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Inside the house, there are ten bows and arrows aimed at the direction of the carriage.

Now, on the bench near the inner side, there are thirteen other well-dressed guards who look like running darts in a certain escort agency, drinking tea as if resting their feet.

"The rice line is a bit far away." The strong man and the others looked at Zhang Feng and the others who came, and they also talked about the business similar to the escort agency.

They often deal with bodyguard bureaus and are quite proficient in this line of work.

Ordinary people can't see any difference.

And when they saw Zhang Feng coming over to drink tea, they planned to implement the safest poisoning plan.

Drinking a cup of colorless and tasteless tea is to be slaughtered by others, and it is better than the casualties of your own brothers who are fighting

But Zhang Er saw that Zhang Feng came here before they finished their investigation, and hurriedly surrounded Zhang Feng, and after getting away from the strong men, he shouted to the hut in the tea shed,

"Is the shopkeeper here?"

"The shopkeeper is going to collect firewood." The strong man responded at this time, "Just now a few large caravans have passed by, saying that it is night time to keep warm outside, so they have bought all the firewood from the shopkeeper!"

"So that's how it is." Zhang Er expressed his gratitude when he heard the brawny man explaining his confusion. He looked at the tea that was still warm, and clasped his fists at the brawny man again and said, "Brothers, I don't know if these pots of tea are okay or not."

Zhang Er said with a smile, also a little embarrassed.

But for the sake of my adults wanting to rest and drink tea, then join the team, speak good words to these few, and beg for mercy.

But the brawny man and the others generously gave up the tea.

When Zhang Er and the three guards saw it, they hurriedly thanked them, and then brought the tea.

When Zhang Feng saw it, he looked at the strong man and the others who were not looking this way: "Since you all kindly gave up the tea, why don't you also kindly help us taste it, and taste if there is any poison here."

"You" the strong man was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhang Feng might be cheating him.

The two people next to him mistakenly thought that Zhang Feng found out that they were guilty of thieves, so they stood up and took out their weapons.

Without waiting for Zhang Feng to say more.

These people are all exposed.

"Dog officer!"

"To repay the kindness of Lord Tan, kill him!"

They yelled and charged over.

When the strong man saw it, he also exchanged glances with the rest of the crowd, and was about to step forward.

It's just that the martial arts of Zhang Ersi and the others came from fighting on the battlefield in the army.

Accompanied by a voice, "Protect the adults!"

In three or two strokes, with the sound of the tables and chairs flipping over, they were all brought down.

It is indeed a crushing effort for the innate warriors to clean up the acquired ones.

Zhang Feng didn't move at all. At this time, when the matter was over, he looked at a pair of strong men who wanted to kill, "I just saw that there are military equipment in the house, and there is also a seal of our Qiguang County. My letter of inauguration , and only Tan Tutou knows."

When Zhang Feng said this, he looked at the young man who called out to repay the altar Lord, "This is a true character, and he dares to say anything. If I guessed correctly, all of them were sent by the altar catcher, right?"

"So what?" The strong man glared at the ashen-faced young man angrily, then turned to Zhang Feng and cursed: "I'll tell you like this! Our county is so safe, it's only the altar arresters who cover their heads! There are no altar arresters." Speaking of hair, the dozens of miles of land in the villages of this county, if you let you go, you dare not leave! Lord Tan has done so many things for our county, why did he let you come as an outsider?

Even the previous county magistrate did not dare to have any dissatisfaction with Master Tan, nor did he dare."

"Bold!" Zhang Er heard the strong man's words becoming disrespectful, and directly slapped him on the face with a clear slap, which made his face turn blue instantly, and three teeth flowed out along the blood in the water.

All the remaining words were swallowed into the stomach along with the remaining blood.

When Zhang Feng saw him, he didn't care about the strong man's glaring eyes. Instead, he felt that this altar catches both black and white, and he is very popular.

To put it nicely, this is called knowing how to do things, extending in all directions.

In charge of bandits near the county, collecting road money from all walks of life.

To put it bluntly, it is to raise bandits in captivity, collect money from the east, and receive gifts from the west, plus he wants to kill himself, the new county magistrate, and wants to monopolize the territory of Qiguang County by himself. wantonly collect money.

This is clearly the king of the mountain in a scalp trap!

It's nice to say, what 40 years of credit.

Isn't it just 40 years of people's fat and people's ointment.

"I understand." Zhang Feng nodded, "Except for the big boss, everyone else was killed."

"You" suddenly raised his head.

But as the wind blew by, the heads of his twelve brothers were all beheaded by Zhang Ersi and others.

Only the life of the bandit leader was spared.

At the same time, Zhang Er went into the house again, took out a hemp rope as thick as a thumb, and tied his hands firmly.

The master knows that Zhang Feng wants to use him as a witness to prove the fact that Lord Tan wants to kill the county magistrate!

律律

The carriage set off again.

Zhang Feng sat in the carriage.

Outside the car, Zhang Er rode the horse, holding the rein with one hand, and tied the hemp rope to the saddle with the other.

The head of the family walked behind, his eyes a little absent-minded.

Although he was ready to die before, he really didn't have the courage to ask him to commit suicide.

But if he faced Lord Tan again, he would feel guilty again.

And over time.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark.

On the official road three miles away from Qiguang County.

A muscular middle-aged man seemed to be waiting for someone.

Except, no one.

Because there is only one purpose for the altar headhunting trip.

If it succeeds, it is to welcome the return of the strong man.

The assassination of the county magistrate, the less people know about it, the better.

If he didn't succeed and didn't block Zhang Feng, then he was just in time to welcome the county magistrate!

By the way, let Zhang Feng take a look, none of the people picked him up, this is not popular!

But in fact, he didn't tell anyone.

