Bad guys who talk a lot aren't good or bad.

The atmosphere in the courtyard fell into a strange silence, Ling Ling was constantly beating drums in his heart, according to the plot of a normal TV series, should Ximenqing come to a pre-war mobilization now, such as "Short man, if you kneel down and kowtow to my uncle 50 times, I will leave your whole corpse or something", Ling Ling didn't know why the enemy was deserting his thoughts at the moment, and he really couldn't help but think of the plot in the TV series.

Sure enough, Ximenqing didn't let the strong man go up for the first time, and started his own show of power, after all, it was more than 30 abuses, and he won steadily, and basically most of the boring people in Qinghe County came to watch, if Ximenqing didn't say a word, it would not be easy to explain if he let that subordinate go up and kill Wu Dalang, and he always showed tolerance for Wu Dalang in face, and then Wu Dalang gave him a shameless face, and then it would be no problem to kill him.

When Ximen Qing performed proudly there, Ling Ling breathed a sigh of relief, he always felt that the system would not directly let him hang up like this, and he tried his best to live as long as he could for more than half a month, and Ling Ling also thought about running away directly in the past half a month, and then changed places to accumulate strength, and then the king returned and killed the pair of adulterers** , It's just that how could Ximen Qing let him run away, there have been people staring at Wu Dalang's house, and if Ling Ling runs away, Wu Dalang's younger brother can't see the brother who depends on him when he comes back, and then inquire about the affairs of these days, then he will properly go to Ximen Qing and his gang for trouble, and he will definitely be forced to go to Liangshan, so that the task will fail directly, no matter whether this pass is passed or not, Ling Ling has to wait for Wu Song here, calculate the days, and should be able to catch up with this big scene, this is also an intuition.

Ximenqing also talked a lot, chattering for more than half an hour, many onlookers couldn't wait to go home to feed the chickens, dogs and dolls, Ling Ling was also tired from listening, anyway, it was good for Ximenqing to do it for a second, so he hit the soil on the threshold with his sleeve and sat down, quietly watching Ximenqing's pretending speech.

Ling Ling's sitting was very casual, but in the eyes of Ximen Qing and Ju An, there was no fear, Ximen Qing began to feel a little empty in his heart, and he said so many words just to cheer himself up, and the effect of saying it for a long time was completely washed away by Ling Ling's sitting.

"Boss, there's someone from the county office," a small guy whispered in Jue'an's ear.

Ju An hurriedly pushed away the strong man who was in front of him, ran to Ximenqing's side, interrupted Ximenqing's speech, and whispered in Ximenqing's ear: "Master, someone is here from the county office."

"Hmph, those pigs, they eat me so much on weekdays, and now they dare to meddle in their affairs" Ximen Qing was extremely displeased, one was Ju An interrupted his words, and the other was very dissatisfied with the behavior of the county government.

Although Ximenqing can be said to be walking sideways in Qinghe County, but after all, he is just a businessman, and he still has to feed the adults of the official family, otherwise, how can so many flies be able to walk sideways, and now Ximenqing is just here to kill someone, and the one in the county government can't sit still.

"You watch here, I'll send it away" Ximenqing flicked his sleeves, then turned around and walked out through the crowd.

"Hehe, dwarf, are you afraid, you have the ability to fight so many people today, Uncle Ben wants to see how you die today, hum" The tiger is not at home and the monkey is the king, and Juan is as well-behaved as a pug when Ximen Qing is there, is it wagging his tail, biting a few times, and begging for mercy. But when Ximenqing is not there, he has to spill all the well-behaved anger on weekdays. It's just that without Ximenqing, he wouldn't dare to let the nursing courtyard go up and kill Ling Ling, so he could only take advantage of the fact that there were more people to show off his might for a while.

Ximenqing went for a quarter of an hour, although it was just a matter of money, but Ximenqing was not a person who wanted to give as much as he wanted, the group of bloodsucking moths in the official family could not be used to it, after a period of bargaining, the people of the official government left, how could money matter in human life or something, and Ximenqing was gloomy, his fists were clenched, obviously he was blackmailed very ruthlessly, and he urgently needed to kill Wu Dalang to relieve his anger.

After Ximen Qing came back, he only saw Ju An jumping around like a monkey there, and Wu Dalang was about to fall asleep leaning against the door frame, and then thinking about the silver that was extorted just now, he was not angry, and he didn't have the heart to pretend anymore, he just wanted to end it quickly and then go to Wang Po to let Pan Jinlian serve well.

Now so many shit is not all for the prodigal hoof, if it weren't for her beauty and hard work, it would be better to go to the kiln, think about it seems that I haven't been to the kiln for a long time, I don't know if there is a new arrival.

"Jue'an, go on, finish early, go back early" After speaking, Ximen Qing waved his sleeves, shook the folding fan, and went to the back of the crowd.

"Okay, sir, you can take a look" Ju An will definitely seize every opportunity to behave in front of Ximenqing.

"You, go ahead, move smartly" Juan didn't know what the man's name was, anyway, there was no need, but as soon as he entered the courtyard, the man shouted in order to show his appearance, and he was remembered by Ju'an.

The strong man nodded to Jue An, and walked towards Wu Dalang, Ling Ling knew that it was time to fight again, stood up, put the kitchen knife in his right hand in his left hand, patted the soil on his buttocks, and then returned the kitchen knife to his right hand, parted his legs, bowed down, and put on a posture of horse steps.

"Are you afraid of death? My kitchen knife doesn't care if you're afraid or not" After speaking, Ling Ling shouted and rushed towards the strong man, and then the kitchen knife in his hand slashed indiscriminately.

The man didn't react for the first time, he was stunned for a moment, and Ling Ling had already rushed over. The nursing home is only strong, and there is no martial arts, Ling Ling is holding a kitchen knife and slashing indiscriminately, and he can't start for a while, and he can't get close.

"Hmph, it's really useless" Ju An saw that the nursing home couldn't help Wu Dalang for a while, so he scolded fiercely.

"You also go, work harder, otherwise you will feel better" This is said to the second unknown nursing home, and of course there is also a warning to the man who has not moved.

The named man was a little reluctant, but he heard the maid talk about what happened half a month ago, the master who knew martial arts was beaten to bed for several days, he didn't know martial arts, he worked hard just to eat, and it was uncomfortable to be cut with a kitchen knife, but in Ximen Mansion, it was not good to offend Ju Anke, so he could only bite the bullet, deliberately pretending to move his wrists, and slowly walked towards Ling Ling, who was still slashing wildly.

Ling Ling slashed for a while, and he couldn't reach anyone, but he couldn't do anything if he didn't cut, and after cutting for a while, his arms were a little tired, and he was a little wheezing, and his movements slowed down, and at this time, there was another big man, who was going to die.

"Bang" Suddenly, a somewhat thin man flew through the crowd and fell hard in the middle of the yard, the movements of the two men were also stunned, turning around and looking at the rear, Ling Ling's movements also stopped, and it seemed that the rescuers had arrived.

"Who dares to hurt my brother?" a rough shout echoed through the courtyard.

(To be continued)