Wear the villain quickly, I’ll grab this queen

From time to time, a sharpened stick flew from behind the haystack, and the Sanhe Gang disciples who could not dodge were hit, either piercing their chests or shaving off their thighs.

But the short crossbow has no use, and it shoots randomly, but it is blocked by the haystack.

Suddenly such a group of mysterious helpers came, and Wei Zhimo became more powerful, and he killed more than ten killers in a matter of seconds.

The remaining dozen or so killers were either beaten to death with sticks and stones or burned to death by fire.

In the elegantly named Green Willow Lane, more than 30 corpses were lying in various places, with blood and water flowing everywhere, and it was filthy.

Just like a slaughterhouse or a barbecue restaurant, the smell of burnt barbecue along with billowing smoke filled the alley into the air with dancing snowflakes.

A fierce battle ended in fireworks that were not gunpowder smoke. Wei Zhimo quickly fed Miao Zhuman the antidote.

Then, through the smoke, I saw the mysterious helpers, who turned out to be a group of ragged beggars.

Two wooden carts, more than 30 people, their faces blackened by smoke, giggled at Wei Zhimo

"Young hero, how is my benefactor?"

Wei Zhimo took a closer look and saw that those who hurriedly came forward were the two men, one old and one young, who had accepted Miao Zhuman's alms of noodles in the noodle shop and later took away Miao Zhuman's prize of one thousand five hundred taels in the arena. Beggars.

Wei Zhimo shook his head and smiled bitterly. The rivers and lakes of the Western Han Dynasty were really deep! These two beggars turned out to be big shots in the beggar gang.

If they had not appeared in time, it would have been difficult for him to kill more than twenty of them in a short while. A disciple of the Sanhe Gang holding a crossbow.

Feeling relaxed, he said calmly:"I was hit by a poisonous arrow from the Sanhe Gang."……"

"ah?"

The young beggar was about to cry!

Wei Zhimo still smiled lightly:"I've taken the antidote, it's no big deal!"

"Why is it okay?!"

The old beggar, who was only sixty years old, blamed him as he hurriedly stepped forward to check the wound on Miao Zhuman's left arm.

Although it was only a shallow inch-long wound scratched by the arrow, it did not hurt the bones. But the three inches of skin around the wound had turned black, and the blood flowing out was also black. He was suddenly shocked:"The Sanhe Gang actually sent so many killers, and they also used poisonous arrows. Even if they want to take back the 10,000 Five thousand taels of silver, there is no need to use such a grand display!"

Wei Zhimo was stunned for a moment and understood what the old beggar meant: The target that the Sanhe Gang wanted to intercept turned out to be him.

In the bet just now, he was the biggest winner.

But he said disapprovingly:"This is the trick used by the Sanhe Gang. I heard it when I entered the city. No one can escape unscathed after winning the game. Thinking that this young man has a kind heart, he is worried that he will encounter danger, so as soon as he comes out The arena reminded him whether they could go together, but he didn't give me the respect, so he was hunted down.……"

The old beggar said:"The old beggar had expected it a long time ago and made arrangements as soon as he left the arena. But he didn't expect the Sanhe Gang to be so vicious! Forget it, those who have no face are not as important as their lives. Now we have to show mercy quickly." Go and heal your wounds!"

Wei Zhimo couldn't help but want to laugh. Miao Zhuman was still young, and even if she had been kind to the two beggars before, she still couldn't reach the level of a"gong".

Besides, hadn’t I already given Miao Zhuman the antidote?

He couldn't help but ask the old beggar:"It's just such a shallow wound. Does it still need healing?"

The old beggar saw Wei Zhimo's confusion and explained:"Young hero, you don't know something. The poisonous arrows and arrows of the Sanhe Gang." It was soaked in the poison of Qingmao. Within an hour, the poison spread and his life was at risk."

Wei Zhimo was still puzzled:"But... I have already given him the antidote!"

The old beggar said:"That's right. , in order to avoid accidentally hurting their own people, they carry an antidote with them, but this antidote must be taken before the poison has penetrated into the blood." He lowered his head and glanced at Miao Zhuman's wound again, and said anxiously:"We are still a step too late. The benefactor was delayed for some time after he was injured, so the poison has been infiltrated into the blood. Fortunately, it has not spread yet. If we don't force the poison out quickly, even if the benefactor's life is not harmed, this bird I'm afraid I can't save my hand."

Wei Zhimo nodded, he had thought of what the old beggar said before.

