Wei Ba's anger was uncontrollable, urging the horse to run wildly, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the empty street. This was a horse that was pulling a cart. He was not familiar with Wei Ba, and was suddenly whipped by a whip, which made him a little stubborn. When he turned around a corner of the street, he suddenly neighed and stood up.

Wei Bagui was unable to defend himself and almost fell down. But he was swaying all his skills. Before he could land on the ground, he suddenly thrust his feet on the ground, and stretched out his hand to hold a horse reins.

"You want to rebel too?" Wei Bayi took out the dagger from his waist and grabbed the reins with one hand. This was a pure power confrontation. The tall horse wanted to go crazy and struggled continuously, but the angry person in front of him was almost like a vajra, and he could not break free if it struggled.

"Run for me!" Wei Ba turned over and jumped onto the horse's back and forth, and the short knife in his hand stabbed it onto the horse's back hips. It sounded strange. The crazy horse seemed to be afraid. After being stabbed with a knife, he honestly pulled Wei Ba and continued running.

Wei Ba's eyes involuntarily narrowed again and wiped the blood from the dagger off the soles of his shoes. He remembered a saying that the elder in his family said in the past: In this chaotic world, only by being a little more evil can one take advantage of others.

If it were many years later, Wei Ba would definitely not do this, or would not be so impulsive, but how old was Wei Ba at that time? Li Ling was three hundred miles away, and he was the best hero, but sometimes a person's skills and mind were disproportionate.

The distance between Xiangcheng and Fangcheng is not close, nor is it far away. Wei Ba was filled with anger and only had one thought in his mind, which was to intercept the person. If the Fangcheng Fu family members took Yunluo away from his eyes, regardless of whether others knew whether he and Yunluo were related, Wei Ba himself felt that he had lost all his face.

Those in the world of martial arts and lakes looked at their faces more than their lives, and the same was true for Wei Ba.

It should be said that Wei Ba was very lucky. According to his judgment, Mr. Fu San had been away for almost half an hour and could not catch up no matter how hard he chased him. But when he was speeding all the way under the night and chasing him for a long time, he finally saw a cart moving slowly in front, with four or five people riding horses beside the cart.

Looking around, there was a territory between Xiangcheng and Fangcheng not far ahead. Wei Ba sneered secretly. He was not afraid of anything. As long as he could find someone, not to mention that he would be in Fangcheng County, even in front of Fu Zhanshan, Wei Ba would dare to kill people.

The horses under the crotch were usually carefully raised, with long legs. After running for so long, they still didn't show any fatigue. Wei Ba whipped another whip and ran forward quickly. Four or five people around the cart heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer behind him, and at the same time turned their heads and stared at this side.

It is hard to say whether the power of the Fu family in Fangcheng is big, but this is also a rich man. Four or five Fu family members did not care much about Wei Ba seeing him alone, thinking that he was someone who was rushing to the night. However, Wei Ba rushed past and surpassed the cart. He suddenly pulled the reins and blocked the cart slowly moving forward.

The moment he stopped, he faintly heard a slutty laughter from the carriage, and sobbing. Wei Ba's finger bones immediately clattered. He dropped the whip in his hand and turned over and jumped down. The Fu family didn't know what was going on. These were some thugs who specially invited to come to the home and guard the hospital. They rarely went out, so they didn't recognize Wei Ba. When they saw Wei Ba's bad expression, they immediately rushed forward.

"Protect the Third Young Master." A thug felt the pressure. As soon as an expert took action, he knew whether it was true. Wei Ba's move to turn over and dismount, which undoubtedly showed that this was a very stunning character.

It's the ultimate thrust.

But how much Wei Ba pricked his hand was obviously beyond the expectations of several people. As soon as the thug finished speaking, he felt a shadow in front of him as if he was flying over, like a flying eagle fighting a rabbit. He took out the gun from his waist, but it was too late, and a fist slammed all his retreat.

The man was beaten back from the horse's back and was half dead after landing. The rest were shocked and angry, but Wei Ba ignored the others. His movements were extremely fast. Before the people in the cart could react, Wei Ba had already rushed into the cart's carriage.

"The Third Young Master!"

Several people surrounded the cart and their faces turned green. They received generous rewards from the Fu family every month, and their mission was to protect the youngest son of Fu Zhanshan. If Master Fu San lost his hair, they would not be able to live a good life.

The carriage was covered with a soft couch, and a thin young man stared at Wei Ba who was rushing into the carriage. Wei Ba's eyes swept past him and saw a woman curled up in a corner of the carriage.

This is a very young woman, at most twenty years old. She is very pretty, with the soft softness and sweetness of the jadeite of the small water town in Jiangnan. But at this moment, the young woman's hair was completely messy, and she shrank in the corner, like a frightened lamb.

