After I retired, I became Shadow Guard's little wife

Ying Wu silently put back the concealed weapon in his hand, and looked at those big bearded men with a frightened look, and almost said "the hero, spare your life".

The shadow guards who followed in the dark all looked at him in horror, and sighed in their hearts that Ying Xiaowu was really inferior to following their leader, and he should go to Heqing Mansion with King Jing to set up a stage and sing in an opera.

Fan Er stood in the middle of the road and stared at the red-lipped and white-toothed driver on the shaft of the car, his eyes were almost squinted in one place, thick lips that were glistening around a messy beard, and there was a hairy lip on his right cheek. The mole on his face trembled with the fat on his face whenever he spoke.

"Boy, this road is not easy for everyone to pass. If you are sensible, get out of the car quickly, and don't let grandpa do it!"

Xuan Jing didn't give orders, so Ying Wu could only continue to pretend to be afraid.

Fan Er only thought that the little coachman was frightened and stupid, he laughed twice and was about to rush to the front of the car, when Qi Hai beside him quickly grabbed Fan Er's sleeve, and persuaded in a low voice: "Second brother, wait a minute, the people in this car Haven't shown up yet, wait a little longer."

Fan Er hesitated for a while, seeing Qi Hai's firm attitude, he stopped in the end.

Xuan Jing was nestling in Qiao Mo's arms, planning to wait for someone to rush over to show off his affection, but he was stopped unexpectedly. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, he sighed and got out of Qiao Mo's arms, and said in a lack of interest: "Forget it, there are still Dog-headed strategist, Xiao Wu, let's settle it."

"Yes."

Ying Wu cheered up, just now he thought he was really going to pretend to be kidnapped by bandits, but fortunately the prince is not so unreliable.

Ying Wu didn't get out of the carriage, and re-tightened the reins to move forward. He didn't need to get out of the carriage to deal with this group of people.

Qi Hai carefully watched Ying Wu's movements, trying to tell if the people in the carriage were going to put all their eggs in one basket or if they really didn't care about them, but Fan Er didn't care so much, he saw that the little coachman's face was ashen with fear just now, Dare to drive over in a blink of an eye, inevitably aroused greater interest.

"His grandma's, it's quite spicy!" Fan Er wiped his lower lip with his thumb, and raised the long knife on his shoulder to teach the little pepper a lesson.

Qi Hai pulled Fan Er again.

"Mr. Qi, what are you doing? Why do you keep blocking me?" Fan Er was a little unhappy. He respected Qi, but he would not listen to him.

Qi Hai scolded an idiot in his heart, and patiently explained: "Second brother, no, I see that although the driver is scared on the surface, his driving posture is very stable and skillful, and the speed is also normal. It’s right to rush over in fright, you won’t drive over so steadily.”

Although Fan Er was reckless, he was not someone who would not listen to persuasion. He heard the words and observed carefully, and found that although the little coachman looked flustered, his hand holding the rein did not shake at all. He couldn't help cursing inwardly. The flower stand that can only hold pens still has two brushes.

"Mr. Qi, what do you think we should do?" Fan Er asked sincerely, but looked sideways at Ying Wu.

Qi Hai stroked his rough chin, pondered for a moment and said, "Young Master, there is a shortage of manpower. Let's try it. If this person is available, I will hand it over to Young Master. If not, Second Brother..."

Fan Er understood what he meant, if it is not available, then he can deal with it casually.

He wished that the owner in the carriage who had never shown his face was an idiot. In this case, after the person was intercepted, he would kill the one who deserved to be killed, and the one who should be thrown to the raccoon market, leaving this little driver with red lips and white teeth for him to play with. It couldn't be better to play.

Instead, he gripped the long knife in his hand, and threw it out with a little force, and the direction was deliberately deviated a little, so as not to kill the driver.

Ying Wu, who was far away, saw this group of people muttering together for a long time. After finally finishing speaking, he threw a knife at himself and missed it. He whipped the knife to the ground.

Fan Er's eyes widened immediately, his two eyeballs were round, grandma's, this little coachman looks white and soft, with such great strength, you must know that his big moon long knife is worth twenty It's heavy, and the brothers in the village usually think it's heavy, but this little coachman didn't hurt his hands from the shock?

In fact, Fan Er didn't know if it hurt or not, but seeing that the little coachman's posture didn't change a single bit, he thought that maybe the little coachman was really a humble strongman.

I don't know if they can also be recruited into the stockade.

Qi Hai kept watching the movement on the carriage, and couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw this, he couldn't hide his excitement and said: "Second brother, hurry up, stop the person quickly, the son said a while ago that there is still a lack of a capable township in the raccoon market. Can live with people, isn't that good?"

"Since he has passed this road, he must be going to Fengzhou. Even if he is powerful, he will not be able to defeat so many of us. If he can recruit this person, the young master will definitely be rewarded."

Fan Er also thought it was reasonable, no matter how powerful the little coachman was, he couldn't beat so many of them.

Fan Er is the second boss in this village, nothing else, just because Qi Mo saved him, he treats Qi Mo as his eldest brother, Qi Mo values ​​Qi Hai, so he recognizes Qi Hai as Mr.

As long as it is good for his elder brother, he will listen to Qi Hai.

