Chapter 8 It doesn’t matter, let’s play another round

Routine? The butchers looked blank, Qi Ping was too lazy to explain, and started thinking instead.

In the past three days, he had assumed the perspective of the county government, thinking about how to break the situation. According to his prediction, there was a high probability that he would send police officers to sneak in and wait for an opportunity to attack him.

"Wu Chuan has been 'killed' in battle. The biggest threat has been eliminated. Among the police officers, there are not many who are capable of completing the mission..."

"Based on the original owner's understanding of his colleagues, if it was just the county government that took action and relied on the layout of the backyard, it wouldn't be a big problem, but there are exceptions to everything..."

"The best solution is to hold hostages hostage and remain unchanged in response to all changes."

Qi Ping lowered his head and closed his eyes. At this moment, in his mind, a model of Fan Mansion appeared in 3D form, slowly rotating and extremely detailed.

Thanks to the inexplicably enhanced memory after time travel, he had already discovered that he had a unique advantage in thinking and reasoning.

At this moment, illusory figures condensed in the depths of consciousness, sneaking into this mansion along different directions and trajectories, representing possibilities.

At the same time, three imperial guards arrived at the back house of Fan Mansion, looked at each other, and then, like civet cats, they just stepped on the outer wall and jumped into the wall.

quietly.

The third time you enter the mansion, behind the inner courtyard, there is the so-called back room. Turn over and you will find the main room. The leader of the three guards looks at his companion.

The group immediately walked around the side, but when they were about to enter the backyard, they stopped at the same time and saw the guard dog tied up in the yard.

Who tied the dog here... The leader was confused, thought for a moment, took out the yellow paper bag, flicked it with his finger, and the bag unfolded into the wind, filling the air with light yellow gas.

The two vicious dogs first raised their ears and sniffed, then staggered and fell down.

The three of them, holding their breath, took the opportunity to climb up to the roof, only to see a thin rope pulling on the wind chime in front of them, just shy of touching it.

The leader's eyes narrowed, his body froze like an acrobat, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked at the "gangster" with admiration.

"What a thorough arrangement." I sighed inwardly.

It is conceivable that similar warnings are not limited to these two places. If the county government officers sneak in quickly, they will definitely make some noise.

However, they were not ordinary men. The three of them bypassed the wind chime and the leader made a few gestures. The other two nodded and headed to the left and right rooms.

The whole process was extremely quiet, as if the person walking on the tiles was not a person, but a cat.

When his companions were in place, he squatted on the eaves, lowered his head, and could see that the hostages below were at the same level as the contemplative one. The next second, he waved gently.

"Buzz!"

In the inner courtyard, there was the dull sound of crossbows.

At this moment, Qi Ping suddenly opened his eyes, looked to the side, and raised the short gun in his hand. However, it was too late after all.

In his field of vision, a guard squatting on the roof of the penthouse appeared. The guard held a military crossbow in his hand. At this moment, the crossbow was fired.

The crossbow arrow comes out of the chamber like a bullet, and the front end is not sharp but flat.

In the blink of an eye, he felt a huge force coming from the breastplate that was level with his chest, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

At the same time, the crossbow arrows exploded, and white mist filled the courtyard, drowning him.

Smoke bombs... The moment this idea came up, Qi Ping saw two black figures jumping down from the roof. In a hurry, he raised his musket and fired to the right, forcing the man back.

Immediately, he threw away the firearm, drew his sword with his backhand, and slashed in front of him.

"clang!"

In the collision of gold and iron, Qi Ping felt numbness in the tiger's mouth. In the mist, the leader rushed in expressionlessly, and cut with the sword in his hand like lightning.

Qi Ping used the donkey rolling technique to dodge, and the short knife flew out of his hand, heading straight for the opponent's door. This was the instinctive reaction of the original owner's body, and the fighting instinct engraved in the flesh and blood of the martial arts master.

The leader turned his head to avoid it and staggered.

Qi Ping's eyes lit up, he jumped up, pulled out Wu Chuan's knife from his waist, and stabbed him fiercely.

However, the opponent seemed to have expected it. A smile appeared on his lips, his body twisted strangely, he grabbed Qi's arm, and knocked him down with a knee.

"You are under arrest." He said solemnly.

At this moment, two other guards also stepped forward, lying on their backs on the ground, gasping for air, and said, "Are you the governor's guards?"

The other party nodded and said: "It is not against the rules to be temporarily seconded to the county government."

Qi Ping exhaled and said, "I lost, but I have a few questions that I hope you can answer."

"you say."

"How did you get around the guard dog? Is that military crossbow a magic weapon? What is it that emits white smoke? If I stand under the eaves and have a blind spot, how will you deal with me?"

Qi Ping asked a lot of questions in one breath.

Several guards were stunned when they heard this.

Qi Ping smiled: "I just want to lose more clearly."

The leader wanted to refuse, but he probably appreciated the young man's ability. He thought about it and started to answer seriously.

At the same time, outside the Fan Mansion, everyone also saw the ending through the small mirror projection.

Magistrate Zhao smiled and complimented: "It's true that they are the Forbidden Army Guards. When I saw them today, they lived up to their reputation."

Governor Li and the black-faced guards didn't have many surprises. They smiled faintly and prepared to leave. The gangster was arrested, and this exercise should have ended.

Behind, Princess Anping puffed up her cheeks and said dejectedly:

"It's boring and boring, three against one, it's a clear bully."

Princess Yongning leaned in the carriage, pursed her lips and smiled:

"You did help that young man."

As he spoke, this noble royal nobleman withdrew his gaze, his eyes slightly disappointed. He was a good young man in cultivation, but in the end... it was just like this.

Except for the beginning, the unexpected shot was a bit surprising.

It's nothing special.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, go to the inn to rest early." She ordered, and the maid lowered the car curtain.

Outside the hospital, the county government officers pushed open the door and cleaned up the mess. Although the people watching from a distance did not know the details, they also saw that it seemed to be over. They turned around and left in twos and threes.

"Do you have any more questions?" the leading guard in the inner courtyard asked after finishing his answer.

Qi Ping played with the crossbow and said with a smile:

"And the last one, when you and I fought just now, did you deliberately show a weakness?"

The latter nodded and said: "Your strength and reaction are very good. It can be seen that you have a solid foundation in martial arts, but you have too little actual combat experience."

"Thank you. I have no problem." Qi Ping said, "Then let's play another game."

??

The three of them were confused and confused, but the leader suddenly felt uneasy.

He suddenly realized a problem, that is, this young man's reaction to failure was too calm.

"You..." He opened his mouth.

But the young policeman said calmly: "Let's do it again."

…

The scenery suddenly changed.

The world returned to a quarter of an hour ago.

"Then what will they do next?" the second young master asked curiously.

Qi Ping was in a trance for a moment, and found that he was standing under the eaves, and sitting on the ground next to him were twenty-one meat tickets from the Fan family.

In his hand was an unfired musket, and at his waist were two knives.
Chapter completed!