"I, I'm not! Maung An! That's all I saw, I don't dare to make up a word!" Ma Manguan looked at Jing Maung An with a bitter face, his eyes were both innocent and helpless.

Jing Maung An, Jing Maung An, had a nosebleed and was dumbfounded.

There was a cry! Lan Xishu reached out and pulled out the sword from Wang Xiaoya's waist. The sharp arc was like a meteor. When he turned back, the single sword at Wang Xiaoya's waist was held by Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu was so fast,

The shot was so accurate that Wang Xiaoya couldn't even guard against it. The frightened Wang Xiaoya staggered back two steps and almost tripped over an old tree root that was exposed on the ground. Wang Xiaoya was almost blinded by the blade, and her soul swished out of her body.

His face looks like a piece of yellow paper.

"Say! Zhang Bing promised you all the glory and wealth before you betrayed your brother and betrayed me! Do you know that I almost died here just now! You are such a heartless guy, I, Lan Xishu, will not tear you to pieces today

I swear I will not be a human being even if I am dead!"

"No, no! Third Young Master! It's not me!" Jing Maung'an held his head and rolled away. Lan Xishu raised his knife and threw it away. Lan Xishu pressed his chest with his left hand, and a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Xiaoya's soul returned to its original place instantly.

"You are still quibbling! Who else knows the details of Sun Buer except you? How could he catch Sun Buer before no one betrayed Zhang Bing? Who knows the details of Zhao Si Mazi? Who else but you has the ability to use the fastest method in the alley?

Kill and silence! Who can take the seat! Horse slam?"

The horrified Ma Manguan quickly shook his head, but Lan Xishu actually didn't look back at all.

"You are a market scoundrel who values ​​money. Who would be bribed so quickly except you? Do you think I don't understand each of you? Don't I understand you? You profit-obsessed guy! I'm really blind.

I have always regarded you as a brother!" Lan Xishu took a step forward, lowered his waist, and slashed with his hand. This really frightened Jing Maang'an. His single sword was no better than a horse whip. If he told his head, he would either separate his family or move. There was no room for carelessness!

Ge Tingggang and Ma Manguan next to them were both startled. No one expected that Lan Xishu would really have murderous intentions. The whip whip greeted him, and he didn't have the thought of life and death in his mind. When he moved the sword, he felt terrible.

It was the same, Ma Manguan followed Jing Maungan and shouted: "Third Young Master! Show mercy!"

"Third Young Master! Maung An is wronged!"

"Third Young Master! You can't make assumptions. Don't be impulsive. Old Zhao must know the murderer and he can prove my innocence!" Jing Maungan now remembered the key witness Zhao Simazi and shouted indiscriminately.

: "If your head falls off, it won't go away! Wait a minute!"

Jing Maung An rolled around with his head in his arms and hit a tree trunk as thick as an arm. He forgot the pain and rolled over. Jing Maung An felt the wind in his ears, and the blade of the knife was almost leaning against half of Jing Maung An's head.

The shoulder fell down, bang! Jing Maungan screamed and fell face down to the ground. His teeth were broken, his lips were broken, and his mouth was full of mud and blood. Gulu got up and put one hand on a piece of dead wood that had been burned and turned black.

Looking back in despair.

"You bastard! You want to delay time! You're trying to stall the fight with me! Go to hell!"

The tip of Lan Xishu's single sword went straight into the tree stump. Lan Xishu pulled out the single sword fiercely and staggered back a step. He stabilized his body with a T-step, and his eyes were straight like a wolf and a tiger that wanted to eat people alive.

Looking at Jing Maung'an, Jing Maung'an was desperate.

Jing Maung'an covered his bleeding shoulder that had just been struck by the tip of Lan Xishu's knife and stopped begging and hiding. He blinked a tear from his eyes and looked straight at Lan Xishu, motionless.

In this way, he watched Lan Xishu charge at him with a single sword that was red with blood.

Wang Xiaoya was as motionless as a wood carving and clay sculpture about a foot away. Ge Tinggang was as dumb as a goose. Ma Manguan just grinned and shouted, but he couldn't move up. It's over, it's over. Jing Maungan was suddenly tightened by despair.

Throat.

Tears blurred Jing Maung'an's vision, and Lan Xishu became hazy and swayed, one step! Two steps! Three steps! Jing Maung'an even closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and choked with sobs: "Third Young Master!

You will know that Maung An was wronged!"

Bang!

"Third Young Master! Stop!" shouted a figure who was running on the tree and swerving down. When the person arrived, he hugged Lan Xishu's knife-holding arm: "Third Young Master! You can't kill him now!"

Jing Maung'an suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. Ding Ya was holding Lan Xishu's arm. The tip of the knife was hanging on his head and shaking slightly. Jing Maung'an could see that he was the savior of his family. Hurry up.

He fell over and hugged Ding Mum's thigh, crying and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Ding Mum, save me! I was wronged! You know that Sun Bu'er and I usually just quarrel and quarrel, how could I

He would kill his own brother! Not to mention the pockmarked Zhao Si! The Third Young Master somehow identified me and killed me unjustly!"

"Ding Ya! Get out of my way!" Lan Xishu shouted: "Look whose blood this kid has on him? Old Zhao's! Do you want to protect this inhuman thing?"

"No! No!" Ding Ya quickly denied, and threw Jing Maung'an away like a rice cake. Jing Maung An looked at Ding Ya with a sad face, who was so anxious to draw a clear line with him. His hope just now was shattered. That kind of

The feeling of being abandoned by the whole world made his whole body hurt indescribably.

