Dapeng gasped heavily, his eyes rolled restlessly, not knowing what words to use to explain his words and deeds.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Zhao Xiaotian continued, "Maybe you really wanted to kill him when I first met Mrs. Murong, and I also saw that you had such signs, but when you saw that Mrs. Murong was close to me, you let go of your hand. Why? Do you think that the fool's eyes are full of fools?"

"I didn't!" Dapeng turned his head and held the steering wheel desperately with both hands.

Although the weather in China is already autumn, Guangdong is located on the southern coast, and people's clothes are mainly cool and very thin.

Dapeng was wearing a pair of trousers bought by Zhao Xiaotian, and only had a tight shirt on his upper body. If he had a pistol hidden, he would definitely be discovered by anyone. Such clothes can be seen from a distance even if he puts a pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

"No, Xiaotian, have you read it wrong? Where can Dapeng fire a pistol?" Rong Xueli looked at Dapeng, and she couldn't find where to bulge it.

Scorpion was right next to him. Although he hadn't spoken, he was listening. From the perspective of his many years of military personnel, even the smallest gun could see the clues in his body. He didn't understand what Zhao Xiaotian meant, and Zhao Xiaotian had a lot of tricks, which might be a false accusation.

Zhao Xiaotian looked at Dapeng first and said, "I am a doctor, and you also see my methods. The doctor not only knows how to take pulses, but also smells the smell. You have a wound on your body that smells bad, right?"

He did not talk about the gun problem, but instead went around the corner and said that his body was smelly. An Xiaozhu and Rong Xueli subconsciously sniffed it, and there was no smell.

Sweat beads slowly emerged from the tip of Dapeng's nose, staring coldly in front of him without saying a word.

Zhao Xiaotian sneered: "I have walked through many villages before, and I remember an old man in a village told a story. It was said that a long time ago, the emperor was a tyrant, and the people were in trouble and wanted to assassinate him. Later, the emperor went out for a trip and settled in a restaurant. In order to protect the emperor's safety, the guards in the palace had to take off their clothes and verify their true colors..."

Although An Xiaozhu and Rong Xueli didn't know what Zhao Xiaotian was talking about, they turned around and his sweat had slowly dripped down.

"The waiter wants to order dishes for the emperor, so he has already experienced his body. However, as soon as he approached the emperor, he suddenly pulled out a bright dagger and stabbed it in the emperor's abdomen. The emperor was not dead, but he has never left the palace since then. The waiter was naturally dismembered by Wuma after failure. However, he was respected by the whole of China because his plan was very comprehensive, and the place where the dagger was hidden was also hidden!"

As Zhao Xiaotian spoke, Dapeng lowered his head and lay on the steering wheel.

An Xiaozhu, Rong Xueli and Scorpio had never heard of this story. They were very curious about where the waiter hid the dagger.

"Where are you hiding? Tell me!" An Xiaozhu urged Zhao Xiaotian.

"Hehe, this..."

Before Zhao Xiaotian finished speaking, a little girl in a skirt stood at the door, holding a lollipop in her mouth, shook her head, and sighed: "I don't know this, how simple. Find a doctor in the martial arts world, cut a three-inch-long wound on his arm, hollow out the blood and flesh inside, put the dagger in, and after the skin outside heals, you can only see a shallow scar that will not affect the movement of the arm. When you want to use it, push it slightly, and the dagger cuts the skin of the arm, and you will naturally take it out, stupid."

An Xiaozhu and Rong Xueli were shocked. Let’s not talk about whether this method was guessed correctly by Coco. It is unheard of just talking about this way of hiding a murder weapon, and it is simply extremely cruel.

How much hatred does one have to choose this method? They are frightened by hearing it.

What's even more surprising is that when Shen Keke said this, she kept holding a lollipop. Don't she feel disgusted? Empty the flesh and blood in her arms... Is this a trick that people think of?

Even though An Xiaozhu used to be a little witch, she felt disgusting in this way.

Zhao Xiaotian nodded, gave Shen Keke a thumbs up, and said to Dapeng: "You are a little limp when you walk. I guess you hid your pistol in your calf, right? And the wound has not healed yet, so you can tear it open at any time, and then shoot it without any warning. But what I don't understand is, since you can take revenge on your gun, why do you still have to borrow my hand?"

He has many opportunities to shoot, and as long as the gunshot sounds, the Murong family will naturally fall into a pool of blood. No matter who it is, as long as he dies, he can take revenge. Zhao Xiaotian has been waiting for him to shoot, and one of them died. He can do a lot of things in the chaos. Whether Dapeng dies depends on his luck.

But after waiting for a long time, Zhao Xiaotian finally lost confidence in Dapeng.

Dapeng punched the steering wheel and stared at Zhao Xiaotian viciously: "It's all your fault. As long as you don't save Old Mrs. Murong, the Murong family will definitely be over. Now you still want to accuse it of my fault! What a joke!"

