The unbearable scene inside really shocked Qian Daqian. The first feeling was that he had been fooled by Lan Xishu, a bad boy. He killed everyone, and he actually came to visit the scene. He didn't expect that the acne face was so shameless, Lan Xishu was so quick, and he was so unlucky.

Of course, Qian Daqian was in a hurry and did not check the plump woman under the acne face and still had a breath, but was knocked unconscious by Lan Xishu.

If the two people who died in the Hakka Houya last time were Lan Xishu who indirectly deliberately provoked the Dongchang and the Jinyiwei, then this time it was really deliberate. The secret battle between the Dongchang and the Jinyiwei escalated the open dispute. This Lan Xishu is really a genius trickster.

Qian Daqian didn't dare to stay, so he walked out with his body. At this critical moment, he heard the sound of footsteps turning right from the stairs.

Oh no, I took the blame for this brat.

Qian Daqian flashed to the door and it was too late to retreat. If he fled through the back hanging window, Li Jiumu's people would definitely wait below. The situation was unclear. This was a taboo for Li Jiumu. Li Jiumu repeatedly ordered his subordinates to collect information before the help was arrived.

The acne face has been exposed. Qian Daqian goes back to the back window again, and the situation will become clear and uncontrollable.

Qian Daqian, who had a little weighing the trade-off, had to bite the bullet and fist the cloak that Lan Xishu used. He pressed his hat and quickly flashed out. He was in a close contact with the middle-aged man with an unpleasant face. The middle-aged man caught off guard and pushed the door out of time. Qian Daqian swept up the corner of the cloak and ran to the middle-aged man's face. The middle-aged man with a long-standing scene also responded quite quickly, pushing his hands into a fist, and blocking the elbow. Qian Daqian was the same.

With a fake move, he had no intention of getting stuck. When he saw three people blocking the way in the corridor, he rushed to Lan Xishu's room and said that it was a coincidence. Lan Xishu was sleepy and was holding a basin. In a scream, the basin fell to the ground. The man followed Qian Daqian for half a circle. He accidentally stopped the two short-brown men who were moving and moving up. In this precious blink of an eye, Qian Daqian grabbed the railings and jumped down the second floor.

You guys! You still have a little humanity!

The wooden basin was very messy. The figure who was either mixed up by Lan Xishu or tripped by the wooden basin was screaming. Lan Xishu couldn't see who was who, so he ran away with his head and shouted, "There are thieves! There are thieves!"

Immediately after the middle-aged man, two big men jumped down the stairs following the hurdle. When the middle-aged man passed by Lan Xishu, he suddenly lowered his body and leaned his shoulders to hold Lan Xishu's shoulders. Lan Xishu was wary of it, and the wooden basin played a role, and he whispered! The empty wooden basin sound came up from the head, and before the middle-aged man could bully himself, Lan Xishu rolled aside, but the wooden basin was not willing to throw it away. He hit the door on the east side and hit the pillar on the west side, and the movement was no less than the one below. The middle-aged man wanted to control Lan Xishu. In full view of everyone, he was not convenient to reveal it too much, so he had to let Lan Xishu stumble to the entrance of the stairs.

He stopped chasing him, and Lan Xishu stopped running away.

The real bustle is downstairs!

There was undoubtedly a heavy riot downstairs, with loud noises, screams in various voices, and running in various postures. Qian Daqian flew a few times at the dinner party. Although he was walking on flat ground, he was really drunk with vegetables and rushed out of Zhi Hakka in a mess. When Lan Xishu held his head in the air under the railing, he saw Qian Daqian throwing his cloak and rushing into the street, hitting seventy-eight men, women, and young men, and never seeing each other.

Qian Daqian is like a desperate fish. He flirts with a pole, and the aftermath of the waves is still there.

Ginger is still so spicy, and escaping is more interesting than young people!

The backward player in the obstacle course followed the Hakka Hakka and was shouted by a middle-aged man. This was a mess! The perpetrator was gone, and the riot continued. He tore up his cotton robe, carried his shoes, and had a delicacy on his face. A drunk man was knocked by the wine pot and was stunned by the people. He threw himself on the body of the shopkeeper Liu and asked with his tongue: "Drink! Where can I drink this!"

