Back Off, Let Me Come

"Why are you alone at the night watch?"

The leader of the official dispatch came back from a round of inspection and found that there was one less subordinate standing guard at night.

"He, a female prisoner is looking for him, and he is in Ruanxiang at the moment."

The subordinate pointed in the direction of Xiaopo, and winked to show his superior.

This kind of thing is not uncommon on the distribution road.

If the prisoner wants to suffer less, he must either be called by his superiors to take care of him, or have relatives pay for them. If he has neither, he can only use his own body as capital to bribe officials.

Gong's family was confiscated, and his colleagues and students in the past couldn't protect themselves, how could they have the energy to take care of them?

There is only one way for the female prisoner to go.

Or say it's a beautiful job.

The leader of the official mission naturally knows this unspoken rule.

"How long has he been away?"

"Only for a while."

"Hmph, AWOL!"

"However, it should be over at that kid's speed. His speed is fast and it won't take much time."

Hearing this, the official sent the leader to twitch the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold back, pretending to be serious and put on a face.

"Tell him when he comes back—add another hour to the vigil!"

After waiting for a while, no one came back.

Could it be that the kid really got a useful folk remedy from where to cure his hidden disease?

The officer couldn't sit still, seeing the prisoners sleeping like dead pigs one by one, and was not afraid that they would take the opportunity to escape, so he got up quietly and followed Shen Tang and the others in their direction.

Listen to the movement, if the two of them are almost over, I can just go up and take a shift.

When he got close to Xiaopo, he vaguely had an ominous premonition.

The movement here is too abnormal!

There is neither a warm panting nor a beating that excites the spirit, but only the noisy ensemble of insects and the night wind blowing the weeds.

"Old Zhou? Old Zhou, are you—"

He suppressed his uneasiness, quickly stepped forward to push aside the dense weeds, and called his colleagues by name.

Soon the sound stopped abruptly.

He looked down at what he stepped on—

an arm!

Through the dark night, he managed to recognize that the strangely twisted neck of the male corpse was exactly what he called "Old Zhou"!

"Dead, dead!"

His exclamation attracted the leader of the official mission.

The person is completely dead, but the body is as warm and soft as a living person, and it is not much cold, so it can be seen that he died not for a while.

The leader of the official messenger checked the broken neck and wrist again. The marks should have been broken instantly by someone, and the strength of his fingers and hands was extremely terrifying. It's just that, if the corpse showed signs of gallantry but was killed without even a decent resistance, the murderer's strength must be higher than that of a low-level public official.

"Where is the female prisoner? Has her body been found?"

Seeing that the corpse was looted, what did the leader of the official dispatch think.

The subordinate replied: "No, I didn't find her, only Lao Zhou."

The official leader: "..."

The man died, and the female prisoner disappeared?

Someone robbed a prisoner?

With this guess, his face turned black.

"Go back and keep an eye on those prisoners! If there are suspicious people, kill them immediately!"

"yes!"

The chief of the official mission chased after the trail left by Shen Tang, and after a while, he saw a blurry figure running in the dark.

He took the bow and arrow without hesitation.

The arrow left the string and shot at Shen Tang's vest.

There is no suspense about killing a female prisoner with this arrow.

Unexpectedly, the female prisoner seemed to have eyes on her back, and she rolled to the right at the moment when the arrow was about to hit, avoiding it in a dangerous way.

"I didn't expect there to be such a slippery fish like you!" He steered the horse over the top of Shen Tang's head, tightened the reins, and the horse's hooves stood firmly, blocking her way. Then, sneak in with female criminals and take the opportunity to escape, Thief Gong has a good plan!"

The male prisoners of the Gong family who were confiscated, regardless of their age, were abolished from Danfu.

First, to prevent the prisoners from being able to escape, and second, to prevent them from seeking revenge in the future.

The prisoner in front of him was alone, and there was no one to respond. It should be "Shen Tang" who used his appearance as a bait to lure him out, and then took advantage of his laxity to sneak attack and kill him.

But no matter how slack the low-ranking official is, it is not something that a female stream can kill in an instant. Looking at the wound again, it can be concluded that this person must have a literary heart or a bravery.

It is known that women are impossible, so the "female prisoner" in front of him is naturally a man.

A male prisoner who has been in the team of female criminals for so long and has not been discovered, no need to guess, it must be the Gong prisoners who shielded each other and protected "him".

From the above, it can be seen that this person has a very important status and weight in the Gong family. Such an important fish that slipped through the net ran away, how could he go back to do business?

In the blink of an eye, he came up with a logical conjecture.

Shen Tang got up from the ground.

With a bah, he spat out the sand that was sticking to the corner of his mouth.

Just heard the words of the chief of the official dispatch.

What do you mean she borrowed the convenience of a man and a woman?

Still calling her "Gong Thief"?

Don't bully her because she has no memory right now, just add a character to her casually!

"Oh, what do you want then?"

After Shen Tang finished speaking, she accidentally pulled the wound on her cheek, and the fine stinging pain made her gasp - she was too hasty to dodge just now, her cheek was scorched by the gravel and gravel on the ground, it was so hot that she could tell it was bleeding even without touching it - —The eyes are always locked on the enemy.

"Go back with me, and save your dog's life."

Shen Tang was amused by these words: "Spare my dog's life? I think it's you fucking shit!"

It looks ugly, but it's beautiful!

"Since we can't agree on an agreement, then—" the official leader didn't get angry, but concentrated his energy, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Swords, swords, halberds, bows, crossbows and spears—kill!"

Shen Tang: "... Huh?"

What's the meaning?

What are you thinking about suddenly?

As soon as the question popped into my mind, the next second I saw the longbow in the hand of the official sentry leader turn into a cross halberd.

The long halberd was nearly ten feet away, and the sharp point of the gun was aimed straight at her face, without any martial ethics.

Shen Tang was startled by this turn of events, tilted his head back, and dodged the fatal blow.

Weapons are one inch long and one inch stronger.

The strange long halberd nearly one foot in length was in the hands of the chief official, and it was danced so densely that the spear shadows were dense and watertight. They were either struck horizontally or stabbed straight, as if directed by the arm, while Shen Tang was unarmed.

According to this situation, not to mention running for your life, you are simply being a living target for others, and you can die from exhaustion.

As for the setting of turning science into a weapon after reading a few sentences——

She knows how the horse under this guy's crotch got here.

Could the world be more unscientific? ? ?

puff!

The tip of the halberd rubbed against her left arm and plunged into the soil, making her scalp numb. If Cai had reacted more slowly, this straight blow would definitely have pierced her heart right through!

"Guns, swords, halberds, bows and crossbows..."

With her life hanging by a thread, she dodges and treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor, to see if she can conjure up a weapon—although women in this world can't develop a martial arts heart, why can't she be an exception? As a time traveler, when encountering the opening of hell, the basic guarantee should be given to her, right?

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the stabbing halberd.

The leader of the official dispatch mocked: "You are such an ant, you can't control yourself!"

Shen Tang: "..."

In memory, it seems that no one can make her feel so frustrated except the editor! When the halberd stabbed again, she grabbed the tip of the spear with her bare hands in anger, and pulled it angrily.

"Is that enough?"

The nameless anger rolled and burned in his chest, stirring up a piece of text that suddenly emerged.

Intuition told her that this text might be the key to breaking the situation. The content is like this -

[The sword in the loving mother's hand...]

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