The regulations in Wangjiatun are far inferior to those in Zhengjiaji. The earthen enclosures and trenches are very perfunctory. The roads are bumpy, and the neat courtyards and dilapidated sheds are mixed together, and garbage can be seen everywhere.

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun were walking on the road, but no one paid attention to it, because there were many men with knives on the street, so it was not unusual for them to dress up like martial artists. Whether outsiders or locals, they kept a distance, and there was no scene of provoking and extortion.

If you want to survive in such a chaotic place, it is necessary to have good eyesight. Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun acted in a low-key manner, but experienced people can see that it is easy to mess with or not. At first glance, their behavior has been seen as having killed people by blood, so it is better to offend them less.

"...Don't be ignorant of life or death. You said you were two and a half-old boys, but when you saw their short swords, they could be pulled out at will. If you pass by, be careful of being chopped off..." There were a few squatting men on the side of the road, watching them whispering, of course they couldn't hear it.

"First find a private home to stay and then come out to inquire." Zhu Da said briefly, and after that, he couldn't help but yawn. Zhou Qingyun's face was full of fatigue, and he didn't say that he was tired all night. When the sun rose, his body was warm, which made people want to rest and take a nap.

It is easy to find a home to stay in the house. During the day, the gate of the courtyard is wide open, and there is more than one horse-tethered stake in the front door. There are often a man in front of the door to welcome guests. There are many places like this where the road gathers and relays, and there are many women who are here to welcome guests. However, this is a half-closed door and a secret prostitute nest.

After hearing the word "Sleeping", Zhou Qingyun rubbed his face and yawned. They did not choose the two places in front of them and walked inside. They could not choose the ones that were too close to Weizikou. It was easy to be exposed when people came and went, nor could they choose the ones that were too remote. There were probably black shops in that kind of place.

However, there are not many choices that can be made. The only one in Wangjiatun is the decent road connecting the north and south entrances of Tuweizi, and shops and the like are on this road.

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun walked forward not long after leading their horses, but they saw the streets getting messy. The two stopped immediately, and then they realized something was wrong. The streets were chaotic because a group of people came over, and the people were hiding from each other. However, the people in the wild rivers and lakes just dodged to the side of the road.

Someone ran past Zhu Da, but was grabbed by him and asked, "What are you running?"

The man was caught, looking like a farmer in his thirties. After struggling for a while, he couldn't break free. He replied with a panic look on his face and said, "Mr. Zhang patrols the streets, are you not going to be able to suffer?"

"Mr. Zhang? Is it the inspector Zhang?"

"Who else can you let go, please!"

Zhu Da let go, the farmer ran into the path quickly and looked forward, but a hawker carrying a load could not dodge and was kicked over by the man in front of the team. The goods in the load were scattered everywhere. The vendor didn't care about running, squatting on the ground to pick it up, but was kicked down again. The team laughed, and even Zhu Da could hear the laughter, as if this scene was so interesting.

"There is no place to go." Zhu Da sneered, and Zhou Qingyun also had a disdainful look on his face. If local tyrants enjoy oppressing their fellow villagers or establish their authority, they would be inferior.

Both of them have mounts, and the streets and alleys of Wangjiatun are not very spacious, so they simply stand by the street and wait for people to come over. Anyway, inspector Zhang's group of people only dare to oppress locals, and they will not pay attention to common swordsmen like them. Even if they are seen, there will be no consequences...

While speaking, the team of people in front had already walked in front of them. There were eleven of them. Even if they didn't hold the farmer to ask, they could now know who Zhang Yang Zhang was because everyone was surrounded by a short and strong man in a ninth-grade green robe and a man in an official uniform, swaying in the awe, indifferent or contemptuous gaze of everyone.

There is nothing to say about the ninth-grade green robe and sea horse and patches. Ninth-grade is said to be the lowest-grade official, but that is relative to the grade. After all, he is an official, a different official from the official service, and a member of the roster of the Ming Dynasty ruling class. You should know that in Huairen County, there are only three people above the ninth-grade rank, and there is only one person at the ninth-grade rank.

But what makes Zhu Da, Zhou Qingyun and others disdain is that no one knows that you are a patrol officer in this small village and you are an official, and you have to wear an official robe in broad daylight to show off. This is really despicable.

Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun were both observing carefully, which saved the trouble of keeping abreast of people. They had never revealed traces in Wangjiatun before, and the activities in the county town could not be transmitted here. No matter how you look at it, it can be explained as the curiosity of outsiders.

The ones who surrounded this ninth-rank official were not the officers and the village soldiers. They looked like they were dressed as martial artists in the martial arts world, and followed without any concealment.

"Thirty percent of this style is to show off, and seventy percent are to show it to us outsiders." Zhu Da whispered.

The other party is not all about showing off his power to the people, and also has the intention of demonstrating with the gathering of grass-roots figures in the martial arts world. Because there is no order in Wangjiatun, it can only remind everyone of the consequences of doing things randomly. But judging from the appearance of this group of people, I am afraid that they will do things randomly.