I just didn’t expect that the old beggar would say it was so serious.

So he said,"Hurry up then! The Sanhe Gang must have sent a lot of people to search the city. Where should we go to treat him now?" The old beggar, who had always seemed very anxious, suddenly calmed down.

"follow me."

Wei Zhimo couldn't figure out the origin of this group of beggars, but such a big real battle must be the disciples of the Beggar Clan. At the critical moment, it was really thanks to this group of beggar disciples that they came to save Miao Zhuman.

But he said in his heart : Beggars don’t care about their lives! You are more than twenty beggars, how dare you compete with the Sanhe Gang of three hundred disciples?

Forget it, let them take away this ignorant Miao Zhuman.

Miao Zhuman is kind to the beggar. Help, these beggars will repay their kindness and heal his injuries. If they meet by chance, such things will happen often in the future, and it is enough to save him to this extent. Suddenly, he thought of the ball Du Chenxue again.

Maybe he has already arrived at Nanlu, and is either looking for his real benefactor, or looking for Kun Dan...

Wei Zhimo still has to rush to the peak of Nanlu to find the Jianlong Divine Sword, and he cannot stay in Weicheng County for too long. He decided to hand over the seedlings and bamboos to the old beggar and the others.

The old beggar said hello, and the other beggars cleaned up the burned wheat straw on the two wooden carts, sorted out the unburned wheat straw, and put the seedlings and bamboos into the haystack. Hide it inside.

Wei Zhimo was about to say something like thank you to the old beggar when he saw the old beggar raised his finger and pointed at another wooden cart and said to Wei Zhimo:"Young hero, I have wronged you for now!

Wei Zhimo was puzzled:"What?" Do you want me to crawl into this haystack to escape?"

The old beggar shook his head and sighed:"Young hero doesn't know something. The reason why the Sanhe Gang started such a big battle is not just for the benefactor. If the old beggar guessed correctly, the young hero may be related to the three gangs. What kind of grudges have the gang formed?"

Wei Zhimo smiled in his heart: This grudge is so big, it's worth a hundred thousand taels of silver!

Otherwise, the old beggar continued:"Otherwise, even if the Sanhe Gang kills people and steals goods over the years, they haven't been so blatant in broad daylight. The county used crossbows and poisoned arrows!"

Wei Zhimo rolled his eyes and nodded in agreement!

Let's not talk about his sword fight with the six disciples of the Sanhe Gang, Tetsuji. Just because he won one hundred thousand taels of silver in the arena this time, people will not let him go..

So he asked:"I dare to ask this old man, why did the government allow the Sanhe Gang to be so arrogant? The old beggar was still about to sigh. Just as he was about to rebuke all the evil things done by the Sanhe Gang, he suddenly said anxiously:"These things will be discussed in detail later. Now we have to leave here quickly. With the master's ability, he will be injured all over his body." There is no problem in retreating, but if the young master does not want to cause trouble in the city and is willing to go out of the city with the old beggar and others, for the sake of safety, the young master has to be wronged!"

Wei Zhimo looked at the dirty haystack with a grimace on his face.

He thought about it, but he still couldn't worry about Miao Zhuman.

Even if these beggars hid Miao Zhuman in the haystack on the wooden cart, they wouldn't be worried. They must have escaped the Sanhe Gang's interrogation.

If these beggars encounter poisonous arrows or besieged by many people again, with more than thirty dog-beating sticks, let alone sending Miao Zhuman out of the city, I am afraid they will not be able to protect themselves. Difficult.

Follow them out of the city first. With Gui Chou, a sword at the 70% level, Weicheng County will naturally not be able to find an opponent.

"well! I didn’t expect that I, Wei Zhimo, would be destined to suffer such a calamity!"

Muttering to himself, he got into the haystack with a wry smile.

However, the long sword was still not sheathed. The wheels of the cart creaked, and Wei Zhimo tensed his nerves and listened to the movement outside with his ears straightened. I don’t know what route the beggars took, but they were safe along the way, and no one asked them.

After the wheels stopped making noise, the haystack was opened, and Wei Zhimo got up, only to find that he was in a Inside the house.

Looking around, the courtyard has carved jade inlays and red doors with raised eaves. It doesn’t look like an ordinary home, let alone a ruined temple where beggars started.

"Old man, didn't you say you wanted to send us out of the city? How did you end up in such a wealthy family?"

Wei Zhimo immediately became vigilant.