He just wanted to give the new county magistrate a blow, to force Zhang Feng out, and not to let Zhang Feng ruin the network of relationships and interests he had managed so hard to set up.

But with the sound of a carriage in the distance, and four guards riding horses.

Tan Butou looked at the road ahead and saw a carriage, but he smiled.

Guess the boss didn't catch them

He smiled, straightened his clothes, and prepared to find a word to greet the county magistrate.

But as the convoy got closer, a figure in embarrassment being dragged away by a steed appeared.

Tan catcher's fake smile slowly froze.

"You are the altar catcher."

When the carriage came to the front, Zhang Feng lifted the curtain and got out of the car. Looking at the head catcher who was a little dazed, he pointed to the big master behind him, "Do you recognize him? He does recognize you."

"He..." After Tan Tutou looked at the head of the family who was asking for help, he hurriedly shook his head and said with a dry smile: "I don't know, I don't know."

Tan catcher turned his head away from looking at him.

"It's fine if you don't recognize him." Zhang Feng walked slowly in front of Tan Tutou, and Zhang Er and others next to him also followed, guarding the left and right.

"This person robbed the imperial court official, so he should be executed." Zhang Fengshun took the sword from Zhang's second hand, handed it to the altar catcher and said, "Since you don't recognize it, there is no need to avoid it. Let the altar catcher handle this matter." .”

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Zhang Er and others surrounded Zhang Feng, looking at Tan Butou who was receiving the sword.

"This, this..." Tantou took over the squadron leader in a daze, a sharp sword that can only be worn by innate warriors in the army, and he also knew why the leader and others failed.

The feeling is that there are people above Zhang Feng, since they have sent an innate master to a remote place like them!

Zhang Feng looked at Tan Butou who hadn't done anything yet, "What's wrong with Tan Butou?"

"No..." Tan Butou hurriedly responded, took a few steps forward, came to the front, looked at the robber who begged for mercy, but his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and murmured: "When we are down below, don't blame my brother for being cruel."

"The altar knows!" The robber glared at the altar catcher viciously, wanting to curse the brother who had been sworn for 30 years.

Tan Butou pierced the heart of Da Dangjia with a sword, blocking his words.

At the same time, the head of the altar closed his eyes for a few breaths, as if nothing happened, turned around and held the saber in both hands, walked forward on his knees, and handed it to Zhang Feng and said: "You know the altar, you have seen the lord! This person's subordinates are really good!" Acquaintances, it is possible that a villain harmed me, I hope that the adults will see clearly! Let the subordinate be innocent, so that I can work for the adults and serve the adults around."

Tan Butou said, following the sadness in his heart before, he burst into tears, this love, this loyalty can be learned from.

"Okay." Zhang Fengzheng nodded, and also nodded in the catcher's eyes that gave him a sigh of relief, and praised: "Tan catcher is decisive in doing things, without a trace of muddy water. He can bend and stretch, and he is a person who can accomplish great things."

Zhang Feng took the sword and handed it to Zhang Er next to him,

"Drag it down and put it in prison."

Chapter 2 Rescue Mr. Yang

"I..." The expression on Tan Butou's face froze all of a sudden, I didn't expect that the county magistrate wanted to punish himself!

Even if he cruelly killed his brother.

"Yes!" Zhang Er did things neatly, but he didn't care what Tan Butou thought.

He directly took the hemp rope from the guard next to him, and tied it on the hands of the altar catcher, and tied it very firmly.

"I just came here, but I don't know the location of the cell." Zhang Feng looked at the Tan Bu Tou who was in a daze, "Tan Bu Tou has been in this county for many years, so he must be very clear about it?"

Tan Butou stared blankly at the hemp rope on his hands, nodded silently for a while, then suddenly knelt down and said, "Master, please forgive me! This subordinate knows his mistake! Subordinate"

"Right or wrong, I have my own decision." Zhang Feng got into the carriage and motioned for him to lead the way, "Let's talk in the dungeon first."

"Subordinate" Tan Butou still wanted to beg for mercy, but looked at Zhang Er who was holding a sword next to him, and finally got up to lead the way: "Yes"

Zhang Er's expression remained the same, but he put his palm on the hilt of the sword faintly, to ensure that if there was anything wrong with the altar catcher, he would draw his sword at any time.

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The carriage set off again.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhang Er and the others who were leading the horses and pressing down on Tan Butou, and seemed to be watching whether Tan Butou made any small moves.

In fact, Zhang Feng's spiritual consciousness had already scanned the surrounding area, saw Qiguang County three miles away, and enveloped the whole county in it.

This viewing angle is similar to looking from the sky.

Zhang Feng could see that night was approaching, and in Qiguang County, which was more than 20 miles long and wide, kerosene lamps had already been lit in the street shops.

Nowadays, the streets are crowded with pedestrians and vendors, and there is a bustling commute to and from get off work, shopping and cooking.

Seeing such a 'small county' scene, Zhang Feng felt that it was comparable to some big cities in the previous world.

In other words, Hezhou is very big, and this world where Taoism, martial arts and ghosts coexist is very big, not inferior to the world of cultivating immortals that I have seen before.

And Qiguang County, where he is now, is still a small marginal county.

But it is also a small county on the edge, with many ghosts and ghosts, and there are many talents like Tan Butou.

Such people need to be rectified, and there is no reason to let them go.

Zhang Feng recalled thinking, and then looked at a stretch of earth and stone buildings in the north of the county.

That's the county jail.

It's six miles from here.

Besides.

As far as Zhang Feng's spiritual knowledge went, he also saw a middle-aged man in prison uniform in the innermost room of the dungeon.

There were some blood stains on his body, and he was weakly whispering about the arrest of the head of the altar and the matter of the previous county magistrate, his voice was very low, as if he was afraid that the guards on duty outside would hear.