He left in order to settle accounts with Shen Mingtang in the future, so he said that he was drunk and left first, he didn't know anything, and all the affairs were done by himself.

Ha Luha, Wen Songzhi hummed a little song proudly and went back to the inn.

Shen Mingtang was sleeping soundly, and he was in a daze, when he felt that someone was taking off his clothes, and saw a magnified face smeared with grease and powder, which made him scream in fright.

But he didn't wake up from the wine, thinking that he was dreaming, and he fell asleep as soon as he turned over.

It turned out to be slippery in no time.

The woman beckoned some of her sisters to come and serve him.

hung up the tent, and it was unbearable to **** inside.

Suddenly, the lights were extinguished, and several women were not afraid, giggling, "It's better to turn off the lights, it's easier to get things done." ”

"This brother's skin is really good, with fine skin and tender flesh, white and fine."

"It's in good shape, and it seems that it's a good one."

"Blessed are you two, he is still a boy chicken, I tell you, once this boy chicken is opened, it is like a tiger out of the cage, and it can't be stopped...... Ahh

"Sister, what's wrong?"

A sister went to push her, but she "cooed" and fell to the ground.

There was no other movement.

The two girls were still muttering, and suddenly the lights in the room came on, and they saw that the eldest sister had fallen to the ground, with a big gash on her chest, and she was bleeding.

"Ahh

The two screamed, then rolled their eyes, and they were both scared to death.

In the shadow of the lamp, a man in black with a blood-dripping sword in his hand, he slowly walked to the bed and glanced at Shen Mingtang inside.

Then he took out the portrait again, compared it carefully, checked the ornaments on his body again, and confirmed that it was him, so he snorted coldly, and his eyes were full of murder.

"Today, you have become a vain ghost, don't rely on Uncle I, if you want to blame, blame the silver."

As he spoke, he raised his sword sharply and stabbed it fiercely.

When he landed, blood splattered on the spot.

The bloody breath quickly spread out of the window.

Wen Songzhi was still proud in the inn, thinking that Shen Mingtang would definitely die or live when he came back, so he thought about how to deal with him, saying that he was a big man who took advantage of himself, but he would die or live, and he would not be ashamed.

Maybe he'll bring those two chicks back.

He ate autumn pears leisurely and asked people to inquire about it.

Suddenly, I heard screams outside, and someone shouted something like murder.

He frowned and ordered, "Find out what's going on." ”

Soon, the guard came back with a rolling belt, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Shizi, no, it's not good, it's a teahouse...... Dead, dead. ”

Wen Songzhi felt a sigh in his heart, and immediately led someone to rush to the teahouse.

I saw that the lights were bright, and the owner of the teahouse was still crying there, and his liver and intestines were broken, as if he was dead.

Wen Songzhi rushed over with someone and shouted, "Shen Mingtang! He rushed upstairs in a puff of smoke.

But seeing that the private room had been locked, and the two guards he left behind were gone, he could smell the thick smell of blood.

"Shen Mingtang!" His heart was in his throat, why was he careless, could someone come to kill Shen Mingtang?

He was about to kick the door, but the owner of the teahouse hurriedly rushed over and hugged him, "Master, no, no, you have to wait for the people from the government to come to check, you can't move, you will be punished if you destroy the scene." ”