I am not a flower thief
Wei Chi Jing De sneered, "Do you think he would wait obediently at your home for your return? If it weren't for his meticulous calculations, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state today!"
Just then, a hurried horseshoe sound came from afar, and a rider arrived in front of Pei Qiantong, dismounted, and ran to Pei Qiantong's side with a look of extreme anxiety, whispering a few words into his ear, causing Pei Qiantong's face to change greatly.
Wei Chi Jing De smiled and asked: "But didn't Zhen Ming have a hard run?"
"Let's go! Even if we have to dig three feet underground, I'll make sure to dig that little brat out! I must flay him alive!"
As he spoke, Qi Jiguang hastily led several division heads onto their horses and galloped away.
"Pei's gang leader, I won't see you off!" Wei Rang shouted back.
Watching the other side leave, Liu Wuzhou sighed: "Wei Chi, this time we really lost our wife and broke our troops! Losing 20,000 taels of silver is a small matter, but the loss of the gang's elite is serious, and the handle has fallen into Feng Lun's hands. I'm afraid it will cause us big trouble in the future!"
"Tomorrow I'll have someone transfer the arms in the warehouse."
"Don't wait until tomorrow, take action tonight!"
Wei Chi Jing De walked away with the battered Zhu, and Liu Wu Zhou turned to face the silent and majestic man behind him: "Jin Gang, about that Tofu Xi Shi business, if you want to blame someone, blame me. I was the one who told Er Mei to do it. A man must be willing to make sacrifices for greater things, sometimes putting aside personal feelings. When the time comes to let go, one must do so decisively. Let's consider this matter closed. We're about to rise up in revolt, and you shouldn't provoke the Salt Gang again because of her."
That tall and strong man's expression turned gloomy, he wanted to speak but stopped himself, finally turning it into a sigh, and then he turned around and left.
Liu Ermei hastily chased after him, grasping his arm, repeatedly being shaken off, finally softened and got on a nearby carriage with Liu Ermei tightly holding hands.
……
It was beyond his expectation that, despite all his careful planning, he had overlooked one thing - the intervention of a high-ranking official to mediate between the two gangs and put an end to their feud, thus foiling his plan to set the two tigers against each other.
When Pei Qiantong appeared in front of the carriage, Zhen Ming was still asleep from the bitter wine and was snoring loudly inside the carriage.
Zhang's family was startled and shook him awake, pointing at Pei Qian Tong and others who were blocking the horse carriage tens of meters away. Zhen Ming looked up to see the people clearly, instantly all sleepiness disappeared, and he also sobered up from his drunkenness.
He found that Pei Qian Tong was unscathed, which left him baffled.
According to his estimate, if Pei Qiantong fought with Liu Wuzhou and Wei Rang, even if he was not seriously injured, he would not be able to return so quickly from the secret grain depot in Minhe, tens of kilometers west of Luoyang.
He poked his head out of the carriage and asked: "Lord Pei, can we get the official silver back?"
A surge of unnamed fury welled up in Pei Qiantong's heart, and he suppressed his anger, letting out a cold snort: "Zhen Ming is bitter, do you think you can escape my grasp?"
Zhen Ming smiled wryly and said, "I think Lord Pei has misunderstood. I just had a bit too much to drink, my head is spinning, and I wanted to come out for some fresh air and take in the night view of Luoyang to sober up. Does Lord Pei also have this interest? Why don't we do it together?"
Zhang in the carriage heard Zhen's bitter words and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Pei Qiantong's face turned even darker upon hearing this.
"Can't you be more professional, always ruining the scene with your laughter! If it weren't for your loud laugh, that fool would have believed me and let us pass. Now that you've blown our cover, I have no choice but to hand you over to them. Don't blame me, you may be beautiful, but my life is more important than your looks."
Zhang lightly snorted and was originally still a bit afraid, but he spoke nonsense and made her feel not tense at all.
Pei Qiantong was so angry that his teeth were almost shattered, and he shouted violently: "Come on, tie them all up for me. I want to see if they can still laugh later!"
Several people got off their horses and gathered around the carriage.
Just as a few people were about to approach the carriage, Zhen Ming Su suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage, stretched out his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed two strange hidden weapons tied to his arms. He took aim at the warhorse under Pei Qiantong's seat and pulled the trigger.
A hidden weapon shot into the horse's neck, and the horse let out a loud whinny in pain. Its front hooves lifted high, and it galloped wildly towards the distance. Pei Qiantong tried to rein in the reins, but he was ultimately unable to control the frightened horse, and had no choice but to jump off its back.
Zhenming bitter rely on gourd painting dipper ground shining other people's horse is several times, those horses no one controls, eat pain after also crazy run away.
Zhen Ming's bitter fate was about to change as he cracked his whip, the horse carriage shook off the salt smugglers who were closing in and galloped forward...
Just as they were about to escape from the sight of these people in Yanbang, Pei Kun shouted loudly: "Get me an arrow!"
A subordinate hastily handed him a bow and arrow, Pei Qian Tong took three flying feather arrows from the quiver at once, all three arrows were strung simultaneously, easily drawing a full bow, with the arrowheads pointing upwards at an angle of forty-five degrees.
Whoosh——
Three arrows flew simultaneously towards Zhen's carriage.
Except for one branch that fell on the rear of the car, the other two branches simultaneously shot out from the top and rear of the car into the carriage.
Pei Qiantong put away his bow and arrow, a cold smile floating at the corner of his mouth, as he handed the bow and arrow to his subordinate beside him.
"Station men at the city gate of Luoyang, as long as they are trapped in Luoyang, I don't believe we can't catch them!"
……
The carman sat on the head of the carriage with a stunned expression, and beside him was an arrow that had pierced deep into the bottom of the carriage.
The arrow was just about to pierce his head from above.
For the sake of a meager ten taels of silver, he almost lost his life.
Zhen Ming bitterly sat beside him, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and smiled as he patted the coachman's shoulder, saying: "Uncle, thank you so much just now. When we reach our destination, I'll give you another ten taels of silver! You can burn this horse carriage to prevent Pei Qian Tong from investigating you."
The cart driver finally let out a breath of relief. Twenty taels of silver was equivalent to his annual income, and although he had taken some risks and lost a horse-drawn carriage, it was well worth it.
Zhen Ming bitterly lifted the curtain of the car door, just wanting to ask if Zhang Shi was okay, but the scene in front of him made him take a cold breath.
Zhang fell in the carriage, an arrow pierced her thigh and stuck into the ground.
Her dress was stained with blood and she had fainted away.
Zhang Sun's Clothing and Accessories Store.
The store had already closed, with a faint candlelight shining from within. A slender figure was still inside, holding a needle and weaving fabric, busy at work. She was so focused on the task in her hands that she hadn't even noticed the door latch being lifted by a black dagger.
A dark figure quietly opened the door and slipped in.
As she felt a gust of cold wind blowing in from the door, she turned her head back in shock, and the black shadow had already appeared in front of her, holding an icy dagger to her neck.
"Don't shout! I'm not a bad person, nor am I a flower thief!"
