Chapter 177: Wanxing Mohuo burns Qingniu Gang, Wang Xingwang is forced to ask the secret
Wan Xingmo was lying on the roof of the thatched hut. There were several guards standing at the cell door. He arrived at an unfortunate time and happened to catch Wang Xingwang making his move.
It was obviously too late for him to break into the door at this time. Not to mention that it would take time to deal with the guards at the door. If he attracted the attention of the Qingniu Gang and got into bigger trouble, they would be doomed for the day. After all, he could not defeat the huge number of Qingniu Gang with his own fists.
Wan Xingmo didn't have time to think about it. If he delayed for a moment, Wan Laosan would have died.
He held his breath and poured his inner strength into his palms. With a low roar, the thatched roof was as soft as tofu in his hands. He pierced through a big hole in it. He also held the sword in his hand and fell down from the hole headfirst like an awl.
The man hadn't arrived yet, but the sword had already arrived, and it knocked the dagger out of Wang Xingwang's hand, and at the same time the sword cut off Wang Xingwang's tendons.
Wan Laosan had already closed his eyes and waited for death, but the pain did not come, but Wang Xingwang's painful wails were heard.
Wan Laosan quickly opened his eyes and saw a person falling from the roof. It was Wan Xingmo.
In the firelight, Wan Xingmo was dressed in black, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his black hair tied up high, and he stood tall and slender in front of Wan Laosan.
Wan Lao San exclaimed: "Mo'er? Why are you here?"
Then Wan Laosan was so excited that tears came to his eyes. He finally didn't have to die.
Wan Xingmo kept his eyes on Wang Xingwang who was rolling on the ground in pain, while comforting Wan Laosan.
"Uncle San, are you okay?"
"Mo'er, I'm fine. You came just in time. If you were a little later, Third Uncle would have died here."
Wan Laosan's heart was still pounding at this time. He had just had a close brush with death.
Wan Xingmo nodded calmly, then strode forward and knocked Wang Xingwang unconscious with a palm.
The person outside heard the shouting from inside the house and was about to go in to see what was going on, but was stopped by another person.
"Don't mind your own business. You just got here. It's like this in here. Anyone who comes in here will suffer all kinds of punishments. You won't die. Don't worry. Let's go have a drink. There's some noise in here. You'll get used to it."
Several guards outside went directly to the room nearby to drink. It was so cold, and no one could stand standing in the cold wind all night. Most of them would secretly drink some wine to warm themselves up. As long as it did not interfere with their work, the manager above would turn a blind eye. Sometimes the manager would do the same, and everyone understood it tacitly.
After Wang Xingwang was knocked unconscious, the room instantly became quiet.
"Uncle San, I'll untie you right now."
The sword in Wan Xingmo's hand flashed, and the rope behind Wan Laosan broke. He had been tied for quite a long time, and his wrists and ankles were a little swollen.
But it didn't affect his walking.
"Mo'er, thank you, Third Uncle."
Wan Laosan bowed to Wan Xingmo, and Wan Xingmo quickly pulled Wan Laosan up.
"Uncle San, we haven't left yet, and this man has a secret. I plan to take him away with me. He is still a wanted criminal."
"Ah? How are we going to get out with him?"
Wan Xingmo listened to the noise outside and found that the guards outside had left.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Uncle San, I'll take you out first, then come in and take him out. We are now at the westernmost part of the Qingniu Gang, so we don't have to worry about avoiding patrols."
After Wan Xingmo finished speaking, he had already opened the wooden door. There were torches everywhere outside, which were roaring in the cold wind.
Wan Laosan followed Wan Xingmo out of the cell.
"Uncle San, I'll carry you."
"Mo'er, I can walk by myself. I don't need you to carry me."
"Uncle San, I want to climb over the wall, can you do it?"
Wan Laosan did not refuse and lay obediently on Wan Xingmo's back. Wan Xingmo jumped onto the roof.
Wan Laosan was startled and almost screamed, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands.
Wan Xingmo quickly sent his men out of the Qingniu Gang's territory, found a relatively secluded place, hid Wan Laosan, and then quickly returned to bring Wang Xingwang.
Fortunately, Wang Xingwang showed no signs of waking up. After several months of torture, Wang Xingwang had become skin and bones. At this time, Wan Xingmo grabbed the collar from behind and dragged him out.
Wan Xingmo glanced at the pile of firewood covering the cell, it was this pile of firewood that was wasting his time. He glanced at the torch next to it and kicked the torch. The torch was thrown high into the air. He jumped up, turned on his toes, turned the torch in the right direction, and kicked it towards the firewood pile.
They were all dry firewood, and when they met the open flame, coupled with the strong wind at night, the flames quickly jumped up.
Wan Xingmo took a cold look at the pile of firewood that was burning more and more vigorously, turned around, picked up Wang Xingwang and left the Qingniu Gang.
The firewood pile burned more and more vigorously, and accompanied by the northeast wind, it burned straight towards the southwest corner.
This area was full of thatched huts, including utility rooms, granaries, and armories. When the fire first spread, no one noticed it. The guards were drinking, and with the door closed, they could not see what was happening outside.
It was not until the fire gradually grew and spread to the roof that it attracted the attention of the patrolmen.
"The fire is coming! The fire is coming!"
But the fire was so big, and there was only a small path between the huts. The wind was strong at night, and the flames quickly spread to other roofs. In a moment, the whole row of thatched huts was burned down.
Even the secret cell was destroyed along with the fire.
Wan Laosan saw the flames rising into the sky from afar and was worrying about Wan Xingmo's safety when he saw a figure approaching quickly against the flames. He was holding a person in his hand.
"Mo'er? Is that you?"
"Uncle San, it's me."
Hearing Wan Xingmo's voice, Wan Laosan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Wan Xingmo took a few steps to Wan Laosan and threw Wang Xingwang directly to the ground.
"Mo'er, did you really bring him out? He's a wanted criminal, are you planning to hand him over to the court?"
Wan Xingmo shook his head. "Uncle San, I saved your life today. Can you keep it a secret for me? Don't tell anyone else that Wang Xingwang is in my hands."
Although Wan Laosan didn't know what Wan Xingmo was going to do, he was a tight-lipped man, and Wan Xingmo saved him, so he should agree to Wan Xingmo's conditions.
"Mo'er, don't worry, I won't tell anyone, not even my mother. Third Uncle is very tight-lipped. We are the only ones who know about this. If there is a third person who knows, go find Third Uncle."
Wan Xingmo then nodded.
He looked down at Wang Xingwang who was unconscious on the ground, and the sword in his hand instantly stabbed into Wang Xingwang's good leg.
Wang Xingwang was awakened by severe pain. He opened his eyes and found that it was pitch black around him and a cold wind was blowing. He couldn't help but shrink his neck.
He just came back from outside today. When he got back to the Qingniu Gang, he only had time to have a hot meal with Ji Zongquan. The meal was all meat, which made his belly full. After the meal, he went to deal with Wan Lao San. He didn't even change his clothes and was still wearing the same tattered cotton jacket.
At this moment, a cold wind blew and he shivered all over.
Then a voice came from above his head, "What secret do you know? Tell me the truth, or you will go to the underworld with your secret and your body."
It was a cold voice, without any emotion, but to Wang Xingwang it was more terrifying than the King of Hell. Wasn't this voice coming from the person who had just come down from the roof?
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