Slaughter guard?

Tu Wei is a disguise expert, but he cannot change his figure, which is one of the reasons why Chen Tong can identify him.

But if the Tuwei is here, then who is the one who disguised Yang Jinxuan in the pawnshop just now?

Another disguise expert has arrived here?

Chen Tong's memories of the three disguise masters in the Death Soldiers' camp in his previous life are very vague.

In fact, it’s not just Chen Tong, but everyone is like this.

Because the three of them always have different appearances when standing in front of others, the Tuwei Guards have a transcendent position in the Dead Soldier camp and hold the power of life and death of all Dead Soldiers. Therefore, he is most familiar to the Dead Soldiers. In addition, his figure characteristics, Chen Tong competed with the Tuwei Guards at the Old Dragon King Temple back then.

The other two, except that they knew that they were all women, Chen Tong was not aware of their affairs.

Once, when he was performing a mission, the dead soldier who was partnering with Shen Tong was named Ding Jiu, who was the one who talked the most in the Dead soldier camp. He said that one time he needed to disguise when performing a mission, and the one who disguised him was an old lady. The old lady came in with a cigarette rod and sprayed a cigarette on his face. He lost consciousness. When she woke up, he had turned into another face.

Not long after, Ding Jiu died and was beheaded by the Tushiwei. The Tushiwei was the person in charge of the punishment in the Death War camp. Anyone who was executed by him was violated by the camp rules. Chen Tong suspected that the matter Ding Jiu told her caused trouble, so she was glad that she had not been in trouble at that time.

Thinking of this, Chen Tong's back felt chill.

The sound of horse hooves ran from far to near, and a group of people galloped from another road.

That road is the direction of Sanlizhuang.

Chen Tong counted and found that there were about twenty or thirty people, the moonlight was like water and the sword light was like ice. The leader waved his hand to stop, and everyone tied the reins and stood on the ridge of the field.

Through the melon field, Chen Tong couldn't see the appearance of the person in charge, but she could guess that the person coming was either Yang Jinting himself or his subordinate.

Under the melon shed, the fat man cut the watermelon quickly with his hands and feet. The blind old man curled up and leaned against a corner of the melon shed. The fat man threw a piece of watermelon to him, but he didn't catch it. The watermelon fell to the ground. He groped and picked it up and took it.

The fat man raised the watermelon that had gnawed a corner of his hand and said to the person outside the melon field: Friends passing by, buy a watermelon and take it away.

At some point, the fat man lit the horse lantern hanging under the straw shed. The horse lantern was old and rusty.

In the light, the fat man had a round face, his mouth widened, and his chin and corners of his mouth were covered with red watermelon juice.

He was wearing a patched bull trousers, shirtless and a coarse cloth cage, revealing his tanned arms.

The leader's eyes moved from the fat man to another old man in a corner of the melon shed. He almost neglected just now, and it turned out that there was another person there.

It is a human, but it is like an old and tired dog, curled up, waiting for the kind-hearted person's alms.

He is a beggar.

There is a huqin next to the beggar, which is like this blind man, broken and dirty.

The leader looked at the beggar with disgust and did not want to go and see it again.

Suddenly, his brows moved. This beggar was blind!

He waved his hand violently and pointed the whip in his hand at the beggar: Take him down!

The knight behind him was like a tiger coming out of the cage and heading towards the melon field. The horse's hooves stepped on the watermelon, making puff sounds from time to time, and the melon juice splattered everywhere, like squirting blood.

The fat man seemed to be frightened. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted and shouted at the top of his lungs: My watermelon, my watermelon, don’t step on my watermelon!

No one paid attention to him, his voice drowned in the sound of trampling, the fat man trembled all over, his blood surged, and he fell straight on his back.

The blind man was already scared and collapsed on the ground. He could not see anything, but his ears were more sensitive than ordinary people. He could hear someone approaching him. He was afraid and helpless. He was like dead meat on a chopping board, waiting to be chopped up.

The sound of horse hooves suddenly disappeared, and more than twenty cavalrymen surrounded the melon shed, and the leader sneered: I never thought that the dignified General Yang actually hid here like a dog.

The person coming was Yang Jinting. In a fight on the official road, Yang Jinting brought more than 100 guards, only 60 remained. Until all seven of the other party were killed, Yang Jinting discovered that Yang Jinxuan was not inside at all, and he was deceived!

Sixty people were divided into three groups. Along the way, Yang Jinxuan might have escaped and pursued them. They had been delayed by these seven people for too long, and Yang Jinxuan might have escaped.

But he couldn't let him escape, Yang Jinxuan ran away, and the entire Duke of Guardian Mansion had to take the blame for him, especially the eldest brother Yang Jincheng!

Yang Jinting gritted his teeth. If he was asked to grab Yang Jinxuan, he would have to cut off the arrogant head with his own hands and hang it high above the city gate, just like the head that was said to have been hung at the city gate for three months before he was born. It was Xiao Changhou's head.

In order to protect the Duke Ding Mansion, Xiao Changdun hung his younger brother's head on the city gate; fourteen years later, in order to protect the Duke Ding Mansion, he, Yang Jinting, hung his cousin's head on the city gate?

Of course, the current Duke of Guardian is much more stable than the Duke of Ding in the past, but even if it is solid, it will never allow snakes, insects, rats and ants to trample on it. Moreover, with the eldest brother, Yang Jinting, he, cannot tolerate anything that will harm the eldest brother.

Yang Jinting thought he was going to chase after a hundred or two hundred miles, but unexpectedly, he found Yang Jinxuan in the melon field not far from the official road.

This beast!

The blind man crawled on the ground like a pool of mud, his whole body trembled like a sieve.

Yang Jinting pulled out his sword and was about to dismount when a subordinate said: Fourth Master, wait, let your subordinates tie him up first, it will not be too late for you to do it.

Yang Jinxuan in front of him was already a turtle in a jar, but after listening to his subordinates' advice, he sat upright and watched the two guards dismount, lifting the rotten blind man up, one on the left and the other on the right.

The blind man's face was covered with wrinkles, like dried peach kernels, with tears flowing in his eyes, and blood in his tears. The blind man's eyes were new injuries, just like Yang Jinxuan.

Without saying a word, the guard saw a bundle of hemp rope thrown on the ground, picked it up, cut it with a knife, tied the blind man's arms and legs, and dragged it to Yang Jinting.

Yang Jinting looked down at the blind man in front of him, his face that had always been smiling was full of sarcasm.

Second brother, hello, I didn’t expect that we would meet again so soon. Yang Jinting said.

The blind man opened his mouth and gasped, revealing his black and yellow teeth.

Yang Jinting sneered: Yanbei is really a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger. He actually has such a skilled disguise master. I really need to see if I have the chance. See who is a master, who can even disguise his teeth, hahaha!

Before he finished speaking, the blind man tied up like a rice dumpling suddenly moved.
Chapter completed!