She was also surprised, as surprised as Young Master Fu San. Because she didn't expect that this person would suddenly appear. Her expression froze and she couldn't explain what she wanted to express.

But in the deepest part of her heart, there was a strong desire. She felt wronged. She wanted the eighth young master of the Wei family who suddenly appeared to hold himself in his arms regardless of everything and said softly: Don't be afraid, I'm here.

But what disappointed her was that Wei Ba did not do this, and did not even look at her more. Wei Ba's eyes moved away from her and stared at Master Fu San again. In this short period of time, Master Fu San seemed to have come back to his senses and pointed at Wei Ba: "Who are you? Get out of here..."

Wei Bahu stretched out his hand and stuck Master Fu San's neck. The blue veins on the back of his hand were like swimming little snakes, completely exposed. The power of this hand made Master Fu San feel scared, but he couldn't say a word, so Wei Ba was holding it out of the cart.

Several thugs squeezed into the cart. At that time, the people in the martial arts world did not trust the muskets from the West. What they valued more was the kung fu and fists they had practiced in half their lives. Several people each held the weapons in their hands, and the leader was still struggling like insects on the ground. The punch just now almost killed him. Even if he could be saved, he would not be able to recover completely in three or two months.

"We are from the Fu family if you have something to say." A thug clearly saw that Wei Ba was not a good dealer. They just wanted to protect Mr. Fu San, so despite pressing the cart tightly, they did not take action: "If you know what your friend is missing, let's do it immediately."

"Is that true?" Wei Ba sneered at the corner of his mouth, and still holding a chicken-like Young Master Fu San: "I want his life!"

"Friend, you can't joke like this." A thug's face became gloomy, otherwise he would not be able to conceal his panic. He could hear the murderous aura in Wei Ba's chapter, and the murderous aura was in awe.

"My friend is making a living in Li Ling?" Another thug heard Wei Ba's accent and said, "Since it's in Li Ling, I'm not unaware of Mr. Fu's name..."

"I...I..." Young Master Fu San pulled one of Wei Ba's hands hard, but this hand was stronger than the iron pliers. No matter how he pulled it, he could not make himself feel relaxed.

"Master Fu?" Wei Ba glanced at Master Fu San and asked, "That Master Fu?"

"Fu Zhanshan, Master Fu." The thug said, "We are not using Master Fu to suppress you. The world is so big that we can't just say "reason". Even if we kill people, we have to give them some reason and explain the matter clearly."

How could Wei Ba not know what these people are thinking? Now they are in Fangcheng County, and several thugs find it difficult for Wei Ba to deal with it, but they are just deliberately delaying the time to see if there is a possibility of a turning point.

"I ignored it, just wanted to kill him."

"This is too overbearing."

"I am so domineering." Wei Ba sneered, his hands trembled slightly, because the anger in his heart could not be suppressed. He was not stupid, so he naturally understood the consequences of killing the Fu family, but the scene in the car was like a bug that made him disgusted, and it was unstoppable in his heart.

As he spoke, Wei Ba intentionally relaxed his hand holding Master Fu San. Master Fu San was pinched to death. As soon as Wei Ba let go, he took a few breaths. While coughing violently, he pointed at Wei Ba tremblingly: "Battleman... My father is... Fu Zhanshan... I asked him... to peel you alive..."

"San Young Master! Don't say it!" A thug was afraid that Mr. Fu, who knew nothing, would completely anger Wei Ba, and he quickly interrupted: "Friend! Mr. Fu, you should know, it is called Fu Bancheng. Mr. San is his youngest son, if he has a good life..."

"Call Fu Zhanshan here!" Wei Bayi stopped shouting and interrupted the other party: "I will kill someone in front of him!"

"Whose bastard!" Master Fu San's hair looked a little funny at this moment. The head of such a person was already dizzy with wine and smoke. He didn't know anything. He only knew that his father was the biggest in the entire Fangcheng. Although he was about to die, he was still cursing: "My father lights your sky lantern..."

"Is Mr. Fu very big?" Wei Ba suddenly shook his arms and raised Master Fu San over his head with both hands: "Then give him some face and leave a whole body for this bastard."

As he said that, Wei Ba raised his hands suddenly sank, and his right leg knee raised. Master Fu San's waist suddenly hit his iron knee. With a click, his bones were completely broken. Once the waist bone was broken, he would definitely die. Master Fu San only let out a miserable howl, his whole body was so soft that he could not move. He rolled his eyes and was dead.

call……

Wei Ba threw the body of Master Fu San in the air, and the thugs looked disgusted. They hated him to death, but were afraid to die. Although Wei Ba was right in front of him, no one dared to come again.

"Friend." A thug squeezed out from the gap between his teeth, "The Fu family will not give up on this matter..."
Chapter completed!