In the center of the large open space in the center of the town, the second son of the Chen family, who was famous, was tied naked to a thick wooden frame. Beside him was the young man of the Qin family wearing only underwear. Such a strange scene shocked everyone in the town, but no one dared to go out. He could only look through the cracks of the door and windows, looking at the tall man full of fierce murderous intent from afar, biting his fingers and terrifying.

Luo Dacheng stood in the cold morning breeze, waiting patiently, gradually becoming a little anxious, pondering secretly, guessing when those guys would come.

他已经请秦驰在墙上留了字迹,又将他们擒到此处,等着阴氏师徒前来,好将敌人一网打尽,为受伤瘫痪的妻子雪恨.

But when it was dawn and the enemy had not yet arrived, Luo Dacheng gradually became impatient. He stood up, picked up a torch to ignite it, walked to the front of the restaurant, reached out and lit the restaurant, so as to soar into the sky to guide the enemy who was seeking revenge.

When the fire broke out, the Qin family's large group of troops finally came here!

Qin Chi was arrested by him earlier. After the Qin family discovered it, there was a lot of chaos. They searched for the house for a while, and then searched outside. Seeing a fire lit in front of them, they immediately rushed here to see if the young master of his family was here.

The restaurant that caused all the troubles gradually burned, and the fire reached the roof, reflecting the sky in the early morning slightly red.

When the raging flames engulfed the entire restaurant, countless servants ran over in a mess on the street ahead. Some people were holding swords, guns and sticks in their hands. When they saw the scene from afar, they were so shocked that they screamed and rushed over.

Luo Dacheng was patiently waiting for the Yin family master and apprentice, but waited for these servants to come. He didn't want to get involved with them anymore. He kicked Qin Chi over, stepped on him, frowned and shouted: "Stop it all!"

看着他手中钢刀顶在秦驰咽喉上,众家丁都被吓住,呆呆地望着这边,不敢乱动.

Qin Chi, who was both injured, lay on the ground, trembling and crying, with great fear in his heart. He cried to the servants: "Come on, help me!"

When the tip of the knife was pushed into his neck halfway and blood oozed out of the tip of the tip, he was so scared that he immediately changed his words: "No, don't come over! Hurry up, call my father to come, save me, save me!"

On the long street, near the Qin family, there were servants in green clothes and hats everywhere, looking at each other, fearing and panic, and at a loss.

A burst of noise came from behind them, and the servants flashed to both sides, giving way, and lifted a sedan chair from behind, lifting the curtain, and sitting inside a white-haired and white-bearded old man, dressed in luxurious clothes, thin face, and looked anxious.

Seeing Luo Dacheng stepping on Qin Chi from afar, his face lost blood. He hurriedly called out: "Stop the sedan!"

The servant who carried the sedan chair stopped the sedan chair. The old man named Qin on the sedan chair rushed out of the sedan chair and bowed and shouted, "Heroic man! Don't do anything, let me say a word!"

Luo Dacheng raised his head, looked at the old man impatiently, and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, say it!"

Seeing that he did not kill someone, the old man surnamed Qin calmed down slightly and smiled hard and said, "The hero is here, I don't know how the dog offended the hero. Please explain it clearly!"

Luo Dacheng smiled coldly and disdained to pay attention to him. The incident the day before yesterday caused a lot of controversy. How could this old man surnamed Qin not know? He was just pretending to be confused and delaying time.

Seeing that he did not answer, the old man surnamed Qin showed embarrassment, pondered for a moment, and shouted: "The hero's move is just to vent his anger. But the hero is now without any damage, and obviously has never suffered any loss. Why is he still aggressive and unwilling to let me go?"

"Stop!" Luo Dacheng's chest was angry and stabbed Qin Chi's thigh with a fierce slash. With a thud, blood splattered everywhere.

As for Di Liniang’s injury, how could this old man not know about it? He is still pretending to be confused here, which is particularly hateful!

Seeing Qin Chi being injured and screaming, Master Qin also screamed, his face twitched violently, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Heroic Man! Even if Mrs. Zun was slightly injured, my son would not be punished to death! Even if he was sent to the government, he would be sentenced to be exiled to the army. There is no reason to die! You will kill my son today, and Mrs. Zun's health is not much better. It is better to turn swords into jade and silk. I am willing to pay a hundred stakes as compensation. I wonder what the hero wants?"

