Crazy, crazy. How could minors in the Tang Dynasty be more bloodthirsty than modern middle school students? That young man told an extremely bad thing in an understatement, how could it not make people sweat like rain. Fortunately, Meng Xinghe and his wife
As a human being, I am used to seeing strong winds and waves. Although I have never seen a head fall to the ground with my own eyes, I am not a timid person. After calming down a little, I found that the human head on the ground was just a pig's head in the vegetable market, so there was nothing to make a fuss about.
I don’t know what this young man’s name is, but he is so bloody, which is really impressive. Xue Rengui is my brother-in-law after all. If this young man leads him astray and spreads it to Xue Shiyu’s ears, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get into her bed.
The problem of juvenile delinquency cannot be indulged. Meng Xinghe had already said with a straight face: "Xue Rengui, you'd better make it clear to me, this is not a trivial matter."
Meng Xinghe's face was extremely stern, and he pointed at the head on the ground with a slightly frightened expression. Murder was a capital crime, and judging from the situation, the two of them collaborated to kill, which was an unforgivable crime. For fear that his voice would be too loud and attract the attention of the crowd in the distance, Meng Xinghe
He cursed in a low voice: "And you, didn't your father teach you that life is precious? You are really cruel if you take someone's life if you take action!"
Damn it, you are not the young and Dangerous boys from Hong Kong and Taiwan. It is very embarrassing to take out a knife and kill people at every turn. Meng Xinghe was so angry that the two of them scolded each other.
But the young man refused to accept it. He clenched his fists secretly, stared at Meng Xinghe's elongated face, and snorted coldly: "This kind of evil person will die a thousand times without understanding the hatred in his heart. I will do what is right for God.
What's the matter with you? If you continue to be a scumbag, don't blame me for being ruthless with my fists. I don't think you are a good person, so I will take you in for the sake of the people."
The sound of cracking joints echoed in the air. The boy's heroic eyebrows were filled with a hint of anger, and the fist in his hand was ready to go, like an angry little leopard, ready to pounce and bite at any time.
Fan.
Xue Rengui knew the young man's nature, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile in front of the young man: "Brother Luo, this is Brother Meng whom I often mention to you."
Xue Rengui first introduced Meng Xinghe to the young man. The young man's originally stubborn face suddenly melted like a stubborn stone and became extremely kind. He glanced at Meng Xinghe suspiciously and felt that the student in green shirt in front of him was not as good as Xue Rengui said.
Mysteriously and vaguely, he called Xue Rengui "Brother Meng." He stopped talking, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.
After knowing that he was not angry, Xue Rengui smiled, like a child who had made a mistake in front of Meng Xinghe, and admitted his mistake: "Brother Meng, this is the brother I met in Jiangdu named Luo Feng. The man on the ground is called Zhao Hu.
He is one of the three tyrants in Jiangdu. He usually rapes, plunders, and preys on the villagers. He does all kinds of evil. The two of us discussed that we must kill all three tyrants. This is what martial arts practitioners of our generation should do." I thought of two more.
The problem was not resolved, so Xue Rengui geared up and said arrogantly: "Brother Luo, it's my turn to take action now."
They are all militants! They don’t think that killing is a crime at all, but they are still keen on it. That’s all, that’s all, Xue Rengui will probably kill more people in the future than he does now. Meng Xinghe is not a martial artist, and he doesn’t have that kind of
The power of punishing evil and eradicating the strong. Seeing the evildoers being dealt with, frankly speaking, he feels a lot of heartache.
"Good kill. I can't bear to see people like this who bully good and fear evil. If you die, you will lose one. If you kill them all, the world will be pure." Master Meng's face changed like the weather in June.
The same thing happened when he was told to change. Just now he was angry and meant to scold the two of them, but now instead of being angry, he actually agreed with them.
The two teenagers looked at him inexplicably. They had never seen anyone do this repeatedly. Fortunately, he was wearing a scholar's uniform, which was a complete disgrace.
Meng Xinghe did not see these invisible indifferences. He looked around and immediately said in a very experienced manner: "Okay, there is no one around now. Let's pack up the second crime scene and prepare to evacuate." He said this, but saw no one.
In response, it may be that this sentence is too profound for them to understand. It is very possible that Meng Xinghe changed his tone and said quickly: "Pick up the heads on the ground, find a place where no one is around, and throw them into the river."
, everyone just go and do whatever you need to do, and this matter is over."
Am I teaching the children bad things? Meng Xinghe is particularly troubled. He met two inexperienced people who don’t even know how to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. They have to teach them themselves. It’s really not my intention!
With a long sigh, the two boys beside him seemed to understand what he said. They neatly put away the bloody heads on the ground and stood next to Meng Xinghe, one on the left and the other on the right, like two evil boys. The one named Luo Feng
The young man took a closer look at Meng Xinghe and asked curiously: "Are you really Meng Xinghe from Taoyuan, the scholar named Mr. Hualiu?"
I simply couldn't believe that the scholar in green shirt in front of me was the Brother Meng whom Xue Rengui kept calling him respectfully. Looking at how weak he looked, I'm afraid he couldn't even take a punch from himself, so I didn't know what his true abilities were.
Meng Xinghe's eyes trembled, and a long-standing anger was burning. What a fucking failure. My name is now known to all young and old. He is famous not only in Taoyuan, but also in Jiangdu. Is this the result of jealousy over talents?
What's wrong with me? I sighed feebly, Meng Xinghe nodded, and said with a smile: "I am a stranger in the world, but I prefer flowers and willows. If you think I am more handsome, just follow the white-robed boy and call me Brother Meng."
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Luo Feng came into contact with Meng Xinghe for the first time and was not used to his nonsense. He frowned and looked at a loss. Xue Rengui came over and patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, Brother Meng
That's it, unlike those so-called heroes, a gentleman is not like a gentleman, and a villain is not a villain. He is both good and evil. In short, it is difficult to figure out."
Xue Rengui seems to know Meng Xinghe thoroughly and has completely dissected him.
Are you praising me or hurting me? I like these four words, both good and evil. This is how a person should be. Justice is full of evil, and life is full of lust. With a coquettish smile, Meng Xinghe noticed that Xue Rengui was talking more and more.
It smells like association. Could it be that the few books I gave you played a supporting role?
Lang Li Grand, Lang Li Grand, thinking that Xue Rengui might have secretly learned the yellow books contained in those military books, Master Meng was secretly happy and walked alone to the end of the alley ahead.
It was hard to see why Master Meng was so happy. The two people behind him looked at each other and followed slowly.
The three of them walked out of the dark alley, feeling the warm sunshine shining on their bodies and feeling comfortable. The two people behind them had already followed, walking side by side around Meng Xinghe, like his personal little brothers.
After walking less than ten steps, the noise behind me was like a flood coming, roaring and roaring. Before anyone could react, they heard the sound of a high dam releasing water, like a roaring beast attacking.
on the back of his head.
"...hack him to death..."
Three words, short and connotative, are an irresistible magic power that swallows everything around. In an instant, you can see the buzzing crowds coming from all directions, like savages running from the wilderness, just to slaughter...