"The ten people are at least four teams, and their origins are probably different. Five of them are probably bandit soldiers..." Zhu Da continued to lower his voice.

Although it was around the inspection, the ten people were very different from the observation of the discerning person, and among the people in the martial arts world, the bandits were the easiest to recognize. The bandits were born in the army and were also the border troops of Datong border town. No matter how lazy they were, they were still practicing. Their words and deeds were more rules than others, such as walking neatly, and the care and cover were the method in the army. There were five people obviously different, with a little solemnity.

The other five people were divided into three groups. It was not that Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun had good eyesight, but that these three groups were too different from each other. Some of them looked at the inspector’s confidant, with their legs all over their bodies, and they smiled flatteringly while showing off their power. There were also two people following behind indifferently, and even exchanged glances with each other, as if mocking and contempt. The four of them were all strong, with knives on their waists casually.

What really attracts attention is a middle-aged man standing on Zhang Yang's right hand. This man looks natural but keeps looking around. In the eyes of those who know how to do things, this man is not looking around leisurely, but observing around and keeping alert. Among these eleven people, this one still has the meaning of guarding.

When the middle-aged man glanced around, Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun would bow their heads or turn their heads. If they were met by such knowledgeable people, they would easily cause follow-up trouble.

But the man glanced over and stopped seeing Zhu Da. Zhu Da did not turn his head immediately. The two looked at each other. Zhu Da saw the scar on the middle-aged man's other half of his face, and almost half of his face was split open. Until now, the scar still had scars that turned outward, which looked quite terrifying. When he turned around, the streets that were originally noisy were much quieter, and many outside merchants took a breath. From this scar, you can imagine that if the knife was cut straight, it would definitely not be able to survive. This person's life was really hard.

The time for the eyes to meet was very short, and it did not even affect the progress of the inspector Zhang's team. However, Zhu Da could realize that the middle-aged man's expression was instantly stiff and confused. The man's body trembled involuntarily. After walking forward a few steps, he couldn't stop looking back at this side.

"There's something to do." Zhu Da turned around and took off Park Knife from the side of the saddle, patted several more places on his body, confirming that the preparations were all there.

Zhou Qingyun frowned, and Zhu Da tied the reins of his mount together and the saddle rope of Zhou Qingyun's horse, and said in a muffled voice: "In two years, we went to the Baihu Office, the northernmost Baihu Office of the Left Guard to kill people, and dealt with his three subordinates outside. When he touched it in, he fired a flash of thunder. But coincidentally, this person woke up. I slashed it down with a knife, and the Baihu Office also started to make trouble..."

"I remember that time, he recognized you?"

"It should be because he couldn't make sure. He only saw my eyes and the outline on his face was roughly, but we can't bet that they couldn't recognize it."

"what to do?"

Zhu Da had already pulled down the felt hat with a mask and replied in a muffled voice: "If you have the intention to make up, you can ride a horse and come back, I will rush over!"

Although Zhou Qingyun seems to be more mature and steady than Zhu Da, he obeys Zhu Da's arrangements at this moment without any doubts or hesitation.

The two nodded to each other, Zhou Qingyun also covered his face, turned his horse on his back, turned his mount and ran forward along the roadside. At this time, the road was crowded and someone came over, causing complaints, but no one would stop in front of the mount. Being hit was not a joke.

Zhu Da held the Park Knife with one hand, but put it behind his back, just lowered his head and walked forward. The two people who were knocked away turned around and shouted, but after seeing Zhu Da's appearance, he hurriedly moved away.

The team ahead had only taken a few steps. Zhu Da followed along the edge of the crowd on the roadside and walked forward three steps. The scarred middle-aged man in the team looked back again.

He could only rush, Zhu Da whispered and trotted forward. Although it was less than ten steps away, it would still consume too much when he sprinted. Moreover, it was a night of hard work. Now his body was in a weak state and might not burst out.

The middle-aged man who turned around was so scared that he was at a loss for a moment that he couldn't even care about shouting for warning, but he didn't react. The merchants and travelers on both sides of the road exclaimed, and the eleven people in front stopped and turned around!

There were three steps left before Zhu Da's body was fully moved, so what could he do at this time? Zhu Daping rushed forward with Park Knife.

A bandit soldier subconsciously stepped forward to stop him and wanted to draw his sword with his backhand, but Zhu Da's Park Knife stabbed forward. No one would take out the shabby spear and Park Knife, which were just a sword. The Park Knife in Zhu Da's hand was a long weapon. The Park Knife had already stabbed between the bandit's arm and chest. It was not until this time that the bandits realized dodging...

Zhu Da twisted his wrist, turned the blade upward, and flipped forward. The wrist of the thief was cut off directly, and the chest and abdomen to his throat were cut open by the blade, and blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!