Seeing that the little coachman was about to rush to the front, Fan Er gestured to the brothers following behind, and a group of younger brothers who were ready to move rushed up and surrounded the carriage.

Ying Wu's face remained unchanged, he drove the car directly over, and knocked down a thin man with only two beards.

Fan Er became anxious on the spot, who dared to bully him?The long knife in his hand was hit by Ying Wu on the ground just now when he swung it over, but he was full of brute strength, so he thought of reaching out to stop the car directly.

Unexpectedly, before he touched the cart, his hand was entangled with a whip. It was the same whip that knocked off his long knife just now, and was being dragged by the driver.

Fan Er didn't seem to know the pain, he was holding on to the whip, which was supposed to throw him off, but he grabbed him and couldn't get away.

Ying Wu tugged a few more times without pulling it, and knew it was a hard stubble, a needle popped out with a movement of the little finger, and the needle tip gleamed in the sun for a while, and went straight into Fan Er's arm.

Fan Er only felt a pain in his right arm, and then felt overwhelming numbness, and suddenly, his hand loosened uncontrollably.

Ying Wu smiled, and was about to wipe out these people with a whip, when he heard a barely audible cough coming from inside the carriage.

Through the gap in the curtain of the car, Xuan Jing saw the jade pendant hanging from the waist of the man dressed as a fair military officer, like the standard in the palace.

Ying Wu turned around and asked in a low voice: "My lord?"

"Young Master," Xuan Jing emphasized before continuing to order: "Don't beat him to death, pay attention to that fan-folding man over there."

"Yes, son."

In just one sentence, Fan Er's right half of his body over there has completely lost consciousness, and he is holding his right hand with his left hand to find a feeling.

Seeing this, Qi Hai was even more sure that the person in the carriage was not an ordinary person, so he quickly smoothed things over and said: "Second brother and this little brother both stop, please listen to someone Qi first, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Fan Er was so full of anger that he couldn't vent his anger, his whole body's attention was occupied by his unconscious arm on the right, and he couldn't concentrate at all to listen to what Qi Hai said, but his brothers saw that he didn't refuse, so they agreed to him If they agreed with Mr. Qi's statement, they all stopped.

Stopping here, Ying Wu will naturally not take the initiative to provoke trouble again, so at this moment, both sides are looking at Qi Hai.

Qi Hai didn't expect his words to be so effective this time. In the past, he had to explain something to Fan Er before Fan Er would agree, but he didn't expect that he agreed so readily this time.

The words I was about to persuade were stuck in my stomach, and I felt a little frustrated that I was choked back.

But he quickly reacted, bowed to Ying Wu, and explained: "My little brother, my second brother offended me just now. We wanted to say hello to the owner in the carriage, but we didn't want to cause trouble. There are so many misunderstandings, please don’t blame them.”

Yingwu had no expression on his face and said nothing.

But Xuan Jing pressed Qiao Mo, fastened his clothes, got out of the carriage, and said coldly: "Then your way of greeting is quite special."

When Xuan Jing came out, Qi Hai stopped breathing for a moment, always felt that there was a silent pressure on this cold face, but seeing that this person was young, he shouldn't have such an aura.

But thinking that this seemingly soft and weak coachman could actually knock down Fan Er's brutal man, he didn't think it was surprising.

The rivers and lakes are so big, there are always many capable people and strange people.

And they need such a person now.

Qi Hai bowed to Xuan Jing again, and said in a helpless tone: "Young master, well, we are from this Fanshizhai, and we are here to make ends meet, and we don't want to offend the distinguished guests, so, you come to our village Come here, and we will apologize to you."

Seeing that Yu'er took the bait himself, Xuan Jing secretly rejoiced, but didn't show it on his face, he snorted coldly and said, "Aren't you just a bandit, what are you talking about so beautifully and refined?"

Qi Hai froze for a moment, but recovered quickly, smiled at Xuan Jing, but didn't speak.

Fan Er couldn't stand anymore, numbness quickly flooded his whole body, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

A group of younger brothers hurriedly surrounded him and shouted "Second Leader" in a panic.

Qi Hai also panicked, he only saw Fan Er let go of the beating, but he didn't expect Fan Er to fall down after a while, and when he looked at Xuan Jing again, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

If this person can't be recruited as his subordinate, then he can't stay.

Qi Hai was thinking about how to make the two of them stay here, but he didn't want the young master who was aggressive at him just now to burst out laughing.

Xuan Jing laughed twice in the eyes of the crowd who were blaming him, then turned to Ying Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, are you bullying again?"

The words were extremely impolite, as if they didn't take them all seriously, and everyone present glared at them. Some of the hot-tempered ones had already picked up their swords and guns, and were ready to fight again.

Xuan Jing, however, seemed to have had enough of playing, turned around, glanced around, and then said: "Don't you give me the antidote soon?"

Crowd: …

Qi Hai was also confused, not sure what Xuan Jing meant.

Ying Wu was very obedient. Hearing this, he threw a bottle of antidote, which just happened to fall into Fan Er's arms impartially.

Sun Pei was supporting Fan Er, and when he saw this, he glanced at Qi Hai, Qi Hai hesitated, and finally nodded.

Only then did Sun Pei feed the antidote into Fan Er's mouth.

Qi Hai collected his expression, redefined Xuan Jing in his heart, and cupped his hands: "Thank you."