It has been almost a month since Zhang Yange took Lao Hu's money bag. Lao Hu will ask about Huahua's fungus when he has nothing to do.

The news available was nothing more than that he rode a horse and trampled on someone to death.

Whose concubine he stole?

Anyway, Lao Hu had never heard of the news of Huahua's death that was expected by Huahua to have fungus.

Sometimes Lao Hu also comforted himself, maybe Zhang Yange figured it out by himself, and waited for him to learn martial arts and then took the head on the neck of the flowery neck that was bleak in fungus.

But when he thought of his last look, he felt that the possibility was slim. Unless the young man died, Huahua must die of blemish.

"Lao Hu, what have you been asking about the news recently? Is it our actions?" The person who spoke was a kind fat man.

He is the boss of Taifeng Building, of course this is his open identity. His real identity is naturally also a person from Ruijinqi.

"Nothing was done." Lao Hu said angrily, smoking his cigarette pipe.

"You guy! You didn't take action and asked about Huahua's blemish every day. Do you want to avenge the mountain and assassinate Huahua?" Pang Yue asked in a low voice.

"Bad! I haven't lived enough yet." Old Hu said with his eyes drooping, "Give me another pot of wine."

"I'm just a fool! You old guy will leave after drinking and patting your butt, and you never pay the bill!" Pang Yue felt that Lao Hu had something to worry about these days, but he didn't say anything when he asked the old guy.

I thought it was because of Gao Shan's death, but now it seems that it is not.

"Xiaopang, what would you do if you want to kill Huahua to extinct wood ear?" Lao Hu couldn't help asking in the end.

"You said no!" Pang Yue looked around and said anxiously. "Old Hu, there are many experts around Huahua's blemish. Don't do stupid things!"

"I'm just talking casually, for example, if you are a fourteenth boy, how can you kill Huahua and bleed the fungus!" Lao Hu asked with a slight slap in smoke.

"Can the Ming King let me be born with divine power and give me countless magical powers!" Pang Yue was also idle and talked nonsense to him.

"I'm talking to you about the serious business!" Lao Hu said dissatisfied.

"Four-year-old boy? Assassinate Huahua Tiemuyi!" Pang Yue sneered, "It's easy to assassinate. Huahua Tiemuyi will ride horses on the street every three or four days. He always likes to leave his guard behind.

That was the best time to kill him, but a fourteen-year-old boy couldn't do it."

They were chatting with horse hooves.

"Look at that Huahua is going to the street again. It is the most suitable time to kill him at this time! But what if he is killed? The entire Xiangyang City will be blocked if he dies, unless he is holding him and dies with him." Pang Yue said hatefully.

Any Han man with a conscience would wish that he would die if he fell off his horse.

"Old Hu, if it really looks like what Ji said. There is a fourteen-year-old boy, don't, as long as someone kills Huahua's blemish, I, Pang Yue, call him his ancestor!" Pang Yue finally put a pot of wine on Lao Hu.

Sigh!

The horse's whine sounded, and then a wailing sound.

Pang Yue and Lao Hu looked at each other, and they ran directly to the second floor, where they could see clearly what was happening on the street.

Huahua Duomuyi has always felt that as a noble grassland eagle, she never felt like she was able to ride and shoot.

This is the foundation for their enslavement of these people in the Central Plains.

So he likes to ride horses on the street!

He likes to hear the Han people screaming under his iron hooves like lambs.

But today his horse lost its hooves.

It turned out that many inconspicuous pits were dug out on this road.

Huahua Tiedou Muyou was very angry. When he went back, he must use a whip to kill this damn Han official.

At this time, a figure blocked the light.

There are very few people in this alley, because Huahua often comes to walk her horses, and there is no one at this moment. Huahua cannot see the man's face clearly, but she saw a short knife with a cold light!

There are many gaps on the knife, but the knife is very sharp!

Before Huahua could react, the man covered his mouth with his hands and pierced his throat with a short knife.

The knife is fast and decisive!

Huahua died without making any sounds.

Zhang Yange thinks that killing people is just a matter of killing, especially when he is in a hurry, so there is no need to talk nonsense. It is no difference between killing him by saying a lot of words and killing him directly.

All this happened very quickly, and the guards behind did not notice anything strange here. They all knew that Huahua didn't like them getting too close at this time.

Zhang Yange's figure calmly disappeared into the alley.

"I can't see anything!" Pang Yue said helplessly.

"I heard something happening." Old Hu was a little excited. He wanted to go over and take a look.

Pang Yue grabbed him, "Don't look for trouble if you have nothing to do!"

The two of them returned to the first floor, and after half an hour the entire street was blocked. The Tartar soldiers searched everywhere for suspicious people, but found nothing.

Lao Hu and Pang Yue looked at each other, and Pang Yue whispered, "Lao Hu, isn't it really what our brothers in the church did?"

"What are you doing?" Lao Hu took a sip of cigarettes, and he couldn't help but worry about Zhang Yange, and he didn't know if he could escape.

Suddenly, a team of Tartar soldiers rushed to Taifeng Tower.

The leader was a tall and magnificent Tartar, followed by a sweaty conspiracy.

Most of these Tartars can’t speak Chinese, so they all follow a translator.

"General Batu asked if you have seen any suspicious people?" Tongyi asked them.

Lao Hu and Pang Yue told the truth that there was no need to hide anything from him.

After Tonganyi translated their words back, Batu took his men straight to the second floor. He stood at the window on the second floor for a long time and determined that he could not see the location at the time of the incident from here.

He took people out without saying a word.

Lao Hu met Tong An, and Tong An, and Tong An, fell at the end.

"What happened to Mr. Song?" Lao Hu asked.

"Mr. Daru Chihua was killed by the assassin!" Tongyi said in a low voice. Lao Hu and Pang Yue's faces were full of surprise, and Batu, who was in front, suddenly turned around.

He saw the expressions of the two and turned his face away.

Keep up quickly with the discussion.

When they walked away, Pang Yue spat hatefully, "I want to frame your grandfather!"

If there was a slight problem with his and Lao Hu's expression just now, they would be directly imprisoned.

Until the second half of the night, the soldiers let go of martial law in the city. Lao Hu said to Pang Yue, "I want to go to a place!"

"Where to go?" Pang Yue asked with some concern.

"I'll find your ancestor!" Lao Hu said seriously.

"Hey! Lao Hu, didn't I give you a drink? You fucked me, my ancestors are dead, you go find them." Pang Yue's fat face trembled even more.

After scolding him, he finally realized.

"Me, where is my little ancestor?"

"Let's go! Let's go and have a look."

Lao Hu took Pang Yue to Gaoshan's residence first, where there was no trace, and then he went to Gaoshan's tomb and there was no trace of Zhang Yange.

"Lao Hu, someone has worshipped here."

Lao Hu picked up a piece of paper money, which said, "I'm leaving, I won't pay you back the money! Don't ask around, be careful to expose yourself."

Finally, he also drew a smiling face with two fingers.

After a while, the originally faint handwriting on the paper disappeared directly.

"Old Hu, where did my little ancestor go?"

"Maybe I'll go to the Emei Sect!" Old Hu said with red eyes and smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!