Hengfu was dizzy with his tinnitus, rushed into the crowd in a daze, covered his face, mixed in among the assassins in the Blood Clothes Hall, and fought with the Zhou family army.

Seeing Zhou Fu, he wrapped himself in his arms. Although the knife was slashed at him, Zhou Fu easily pulled him away.

Hengfu saw Ruan Qingai crying while holding the big body, and he didn't know what he was anxious about.

It was not until the moment he was kicked away by Zhou Fu that he realized that he was anxious and shouted, run away—

This trash man! Take the man on the horse quickly! Run—

Zhou Fu grabbed the man and got on the horse, waved his whip and shouted, "Go—"

The bow and arrow on Hengfu's back were suddenly pulled away, and he turned around and was surprised, "Dad?"

"The food bucket is dead!"

He was pushed away by his father, watching him pull the bowstrings all over.

One arrow! Shoot out—

No--

Hengfu's fist was clenched.

Another arrow shot out again—

The man on the horse's back groaned, continued to wave the whip, "Hurry--"

Heng Yichang was so angry that he smashed the bow and arrow, "Damn it! Ask someone to chase me! Bring the hunting dog!"

Heng Yichang turned his head and met Hengfu's blood-red eyes. The father and son looked at each other, one angry and the other cold and disgusted.

Hengfu stayed in place, looked at Yang Yilin and sent someone to hang fifteen corpses on the ground one by one on the city wall. He looked up at their bodies, but he didn't move for a long time.

These six days.

A lot of things happened in Lingyu City.

The army's food, grass and horses were all stolen. Without food, grass and horses, the army could not last for three days.

Yang Wenqian asked his son to collect food and horses from the people's homes, and used violence.

Such a method made He Moran take over the mob.

Yang Wenqian bullied a place, and He Moran instigated the mobs in that area to riot and resist, trampling on the houses of countless corrupt officials and the homes of countless bad wealthy businessmen.

Many concubines and slaves who were forcibly detained were liberated.

The militia was officially established and looked for opportunities everywhere to provoke.

The war started here, fell over there, fell over there, started over here again.

Yang Yilin's city moat army was busy every day, suppressing wildfires and burning continuously. The more they suppressed, the more they burned, the more they burned.

Yang Wenqian had already taken over the city lord's mansion with his men.

He suddenly hid among the militia and refused to show up, but his sister was still in the mansion and could not escape from trembling.

After being grabbed by Yang Wenqian in the palm of his hand, he became a play slave.

Lingyu City was in turmoil everywhere, and Yang Wenqian held a banquet for Heng's family, singing and dancing.

Hengfu sat beside Heng Yichang, filling himself with a numb expression.

Unfortunately, he has a good alcohol tolerance and is not drunk for a thousand cups. After drinking so much, he doesn’t even have a trace of drunkenness.

He may not be able to taste the taste of drunkenness and dreams he wants in this life.

He repeatedly disappointed his father so much, but in the end, his father still did not punish him and let him sit at his deputy.

Next to him, the younger brothers brought by my father were staring at his position with envious and jealous eyes.

Oh……

ridiculous!

Who fucking fond of this position?

Whoever cares about it will take it!

He Xinyao was dragged with chains and pulled into the hall.

Yang Wenqian sneered with a hooked mouth, "Hehe, Xinyao, uncle has a very good guest here, I'll be wronged today and I'll treat you to help me entertain them."

He Xinyao cried and kowtowed constantly, "Uncle, please spare me, please spare me!"

The woman's face and arms were covered with scars, and she was afraid she had been rubbed more than once.

Hengfu glanced at his father, and what he saw was a pair of beastly eyes. All the men present looked back and forth with all the evil eyes, scanning the pitiful and helpless woman in the hall.

"Come on, benefactor, learn from those dancers, take off your clothes while dancing. I'll make fun of everyone hahaha..."

All the men stared at her.

He Xinyao was pitifully imitating the dancer and waved her arms in a mess. When the dancer took off one, she learned while crying, and her clothes fell to the ground one by one.

Why didn't this woman hang herself? Why didn't she die for him? Isn't she going to be completely destroyed after death? Why have to be played with by these beasts?

Hengfu poured a mouthful of wine into his stomach.

It was scorching and spicy, but it couldn't make him drunk.

Bang--

I couldn't help but slapped the table.

Everyone looked at Hengfu.

Heng Yichang narrowed his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

Hengfu laughed and said, "I've drunk too much and want to pee!"

"Hahaha..." Everyone was laughing.

The woman was almost stripped of her body. At this critical moment, all men would hold back even if they wanted to pee.

But he is the exception!

Hengfu staggered and moved, seemingly drunk, but he knew that he was pretending in this way.

He pretended to be drunk, but he didn't pretend to vomit.

As soon as he went out, he fell directly beside the beam and pillar, "Vomit--Vomit--"

The guards coming and going next to him were laughing at him and shook their heads.

"Young Master Evergrande has a lot of alcohol."

"Oh……"

Luohen and his troops stood a few meters away from the city wall. He looked up at the fifteen corpses and looked down at the silent for several minutes.

What they protected was his woman, and he took this love.

Luohen picked up the bow and arrow and shot the thick rope above Zhou Shu's head.

The moment the body fell from the top of the high city wall, he flew down and hugged him and caught him.

He took such a heavy body effortlessly.

The body was gently placed on the ground. At that moment, the guards on the city wall shouted, "Come on! Call someone!"

In the woods, dense warriors also emerged with Luo Shi.

Qingguo Qingcheng protects its wings from left and right, "shoot the archer on the opposite side to death."

"Come with me! Take the corpse and retreat! Don't fight."

"yes!"

"yes!"

"Push for me-"

At the South Gate, the soldiers on both sides are becoming more and more fierce as they kill. Who would know that this battle is just to steal the fifteen corpses?

These are the people! Are they stupid or crazy?

Ruan Qingai was hugged by Yingying and entered the city while the chaos was in the chaos.

They searched for Yang Wenqian's mansion all the way, and the two of them lay on the top of the house to peek.

"It seems that it's not here?"

He said, "General Xiaoyang is here!"

Yang Yilin received a tip. Luohen was leading troops to steal the body at the south gate. He was wearing armor and probably wanted to lead troops to reinforcements.

Ruan Qingai frowned and asked, "Are you sure your master came to Lingyu City with us?"

He was stunned and bowed his head in a stutter, "Yeah..."

"It turns out that he leaked my whereabouts, right?"

"No! No! My master did not reveal your whereabouts. Sir, you must believe me."
To be continued...