Luo Dacheng stared at him coldly and said in a cold voice: "You dare to take out these small money to appear! Even my foreigner has heard of the evil things your son has done over the years. How could you not know? Now he says that sins will not kill you. Hehe, if you send your son to the government, you will naturally not die. I am afraid that you will punish me for a death sentence! If you don't teach your adopted son and harm the people, what else can you say now!"

Qin Yuanwai was scolded and sweat broke out from his head. In amazement, he saw his son lying on the ground with blood on his body. He was furious and pointed at Luo Dacheng and cursed: "Thief! You are so brave! Look here, I have countless servants and have surrounded you. What ability do you have to dare to talk to me like this! Why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy? I can still let you have a way out, otherwise, do you think you can fly into the sky?"

Looking back at my eyes, everyone raised their swords and played sticks. It was obvious that there were many people and were extremely powerful. Qin Yuanwai stood up and shouted: "Thief! Let go of my son quickly, otherwise the swords would be used together and you would be killed in vain!"

He was so scared that Qin Chi had already changed his face at Luo Dacheng's feet.

Seeing the murderous aura gradually emerged in Luo Dacheng's eyes, he slowly looked down at him. Qin Chi fell to the ground and looked at Luo Dacheng in fear, saying tremblingly: "Good man, please spare my life! My elders are confused, so they are nonsense, don't listen to him; over the years, all the bad things have been done by Chen Sichang, and they have nothing to do with me!"

Chen Sichang, tied to a wooden rack, stared at Qin Chi with blood-red eyes, glared at him, and screamed, but only the severe pain rose in his mouth. No one could hear clearly what he said.

Qin Chi was not willing to pay attention to him, but cried in a trembling voice: "Grandpa, the two thieves with the surname Yin are all guards of his family. The villain doesn't know them at all. Even if you catch me, they will not pay attention to me! As long as you detain this kid here, the person with the surname Yin will definitely come. Please let me go!"

Luo Dacheng looked at him calmly, and the blade slowly dragged on him, saying, "Since that's the case, it's useless to keep you!"

Hearing this, Qin Chi felt like falling into an ice cellar, screaming loudly, and his voice was sad, as if he was a sad bird.

On the opposite side, when Qin Yuanwai heard this, he said that Luo Dacheng was torturing him, and shouted in anger: "Stop! Why don't a real man have no wives? I can pick ten beautiful maids from the house to give them to you. If you have so many beautiful women, the injured wife will let her die! I will add another ten thousand yuan to you, and you can do as much as you want! My son is delicate. If you dare to hurt him, I will have countless servants. In anger, I will definitely teach you that I will die without a complete body!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Dacheng grabbed Qin Chi with his left hand, raised him high, threw him hard, and threw him towards him!

Luo Dacheng's face was full of hatred, and he opened his mouth and roared angrily. His strong right arm swung his knife in the air in an instant, and the sword light was like lightning, heading straight for Qin Chi's chest and abdomen!

In an instant, blood flashed. Qin Yuanwai watched as the sharp sword swept through Qin Chi's chest and abdomen in a daze. A violent dizziness came. In a trance, something in the sky flew into the air, and with a bang, it fell heavily and fell more than ten steps in front of him, splashing a large piece of dust.

This one flew into the sky was nothing else, it was Qin Chi, the only son he regarded as a treasure and spoiled for many years!

On the long street, flames were flying. The tall restaurants had been engulfed by the fire. The blazing flames reflected the long street in the morning, reflecting the flames of every panicked face.

Under the blazing flames, a body crawled hard on the street, its face covered with blood, pain, fear, regret and despair appeared on the swollen face.

The young Qin Chi was covered in blood. Only half of the palm on his left was tied to his wrist with cloth strips, and he bandaged it randomly to stop the bleeding. The right calf was also deformed. Judging from the twisted shape of the foot dragging obliquely to the ground, the calf was obviously broken.

A huge crack appeared between the chest and abdomen, but was raised high by Luo Dacheng. He cut his body with one knife and instantly cut a huge wound. This knife had damaged the lungs, intestines, stomach, and broken intestines flowed out of the cracks and dragged them to the ground, stained with dust and sand, and dragged them little by little along the long street as he crawled.

Qin Yuanwai widened his eyes and watched his son crawling towards him in pain on the long street in fear and confusion. His body swayed and almost fainted.

