Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

At the same time, Xin Ye also arrived at the study, but his luck was not as good as Yan Yiyi's. The wind direction was not right, so he had to think of another way.

In a one-on-one fight, whether he can defeat a dozen guards alone is secondary. The important thing is that the fight will attract more guards. At that time, he will be alone against a hundred, and he will definitely not be able to win by real kung fu.

There are secret guards hiding in the trees. If I show up casually, it might alert the enemy and not only put my own safety at risk but also implicate my wife. What should I do?

At this time, Yan Yiyi's voice came from Xin Ye's headset: "Aye, I've finished it here, how's your situation?"

Xin Ye did not feel the slightest bit of frustration that he was weaker than his wife. Instead, he took the opportunity to complain, "Wife, the wind is blowing in the wrong direction. God is deliberately trying to make things difficult for me and not letting us complete our mission."

Tiandao: You little bastard, you dare to put all the blame on me. Do you really think I won’t do anything to you?

Yan Yiyi's train of thought was immediately mislead by Xin Ye. She thought that Xin Ye's luck was indeed not that good. Even though it was not at a negative level now, it had not exceeded double digits.

Yan Yiyi would not directly ask God to settle the score, after all, she really didn't have that ability.

"Wait, I'll come find you soon."

"Well, wife, be careful."

After finishing the call with Yan Yiyi, Xin Ye observed the situation below again. He had no experience in robbing or stealing, and he was alone, so he was really confused for a moment.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Yan Yiyi came over and lay on the high roof tiles together with Xin Ye. The two dark figures blended into the night and did not appear abrupt at all.

"Wife~" Xin Ye's tone was full of joy, without any sense of guilt for holding his wife back.

Yan Yiyi observed the situation and found it to be troublesome to deal with so many guards quietly. They should prepare reinforcements and learn from experience.

Just as the two were thinking of other solutions, the wind direction suddenly changed.

The couple looked up at the sky together and blinked, with the same look of doubt.

There is a brightest star in the sky, twinkling, as if it was a sign from God to remind them.

Yan Yiyi and Xin Ye's hands reacted faster than their brains, and taking advantage of a gust of night wind, they sprinkled the powder in their hands.

Mo waited for about ten minutes, and the guards fell to the ground one after another. Someone realized that an assassin was visiting and wanted to send a signal, but his consciousness could not resist the invasion of the drug. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The two men continued to lie down for five minutes in tacit understanding, and after making sure that the person below had fainted, they stood up and clapped their hands. Hearing the sound, the two men looked at each other and smiled.

Without further ado, the two jumped down immediately. Yan Yiyi pried open the door lock skillfully, then changed into high heels and emptied the entire study room without even looking.

Xin Ye checked for loopholes and tried hard to find the secret compartment. It contained account books, land deeds, and indentures of his close associates such as guards and stewards, as well as some letters of collusion between him and some officials.

Take it away, take it away. Even if he can't sell it, he can use it as a handle to hold Mr. Zheng back. Don't leave him a single piece of paper. No, he still leaves him a piece of paper, a note from the phantom thief who has taken the treasure.

It is conceivable what Mr. Zheng’s reaction will be when he sees this note tomorrow.

The two did not leave immediately. Yan Yiyi found a safe place that was neither too far nor too close to where she could clearly see Xin Ye showing off and hid there. She also took out her camera to record this memorable moment.

At this time, Xin Ye had already changed into the same style of clothes as Kidd and was standing on the archway of the courtyard where Master Zheng would rest tonight.

As soon as he appeared in such a conspicuous and strange outfit, he immediately attracted the attention of all the guards, and they immediately drew their swords to attack him.

"How dare you, you bold thief, break into the Zheng family mansion!" the leading guard shouted sternly.

Mr. Zheng was suddenly awakened from his dream by the noise. He immediately got up, walked quickly to the door and opened it. What he saw was a man dressed strangely.

Not only were his clothes strange, he also wore a strange hat, and his hair was short. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could vaguely see that he seemed to be wearing something.

Mr. Zheng's face darkened. He strode forward, put his hands behind his back and asked, "Who are you? What grudge do you have with my Zheng family?"

Xin Ye smiled coldly: "I am Ji De, I sent you a visiting card yesterday and came here today as agreed.

As for grudges?

I have no favors, but I have grievances against those who are rich but unkind, and those who are officials but unkind. "

"You!" Master Zheng pointed at Xin Ye and cursed, "Bah! You claim to be righteous and moral, but you are just greedy for other people's money. You are such a shameless villain, you are not worthy of being a human being!"

Xin Ye spread his hands indifferently: "I don't claim to be a good person, Master Zheng, did you misunderstand?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zheng was so angry that his hand began to tremble as he pointed at Xin Ye. Many insulting words flashed through his mind, but he didn't know which one would be most appropriate.

Without waiting for him to speak, Xin Ye spoke first, "I was just being honest with Master Zheng. You were just one of the people who attacked me. I just happened to be passing by Liangguan County and learned something about Master Zheng. Didn't I send you a visiting card on the same day?"

His tone was flat, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking for him, but Mr. Zheng understood the hidden meaning in his words.

He was just passing by Liangguan County, but he heard people talking about him. Regardless of whether it was true or false, he learned one fact - the Zheng family was the richest family in Liangguan County. To a villain like him, the Zheng family was clearly a big fat sheep, waiting to be slaughtered!

Mr. Zheng was so angry that his blood boiled and his throat seemed to be choked by a bloody smell.

"mean!"

Mr. Zheng suddenly had an idea. He dared to appear in front of them so openly and was not afraid of the guards at home at all. He must be very confident in his skills.

There are many people in the martial arts world who have extraordinary skills and behave eccentrically, which is very consistent with the behavior of the person in front of him.

"As a member of the underworld, if you don't follow the rules, aren't you afraid that the entire underworld will issue a hunting order against you?"

Xin Ye shrugged his shoulders and said, "I am not afraid of the government, so why would I be afraid of the martial arts world? In Mr. Zheng's eyes, is the imperial court weaker than the martial arts world?"

"No, I didn't, don't slander me!" Mr. Zheng was so scared that he quickly denied it. If it got out, wouldn't the court take action against his family?

It just so happens that the imperial court is short of money right now, and he does not want to become a lamb to be slaughtered by the imperial court, especially when it brings shame to the entire family and leads to eternal infamy. He cannot afford it!

At the same time, Mr. Zheng was afraid of Shen Ye. It was not a good idea to make an enemy of such a mysterious and crazy person.

He immediately withdrew his hand that was pointing at Xin Ye, and said in a much more humble tone: "Young man, it's a misunderstanding. Our Zheng family is not unkind because of its wealth, and we have never persecuted the people..."

Xin Ye would not listen to his excuses. If he continued, how would he find an excuse to come over next time?