Several Blood Eagle warriors have been forced to the corner of the courtyard by Zhao Rang, with a solid courtyard wall behind them.

The blade was approaching inch by inch, and Yuan Mingkong also inserted it from the side. He was already familiar with the opponent's way of drawing the sword. At this moment, his right fist was clenched tightly and pressed against his abdomen, while the other hand was hidden behind his back, waiting for these few blood

The Eagle Warrior couldn't withstand the power of Zhao Rang's sword and scattered in all directions. He then used his fists to fight against it.

It is not easy to come up with such a complete strategy when facing a battle.

The two of them are in perfect harmony, and with just one action, they only know each other's thoughts.

Zhao Rang thrust his body forward again, and the strength of the sword became stronger again. Seeing that the people on the opposite side were about to be unable to reach him, a touch of white energy appeared on Yuan Mingkong's fists.

"Eagle Cry!"

A loud eagle cry echoed through the night sky.

Compared with the crispness before, it is a bit more miserable now.

After hearing the cry of the eagle, these blood eagle warriors turned around without hesitation and used their strength to break open the courtyard wall and escape into the pitch-black night.

"Stop chasing!"

Yuan Mingkong saw that Zhao Rang's sword power was not diminishing, and he was afraid that he would become more aggressive and pursue him.

Of course, Zhao Rang also knew the principle of not chasing after a poor enemy, not to mention that he was not familiar with this city. If he went out hastily, he would mess up the plot and lose more than he gained.

I just want to let these bastards get away completely, and I feel unwilling to do so.

In the dilapidated courtyard, the two Elaeagnus angustifolia trees had been completely burned, leaving only a bare trunk, which was scorched black.

Zhao Rang's blouse has also become tattered, especially the hem, which can almost be described as tattered.

Simply take it off and throw it out through the hole in the courtyard wall, out of sight and out of mind.

Before the two of them could catch their breath, Jin Sanliang and the remaining bodyguards hurried to the backyard.

When Yuan Mingkong heard the noise, he immediately hugged Zhao Rang and said:

"Go first!"

He did not want to show his body in front of Jin Sanliang and others.

The reason why I took Zhao Rang into action just now was purely for the sake of justice.

Regardless of whether they are sold or robbed, it will not be a good thing if these arrows fall into the hands of people from the Western Regions.

Now that the crisis has passed, the relationship between Yuan Mingkong and the Admiralty Escort Bureau cannot be eased because of this, as they still have unfinished accounts with each other!

"Where should I find you?"

Zhao Rang asked towards Yuan Mingkong's back.

Yuan Ming said without looking back:

"Where you drink!"

Before he could think about it carefully, Jin Sanliang and others rushed into the backyard with a huffing and puffing.

"Brother, I won't say thank you for your kindness! I will never hesitate to ask you what I, Jin Sanliang, do in the future!"

Jin Sanliang was indeed a man of good temper. In front of all his escorts, he knelt down with a plop, bowed his head and bowed.

Seeing the vice-president's behavior, the others also knelt down and thanked Zhao Rang endlessly.

Zhao Rang turned sideways and did not accept the courtesy at all.

Jin Sanliang was a little embarrassed when he saw this, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:

"I'm really sorry for bringing my brother into this for no reason. Please wait a moment, brother. On behalf of the Admiralty Escort Agency, I definitely have my heartfelt contribution!"

He thought that Zhao Rang did not accept this courtesy because his previous words were too false.

As long as there is life in the future, I will never say anything about it.

Regardless of whether he was sincere or not when he said this, even if he really encountered a cover-up, how should Zhao Rang send him a message? Could it be that Jin Sanliang, the vice-president of the bodyguard, had misbehaved and followed him day and night?

, just to repay this favor?

Compared to this empty cliché, charlatans certainly prefer visible and tangible benefits.

Such as money.

Any words of thanks are not as direct as sealing the money directly.

Jin Sanliang waved to an escort, indicating him to do this.

The young bodyguard who was following him earlier had died under the random arrows just now.

Zhao Rang swung the knife in his hand to block the escort's way, then turned to Jin Sanliang and said:

"You may have misunderstood. I'm not helping you."

At this point, any more words would have been lost, so Yuan Mingkong did not let Zhao Rang continue.

"I've finished my work. We'll see you later!"

He wanted to say "take care of yourself", but he thought it was too okay and he really didn't have to worry about them.

After saying that, Zhao Rang bowed his hands to Jin Sanliang and the escorts, and walked out through the hole in the courtyard wall.

It was already dark, and that night he had been drinking, catching thieves, and killing people with a knife. At this moment, the strength in his body relaxed, and exhaustion came up like a tide, filling Zhao Rang's body.

At this moment, even his steps were a little sluggish, almost completely dragging on the ground, and he could hardly lift them up.

Feel your belly, the first priority is to eat something!

This scene is exactly the same as in Ye Sanniang’s shop in Yangguan!

Zhao Rang couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little embarrassed.

I could have quietly sipped good wine, then had a good sleep, handed in the iron box the next day, and could freely go where I wanted to go and do what I wanted to do.

Unfortunately, things didn't work out as expected.

The more you want, the more often you can't get it.

Just like Zhao Rang just wants to eat a few meat buns or drink a big bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but the long street is extremely bleak.

Looking up, there was not a single open shop.

I had no choice but to walk forward casually to see if there were any people who got up early. Maybe I could buy half a steamed bun to lighten my stomach first.

But he forgot that he could go find Yuan Mingkong.

When you are hungry, you cannot remember what you should remember, but you will think about it uncontrollably.

For example, now Zhao Rang feels that such a thing as luck really exists!

Although I still don’t know how to fight for this thing specifically, if I just follow the steps step by step and follow the context of the incident, maybe it will gradually become clearer.

When he reached a fork in the road, Zhao Rang smelled a strong fragrance.

The special aroma is produced when the eggs are mixed with oil.

Zhao Rang swallowed and groped his stomach with his hands, but his footsteps were led by his nose, and he walked in the direction of the smell.

Soon I saw an open store, and the scent came out of it.

When Zhao Rang walked to the door, the eggs should have been fried, served out, and topped with a pinch of chopped green onion.

The more ordinary the food, the more attractive it is.

When you are hungry, few people think about the abalone fin feast. They only want to have a bowl of shaved noodles full of toppings, or egg fried rice with rich green onion aroma.

A familiar figure was busy in the store.

Zhao Rang frowned, took a few steps back, and suddenly found that he had wandered around to the busiest street in a daze.

And this open shop was the place where he drank yesterday afternoon. No wonder he felt that the figure behind him was familiar!

The girl seemed to have eyes behind her back and asked Zhao Rang who had just stepped over the threshold and entered the store:

"Would you like something sweet or salty first?"

Zhao Rang said without even thinking about it:

"Salty!"

"I never eat sweets!"

The girl asked back:

"You don't want to drink sweet rice wine either?"

Zhao Rang saw a medium-sized jar on the table with the mouth open. Zhao Rang took a closer look. The jar contained clear rice wine. It smelled sweet and was very bright. It should have been placed in the cellar at that time.

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After a chaotic night, Zhao Rang was not only hungry, but also thirsty!

The cold rice wine has a low alcohol content, but it is an excellent drink to quench his thirst. It can also get rid of the heat in his body.

But Zhao Rang just said that he never eats sweet things, and he became so shameless so quickly that he felt a little embarrassed for being so shameless.

Fortunately, the girl didn't say much.
To be continued...