Like a nightmare, no one in the housekeepers dared to speak, and could only stare at this bloody and terrifying scene and appear in front of them.

The severe pain, fear and despair made Qin Chi struggle on the brink of coma and collapse. He could only crawl forward helplessly in despair, crawling desperately towards the servants holding swords and guns, and their fathers surrounded by them, hoping to get their protection.

The broken intestines dragged on the ground and made a slight rustling sound. In the heart-wrenching pain, Qin Chi's face turned pale due to the loss of color. In a trance, he gradually realized that the injuries he suffered were fatal injuries. Even if Hua Tuo was reborn and Bian Que was resurrected, he could not take care of his heartbreak and save his life.

Between life and death, the things I experienced in this life pass by vividly before my eyes. The delicious food and beauties I have enjoyed and the common merchants who were tortured by him all appeared in front of me, making him in pain and despair, and he was vaguely thinking, would it be worth it if he suffered such pain for these things?

His eyes were dark, and he looked up and a familiar old face appeared in his sight. It was his father, who provided him with all the money, beauty and power, and protected him from impunity.

Are all the happiness I experienced in my life and the misfortunes I encountered in the end caused by him?

The old man with white hair and hair was like a few decades old, stumbled forward, staring at the bloody man crawling on the street, his eyes as if he had grown on his body and could no longer move.

The father and son, who were connected by flesh, approached each other little by little. The old man fell to Qin Chi dejectedly, stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed his broken bloody hand, and on his wrinkled face, tears flowed, sad, angry and despair, and had reached the extreme.

In his eyes, he clearly saw that in his son's eyes, there was despair, fear, and a look of extreme hatred. And this hatred seemed to be coming to him!

Qin Chi opened his mouth tremblingly and wanted to say the last word to his father, but he could only breathe violently, sobbing and moaning in vain, and speechlessly. He could only use his eyes to convey his resentment and regret to the heart of the old man in front of him.

When the pain and despair reached its peak, Qin Chi's face fell to the ground, and blood sprayed out of his mouth, dyeing the ground red.

The servants let out a low cry of fear and looked at the young master who once was a mighty man who did all the evil things in the Chen Family, and was so powerful that he died miserably. He was not as tragic as a dog!

The old man with white hair and hair suddenly dilated his pupils, his face disappeared completely, and he murmured sadly, his body shook, and he rushed forward, pressing against the blood-stained corpse, closing his eyes tightly, but he was angry and no longer awakened.

After a while, a housekeeper next to him woke up and rushed to help. He reached out to find Qin Yuanwai's breath. His face changed instantly. After trembling for a while, he finally screamed sadly and shrillly: "Master has returned to heaven!"

所有的家丁呆若木鸡,不多时,凄厉的哭叫声从他们中发出,一群人跪在秦氏父子的尸身前,放声大哭,似是在以哭声表达自己的忠心一般.

Several housekeepers hugged Qin Yuanwai's body, and while crying, they looked at the center of the open space in fear. The tall man holding a sword still had a cold expression on his face, and the implicit murderous intent made everyone feel cheerful and vaguely wanted to stay away from him.

The bloody sword in his hand was still dripping downwards. It was the blood of the young master whom they had always served!

The fear and invincible despair made the butlers cry a few more times, and then asked the servants to lift the bodies of the father and son, put them in the sedan chair, and ran towards the home.

Like a tide falling, the Qin family members who were crowded with the streets fled in an instant. The street was empty, leaving only a large piece of blood on the ground, and under the reflection of the fire, they showed a desolate color.

Luo Dacheng faced all this indifferently and did not care about the escaped crowd.

Two people who deserve punishment have gone; and there is another one by himself!

He slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Sichang, who was covered in blood and teeth, and the light of hatred flashed in Luo Dacheng's eyes. If this thief hadn't provoked first, how could this day happen!

Chen Sichang was already pale. Seeing his long-time friend's fate, although he hated him for betraying him before his death, and even took this evil star to his bedroom to catch him; but more of it was fear of his own destiny.

Seeing that Qin Chi died so miserably, Chen Sichang no longer had too much hope for his fate. Although he wanted to commit suicide, he had to bite his tongue and have his teeth!

