Chapter 41 He Songyang

When Lin Qinglong looked up to look for Shen Tuzi's figure, he had already disappeared. Lin Qinglong's heart was not good. If he let the poison king run away, where would he go to find him? He was even more anxious and squeezed into the crowd.

Most of the people had a good impression on this brave child. A middle-aged woman saw that he was cute and liked him very much, so she patted Lin Qinglong's head and joked, "Child, are you hiding from the government? Did those officials come to arrest you?

The talker had no intention, and the listener had a heart. Lin Qinglong was shocked and said secretly, "I really shouldn't have hit that bastard just now. In case the government relies on me, it's not easy for me to get out, and I can't expose my cultivation..." He was very regretful. Seeing the officers and soldiers enter the door, he was helpless.

When the woman saw the change of Lin Qinglong's face, she thought that he was frightened by the officers and soldiers, so she comforted her, "Child, don't be afraid. As the saying goes, don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. No matter how much the government messes, it will not harm a child like you for no reason."

It's okay for her not to say this, but Lin Qinglong was even more frightening after hearing this.

After the dozens of officers entered the door, one of the leaders went straight to the fallen Kou Sheng after entering the door, helped him up and asked, "Where are the people?"

Kou Sheng was already dying. Seeing that this man seemed to see a savior, he shouted repeatedly, "He is still on the beam. Catch him now!" The "he" naturally refers to Shen butcher.

Everyone looked up and saw that there was no one in Liang. I don't know when Shen Tuzi had left, and the dozens of officers and soldiers all showed resentment and contempt.

And the audience all sighed that Shen Tuzi's body was excellent, and he even left unconsciously when everyone gathered around.

And Lin Qinglong saw that the official and army were in collusion with the "Shadow" organization, and remembered that the same was true of Qianwang City. At this, he was relieved that the government did not come for himself, and he was overjoyed.

Sun Hengjian in Sansha has been knocked unconscious by Lin Qinglong. Lao San Minhao was killed at the earliest. The remaining two companies hugged the leader's thigh and pleaded bitterly, "Lord He, you are the only one who can save us now. Please give our brother a way to live. In the future, our brothers will repay you as cattle and horses!"

Kou Sheng's face was full of flesh but tears. He looked quite funny. Everyone looked funny, but no one dared to laugh.

The leader surnamed He sneered and said, "Brother Kou, it's not that I refuse to help. It's just that one of you is the poison of the poison king. I'm afraid there is no antidote in the world?" After saying that, he gently patted the two people on the shoulder twice, and there was no other movement. The two evil bodies suddenly had no support and fell to the ground. His mouth and nose were full of blood, and both of them had already died.

Several onlookers saw the doorway, and one of them sighed, "I didn't expect this catcher to have such internal power. Is he the catcher of Luzhou City?"

Another person said, "Look, the brother is from other places, right? He Songyang is very famous in Luzhou City. He was ranked among the top three in the martial arts competition nine years ago. If General Longwei and Shankun were not there, He Songyang would have won the championship.

When Lin Qinglong heard this, he felt a lot in his heart and thought to himself, "Did his father also participate in the martial arts competition in those years? Why didn't I hear about this?"

Just listen to the man said: "There is really nothing wrong with He Songyang's martial arts, but he is cold-hearted and black-and-white. He has caught a lot of big criminals, but he has also killed a lot of good people. Look, those gangsters just now actually know him!"

The other one booed and lowered his voice, "Don't say bad things about him. He was heard, but he was dead."

At this time, He Songyang squatted down and patted Sun Hengjian's face. Sun Hengjian muttered in a coma, "Hold... Catch him, he is Shen Cushi's son!"

Lin Qinglong's heart was cold again. He prayed that God would let He Songyang never see him, and scolded Sun Hengjian secretly: "This bastard is dying and wants to pull me into the water, damn it!" He squeezed into the back hall.

A crooked scar face was originally looking at the bustle with interest. When he saw a child squeezing around here rudely, he frowned and was very dissatisfied. He didn't think it was a big deal and shouted, "Oh, isn't this the son of the master just now? Why didn't you go with his father?"

The woman just now protected Lin Qinglong and scolded the man: "Has your brain been kicked by a donkey? Spray your mouth full of shit here!"

When He Songyang heard the sound, he stood up and looked at everyone.

Lin Qinglong said, "It's terrible!" He tried his best to squeeze into the back hall. Looking back, the officers and soldiers seemed to follow each other closely and only heard He Songyang shout, "Catch that baby!"

The lively people looked at Lin Qinglong one after another. Although they had no malice, they had no kindness. They all took a few steps back and completely exposed Lin Qinglong.

Lin Qinglong is angry and sad, and his mind is blank. Although these people are not his opponents, it is not the time for him to expose himself!

At a loss, he only heard the mirror fairy in his heart say, "Run to the backyard!"

Before Lin Qinglong had time to think, he ran through the back hall. The backyard was empty, but the wall was not high. Lin Qinglong jumped out. Unexpectedly, outside the courtyard wall were people from the government, who surrounded Lin Qinglong heavily and rushed to him with his teeth and claws.

The mirror fairy said, "Lost the silver!"

Lin Qinglong touched it in his arms and grabbed a large handful of silver and threw it out.

When those officials saw these many white silver, hesitating for a moment, Lin Qinglong slipped sideways through the seams like a loach!

