Time moves a little later.??

The night wind blew over the top of the Ebony Town. In the scattered lights, the rain curtains hang down from the sky. The vast crowds of people gathered from the town on the accumulated water. The torches that oozed oil kept burning in the rain, reflecting different faces.

"Master Zhao stays there. Someone still needs to be in charge in the Ebony Town, so as not to be attacked by the demon witch, so I can go back in Shaolin."

Walking out of the town, the old monk stood in Yubing and said.

"If the thousand-year-old ancient temple is burned by the demon sect, it will be really painful. Since I can't leave here, I won't go, but other brothers in the world are OK. First, people can take care of me. After all, the demon woman has great martial arts skills. She is not afraid of ten thousand, but she is afraid of one. Second, this place is originally my territory, leaving too many people, which has deteriorated my name as a life-seeking pen, right?"

At the intersection outside the town, he spoke softly, and it was Zhao Wenbing, who said these words so generously and righteously, but he naturally had plans in his heart.

Which of the other hundreds of people who came out together didn’t understand that Shaolin’s treasure is not only rare, but also can recover from disability. Since they have met them, who can guarantee that they will not be moved?

"Amitabha, donor Zhao is indeed smart." The old monk Zhixin clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. All the heroes in the world are willing to go to Shaolin to save the danger. So come."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, and suddenly grabbed it with one hand behind him: "Master, please wait." The person who spoke was Zhao Wenbing again. He grabbed Monk Zhixin's monk's robe, lowered his head, and came out: "If Shaolin found the body of Bodhidharma, can I let me pay some respects?"

"If you find it, everything will be decided by the senior brother of the host. I have no right to ask about it." Zhixin frowned and responded politely, then took a step forward and left. In his eyes, he accidentally saw a familiar face, as if his eyes were outside the matter trembled for a moment.

"These bald donkeys are all burning and are still very self-reliant. They deserve to be stolen from the body of their ancestors." Zhao Wenbing returned to the town with dozens of recruited green forest heroes, near his own compound. In anger, his figure with a sudden change in temperament spat on the ground unwillingly.

It's like a scoundrel.

When he returned to the mansion, the servants should have cleaned the dirty yard in an orderly manner, but shortly after he came in, a burly subordinate beside him reminded: "It seems that something is wrong, why is there no one?"

At this time, they had reached the middle of the courtyard, and footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the gate behind them. When they turned around, several figures closed the gate without saying a word for themselves. Some of the people in the martial arts world who wanted to move were in silence.

"There is someone in the living room" a subordinate pointed to the front.

Zhao Wenbing frowned, took out an iron pen from his sleeve, and calmed down his voice: "Go over and take a look."

Walking through the center of the courtyard, standing under the eaves, the figure of a gorgeous black gold-edged python robe sat there in the middle of the hall, with silver thread under the crown, and a little bright in the candlelight.

There were rows of figures standing with swords and uniform clothing around him, unlike those of the nearby government offices and constables, who were shocked, and he was somewhat reminded of who was the person in front of him.

Immediately, he clasped his fists and stepped forward, "I have not asked what I call this person yet."

In the seat, Bai Ning lowered his eyes and slowly drank tea. "I have never been happy, and outsiders stand and talk." The tea cover was gently covered, and the cold gaze in his eyes looked over.

"Bai Ning, the Admiral of the East Factory?" Zhao Wenbing's voice calmly at the entrance of the hall, and his fingers flicked gently.

A smile appeared on his cold face. The moment Bai Ning put down the teacup, dozens of people there rushed forward with their weapons.

"You guys get out of here"

The crowd of people who were about to carry the crossbow were squeezed away by the big man behind him. With a wave of the golden gourd hammer, the person rushing over there was no time to stop his foot. His forehead suddenly burst open.

While the body was tilting back, Zheng Biao's figure jumped up on the other side, and waved the tiger's head and smashed it. Among the crowds of Zhao Wenbing, there were also people who used hammers to raise their weapons and blew the other party in the air, sparking out.

The crowd of people who were fighting for life rushed over, blood bloomed, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. Several figures rushed out in the gap and killed the person who was drinking tea in the front.

"East Factory Cast Dog"

"Leave your life!!!" Someone shouted and kicked the wooden chair blocking the road and headed towards the other party. The iron wolf hair in his hand was lifted up and he stabbed it.

Bai Jian wiped his mouth, Bai Ningyun took a light look, raised his foot and pressed it. The wolf hair that was almost about to pierce was immediately pressed to the ground, with the hand holding the pen handle and the Zhao Wenbing connected.

At the same time, the other three people quickly approached, stabbed with two swords and one sword. With Bai Ning pressing one foot, three weapons were handed to him. He raised his right hand and the sword came over, and his five fingers suddenly closed.

One finger of the spirit is used together with five fingers.

Three sounds of metal breaking sounds, and the broken iron sheets flew into the air. The three of them on the other side were stopped and took a step back. At the same time, they loosened their hands with the broken blade and brushed their wide cuffs.

The three of them were almost knocked away at the same time and smashed on the seats arranged on both sides below. The wooden chairs and tables exploded in the moment of contact, and chips flew around. The lampposts that were lit with fire were knocked down by Liuli. The flames stretched out the chaotic crowd in the hall.

"We have not yet told you anything, you just started to do it. It's really a plea to death." Bai Ning put Bai Jian back on his cuff, leaned over and stared at the people on the ground.

The night wind whistled, the fire swayed, and the hall was filled with blood.

After a while, Zhao Wenbing lay on the ground and spoke.

"What the Admiral said was that the young man had no eyes and could not recognize Mount Tai. Just now, I thought someone was pretending to be someone from the court to deceive me."

In the words, the tone was still stiff, but it was obviously giving in.

"I'm sorry for doing something wrong!" Bai Ning smiled.

On the ground, the middle-aged man blushed and had to say, "I'm sorry." He took away the foot that was stepping on his hands. He immediately got up from the ground and looked at the eunuchs on the opposite side with vigilant eyes, but he didn't dare to take action here.

"Look, it's easy to say sorry."

Bai Ning spread his hands, continued to stand up with a smile, walked to Zhao Wenbing, hugged the other party's shoulder, and patted him: "I have something to do with you, I must be clear."

The figure on his shoulder nodded subconsciously and immediately asked his subordinates to go to the southwest mountain to inform them that everyone would take down.

"Sir Admiral, you think this is OK."

The shoulders that were hugged were loosened, and the person who was just smiling slowly calmed down. When he stared at him, the other party turned his head, "No, really good."

He patted Zhao Wenbing's face gently.

"you"

On the opposite side, Bai Ning's eyes became colder. He slapped the other person's face with a sudden palm. His whole body flew out and rolled on the ground for a few rounds. The fire was shaking, and in the dim shadow, Bai Ning walked out.

"Prepare a sedan chair and go to Shaoshi Mountain!"

In the hall, the shadow of the chaotic fighting fell half of his face, and the bodies of his companions continued to fall down around him.
Chapter completed!