舌尖虽去,舌头尚余大半；牙齿却已经没有几颗,碎裂的脸骨一动便疼得钻心,力气也使不上,当此时,纵有自杀之心,也毫无作用了.

In a fearful gaze, Chen Sichang clearly saw the evil star walking, tied him up again, letting his face towards the Chen Mansion, tied him tightly, then walked aside, reached out to the high pile of firewood to pick up a few pieces of wood, lit it with a torch, and threw it at Chen Sichang's feet, gradually burning.

The flames were licking Chen Sichang's calves. The scorching heartache made him want to escape, but his calves were tied to the bottom of the wooden frame and could not move. He could only moan in pain, enduring the cruel torture.

The sound of scattered footsteps sounded in his ears, and came to this side from the direction of his home. A strong sense of joy arose in despair. Chen Sichang looked up and looked over there, wanting to see who was here to save him.

A large number of servants held swords, guns, sticks and strode towards this side. Soon, the streets were blocked tightly.

From a distance, I saw Chen Sichang tied to a wooden stand, with a few firewood under his feet, igniting a small fire, scorching his calves. The faces of the servants showed anxiety and anger, but they did not rush up to rescue him. They were only arranged in an orderly manner under the command of the various martial artists in the lead, with a sturdy aura, and looked like a regular army.

A horse rode out of the formation, and there was a man who was wearing a long robe and a square scarf on his head. He was luxuriously dressed. He was about twenty years old and had a calm temperament and a white face without any beard. He was also handsome and looked pretty.

Looking at the small fire head under Chen Sichang's feet, the young man's face showed a hint of heartache. He raised his head and looked at Luo Dacheng with anger flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and immediately bowed to Luo Dacheng, saying in a deep voice: "Chen Sirang, come for your brother's affairs. How dare you ask the hero what compensation you need before he can let go of your brother's son?"

Luo Dacheng stood on the front of Chen Sichang with a knife, his face was cold and said calmly: "Why didn't Yin Laoji and Yin Yiyu come?"

Chen Sirang sneered: "It turns out that the hero comes just to seek revenge! The two gentlemen Yin are healing their wounds in the secret room at this moment. They have already sent someone to invite them. When they come, they can meet the hero!"

Luo Dacheng let out a light "um" and pulled a piece of firewood from the pile of firewood, put it on the torch inserted on the ground to light it, throw it at Chen Sichang's feet. The flames suddenly rose, burning Chen Sichang to scream in confusion.

Seeing his younger brother being poisoned by this tea, Chen Si's face was sweating coldly, and could no longer maintain his elegant demeanor, and shouted sternly: "Stay with a hero! Even if my brother has any faults, he should send him to the official for investigation. How can he deal with lynching?"

Luo Dacheng sneered: "Send the official to investigate the punishment? If he really sends the official, will he be dealt with injuring people over the years? I'm afraid he will be released that day and die tragically, how can he get the wronged and wronged?"

He raised the steel knife and pointed the tip directly at Chen Sirang's face. Luo Dacheng shouted in a deep voice: "Chen Sirang! Over the years, your reputation has been good. Why did you strive to protect Chen Sichang's many evil deeds, causing so many people to be tortured and killed by him?"

Chen Sirang remained silent and said after a while: "Before my mother passed away, she taught me to take care of my younger brother. Those who are sons dare not forget."

Luo Dacheng sneered in anger, knowing that this person has been smart all his life, how could he not understand these principles? He was so stubborn about this matter. Even though he is a good person on weekdays, this incident alone caused countless families to be destroyed and suffered disasters. His openly assisted evil is even more hateful than those evil people!

Chen Sirangyu immediately bowed his hand and said sincerely: "I know that this is wrong for my brother. But how can I give up my love between flesh and blood? Even if he does all kinds of wrong things, my brother is always my brother. Today, for my brother, I have to let go of the hero!"

Raising his hand, Chen Sirang shouted sternly: "Come here, kill him!"

Behind him, a large number of strong men gathered. With such a glorious momentum, Chen Sirang believed that with his mere power, he would never be able to resist it!

The martial artists responded with a loud promise, led a large number of servants, raised their swords and guns, and slowly pushed forward. Suddenly, they shouted and rushed forward with great strides. Everyone's eyes flashed with fierce light.

Luo Dacheng sneered, raised his arms, pointed his sword obliquely upwards, and reflected a sharp light under the sunlight.
To be continued...