a madman."

"General Left Guard, what's wrong with you?"

When the two little officials saw this scene, they hurriedly came over.

They did not recognize Yang Shouwen, but Wu Chongxun, so they said with a flattering look: "Who is so bold? General Left Guard wants help?"

help?

Wu Chongxun still needs shame!

He glanced at the little official, pulled off the cloak from his body and wrapped it around him.

"Yes, that's Yang Shouwen, the son of General Qianqi. Why don't you go over and help me take him down?"

hiss!

The little official whose cloak was taken away suddenly changed his face.

Yang Chenglie is a low-key person and is not easy to cause trouble. But who in the court knows that Yang Chenglie is the only one who wins the favor? A secretary who previously served him easily became the magistrate of Jincheng County after he recommended him. Now, I don’t know how many people in Luoyang City want to join Yang Chenglie’s disciples... As for Yang Shouwen, it’s not that they can provoke.

"Crazy Yang, wait for me. I will report to the saint and punish you for your great sins at that time."

On the other side, Yang Shouwen looked at Wu Chongxun, suddenly raised his gun in his hand, pointed at Wu Chongxun, and turned his head to leave.

Seeing this, Wu Chongxun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, before he could finish his breath, he suddenly saw a stream of black smoke rising from Wujialou on the other side of the river.

Wu Chongxun immediately widened his eyes and cursed on the river bank.

He already knew what Yang Shouwen was going to do... This crazy man Yang actually wanted to burn his Wujia Building!

The two minor officials who came over earlier no longer knew where to go. Just kidding, this kind of thing is not something that they are not a minor official like them who can get involved. Youdao is a fight between gods and mortals suffer. Needless to say, Wu Chongxun is, and Yang Shouwen is not only the prince's substitute monk, but also the prince's son-in-law, and at the same time, the two capitals have been renamed. The hundred poems of the immortals who will be drunk have become a beautiful story and are sung by people in the scholars.

Such a person is even more terrifying than his son Yang Chenglie!

The Wujia Tower is full of flames and black smoke.

Standing on the south bank of Luoshui, you can see the black smoke rising from the sky.

This is the capital of God, and it is under the feet of the emperor. After such a big thing happened, how could there be no movement in the Luoyang yamen?

The first person to come to Wujialou was Yang Shouwen's acquaintance.

It was Bi Fan, Weizhuang, Luoyang County, and dozens of Wuhou who were trying to put out the fire.

However, when they saw the Yang family standing in line at the gate, Zhuang Bifan knew that something was wrong.

"I dare to ask, but is there water inside?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yang Shouwen and Mingxiu, with Yang Moli and Yang Shiliu, walking out of the inside.

"Prince Zhuang County, this matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to get involved.

This Wujia Building must be burned today. Whoever dares to stop me is to be an enemy of me... Zhuang County Magistrate, do you want to be an enemy of me?"

Yang Shouwen stared at Zhuang Bifan with a sinister face.

In the cold winter, there is sweat on Zhuang Bifan's chubby face.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Jun Yang, are you...what can you say it well? Why do you have to make such a big fight?"

"I just want to make a big fight. Do you want to stop me?"

Yang Shouwen spoke, raised his gun in his hand and pointed at Zhuang Bifan and asked sternly.
To be continued...