The atmosphere fell into a moment of condensation, Yang Zheming was silent, and he felt that his words were a little hurtful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Ning covered her face, only to feel that the cold around her body had invaded the bone marrow and blood, and her heart seemed to have been uncovered by a huge scar, and the blood flowed: "I shouldn't have come to beg you......"

That thought came up more than once, and was suppressed by her indifference again and again, as if she just pretended not to see it, and finally Yang Zheming said it - she killed Qiao Mobai.

It's not Beirong, it's not those who follow the mandate of heaven, it's her Yang Xi, who personally sent Mobai to death.

She hated them so much, and she hated herself from the bottom of her heart.

-- If she hadn't held a spring and autumn banquet, and hadn't feasted on the wealthy families from all over the country, Beirong would have had no chance to enter the palace at all.

They just handed Beirong a knife, but she gave Beirong a chance - a chance to kill the prince, thus killing Qiao Mobai.

She is not much different from those who took Qiao Mobai's life, so she desperately wants revenge and wants to vent, as if this way she has a little less sins.

The carriage slowly stopped, An Ning was tired of crying, the makeup on her face was thick and light, and it was already blurry, Yang Zheming sighed lowly, picked up another Jinpa, raised An Ning's head, and wiped her face: "I'll find Qiao Xu for you." ”

It's an apology.

An Ning couldn't stop crying at all, but her heart was relieved, and she raised her face with blurred tears: "Really? She heard Yang Zheming let out a long sigh, and instructed the black eagle outside the car: "Immediately notify our people in Jinzhong, take Qiao Xu's portrait to find people, especially the group of people in the northern suburbs, and tell them to hand over the people, I will not touch them." ”

Yang Zheming has always been a person who likes to control everything, and after coming to Jinzhong, the emperor was far away, and he immediately set out to establish his own power. He has money, power, and scheming, and he quickly subdued some local snakes and gangsters for his use, and mastered a lot of information on both sides of black and white. The rest can't be used, he either suppresses or cooperates, and many wild gangs in the northern suburbs are very jealous of him, and they dare not offend him, and almost respond to his requests.

Yang Zheming also turned a blind eye to their cheating, buying and selling people, the beast has been eating meat for a long time, it is too difficult for them to be vegetarian, as long as it does not disturb his plan, he is too lazy to meddle with things.

The night breeze blew in, carrying with it a burning smell. An Ning gradually sobered up - she still had very important things to do, she still had to find Qiao Xu, and she had to ask Yang Zheming to help her deal with Beirong, how could she cry here because of a little emotion.

On weekdays, she is not such an easily emotional person.

Yang Zheming suddenly lifted the curtain, looked at the fire in the sky, his voice was cold, and he was very surprised: "You sent someone to burn the horse market?" ”

An Ning nodded, and her voice was still a little hoarse: "Qiao Xu's horse was found in the horse market, and my grandfather let people burn it in order to make an example of chickens and monkeys." ”

Yang Zheming sighed in his heart, but it was a pity for the good lawn on the horse farm. His tone was indifferent: "As soon as you came, you disrupted my plans, and I want to do one thing first." ”

What is the plan? What to do? Before An Ning could ask, Yang Zheming ordered Black Eagle to turn around and go to Baique Tower.

An Ning immediately grabbed his arm: "Go and save Qiao Xu first." Her expression was serious, very serious, as if he would not give up until he promised her. Yang Zheming looked down at her: "I'll save him when I'm done." ”

An Ning shook his head: "Save Qiao Xu first." She looked at him: "Ziming, count me begging you." ”

Yang Zheming looked at her silently, and finally said, "Yang Xi, you owe me this time." An Ning shrank slightly, and finally nodded: "I owe you this time." ”

Yang Zheming turned his head and said to Black Eagle: "Let's go to the northern suburbs and let those people get ready." ”

What to prepare?

Yang Zheming leaned back on the soft pillow, closed his eyes and recuperated, and no longer paid attention to Yang Xi.

The northern suburbs are a mixed place of all kinds of outlaws in Jinzhong, although it is a suburb, but there are many shops, the black market is rampant, most of the people who live here are burdened with several murders, there are many conflicts here, the two people can do it if they don't agree, it is normal to die a day, and they are dragged to the field and buried, and they don't know who killed them. The government was helpless against this place, anyway, it was black and black, so it had to be treated as if it was not seen.

Yang Zheming's carriage stopped in the northern suburbs, and Yang Zheming said to An Ning: "You stay in the car and don't get down." He dismounted from the carriage in his robe, and the Black Hawk stood beside him and waved his hand.

The man in black who was originally following behind him stepped forward and blocked Yang Zheming. An Ning saw through the curtain of the car that there were people approaching with torches, and those people had hideous faces, all of them were fierce and vicious, holding various weapons in their hands, which were very terrifying, and hundreds of people gathered at once.

Yang Zheming's posture was leisurely, watching more and more people approaching without fear, and those villains looked at Yang Zheming, but no one dared to take a step forward, and no one asked. An Ning felt like her palms were going to sweat.

Those people had blood on their hands, but Yang Zheming faced them so easily.

Yang Zheming coughed a few times in a low voice because of the chill in the suburbs, and then he said softly: "Today, I am here to find someone." The villains glanced at each other, and although Yang Zheming's voice was very soft, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"A young man, about ten years old, entered Jinzhong City at about noon today, rode a horse, carried a bow on his back, was kidnapped an hour later, and the horse was sold to the horse market in the western suburbs."

Yang Zheming continued: "The western suburbs of the horse market was burned, and I can tell you that I didn't do it. But if you don't hand them over, they will come here and kill you all. ”

Agitation began in the crowd.

Yang Zheming said lightly: "Either you hand over this person, or you hand over those who did this, you choose one of the two choices." ”

A big man looked left and right, and stepped forward with his fists clenched: "Yang Shizi, if we hand over the people, you may keep us safe?" ”

An Ning was shocked that these people believed Yang Zheming without any doubt, and they were very respectful to him.

Yang Zheming raised his eyes slightly to look at him: "If that young man is unharmed, I can say a few good words for you." "In other words, the young master's identity is very noble, and the forces behind him are very powerful, and even Yang Shizi has to avoid his edge.

There was finally a hint of panic in everyone's eyes.

They finally established a stronghold here, and lived a life where they did their own thing, and if a high-ranking and powerful person came and ordered this place to be exterminated, they would live a life of outlaw again.

Yang Zheming saw them whispering, very frightened, and smiled: "I'll give you an hour, an hour later......" His gaze slowly swept over them, as if he could remember each of them: "Don't blame me for being merciless." (To be continued.) )