Zhao Xiaotian shook his head and said, "I thought you wanted to kill the Murong family. After hearing what you said, it seems that your purpose is not the only one. You are attracted to the Murong family's property. The mayfly shakes the big tree and the mantis arm is a chariot. Who do you think you are? You are overestimating your ability!"

Dapeng smiled miserably and said, "Yes, I am overestimating my abilities. But if you don't save the old man, there is this possibility. My plan is perfect, and you have ruined it!"

"You go, I don't want to see you, so you can do it yourself." Zhao Xiaotian shook his head. He had given Dapeng a lot of opportunities, but this person had lost his mind and did not cherish it.

Dapeng got out of the car, threw it hard onto the car door, pointed at Zhao Xiaotian and said, "One day, you will know that I am right and you are wrong!"

After saying that, he laughed and walked towards the path.

Rong Xueli didn't react for a while and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Shen Keke supported the car door with one hand, jumped into the back seat as light as a swallow, sat between An Xiaozhu and Rong Xueli, and said, "He just had a disease called ignorance, and it was beyond help."

Zhao Xiaotian turned around and nodded, "Little guy, you're so skillful!"

"I am your elder!" Shen Keke wrapped his hands around his chest, looking arrogant.

"But your dad is not here."

"Then I am your elder too."

"Do you care so much about traditional etiquette? It's no need, it's what era it is..." Zhao Xiaotian said bitterly and couldn't accept the most was that people younger than him were elders, and it made people laugh at them when they were spread.

"Yes, is the first thing that the disciples of the five Chinese sects need to learn?" Shen Keke took out the lollipop in his mouth and pointed at Zhao Xiaotian's forehead.

"That's right, but you will suffer a loss if you respect etiquette too much."

"I'm not afraid of losing." Shen Keke laughed. Although he was small, he had many ideas. In order to follow Zhao Xiaotian and An Xiaozhu, she could only use the shape of an elder. Only in this way, Zhao Xiaotian had no right to interfere. And they also had to serve Keke well because this was etiquette.

"Disciple Zhao Xiaotian, pay homage to the uncle of the master." Zhao Xiaotian suddenly knelt on the leather seat of Ferrari and kowtowed three times to Coco in the back seat.

Not only Shen Keke, but An Xiaozhu and Rong Xueli were also stunned. This was too sudden. Should they change so quickly?

And An Xiaozhu deeply understands that Zhao Xiaotian changed his face so quickly, which is definitely not an ordinary gift, and there must be some weirdness here.

"Be good." Shen Keke giggled, held Zhao Xiaotian with his little hands and helped him up.

Zhao Xiaotian did not get up, but raised his head, reached out his hands in front of Shen Keke, and looked at the other party with thoughtful smile.

Shen Keke didn't understand at first, but after thinking about Zhao Xiaotian's previous words, he immediately pulled his face to the point of darkness. The lollipop in his mouth was bitten to pieces with a "crack" and chewed crunch.

"Did I say you will suffer a loss? Do you still want to be an elder?" Zhao Xiaotian put his hands flat and placed them in Shen Keke's chest steadily, ignoring the other party's surface anger.

"No wonder Dad said you scheming, it seems that I am really too young."

This sentence came from the mouth of a little loli, and Rong Xueli next to her was shocked. What happened to this era? Why do adults make childish mistakes one by one, and children are old-fashioned.

Zhao Xiaotian smiled and looked like a scoundrel.

Shen Keke touched her body and took out a note with a row of small words on it.

Although they were very close, Rong Xueli and An Xiaozhu couldn't understand the words on the note, but they just vaguely recognized that this might be a Chinese font, yes or not, and they looked like it or not.

Shen Keke bit his lip, looked at the notes with his hands trembling, staring at Zhao Xiaotian fiercely, and made a fuss in his heart, putting the notes in Zhao Xiaotian's hand.

Zhao Xiaotian took it, looked at the words on the note, smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle, I'm not polite."

He put away the notes and patted them on his pocket, looking at Shen Keke proudly.

Shen Keke's chest was rising one after another, staring at the back of Zhao Xiaotian's head and clenched his fists.

"Zhao Xiaotian! I will make you worse than death sooner or later, and I will dare to cheat me!"

"You insisted on insisting, I didn't force it." Zhao Xiaotian smiled, ignored Shen Keke, and said to Scorpion: "Brother Scorpion, please drive, let's go!"

The Scorpion nodded and started the Ferrari and ran all the way.

Zhao Xiaotian sat in the passenger seat, took out the notes and looked at them carefully. After looking up and thinking about it, he kissed the notes and turned around and stuck out his tongue at Shen Keke.

An Xiaozhu pulled Lashen Coco and asked, "Coco, what is that note? Is that Chinese character?"

Before Shen Keke's anger had subsided, he nodded and said, "It's Xiaozhuan."

"Why are you so angry? What is that?" Rong Xueli also asked curiously.
Chapter completed!