Chapter 11 Ambush

Wu Zhixian lashed his horsewhip hard, and shouted sharply, "They are all dead people, why are you so stunned, why don't you put out the fire for this county!"

Seeing the healthy horse under Wu Zhixian's crotch raising its hooves and about to run, Zhou Shirong, who fell back on the horse's back, suddenly took the reins of Wu Zhixian.

When Zhou Shirong made a move, the steed under Wu Zhixian's crotch had already vacated, Zhou Shirong stretched out his big hand as tender as white jade, and the vacated steed couldn't break free, and was firmly pushed back to the ground.

Such supernatural power immediately shocked the audience, and Wu Zhixian's face became even more pale.

"The fire is raging, even if it is rescued, it is just a remnant of water, it is better to burn it up!"

Zhou Shirong's voice was as cold as a knife's edge, "Ma Zhao, go, and clean up all the ants within a radius of five miles!"

"hiss!"

Wu Zhixian gasped.

He thought to himself, "Although there are countless figures walking around the raging fire in the distance, how can it be that they are robbing the Zhou family's finances, maybe they are fighting the fire? How can they kill with one word? This is the jurisdiction of this county!"

Zhou Shirong cast a cold glance at Wu Zhixian, "My family suffered such a catastrophe, and these people couldn't give first aid. The crime is already serious. Shouldn't they be killed?"

Wu Zhixian made quick calculations in his mind, "Zhou Daoqian is not what he used to be. He has long been one of the four hall masters of the Lingxiao Pavilion, and his status is extraordinary. Zhou Shirong looks like a gentleman, but he is actually arrogant. I just want to stop him. If he can't tell the other party, he has to insist on it. It may not be possible to save his servants. If he doesn't say it, he will hate Zhou Daogan in vain. This account is not worth it."

After the calculation was settled, Wu Zhixian said sternly, "Of course we should be killed! Catcher Zhao, take your men and horses, cooperate with Mr. Ma, and encircle him. Within a radius of five miles, no one will be left behind!"

In an instant, the hooves of the horses slammed, and the long swords were unsheathed. A cavalry team formed by more than a dozen people rushed forward with the momentum of thousands of troops.

As the cavalry team went, Wu Zhixian suddenly remembered something, frowned and said, "Brother, such a big fire, I'm afraid it's not an accident, I'm afraid Uncle Zun's family..."

He is an old magistrate, and he has experienced as many tragedies as two palms. The Zhou family has such a family, how could it be just caused by a fire once it was reduced to ashes.

There is a saying that murder is set on fire, but killing is done before setting fire.

Zhou Shirong said with a blank expression, "Life and death are fate, good fortune and misfortune are in the sky. My uncle is over fifty years old. He is not considered a young man. He is half a body bell ringing a tripod. He is extremely honorable and enjoys what others have never enjoyed. What is the pity to pass away now? As for my cousin, he is not good enough to be successful. He is a prodigal son, and he is just a rice bug.

Wu Zhixian's face was full of astonishment, even if he broke his brain, he never thought that Zhou Shirong would say such cruel and heartless words, so he was stunned for a while.

"Hateful, hateful, audacious!"

Zhou Shirong patted the saddle lightly and muttered, his handsome face was distorted when he spoke.

Wu Zhixian was extremely puzzled, and thought, "Since you don't feel sorry for your uncle's family, why are you so angry?"

While he was wondering, Zhou Shirong gritted his teeth and said, "In Guang'an, a dog of my Zhou family is worthy of being a prince. Now, if someone dares to paw at my Zhou family, no matter who it is, just wait to experience all the hardships in the world!"

Wu Zhixian was speechless.

On the road to the west, a man in blue came galloping, running extremely fast, carrying billowing smoke and dust, he arrived in front of him in an instant, fell to the ground with a thud, and cried, "Young master, you are back, master...young master...they...ahhhhhhhhhhh..."

Wu Zhixian was worried that this massacre would become a case of no one. Zhou’s family member escaped in front of him. At least he had to find some clues. He was overjoyed and rolled off his horse.

"The murderer is me!"

boom! The man in Tsing Yi exploded into trouble, swung his palm violently, and hit Wu Zhixian on the top of his head with his palm, but with a click, his skull collapsed and blood gushed, Wu Zhixian didn't even groan, and fell to the ground dead.

Needless to say, the man in green was undoubtedly Xu Yi.

It turned out that Xu Yi stole two red money cakes from the old man Zhou's study, and after setting fire to them, he was about to flee when the sound of thunderous hooves came to his ears.

He climbed a nearby ancient tree, climbed up to see him off, and immediately saw a horse team attacking, and then looked further away, his gaze immediately locked on Zhou Shirong's face.

Although he had never met Zhou Shirong, how could he not know which family Zhou Shirong came from based on the handsome faces of Zhou Shirong and Mr. Zhou who were five points alike.

As soon as he guessed Zhou Shirong's identity, Xu Yi couldn't help but feel excited. The Zhou family was divided into two branches, one was Old Master Zhou and the other was Zhou Daogan.

Mrs. Zhou has only one son, obviously Zhou Shirong must be Zhou Daoqian's evil seed.

Xu Yi hated the Zhou family deeply, if he really wanted to find a point of hatred, Zhou Daoqian would be the one.

The Xu family's blood feud and tragic fate can be said to have been created by Zhou Daoqian.

Xu Yi knew that with his current abilities alone, he was no match for Zhou Daogan's finger, but he couldn't kill Zhou Daogan. Slaughtering his evil seed would surely make the old thief taste the heart-wrenching feeling.

With this in mind, Xu Yi climbed down the tree, found a secluded place, made a grave from the soil, lit three sticks of incense sticks, placed the heads of Zhou's father and son in front of the grave, knelt down to worship the dead ancestors, stood up, kicked the heads of Zhou's father and son into the fire, avoided the cavalry, and ran towards Zhou Shirong.

Xu Yi's calculations were very precise. He never underestimated Zhou Shirong. He knew that Zhou Shirong was the son of Zhou Daoqian.

Sure enough, the bullying opponent didn't know his identity, so he managed to bully him close, violently attacked, and killed Wu Zhixian, who was also at the pinnacle of physical training, with one blow.

It's a long story, but in fact Xu Yi slaughtered the county magistrate of Wu, but in the blink of an eye, Zhou Shirong was listening to the truth, and a sudden change occurred.

Xu Yi struck down with his palm, his body was like fluttering catkins, and with a flash of light, he was in front of Zhou Shirong, a pair of iron fists blasted out like thunder, seeing that the iron fists had already stained Zhou Shirong's white clothes, the strength of the punches was about to hit the spot.

What a Zhou Shirong, his body disappeared out of thin air, he was really a ghost, without a trace.

This shock made Xu Yi's spine numb instantly. He knew how fast his punch was, and he almost threw it with all his strength. Even if he was in Zhou Shirong's position, he was determined to avoid it.

Thunder struck Xu Yizheng's heart, and the wind whistled behind his ears. The powerful energy pierced his whole body with chills, like a needle prick.