Rushing to the window and looking out, a group of people were flashlighting and rushing into the yard aggressively. The person leading the way at the front was none other than Steward Zhou!

There was no need to discuss it, everyone immediately chose to go downstairs, the space here is narrow, once something happens, they can't use it at all, but before going downstairs, several people from Jiangcheng went to the bedroom first and dragged Song Keli out.

The two groups ran into each other on the first floor of the stairs. Steward Zhou's eyes radiated fierce light when he saw the people in Jiangcheng, but after seeing Song Keli, he was obviously a little bit cautious, and smiled against his will: "Masters, don't panic, we Madam Su entrusted me to check on Master Su's situation, and Madam Su also said that if Master Su is well, let us thank all the masters!"

"It's the first time I've seen someone thanking someone so much." Yao Shunyu replied, "It's fine if you don't bring gold, silver and jewelry. Would you like to thank us with a knife?"

Behind Steward Zhou stood more than a dozen people dressed as family servants, but they all held Japanese swords in their hands, staring at them with gloomy faces, holding their hands on the handle of the sword, full of murderous aura.

There are two Jiangcheng fat people behind them who looked familiar, "Hey, aren't you the drivers who pull the cart?" Now that the face has been torn apart, the fat man is not used to them anymore, "I remember you two, the cart is good, just crawl The bridge is slow."

"Baga!" The square-faced oriental man who had been chasing after Jiang Cheng for the fare couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled out the knife with a sound of "Zeng", with a cold light reflecting on the blade.

Seeing that he had been found out, Steward Zhou simply stopped pretending, and threatened Jiang Cheng and the others with a sneer, "Everyone is Chinese, and I don't want to see you die in vain, so please be smart and sensible. Hand over Master Su to me, or... Master Dongyang will not let you go, and cut off your heads!"

Thinking of the miserable situation of Mr. Kegong and the others, the fat man cursed angrily: "Damn! You bastard, you still know you are Chinese. If your ancestors knew your face, they would crawl out of their graves angrily. Looking for you, you have to show some face!"

"No, how can something like you have ancestors? You must be an orphan! Or the one that has been passed down through eight generations!" For such a person, the fat man will never show mercy, and he will deal with this scum first. .

I don't know why, but when he heard the fat man swearing at others, Jiang Cheng always had the illusion that he was connoting himself.

If it were ordinary people, they would be sure to deal with these people in front of them, but these Orientals are full of murderous intent, and they have weapons in hand, obviously they are not easy to deal with.

"Stay as long as possible."

After the eyes of several people intertwined, they understood each other's intentions.

"Steward Zhou." Li Bai stood up and shouted at Steward Zhou: "You don't have to scare us, we know the identity of this person, he is not some old master Su, but Song Keli, the traitor Song Keli, and now many people outside are looking for him , the city is full of trouble."

Hearing this, Butler Zhou's face darkened, "What exactly do you want?"

"It's not that good. We're not interested in you, or this Song Keli. We just want to leave safely, and then..." Li Bai paused, "Get the reward you promised before."

"No problem, you hand them over, and I'll take you to get the money." Steward Zhou agreed very simply.

Jiang Cheng shook his head bluntly, "Butler Zhou, we are not three-year-olds, so we can do whatever you say. Once we hand over the person and you go back on your word, what should we do?"

"I, Mr. Zhou, is a man of integrity. He keeps his word and is well-known. If you don't believe me...you can ask these princes." Butler Zhou turned his head to look at these Orientals.

The fat man wanted to break his head, but he didn't understand how Steward Zhou was so righteous.

Ding Zhenzong peeked at the phone, and the next second, the bright light of the phone seemed to have stimulated these Orientals, who rushed forward with a roar and a knife.

A knife was slashed across Luo Tianhe's clothes, Dongyang couldn't hold back, Luo Tianhe clasped his shoulder with his backhand, and pressed down, "Kacha" sounded, Dongyang screamed in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground .

Yao Shunyu took the opportunity to pick up the knife, raised the knife and dropped it, blood spattered out, and a severed arm rolled to the ground.

Butler Zhou stood there and yelled loudly. The fat man had disliked him for a long time. After avoiding the attacking blade with dexterous movements, the fat man finally caught Butler Zhou. Butler Zhou still wanted to struggle at first, but he was thin It was like a little chicken in the hands of the fat man, and the latter bumped him against the wall, "I will make you do no good! I will make you betray your ancestors! I will let you be a prince!"

Butler Zhou was dazed from being hit, and the cry quickly attracted an oriental man, but under the pressure of the fat man's absolute strength, he was quickly manipulated. The fat man had one hand in each hand, and this time it was replaced by two people hitting the wall. Our country is wild, and I will let you be wild! Go to hell!"

In all fairness, the sword skills of the dozen or so Dongyang people exceeded the expectations of Jiang Cheng and others, especially people like Li Bai and Lin Qianqian, who could only barely support it.

What's more dangerous is that there are still more oriental people coming to support outside.

It is now 11:55, there is still a while before the agreed time, and at this point they are already unable to hold on, Yao Shunyu's arm was cut, Ding Zhenzong was also killed, the group can only keep backing away, delaying time , if it weren't for Song Keli as a hostage, the situation would be even more critical.

Now even if they wanted to rush out, it was too late. The Dongyang people sealed the door, and they must have arranged someone to guard it.

Just when everyone was struggling to hold on, suddenly, a signal bomb went up outside the window, tearing a beautiful wound in the dark night sky, and then, as if the fuse had been ignited, all the surroundings of the Su residence became lively in an instant .

Countless footsteps sounded, and they were quickly gathering towards the Su residence.

"Severely punish traitors!"

"Revenge for Mr. Kegong!"

…

The crowd shouted, and an unprecedented force erupted. This force was unstoppable. In an instant, the gate of Su's residence was smashed open, and then swarmed in.

The Dongyang people guarding behind the gate were directly swallowed by the crowd, and those who rushed to the front of the line were all powerful men of Kong Wu, wielding sticks in their hands, attacking back and forth, and the remaining Dongyang people were knocked down one after another, and finally they were brought under control.

A man walked out from the angry crowd, he was the treasurer of Baomozhai.

The shopkeeper cupped his hands at the people in Jiangcheng, and said excitedly, "Thank you for your help, Song Keli, a scum, we will definitely let him be punished. These Orientals are the murderers who killed Mr. Kegong!"

"The people from the patrol room are already on their way~lightnovelpub.net~ For your safety, please leave and hide first." The man's tone was very sincere.

Luo Tianhe slightly cupped his hands, "Farewell."

The man immediately replied, "Everyone, take care, we will meet later."

The chant from the patrol room could already be heard in the distance, but the crowd gathered more and more, almost enclosing the entire Su residence, and several people from Jiangcheng walked out against the crowd.

These people held torches, and the beating flames were reflected on the young or vicissitudes of their faces. What Jiangcheng saw on their faces was perseverance, an epiphany after going through vicissitudes, and hope after a long period of confusion. …

"God bless China!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

In the next second, the howling sound spread like a tide, piercing the night and sweeping across the entire city.