The tolerator who drove the car was in his thirties. According to the rules, Zhao Jin should call him uncle, but this policeman did not dare to be arrogant and kept calling "Master Jin". He was extremely polite.

As the sky became brighter and brighter, there were more and more families on both sides of the road, and some people even had smoke rising from cooking. Although it was the first month of the year and the sun had not yet come out, there were always people who were busy living. The train-driven police stopped the carriage and asked Zhao Jin and his friends to get out of the car to wipe their faces with snow, and wait for them for a while.

They had washed up. They fought bloody yesterday and rushed to the evening. No one had time to sort out themselves. Now they used snow to wash off the blood on their faces. The wounds on Zhao Jin's face were scarred, so they quickly packed up, but there was nothing they could do about the blood on their clothes, so they could only ignore them.

Not long after, the two trainmen rushed back with a bag and a clay pot. The bag and clay pot were emitting heat. The crew put the bag and clay pot on the car and said with a smile: "I bought all the breakfasts from several stores at three times the price. You eat hot food in the car, so let's continue on the road."

The two policemen also held the warm Yuliang and cakes in their hands, ate while rushing to the car, and after eating hot soup and rice, they all warmed up and their condition improved a lot.

If these two men had not come together, Zhao Jin felt that he might not have been able to do these seemingly trivial but actually very important things.

"The one in front is Hejiazhuang, so we will drive over and go to the right place. Master Jin and stop after saying it." Although the police don't know the inside story, they can still guess the rough one after seeing yesterday's scene.

Zhao Jin and the others were still covered with blood and weapons on the side. Although it was still early now, there were already pedestrians on the way. If they showed up, they would definitely attract attention and could only hide in the fur coat.

The two men were tactful. After driving the carriage for half a circle, they stopped at the base of a wall. There was a little cover here, so there was no need to worry about being discovered by passers-by outside.

Zhao Jin and the others stood up in the car, looked at the wall, and could climb in while stepping on the big car. Zhao Jin nodded to his companions, and then said to the two policemen: "Go to Piaoxiang Liquor House to find me tomorrow, Zhao thanked me very much.

The two trainees looked at each other, their faces flushed red, and they couldn't help but look excited. This young master's thanks is definitely not bad.

Zhao Jin put the spear in his hand on the wall. He was about to jump up and climb over the wall, but was grabbed by Liu Yong beside him. Liu Yong shook his head and said, "Brother, I'll do it first."

Seeing Liu Yong climbing over the wall, both of the police said, "Be careful, Master Jin."

"If this village could still make me careful now, there would be nothing in Yunshan Temple in Xuzhou." Zhao Jin said, and Liu Yong waved his hand on the wall and jumped down by himself. Zhao Jin also climbed up.

This day was the 11th day of the first lunar month of the 44th year of Wanli. Hejiazhuang was very quiet. Foreigners who had been gathering together before the New Year left yesterday. The guards at home also followed him, making it easier for the He family servants who had been busy for almost two months and finally had a good New Year, even though it was almost Lantern Festival.

It was not just the servants of the He family. The master, who had never laughed a lot since October, started to relax yesterday morning. At noon, he specially asked the kitchen to make some favorite side dishes. He also spent dozens of taels of silver to find a fifteen-year-old girl to serve in the farm. It was not that there was a big happy event, so Mr. He usually did not do this.

He Weiyuan likes young girls. He can afford to play with Yangzhou thin horses, but the kind of girls who were trained don't like him. He Weiyuan is more willing to spend money to buy a daughter from a farmhouse nearby. These girls don't know anything, but they are full of vitality. He Weiyuan feels that he is not old, and he can always struggle for a long time for the first time. Although the girl he bought will cry and struggle, it makes him even more excited.

But after all, he was old. After the trouble, he didn't care about the thrusting of the girls around him, and He Weiyuan fell asleep.

More than a hundred people rode their horses before dawn. He Weiyuan watched them go away. He promised a reward of 8,000 taels, and paid 3,000 taels in advance. He also paid a bonus of 3,000 taels for several leaders. The money was almost 70% of the money. Including the other expenses, the money was almost empty this time, but He Weiyuan didn't feel sorry for him at all, because he knew that as long as things were successful, the money he could get was twice or even several times that of this amount, and there would be a year.

After planning for two months, even the people from Yunshan Temple colluded. He Weiyuan knew that after this matter was completed, he would most likely offend some people in the main hall, but he didn't care. With the golden mountain of Piaoxiang winery, everything was worth it.

The ambushers set out first, confirmed that Zhao had left the city and then arrived. After receiving the news, He Weiyuan completely relieved himself. More than a hundred desperate thieves and six archers, and they set up an ambush to attack him unprepared, which must be a complete guarantee.