Those officials came to their senses and wanted to go, but they were slapped to the ground by He Songyang and scolded, "Dog slave, can you only see that little money in your eyes?"

Lin Qinglong took the opportunity to escape.

He took a breath and turned to the street. Unexpectedly, several officials dressed up rushed to Lin Qinglong.

Lin Qinglong said to himself, "Why is there so much difference in this official!?" In fact, this time, He Songyang had arranged a lot of ambush near the inn to stop Shen Tuzi. Unexpectedly, Shen Tuzi somehow disappeared, so these ambushs became carefully prepared for Lin Qinglong.

Those officials all have kung fu, which is different from ordinary market hooligans. Although they have been desolate for a long time, the fat is gradually growing, and they are no longer agile as usual, but there is also a hidden degree of law between jumps and jumps.

Lin Qinglong saw that they were coming fiercely. He hurriedly short and drilled through an official's leg.

For a while, several officials and Lin Qinglong took two laps like tigers and rabbits.

One of the officials suddenly made a "sulty swallow flying", his legs were cut, came to Cu Liang Xiao, his left knee was slightly bent, and his right leg was also tiger and windy, and his voice was deterrreating.

Lin Qinglong was swept over his head by him, and his scalp ached.

The official almost swept away his leg, bullied Lin Qinglong's short size, shouted loudly, took the opportunity to split his legs, raised his leg over the top, and struggled to split Lin Qinglong.

Lin Qinglong simply lay on the ground, rolled twice, and escaped from the crowd.

Looking at more and more people chasing, all of them are in official costumes. Lin Qinglong traveled all the way through the streets and alleys, but unexpectedly he was cut off everywhere and the road was blocked.

He ran around the city without a door, and suddenly took advantage of the chaos and rushed out of the gate.

The gate guard saw that many officials were chasing the child. People and others rushed to Lin Qinglong like a hungry wolf. Lin Qinglong grabbed him in his arms and threw out a few pieces of silver. The guard only saw a flash of silver light and thought it was a hidden weapon. He quickly dodged, and Lin Qinglong took the opportunity to escape.

Just after leaving the city, I heard the sound of horses' hoofs.

Lin Qinglong looked back and only saw a few fast horses carrying catchers and rushed straight to this side.

Do you dare to ambush a cavalry?

He Songyang promised that whoever catches this child will be rewarded. Everyone has been competing for the first time, and everyone is shouting and rushing up.

After all, how can Lin Qinglong run over a high-headed horse without Zhenqi and flying sword? Seeing that he couldn't escape, he was anxious and panicked. He was at a loss. He only heard the mirror fairy say, "Dril into the bush!"

Lin Qinglong looked around and saw that there was indeed a dense bush on the edge of the road. He bent down and crawled in, but after climbing a few steps, he suddenly felt a tingling in the back of his hand. Looking up, the bush was densely full of thorns, long and sharp, extremely sharp.

Lin Qinglong said angrily, "Mirror Fairy! Do you want me to drill into this bush to kill me? After saying that, he had to withdraw from the bushes.

The mirror fairy snorted coldly, "You fool, the sharper the thorn is, the more the horses are afraid to rush. If those people want to catch you, they have to endure the pain and move forward like you. If those catchers can't bear this hardship, you can escape! However, I guess that Shen Tuzi is nearby. When he sees you covered in blood, he will definitely save you.

Lin Qinglong looked at those people approaching. There was no better way, so he had to be ruthless and drill into the depths of the bushes. Listen to you for a moment! If not, I'll settle with you!"

Those horses really didn't want to step in the bush. They hissed and couldn't stop. The catchers got off their horses one after another, grabbed their knives and guns, and stabbed Lin Qinglong in the bushes. They saw knives and guns dancing wildly and buzzing.

Suddenly, a single knife swept across Lin Qinglong's waist and shocked him into a cold sweat. He panicked and had to drill in and ignored the sharp thorns.

As a result, there were clusters of thorns on all sides, which made him covered with blood.

Finally, he passed through the bushes, and Lin Qinglong's face was full of scars.

There was no chase. It seems that those catchers were also helpless about the thorns, and they were ruthless to test the danger.

Lin Qinglong just breathed a sigh of relief, got up, patted the dirt on his body, and said to himself, "I'm really miserable to make it like this."

Jingxian suddenly shouted, "Someone is coming!" It's not Shen Butzi!"

Lin Qinglong looked around and saw a short-bearded man slowly coming out of the road. He was not tall or short. His little hat was in blue. It was He Songyang, the majestic catcher in the inn just now!

This guy used to be ranked among the top three in the martial arts conference and famous detectives in Luzhou. At this moment, he looked at Lin Qinglong with a kind face, and there was no danger at all. He smiled and said, "Little baby, run again. Why don't you run away?"

Who doesn't know that he hides a knife in his smile? Lin Qinglong snorted coldly, swept He Songyang with yin and yang eyes, and said in his heart, "Oh no! He turned out to be a monk! It seems that my ability is not inferior to me. Jingxian, tell me what to do? Do you want to fight with him? Will Shen Butzi find out my skills?"

This time, Jingxian hesitated and said, "This... I don't know. It's up to you."

Looking at He Songyang approaching, Lin Qinglong began to hesitate.

Do it?

Or continue to disguise?

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