How so?

Everyone was taken aback, just because behind Murong Feng was the obviously unconscious Zhang Ren, and what he was holding in his hand was the dagger that Murong Feng had just dropped on the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Except for Ximen Shuang, everyone else was amazed that he still had the strength to move, which was incredible.

Ximen Long frowned slightly, although he didn't like Murong Feng, after all, he was his brother-in-law, not to mention that he was still a member of the Murong family, if he died, it was really difficult to explain: "Zhang Ren, if there is anything to discuss, let go of Murong Feng first." ”

Zhang Ren smiled faintly: "The head of the Ximen family is sorry, I just pretended to be stunned to suddenly catch the big man of the Murong family, if I let go, I will definitely die." ”

Although Simon wanted to speak, he shook his head in the end.

Zhang Ren said calmly: "Patriarch Ximen, for you people, the interests of the family are the first, no matter how you look at it, you have no reason to let me go, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, please let me go!"

Ximen Wen next to him, with a faint color in his eyes, said coldly: "Zhang Ren, I'll tell you the truth! The road here has been blocked by us, even if you threaten Murong Feng, it will be difficult to move an inch, it is better to let him go obediently." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Ren had already said sarcastically: "Let him go? You treat me as stupid? I have left several times just now, and the reason why I didn't leave." It's because I know that your Xicheng is tightly sealed, so I will wait to take hostages. ”

After saying this, Ximenshuang's face was slightly red, but he was a little moved in his heart. She is the daughter of the head of Simon's house, and her status is noble. But the other party didn't even use her as a hostage, obviously because he didn't want her to be embarrassed.

Although he didn't have a relationship between men and women for himself, it was also touching, so he simply said: "Zhang Ren, don't hurt my third uncle, as long as you can go, we will never stop you." ”

Niece Mo Ruo's father, Ximen Wen frowned slightly, glanced at Ximen Shuang and nodded.

Zhang Ren looked at the unwilling Ximen Wen next to him, and took Murong Feng hostage and left the prison. Although the people on both sides were eyeing each other, because of Ximen Shuang's entrustment, no one was willing to suddenly rescue Murong Feng.

They soon left the Simon family's old house and came to the crowded street. But Ximenshuang's face was a little bad, he thought that on the street, Zhang Ren might take advantage of the chaos to escape. But what I never imagined was that the people of the Great Dao were emptied, and in this case, Zhang Ren could not fly.

What made Ximenshuang even more desperate was that two black cars drove over from not far away, and when they saw Zhang Ren, the car stopped, and seven or eight people walked down from it, blocking Zhang Ren's face alive.

The leader stared at Zhang Ren with a gloomy face, and said with a murderous face: "Zhang Ren, you also have today?"

Zhang Ren was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face, as if he had suffered a lot of coptis chinensis: "It's a coincidence that everyone has met here again." ”

Among these people, Zhang Ren has seen most of them, all of them are people from the Murong family at the time of the ten life and death battles, and the first one has a fat head and big ears, and it looks bloated, but there is a fierce light in his eyes, and that kind of hatred seems to want to break Zhang Ren's body into ten thousand pieces, this person is Murong's vain Uncle Zhang.

Uncle Zhang's face showed a fierce light, stared at him with a cold face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Boy, you are going to break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

The dagger in Zhang Ren's right hand used a little force, and after immediately bringing out a blood mark on Murong Feng's neck, he said with a smile: "Don't forget, everyone, Murong Feng is in my hands, do you really want his life?"

Senior Uncle Zhang glanced at Murong Feng and frowned slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and said with a grim face: "Everyone in the Murong family, you will not forgive Zhang Ren for killing him, and you don't care about the safety of the hostages. ”

It is undeniable that Uncle Zhang did a good job, they wanted to kill Zhang Ren no matter what they wanted today, and they were not even willing to sacrifice themselves.

Zhang Ren scratched his head, suddenly sighed, and the handle of the knife suddenly slammed into the back of Murong Feng's head, knocking him unconscious and pushing him to the ground. This move surprised everyone, and Ximen Shuang screamed, "Zhang Ren, are you crazy?"

Zhang Ren looked at the puzzled eyes around him, scratched his head and said, "I have no grievances with this guy, and his only role is to prevent disasters for me." But now that the other party obviously wants to kill him together, why should I bother him!"

Crazy, what a madman.

Many people looked at Zhang Ren in confusion, they couldn't think of Zhang Ren at all, but they didn't know that even if Zhang Ren became a powerful man equivalent to the head of the sect, he was still unwilling to kill innocents indiscriminately, and the reason why he hijacked Murong Feng was just to make other people throw a mouse, but now the other party obviously didn't care about his life, so what did other people do.

If you don't live yourself, and you don't want others to live, there's no need at all!

Senior Uncle Zhang nodded, asked the disciples of the Murong family to help Murong Feng out, and said with a calm face: "Since you have done this, we will not embarrass you, you can commit suicide! I will send your corpse back to the National Academy of Arts, so that you can return to your roots." ”

Zhang Ren was dismissive of such words, he looked around, and suddenly smiled and said, "I have a hunch that you can't kill me at all." ”

Zhang Fatzi was furious and said: "Disciple Murong, Zhang Ren is already at the end of the crossbow, who wants to kill him!"

A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old quickly walked up to the back and said loudly, "Uncle Shi, let me avenge my vain brother?"

Fat Zhang nodded and said lightly: "Okay!"

The young man came to Zhang Ren, looked at the pale Zhang Ren, showed a disdainful expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Ren, my name is Murong Lanqian, in the early stage of national arts, I came here today to avenge my brother. ”

Facing this young man, Zhang Ren suddenly sneered and said, "Get out!"

The people around him were taken aback, especially how much Murong Lanqian seemed to have been wronged and said, "You are all like this, and you are still so rampant?"

Surrounded by strong enemies, Zhang Ren still disdained it, and said coldly: "You are not here to avenge Murong vainly, but to kill me and make me famous in the world." But even if I, Zhang Ren, fall to this point, I don't seem to have to pity you!"

Murong Lanqian was furious, and instinctively wanted to rush towards Zhang Ren and avenge his insult, but unfortunately, at this moment, a figure had already reached within half a meter of Murong Lan, and flew up and kicked him three or four meters away. And this figure is Zhang Ren, whom he looked down on just now.

Several people, including Ximenwen, changed their faces slightly, and said loudly: "Zhang Ren, are you okay?" But soon they found that a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhang Ren's mouth, which obviously also affected the wound.

However, a middle-aged man slowly walked out of the crowd of the Murong family and said calmly: "In the middle of Danjin, Murong Feng challenged Dean Zhang, life and death have their own destiny, and from then on, grievances and grievances will be settled!"