"Why don't you believe me!"

No one paid attention to Jing Maung An.

At this time, Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan saw Ding Ya taking action to stop the crazy Lan Xishu. They both knew that Ding Ya was close friends with Lan Xishu, so they joined in. Ge Ting just hesitated for a moment and joined in.

"Third Young Master! Jing Maung'an deserves to be killed! I know that Third Young Master will not see the wrong person!" Ding Ya didn't even look at Jing Maung'an, and Jing Maung'an's heart felt like it was riddled with holes by Lan Xishu.

Come on, Ding Ya came and kicked a few more times without saying a word.

Lan Xishu narrowed his eyes and relaxed his grip. Ding Ya took the single sword from Lan Xishu's hand and gave it to Wang Xiaoya with a wink. Wang Xiaoya took the sword and slowly sheathed it.

"Jing Maang'an deserves to die, but you can't kill him! This matter must be returned to Longmen for Mr. Xia to decide, otherwise!" Ding Ya frowned and suddenly put his mouth to Lan Xishu's ear and said something, including Jing Maang.

Anguang heard chattering, but no one heard it specifically.

He didn't care about anything else. As soon as Ge Ting heard the words "Master Xia", his ears suddenly froze.

"Let him live one more night, and wait until we and Li Jiumu join forces to deal with Zhang Bing tonight before we go out of our way to deal with him! The boss hates this kind of people the most, and besides, he usually doesn't like this kid!" Lan Xishu's face softened a little.

.

"Wang Xiaoya! Ma Man Slam! Tie him up! Tie him to the tree closest to Sun Bu'er. Tie him firmly and make him kneel in front of Sun Bu'er. I'll make him kneel to death tonight!

"Lan Xishu gritted his teeth and shouted. Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan responded, set up the well and dragged Maunguan upside down to an old locust tree in front of Sun Buer's body. After three strokes, five divided by two, Ma Manguan was relieved.

After getting off the coffin, he threw the thick rope to Wang Xiaoya. Wang Xiaoya pushed Jing Maungan down to his knees, and the two of them were tied up without making a sound!

Jing Maung'an looked at the shocking body of Sun Buer in front of him with dull eyes, motionless.

After Ma Manguan tied up Jing Maung'an, he bent down, lifted up the coffin, and covered Sun Bu'er's head. Only Sun Bu'er's big boot and an ugly big foot were exposed for Jing Maung An to confess.

"Ding Mum?" Lan Xishu suddenly remembered that Ding Mum went to Ying Town to find a doctor: "How is Old Zhao?"

"Yeah!" Ding Ya lowered his head and hummed for a while, then turned his face ugly. Lan Xishu's face suddenly changed from furious to expectant and then dimmed. Ding Ya bit his back molar and said, "Old Zhao can't survive anymore."

, I have vented my anger but not taken it in. The unfortunate news about Lao Zhao was soon known to his family. Sister Zhen asked me to ask you what to do. The doctor has already asked you to prepare for the funeral. Do you want to let his wife see him for the last time? Really

I feel so sorry for Old Zhao when I die, Third Young Master! Look-----"

No one was too surprised by the news that Lao Zhao was seriously injured and died. Although no one said it, they knew very well that Lao Zhao's situation looked very dangerous. Seeking medical advice meant doing everything he could to save his life.

Horse doctors are just trying their luck!

Lan Xishu could hear the sound of his face tilted up and his teeth clenched. At this time, the brothers couldn't even say a word of comfort.

"Boss, why don't you skin me!"

Lan Xishu muttered something, and with the support of Ding Ya, he sat slumped on the tree pillar that he had just chopped with a knife. He leaned on his legs and knees with both hands, and his head was drooped and he kept shaking in pain.

Ding Ya looked at Wang Xiaoya and Ma Manguan next to him and squatted down: "Don't think about this now! What should we do? Sister Zhen is waiting for a reply. I heard that Lao Zhao's house is across the street. If she finds out, there will be a riot.

, we will end up being passive."

"I'm sorry for Sun Buer and Lao Zhao!"

"Third Young Master! Don't blame yourself first, the top priority now is-----"

"Notify Lao Zhao's family! Immediately!" Lan Xishu said decisively without raising his head: "You must make proper arrangements to appease Lao Zhao's family, and then let me think about it carefully after tonight's meal for Zhang Bing."

"I'll do it now!" Ding Ya stood up.

"Hurry back and gather before dark. Let's discuss the matter of joining forces with Li Jiumu. Maybe Li Jiumu's help will arrive in advance!" Lan Xishu raised his face and returned to his cold eyes: "Lend these two or three

At this time, I will take a rest and my brothers will take a breath. Zhang Bing will not go out in front of the blue sky in broad daylight. It will be over when he realizes that something is wrong, huh!"

"Well! I'll take care of Lao Zhao's aftermath as soon as possible before dark! It's better not to be careless, you are injured, and we are not here, if Zhang Bing touches this here------"

"Ding Ya! I know what I know!" Lan Xishu interrupted Ding Ya, leaned out of Ding Ya's block and ordered Ma Manguan: "Ma Manguan! Watch Jing Maungan closely! Don't let him run away, no.

If you are honest, just use the knife to greet me!" Ma Manguan straightened his body and responded, taking a few steps to stand next to Jing Maung'an like an executioner, staring at Jing Maung'an without blinking.
Chapter completed!