Bishop's Retirement

He was sweating profusely and exhausted.

It looked very embarrassed at first glance.

"Yo, old Zhao..."

Seeing Zhao Butou's appearance, Wang Ye smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Drenched in sweat?"

"What happened again?"

"Forget about it..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao Butou said, "I just received the official document..."

"The young head of the Tang Sect, Tang Fei, killed his own father and fled in fear of crime..."

"Now I have come to Jinling by boat..."

"Lord Fuya asked us to gather a team and set up an ambush at Liuyundu, and bring him to justice!"

While speaking, Zhao Butou sat down on the stool.

He poured himself a bowl of water and drank it.

Tangmen? !

Hearing Catcher Zhao's words, Wang Ye couldn't help but startled.

No one knows the name of the Tang Sect in the middle of Shu, and no one knows it.

It is the best in the world with hidden weapons and martial arts.

But this sect does not participate in the disputes between good and evil in the Jianghu, it is a neutral sect.

It is also quite low-key on weekdays.

In the past, there was Thunderbolt Hall to compete with it, and then Thunderbolt Hall gradually declined, and Tang Sect became the top institution.

But Tangmen is not a good person.

For many years, he has still acted in a low-key manner, without showing any mountains or leaking water.

Tang Fei is a rare genius among the sect.

I didn't expect that something like killing my own father would happen this time.

"My little girl..."

Just as Wang Ye was thinking secretly, Zhao Butou slapped the table: "To capture Tang Fei, thanks to the master of the government, you can figure it out..."

"His father, Tang Tianfeng, who is an immortal master, was killed by him..."

"Can we capture him?"

"Isn't this a joke?"

"So I came here to ask shopkeeper Wang for help, to see if I can let the Juggernaut and the others help us capture this Tang Fei!"

Between the words, Zhao Butou's face was full of helplessness.

"Why are you looking for a sword master?"

Hearing Zhao Catcher's words, the corners of Wang Ye's mouth raised slightly: "He's getting old, and he also quit the arena..."

"It's not appropriate to bother others..."

"I happen to have a heavyweight here, you go beg him..."

"Absolutely sure!"

Wang Ye smiled wretchedly between the words.

His eyes fell on Bai Mingyu.

Chapter 1313 It's Yours!

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Catcher Zhao couldn't help being taken aback.

Heavyweight?

in his impression.

The Juggernaut is already an unattainable existence.

Wang Ye, there are more fierce ones here?

Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Ye and said, "Who is it?"

"Fighter than Juggernaut?"

"That's for sure!"

Hearing Zhao Catcher's words, Wang Ye said, "There are more than two sword masters!"

"I'm telling you..."

"Lu Han's father came to see Lu Han recently!"

As soon as this remark came out, Catcher Zhao couldn't help being stunned.

He looked at Wang Ye and frowned: "Miss Bai's father..."

"Wulin leader Bai Mingyu?!"

While speaking, Zhao Catcher's eyes widened.

"Yup!"

Wang Ye frowned, and he slapped his thigh and said in a low voice: "Think about it, the leader of the martial arts..."

"Is the martial arts weak?"

"Don't say it's Tang Fei, even the Tang Sect old matriarch will kill you!"

"If you ask him to do this, it's absolutely easy!"

Between the words, Wang Ye's eyebrows were beaming, with a smirk written all over his face.

"It's a good idea..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao catcher squeezed his chin and nodded: "But I am a catcher..."

"Do people take care of me?"

"Hey, old Zhao, why are you underestimating yourself?"

Seeing Zhao Butou's appearance, Wang Ye patted him on the shoulder: "He, Bai Mingyu, is the leader of the martial arts..."

"Does he not care if something happens in the martial arts world?"

"We are all acquaintances, I will give you a pot of Nurhong, and you can send it to him..."

"I don't believe he can't do anything for you after drinking your wine!"

With that said, Wang Ye came to the front of the counter and said to Li Qinglian, "Give me a pot of Nurhong..."

"Okay, old money fan..."

Looking at Wang Ye in front of her, Li Qinglian said, "I'm convinced..."

"Leader Bai asked you to send it off, but you urged Lao Zhao to go..."

"This ability to kick the ball and shake the pot is really amazing for you!"

While speaking, Li Qinglian lowered her voice.

During this period, he kept giving Wang Ye a thumbs up.

"nonsense!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye said, "Eat my own and live my own, and still want me to pour him wine..."

"Take me for two hundred and five!"

Speaking of which, Wang Ye directly gave the jug to Zhao Butou.

Seeing Daughter Hong in front of him, Catcher Zhao clasped his fists at Wang Ye, and said, "Treasurer Wang..."

"terrific……"

"Old Zhao has written down this love!"

"Hey, what's this talking about?"

Seeing Zhao catcher's appearance, Wang Ye said: "Everyone buddies!"

"go quickly……"

Ah!

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Butou nodded emphatically.

Immediately, he walked towards Bai Mingyu with the jug in hand.

At this time, Bai Mingyu was waiting for Wang Ye to pour the wine, when he suddenly heard footsteps.

But he saw Zhao Butou coming to his side with a pot of daughter red.

"President Bai..."

Looking at Bai Mingyu in front of him, Zhao Butou said, "I am Jinling's Butou, old Zhao..."

"We have such a thing here, and I want to ask you to do us a favor..."

"This pot is for you, my old Zhao!"

Saying that, Zhao Butou put his daughter Hong in front of Bai Mingyu.

At the same time, he told Bai Mingyu about Tangmen's affairs one by one.

Hearing that, Bai Mingyu frowned.

He supported his chin and said, "Butou Zhao, you mean..."

"Tang Fei of the Tang Sect killed his father, and fled to Jinling in fear of crime!?"

"Yup!"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhao Butou slapped his thigh: "Master Fuya asked us to go to him, isn't this letting eggs hit rocks?"

"It just so happens that you are here..."

"So I'm here, please preside over this justice!"

Hearing Zhao Butou's words, Bai Mingyu nodded.

Tang Sect had such a big event.

As the leader of the martial arts alliance, Bai Mingyu couldn't ignore it.

But he said: "This matter is indeed not small, I should also intervene because of emotion and reason..."

As he spoke, he picked up the jug and was about to pour wine.

But at this moment, his body was startled, as if he realized something.

He looked at Zhao Butou and said, "Old Zhao..."

"Is this jug of wine sent by shopkeeper Wang?"

"Ok!"

Old Zhao nodded, and said, "Hello, Manager Wang..."

"I gave me a pot of wine on a special trip, and let me treat President Bai to drink..."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, he turned his head to look at Wang Ye.

But he found that the other party was looking at him at this time, with a wretched smile written all over his face.

"The one surnamed Wang..."

Seeing Wang Ye's smile, Bai Mingyu said via voice transmission: "Okay, you are shameless!"