Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and darkened his face, and then reached out to the arrow pouch again. When he touched it, the arrow pouch was empty.

"Damn! Damn!" Fang Zheng cursed slanderously, then threw the bow in his hand to the ground, and glanced at his subordinates fiercely. Seeing that his subordinates were forced to retreat a few steps back with a few steps uneasy, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly laughed at the sky three times, reached out to point at the silly rabbit, looking confident, and said loudly: "Look at me, I should capture it alive!"

"Pu!" The subordinates crawled on the ground very appropriately.

Catching a rabbit alive certainly has no technical content and is a pure physical job. Of course, if your reaction ability is not as good as a rabbit, it is not easy to do it.

Fortunately, Fang Zheng was so angry that he had nowhere to go. After running wildly, he finally caught the stupid rabbit.

After laughing proudly at the sky, Fang Zheng pinched the rabbit's neck and began to concentrate on thinking.

Wensen came up and smiled flatteringly, "Sir, you are..."

"I'm wondering what kind of way to die..." This rabbit hurt Master Fang to lose all his face and could not let it die too cheaply...

Hesitated for a long time.

"Uh... sir, you don't have to think about it..."

"What's wrong?"

"It has been strangled to death by you..."

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Fang Zheng took the rabbit's body into the carriage and returned to the city. Wen Sen and Fang Zheng went back to the mansion to get the silver. The money was needed to be used everywhere in the opening of the government and the government office. The silver that the prince gave to Fang Zheng was spent like water during this period. Although he knew that the money was not his own, Fang Zheng still felt heartbroken. Alas! If the money was his own, I would not spend it like this, and it was even more prodigal than a prodigal son!

Wensen sat on the other side of the carriage and smiled at Fang Zheng. He couldn't understand. Lord Fang, who is usually kind and approachable, always stretched out his hand to ask for money, and his face was always long. Could it be that Lord Fang is a real gentleman who can't hear this yellow and white A-do?

The carriage entered the city, and Wensen lifted the curtain boredly, but found a familiar figure walking on the street.

"Huh? Lord Fang, look!"

"What?" Fang Zheng came over.

"Mr. Fang, isn't that person Xiao Huaiyuan?" Wen Sen said in surprise.

Xiao Huaiyuan? How dare this dog come out? Fang Zheng came up and saw that this person was indeed Xiao Huaiyuan. He was walking leisurely on the street like the stupid rabbit, and he was walking around from time to time, and he also glanced at the good women on the roadside. His thief-headed and stunning appearance was quite the essence of Master Fang.

Fang Zheng quickly patted the coachman on the shoulder, pointed to Xiao Huaiyuan's back in front of him, and said excitedly: "Hey, have you seen that person?"

The coachman said respectfully: "See, Master, do you want to stop the car?"

Fang Zheng waved his fists excitedly, looking a little crazy: "No! Rush over! Hit him to death!"
Chapter completed!