Manager Liu's thin little face was sweating coldly. He didn't have the time to deal with this drunk man. He used his strength to pull away the drunk man. He saw that the people were running away. He then woke up and came to the spot. When he ran away, he saw that there was no movement behind him. He was back with a tray. The ground was covered with broken cups and bowls, vegetable leaves soup, and a thousand-layer black-faced cotton shoes were filled with a four-happy meatball. He kicked over two tables, three rotten chairs, and the benches were solid, and several were standing upright.

The compensation is huge! The compensation is huge!

Manager Liu pulled apart the few guys surrounding him, looked around the scene and repeated the sentence constantly. The wrinkles on his face were trembling with heartache, and his hands were squeaking like two chicken claws.

"Shopkeeper!" A young man took his sleeve and rubbed the egg soup on his face while poking the shopkeeper Liu. Liu Fu raised his bitter face along the young man's finger and saw a loud bang of the wooden thundering sound of the second to last in the east room upstairs. Then there was no movement.

Manager Liu was shocked and signaled a young man to go and see, as if the riots had started.

The young man didn't dare to go, and looked at Manager Liu with a bitter drunk face and a sad look.

"Go!" Manager Liu glared at the old eyes and raised his legs. The young man hugged the tray and slowly climbed the stairs with a sad face.

Lan Xishu, wearing a wooden basin and lowered his waist, walked downstairs in a manner that he was avoiding the rain of bullets in the forest: "Shopkeeper Liu! Where is this? You can even wash your face and cause trouble!"

Lan Xishu is beautiful in his heart! His face is bitter!

Manager Liu was just about to comfort the only guest who gave him face but did not escape. There was another noise on the street. Manager Liu was so scared that he was shocked and turned his face. Five or six sword-carried soap clerks came trotting. The neighbors who had good things came later also rushed to the door of Zhihakka.

"Hi! What's going on! What's going on!"

"I don't know who knows your ears, listen!"

"What are you squeezing! Where are you touching!"

"My mother is here! Tsk tsk! How many things are you blind!"

"Are you dead? Are you all standing up?"

"You're so dear! You're a messing stick!"

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The number of people gathered at the gate of Hakka is growing. Men, women, young, old, tall, short, fat and thin, stretched their necks and whispered, chattering, and when a yamen runner turned around, pressed the hilt of the knife, he glanced coldly, and the onlookers retreated tacitly. The sound fell, and the chirping sounds became a whole, and everyone's face was excited as if they were watching a live broadcast.

Lan Xishu saw a particularly conspicuous human bamboo pole in the crowd. Li Jiumu was showing a fierce look at Liu Fu, and Liu Fu shook his sleeves and wiped his sweat.

"What's going on? What's going on!" A yamen runner who led the lead stared straight at Nidanzi's eyes and ran to Manager Liu with his crooked hat. Usually, Manager Liu's delicious food and drink are well received, but he took a chance to show off. The yamen runner was very enthusiastic, which truly reflected the humanized door-to-door service: "Shopkeeper Liu, don't panic, what's going on? Tell me slowly!"

I still want to know what's going on!

Manager Liu was fucked and shook his sleeves over and over again, pointing at the ground with aches and whimpering, so he couldn't say anything.

"Brother, I'm here! There is a thief who has just robbed the house and ran away." A loud voice from the upper floor. The middle-aged man looked under the railing calmly, calming down, and the endless anger was also reflected on his face.

The bamboo pole wolf in the crowd, Li Jiumu, was shorter, and his face was gone but not back. He just heard from his subordinates that Qian Daqian ran away just now, which made Li Jiumu a little confused. However, he still felt that something was wrong. The face of acne was sunk. Zhang Bingqian came out from the upper floor. He didn't want to meet him and talk to him about nonsense, such as meeting him by chance. Let's wait until the matter is revealed before talking to Liu Fu!

Li Jiumu withdrew, and he knew that Qian Daqian would soon tell him the truth about the different version of Liu Fu!
Chapter completed!