"What are you doing?"

At this critical moment, the story that seemed to have written the result early suddenly took a turn.

Everyone could hear the sudden disturbance outside clearly. An Ning didn't know if this would be the turn of the way he had just said. He only knew that because of this incident, Ling Jue, who was determined to die, could finally pause his behavior of looking at death.

Yu Heng rushed forward a few steps and grabbed the crying servant: "What are you doing?"

The servant was trembling all over. He was now Zhu Bajie looked in the mirror and was not a human inside or outside. In desperation, he didn't care about so much and only knew how to save his life: "I, I just act according to my life. The owner of the manor, the young man did not intentionally."

The servants were confused when they spoke, but this did not affect the officers and soldiers’ clues he should get from these fragmented words: “But you have two owners in one villa? It’s really interesting.”

When he said this, the county magistrate's face turned pale.

Fortunately, even if he found any clues, the officers and soldiers did not continue to investigate. He only cared about whether the person hiding inside was the Prince of Pingyang who was going to arrest the Prince of Hou who returned to Beijing: "We have disturbed the tranquility of Guizhuang, so let's accompany you here first."

"But..." The topic changed, "We must find someone today. I hope you don't make it difficult for us to do it."

This was obviously not for discussion. Before the words were completely finished, the officers and soldiers in charge grabbed the servant's back and put the sword on his neck: "If you don't come out yet, I will kill him."

This time, I completely gave up the meaningless disguise.

Ling Jue pursed his lips, and still strided towards the door despite An Ning's meaningless obstacle.

"You are not allowed to move!" Yu Heng suddenly shouted. The sound came too suddenly, so that no one could react to whom he was saying.

The limbs of the servants, who were held by the officers and soldiers, became more and more stiff: "Small, the small one didn't move."

Yu Heng didn't seem to have glanced at this side, then he kicked a flying leg and kicked the officers and soldiers directly on the arm holding the sword.

The officers and soldiers suffered a pain, and the sword in their hands fell downwards to the ground. The previous call was like a confrontation between the two armies before the war. One side did not move, and the other side was always afraid and would not easily give a signal of war.

Yu Heng's action completely caused the officers and soldiers encircled Baiyu Villa to be in chaos.

The riots continued, but Yu Heng had already fought with the officers and soldiers in the lead: "Why don't you leave quickly?"

This is for the servant to hear. He was restrained and threatened by others before, but now he has finally returned to his freedom. Why are he still here to do something wrong?

The servant responded dullly, but before he took a few steps, he looked at the two sides fighting each other, and felt really sorry: "Master, wait for the little one, the little one will come to help you now."

"You don't need your help!" Yu Heng used up all his good temper today, and he became even more irritable when he saw that man's kindness was used in the wrong place.

The servants barely learned some fist skills, which was a little stronger than ordinary people. However, under such a huge gap in strength, he was still bare-handed and was already at a disadvantage in not long before he could do so.

The officer and soldier in charge focused all their attention on Yu Heng, and for a moment, no one could decide the outcome.

Baiyu Villa has long become a messy battle. In order to win their own chances, the servants who have been completely involved in this chaotic battle.

The servant found a weapon that was quite convenient from somewhere, and directly hit the officers and soldiers in front of Yu Heng: "Master, please dodge it."

"What are you messing around?" Although he looked disgusted and angry, Yu Heng obediently dodged to the side when the matter was about to come.

With this flash, he could see clearly what the so-called weapon was as moving as the perspective.

It was a rusty iron rod that had been found from somewhere. When the servant waved the iron rod and approached the officers and soldiers, the whole air seemed to be filled with a smell of rust.

Can such a weapon help him win? This question was just beginning to sprout in his heart, and Yu Heng saw several officers and soldiers step forward together, surrounded by servants who were not ready in the future.

It seemed that there was less than a second difference between the front and back. This scene appeared in Yu Heng's eyes: the servant's iron rod was blocked by several sharp swords with cold light in the air. The powerful tremor made him retreat several steps in succession. Before the person could stand firm, the cold light stabbed his abdomen.

Yu Heng could no longer tell whether it was a pool of black and red liquid in the dark night, the smell of blood falling from the cold wind, or the harsh sound of weapons inserting into the flesh and blood. Whether it was vision, smell, hearing, or three, it was impossible for Yu Heng to distinguish clearly.

"Ah Qiu!" Yu Heng's voice was hoarse and rude as soon as he opened his mouth. He pushed away all the obstacles around him and rushed towards the body that could no longer be supported.

It was only a few steps away, but Yu Heng was hit by several scattered blows while running like this. When he rushed to A Qiu, his thighs had already started to flow out: "Didn't you let you go? Why are you here to do it?"

The servant was bleeding profusely and his words were intermittent: "Everyone is fighting, I have no reason to escape. But, well, the owner of the manor, thank you."

This Ah Qiu is alone, as the saying goes, one person eats enough and the whole family is not hungry. Yu Heng doesn't understand that he not only makes the life ruined by his life, but also has no place to help, so what can I thank for?

However, after Ah Qiu finished saying this, his fist, which was clenched tightly due to unbearable abdominal pain, completely loosened.

"You!" The night wind blew by, blowing the blurry gaze a little clearer, and Yu Heng saw his bleeding thighs.

Strangely, he didn't feel much pain: "The people from the court were openly committing crimes in the local area. If it was spread, was it someone who would be arrested at that time, or you?"

"He was the perpetrator." The officer and soldier pointed to Ah Qiu who could no longer move on the ground: "This is just a mistake under defense. Besides, no one can guarantee those swords without eyes."

The officers and soldiers didn't care about this life. Of course, even if the entire Baiyu Villa was destroyed in exchange for his smooth task, it would be a waste of time.

At his command, the officers and soldiers who came with him all headed towards the room where Ling Jue and others were.

"County Magistrate." Judging from his current strength and the loose state of Baiyu Villa, Yu Heng could only find another way.

In the midst of the crowd, Yu Heng glanced at the county magistrate hiding in a dark corner.
Chapter completed!