Zhu Qizhuo didn't know that he was in danger, but Zhao Zhengdao was so anxious that he was sweating all over.

He just hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth and said, "Guodong, even if you fight for both sides, you must take it down as soon as possible."

I'm going, don't you have to do this?

The little girl is not very powerful either. She went together and took it off casually. Why bother to lose money?

You guys don’t have martial ethics. Just forget about two big men besieging a little girl, but they still play the trick of losing both sides!

Zhu Qizhu was thinking about it all, and Zhao Guodong had already rushed up.

The two brothers' kung fu is actually only a little worse than that little girl. They work together and naturally stand firmly.

In addition, Zhao Guodong was already preparing to stop practicing martial ethics, so soon he seized an opportunity and rushed to the girl. At the cost of getting a palm, he successfully swept the sharp sword in the girl's hand to the right, and used his body to block all the ways the girl attacked to the left.

Zhao Guoliang also understood it. He seized the opportunity and rushed to the left of the girl, steadily putting the knife on the girl's neck.

The attack worked, and the little girl didn't dare to move!

Zhao Zhengdao was about to kill her and tie her up, so he ran away quickly.

"Xiu'er!"

A figure suddenly emerged from the grass on the other side, rushing towards the brothers Zhao Guoliang and Zhao Guodong like a phantom.

Damn, it's so fast!

Zhao Zhengdao pulled the black cloth on the knife handle and was about to draw the knife.

With a clang, Li Wanxiong had already pulled out his sword and rushed forward like lightning.

With a loud "年", a wave of air bursts around the center of the two. Then, dust and smoke rolled, sand and stones flew, and a thunderous crossing of weapons.

Zhu Qizhuo discovered that in this era, the showdown between real masters has exceeded his cognition.

He couldn't even see the other person's figure clearly, and he could only see two vague phantoms colliding constantly.

No wonder the powerful generals at this time were able to break into the army and rush around.

No wonder Qin Liangyu, Ma Xianglin, Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao and other masters can come and go freely in the face of the siege of tens of thousands of enemy troops.

Ordinary people, in front of such masters, are simply melons and vegetables!

In the flash of electric fire, the two have decided to win.

The dust settled, and Li Wanxiong's knife was already on the neck of the old man who was playing the erhu.

Seeing this, the beautiful little girl couldn't help but cry out, "Dad, why did you come out!"

The old man glanced at his daughter and couldn't help but sigh, "Xiu'er, this life is my father who is sorry for you. If we can still be father and daughter in the next life, my father will definitely repay you twice as much."

After saying that, he closed his eyes in despair, not even looking at Li Wanxiong.

Well.

What's going on?

Why do you say such tragic words?

Zhu Qizhu couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

The old man opened his eyes, looked at him, and then said in dismay: "You are not as skilled as others, be convinced, you guys, do it!"

What move to do?

If I kill you, wouldn’t I be in trouble!

Zhu Qizhuo said puzzledly: "I didn't say I wanted to kill you!"

The old man smiled and said, "If you don't kill us, we won't be able to survive. Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start!"

I'm so dizzy, isn't that serious?

What kind of yamen? It’s so cruel. If you can’t complete the task, you will die!

Zhu Qizhu couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

The old man seemed to remember something. He suddenly shook his sleeves and a round domino appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth and let the blood that had accumulated in his chest squirt out.

With a "puff", the dominoes in his hand suddenly turned red and dazzling.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhengdao couldn't help but exclaim: "Bixue Danxin, you are secret spies of the Jinyiwei!"

Jin, Jin, Jinyiwei's secret spy!

Zhu Qizhu subconsciously exclaimed: "What kind of green blood and loyal heart? What kind of spy in the Jinyiwei?"

Zhao Zhengdao stared at the old man in a daze, and said with respect: "The blood stains the heart of the loyal soul, and the loyal soul returns to the sun and the moon. The blood stains the heart of the Jinyiwei is the last glory of a secret spy in the Jinyiwei. When they know that they will die, they will take out their identity dominoes, dye them red with their blood, and then hold them tightly in their hands and never stop with the enemy! They use this to tell the court that they have fulfilled their loyal duties and that they have sacrificed their lives for their country."

The old man couldn't help but laugh at himself when he heard this: "I didn't expect that it has been so long. Some people remember our secret spies of the Jinyiwei, and some people recognize the Bixue Danxin. Are you a remnant of Bozhou or a resignation? Look at your appearance, you probably aren't Japanese pirates, right? Oh, don't worry, I won't fight you hard, I'm afraid that if I go down there, I don't have this thing in my hand, the old guys don't recognize me."

What's this?

Zhu Qizhu was a little confused, he couldn't understand!

Zhao Zhengdao asked slowly, "Who are you?"

What is this?

Don’t you just say that they are secret agents of the Jinyiwei?

Everyone admitted it.

You also ask who they are!

Zhu Qizhuo only felt that his mind was full of confusion and was completely confused.

Unexpectedly, the old man actually introduced himself solemnly: "The little old man was originally a lowly Wu Dan in the Liyuan of Qingjiang, Caogang. In the 18th year of Wanli, the little old man was lucky to be selected by Luo Sigong, the commander of the secret guard of the Jinyiwei, and became a secret guard of the Jinyiwei and was appointed as a good man. Then, the little old man followed Luo all the way to the northwest, North Korea, Bozhou, what, what......"

Speaking of this, the old man was sobbing that he couldn't continue talking.

Zhu Qituo finally understood a little. It turned out that this old man was born in Liyuan opera singers.

The people in the Pear Garden have generally miserable life experiences because most of them are criminals, and they are inferior and have no choice but to bully them.

But, what is this beloved man?

He couldn't help asking, "Brother Zhao, what does this beautiful man mean?"

Zhao Zhengdao blurted out: "Your Madam Wang, you don't know that the Han generals, lieutenants, strong men, and tiqi are just the power of the Jinyiwei. The Jinyiwei also has commanders and assistants who are specialized in secret guards. They will wave to some martial arts masters, people from the martial arts world, criminal prisoners, and even death row prisoners, act as secret guards, serve for the court, and grant the secret guards the good, ordinary, prisoner, and dead."

So that's the case.

Zhu Qizhuo couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard this.

However, Zhao Zhengdao continued to say to the old man: "Since you are a good man, even if you fail the mission, you will only be punished at most. Why are you so desperate to die?"

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly said wildly: "Anyway, you are thieves, I am not afraid to tell you, any good man, I am no longer a good man, but a prisoner. Since Lord Luo was promoted to commander, the emperor appointed traitors and took charge of secret guards in order to balance the internal power of the Jinyiwei. We, the old people who have made contributions, have been made difficult and humiliated, and do not act like a person. What kind of world is this!"

As he said that, he actually took off his outer robe, pulled his trousers, pointed at the scars on his body, and said completely crazy: "There are the rebellions of the northwest, the two wars of the Ming Dynasty and Japan, and the Yang Yinglong Rebellion of the Bozhou. Our secret guards were born and died for the Ming Dynasty, and they were desperate. So what was the result? Because the little girl was unwilling to be the toys of the traitors, they actually tried every means to humiliate our father and daughter. What kind of world is this? You have to fight back, fight hard, kill all the beasts!"

Damn, the scars on this old man's body are so terrifying.

It's dense and everywhere.

Knife, gunshot wound, arrow wound, everything.

This is simply sieve.

I really don't know how he survived!
Chapter completed!