Laoshan Taoist Chapter 16: Multiple lines of injustice will kill themselves

　　The moon is black and the wind is high in the night, when killing people and setting fire.

After 　　 Maotou delivered the food, Wang Yan was not cautious, and he didn't even wait for him to leave, but even ate it hungrily.

　　 As for the old Taoist priest, he sat for a while before he started eating and drinking tea.

　　 After a while, the lights in the room of the two of them were already turned off.

　　 From the point of view of the effect of the drug, the time is almost the same.

　　 Zhang Erye led a group of heroes, a team of himself, a team of pockmarked faces, each holding a knife and axe, and tiptoedly touched the two of them outside.

　　 Maotou first knocked on Wang Yan's door on the grounds of sending hot water, but no matter how he knocked, there was no movement inside.

　　 Zhang Erye stretched out his hand and dipped his saliva, pierced one side of the window paper, and glanced at it. The room was pitch black. Fortunately, the candlelight in the yard reflected in. When it was dim, I could only barely look at it.

　　 On the bed, a person with his back to the door seems to be asleep.

　　"Opportunity is here, boy, today next year will be your anniversary bogey."

　　 Second Master Zhang said in a deep voice, and gestured towards the opposite brother. The two groups moved at the same time, inserting knives into the crack of the door, opening the door bolt, waved and pushed, and the door opened in response.

　　 Herringbone Dingfang, that is, Wang Yan’s room, three or five strong men rushed in like wolves and tigers. They touched the bed and swung their knives. They felt like chopping melons and vegetables, and it went smoothly. .

　　 slashed it straight down, splashing blood all over his body.

　　The people on the bed didn't have time to scream, so Jiuquan was killed on the spot.

　　 "Bah! Dare to provoke me, this is the end!"

　　 It was estimated that Wang Yan had already been cut into seven or eight segments. Then everyone stopped, and Zhang Erye spit, and then let the lamp light.

　　The candlelight lit up, and the scene that I saw before my eyes shocked everyone present. Zhang Erye's original smug expression now gradually turned into ashes.

　　 I saw where there was a person on the bed, it was clearly a big winter melon.

　　The winter melon had been chopped to pieces by them, and it was scattered all over the ground piece by piece.

　　 "What's going on? This...what's going on?"

　　 Even though everyone didn't react, the pockmarked face next door had already led the people into the room, panic all over his face.

　　 Obviously the situation he encountered there is the same as here.

　　 "It's impossible! When I delivered the food, they were obviously two big living people, and I have been staring here all this time. They never left at all. How could they suddenly become winter melon?"

　　 Mao’s head is also completely dumbfounded, I can’t figure it out.

　　 "Mother, hell!"

　　 He clearly saw that the person lying on the bed was now a winter melon. Could it be that he was dazzled? Or is the room too dark to see clearly?

　　 Zhang Erye, at this time, seems to feel that things are a bit uncomfortable.

　　 "Go to the boss first, and close the boss's side. If these two thieves escape, they will be considered dead. If they haven't left, let's settle the account with them carefully."

　　 People die for money, and birds die for food.

　　Although he is angry, but fortunately he has not lost his mind.

　　 They do gangsters, rob and rob, open black shops to kill people and make money, aren’t they just for money? They can’t give up the chance to make a fortune because of personal grievances. It’s still clear which one is more important.

　　 Although everyone is unwilling, there is no other way.

　　 After all, no one can be found, so if you have any revenge, it's better to do business first.

　　 therefore followed Zhang Erye and walked straight to the outer hall.

　　 The night is like ink, and everything is silent.

At the bottom of the stairs in the upper room with the name of 　　, the woman in the counter before, the owner of this shop, is now gathering three or five people with swordsmen in hand, waiting for Zhang Erye.

　　 After a while, the two sides met, and there was already a tacit understanding.

　　 Tonight came a group of caravans, two carriages, each tied a large box, and even hired a guard to **** them all the way.

　　 They have secretly seen that the dart box is full of gold and silver treasures, silk and silk. This is a big deal.

　　The two merchants are not worried, but these four or five escorts don't seem to be messy, and they are also cautious enough. They will use silver needles to test poison when they eat and drink. After confirming that they are correct, they dare to eat.

　　 It's a pity that the road is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high. Now that the money has been missed by the thief, how can it be easily let go.

　　 Therefore, it took a lot of effort. The Mongolian Khan medicine and smoke all came in handy, and this was finally done by a few escorts.

　　 Now the time is right, it's a good time to get started.

　　"Catch the thief first, capture the king first. The leading dartist is in the upper room. After a while, the old lady will go in and kill him, and the rest of the trip will be handed over to you. Remember, move fast and be ruthless. !"

　　As soon as the woman confessed, she knew at first glance that she had done this kind of thing, and she was obviously a veteran in the world.

　　 "Boss, don't worry, you won't be able to run even one of them."

　　 Zhang Erye is confident and confident.

　　 "Go!"

　　 gave an order, and the woman took the lead upstairs with a knife.

　　 "swish swish..."

　　 However, the woman had just arrived on the second floor and had not started any action. Suddenly a few hemp ropes flew out from nowhere, and in a blink of an eye, she tied her tightly.

　　 "Dangling", the knife in his hand fell directly to the ground.

　　 These twine ropes are as if they have a life, floating in the air, finding the right target, and giving no chance to react at all.

　　In just a few breaths, the rest of the brawny thieves are all **** with twine, and they have no ability to resist.

　　 "Boom, boom, boom..."

　　 several muffled noises, the doors on the second floor opened together, and four or five sturdy guards rushed out with swords in their hands, surrounding the group of thieves.

　　 "It really is a black shop! I almost followed your way."

　　A black-bearded dartist looked at this scene, and he was a little unbelievable, but the fact that it was so made him angry again.

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　　The old Taoist priest and Wang Yan slowly walked out of a room on the second floor at this time, followed by two middle-aged men with rich bodies.

　　"You thieves who seek money and kill you are really abominable, and you cannot be blamed for your crimes. If the immortal master had not come to the rescue this time, I would not have been killed by you in vain!"

　　 A man in a brocade robe upstairs yelled at them.

　　 "It's you! It's your demon way that is bad for me!"

　　 Seeing this scene at first sight, Zhang Erye understood it instantly.

　　 "Many acts of unrighteousness will kill oneself. You are in vain to care for human lives and slaughter souls. As the saying goes, good is rewarded for good, and evil is rewarded for evil. Now it is planted in the hands of the poor, and you are not wronged."

　　The old Taoist looked stern, and he rebuked.

　　"Chen Biaotou, this account book contains evidence of their crimes. The thief is abominable, so please send it to the government!"

　　Wang Yan stepped forward at this moment, and through the guidance of the master, the crimes found out from the secret grid were handed over to the black beard **** master.

　　 saw this scene before her eyes, and the woman was scared in cold sweat, her face was full of consternation, confused and flustered.

　　 She never expected that these two Taoist priests would find out the account books she had hidden in the secret compartment under the bed in such a short time, as if they had already known it.

　　 Their planned actions, and even everything, seem to be under the control of others.

　　 If there is no account book, it means there is no evidence. Even in the government, as long as she refuses to plead guilty, she will have a way to get through the relationship.

　　 At that time, mitigation of the crime, or even seeing the day again, is not impossible.

　　 But now that the evidence is solid, no one can save them.