Moreover, He Weiyuan has another plan, this time he has joined forces with the bandits from Shandong and Huaian Prefecture, and can still be used next time.

He Weiyuan thought a lot about to have a large sum of money and could use such great power.

After drinking, I felt refreshed a few times at night. I slept very comfortably in the morning and didn’t want to get up. Moreover, the village was noisy for almost two months, so it was rare to calm down, which made people want to sleep for a while.

It is precisely because of the purity that you can hear any sound clearly. The rooster has cried. He Weiyuan woke up slightly. The girl beside him was sleeping. Looking at the tears on her face, He Weiyuan wanted to do another chat with the boy's crazy.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside. He Weiyuan didn't care at first, but the footsteps were too regular and the pace was not fast, but the intervals of each step were the same, and then the footsteps gradually became louder.

When anyone entered the yard, He Weiyuan frowned. The small courtyard where his inner house was located was closed at night and the people could not enter.

He Weiyuan didn't want to get up, but after years of caution, he still turned over and sat up, and came to the living room wearing clothes. Two men in the living room were sleepy and had just woken up. They were looking towards the door, and they thought they could hear footsteps.

No matter what He Weiyuan is, there must be a guard in the compartment. These two are the two strongest under He Weiyuan. Yesterday, everyone came out in full swing, but these two were left behind.

"Come and take a look." He Weiyuan said in a deep voice.

A guard nodded, got up and went to open the door. He was very experienced and did not pull it open, but pulled off the door bolt and opened a crack in the door to look out.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, no thief dares to come to Hejiazhuang, maybe that's the one."

Before he finished speaking, the footsteps outside became rapid, as if someone was speeding up towards the door. Seeing that he was about to knock the door open, the guard who opened the door was about to retreat.

With a "brush", He Weiyuan and the guards beside him subconsciously blinked because there was a flash of light at the door of the house.

The guard who opened the door froze back and lost control, and fell to the ground. Before he fell to the ground, he let out a heart-wrenching scream and blood spurted out from his chest.

The guard opened a huge wound from his forehead to his chest, and blood gushed, and the door and the covered cotton curtain were separated from the middle, and the light from outside suddenly came in.

"This is a knife slash." Without another guard speaking, He Weiyuan also saw the fat figure holding long swords in front of the door. With this knife, he cut open the wooden door, cotton curtain, and guard, how powerful it was.

As soon as the words came to this side, the fat figure flashed towards the side, and a figure rushed straight into the room. The guard in the room had already reacted and picked up the Park Knife on his side. But the man rushed in had already arrived in front of him. Before Park Knife was raised, the weapon in the other party's hand had already penetrated his throat.

What kind of weapon is this? It seems that there is only half a spear left. With such a dignified charge and so accurate sprint, there must be a famous teacher. I'm afraid it took several years to do it.

Blood thrust out from the guard's throat, which was his last consciousness.

The sound of footsteps in the early morning, the sudden killing, such a powerful slash, and such a rapid sprint, He Weiyuan's sleepiness was at this moment, Yu Yu Jingjing wanted to hide but had nowhere to hide. He staggered two steps and sat directly on the Grand Master's chair in the living room.

"Are you He Weiyuan?" asked the young man holding half of the spear.

The fat figure holding the knife outside the door also walked in, looking very young, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, the two young men had haggard and tired expressions on their faces, and their clothes were covered in blood.

"I am He Weiyuan, you guys." He Weiyuan had already stuttered. He had already thought of the worst possibility, but this possibility seemed incredible.

The young man holding half a spear turned around and nodded to the young man holding the knife. He Weiyuan felt a cold air rise from the bottom of his heart and hurriedly said: "I have countless gold and silver in my family, and there are also a few beautiful women who want to take it away, but I will not report it."

Before he finished speaking, the young man who was asking about it stabbed half of his spear into his thigh, and then pulled it out and stabbed into his other thigh.

He Weiyuan had never suffered any injuries in his life. The sudden severe pain made him unable to bear it. He screamed and blood gushed out. He knelt directly on the ground.

The woman in the inner room was awakened and cried in fear, but no one paid attention to it. The young man holding the spear spoke again. It could be heard that the young man's tone was very tired.

"I am Zhao Jin, he is Chen Huang."

Hearing these two names, He Weiyuan was shocked and forgot the huge pain, and his whole body trembled, and asked in surprise: "You guys"

How could this be possible? A killing situation that will surely be killed. Hundreds of good men surrounded and killed some furry children who were not as good as the ones. How could they escape? And how could these furry children have the courage to touch Hejiazhuang? How did they know? Shocked, shocked, fear and despair, and all kinds of emotions filled He Weiyuan's heart.
Chapter completed!