"You yourself have crossed the river with mud bodhisattvas, and you still have the leisure to care about others?" A cold voice sounded quietly from behind.

Tang Lang trembled, his head slowly turned over, and when his gaze shifted to the face of the person behind him, he suddenly felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his head - the person standing behind him, he had seen it before, was that there was a big black hemorrhoid on the head and jaw, and his appearance looked a little similar to Lao Mao, the founding president, "You...... Murong Shantai? ”

As soon as he grabbed Tang Lang's shoulder, five fingers pierced into the flesh like steel claws and buckled his shoulder blades.

Tang Lang almost fainted in pain, screaming and screaming, and he didn't dare to struggle casually, for fear that under this struggle, his right arm would become gone.

Murong Shantai glanced at the bloody head he was carrying in his hand, and shouted, "Tell me, what do you want Murong Shanyi's head for?" ”

Tang Lang's face turned blue with pain, and he begged for mercy at this time: "You let me go...... Let go of me, and I'll tell you. ”

Murong Shantai glanced at the opposite side of the Huangpu River, and found that the fourth kid was already fighting with another kid, so he was also relieved, guessing that with the strength of the fourth kid, the kid on the other side would definitely not be able to escape. Immediately slapped Tang Lang's heart with a palm, knocked him to the ground, and said: "Say, I only listen to the truth, and only once, what tricks do you want to play with me." ”

Tang Lang was able to escape, holding the five finger holes on the shoulders of his right arm with his left hand to block the hot blood that flowed out. After taking a breath, he glared at Murong Shantai and said: "I want this head, just to help you, who knows that not only do you not appreciate it, but also kill us, this is really a dog biting Lu Dongbin doesn't know the hearts of good people." ”

Hearing this, the third brother Murong Shantai smiled fiercely and reprimanded: "Little ghost, you don't want to lie to me, don't talk about irrelevant, you cut off Murong Shanyi's head to help me?" How can I be counted? ”

Tang Lang lay on the ground, desperate to survive, and in just a few minutes, he thought of countless escape methods and strategies. It's a pity that now Meng Que is also entangled, and it seems that he can't help himself in a short time. Immediately thought about it, summoned up incomparable courage, and said fearlessly: "Why do you have to say secret words in front of the Ming people? Isn't the 'Paradise Killer' the one you paid for? If you want to kill Murong Shanyi, we are just helping you to execute it, isn't this a help? ”

The third brother Murong Shantai was told that he had made a plan, his face was furious, and he shouted: "Fart, Murong Shanyi is a member of his own clan, and he is my cousin, why should I kill him, this is really a big joke." ”

Tang Lang snorted and said, "Jokes? I'm afraid it's not a joke. Brothers are still settling accounts, not to mention that you are just cousins? Moreover, for the sake of the inheritance of the power of the Murong family, you also have to kill Murong Shanyi, so as to bring back Murong Shanzheng who is far away in the United States, in this way, you can get rid of Murong Shanzheng again, and then you will be the number one person in the Murong family's mountain generation, and when the elders of the clan pass on the throne, it is estimated that they will have to be passed on to you, do you think what I said is right? ”

These things and calculations were all said by Meng Que before, and Tang Lang remembered them very clearly. So at this critical moment, he repeated it without blushing or panting, but sure enough, Murong Shantai's complexion changed greatly, and the muscles on his hideous face twitched for a while.

"Boy, you know a lot, but don't you know that if you know too much, you will have a short life?" The third brother, Murong Shanyi, took a few steps closer, picked up the collar of Tang Lang's clothes and faced him, and said gloomily.

Tang Lang held his courage and said, "Since I said it, I want to tell you that I know your purpose, and to some extent, we can't be regarded as enemies, hehe, we can also help you." ”

"Help me? How to help the Fa? Murong Shantai asked.

Tang Lang said: "Now that Murong Shan is dead, on the day of his burial, it is impossible for Murong Shan, as his own brother, not to come back from the United States to pay tribute to him." Murong Shan is also the number one target we want to get rid of, and we are the same as you in this regard. Therefore, we are now equivalent to a big help from you, and if you kill us, it will be equivalent to losing this help. Wise, you have your own rights and disadvantages, with your IQ, you must not be able to see through this matter, think about it yourself. ”

These words were impassioned, Tang Lang's eyes widened on his face, and he was shocked when he spoke, but in fact, a layer of cold sweat had broken out all over his body. The smooth forehead is covered with a layer of sweat, and at first glance it looks like it has just been washed.

There is no way to say this. Not to say that he will definitely die, but what will happen to the result is still to be studied.

But seeing that Murong Shantai suddenly pondered, he grabbed the collar of Tang Lang's clothes, did not let go of it, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Could it be that this kid is telling the truth?" If they really want to get rid of Murong Shanzheng, it will indeed be a great thing for me. In this way, I don't have to do it myself, and I will reap the benefits of the fishermen. At that time, even if the elders find out the cause of the death of the two brothers, Murong Shanzheng and Murong Shanyi, I can completely get rid of suspicion. ”

As soon as he thought of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Seeing that you know how to wag your tail so well and beg for mercy, I can spare your life, but you have to return to me what you robbed me last time." ”

"Something? What is it? Tang Lang was inexplicable.

Murong Shantai said fiercely: "Do you still want to pretend to be stupid?" Where the hell is the 'treasure map'? If you surrender it at once, I promise to let you go. ”

In the third brother's opinion, these Tang Lang and Meng Que are just inconspicuous small characters, it doesn't matter whether they kill or not, even if they want to kill them, there will be more opportunities in the future, and there is no need to rush to the moment. The top priority is to get back the "treasure map" first, and then sit back and wait for Murong Shan to return to China in order to make a big deal.

Treasure maps? Tang Lang had indeed never heard of this thing, but when he saw that Murong Shantai was so nervous about the so-called "treasure map", he secretly guessed that this must be a very important and precious thing, and this thing must be on Meng Que's body.

Meng Que had too many secrets that he didn't know, so he immediately had a flash of inspiration in his mind and said, "Okay, the 'treasure map' is in my friend's hand, I can ask him to give it to you." ”

"Oh? Very good, as long as you take the initiative to hand over the 'treasure map', I promise not to hurt you a hair." Murong Shan Taiyin said with a smile.

Tang Lang also sneered in his heart, he clearly understood that Murong Shantai's guarantee was not his great kindness, but a kind of exploitation. Shicai himself said that he could help him get rid of Murong Shanzheng, and it was obvious that he had already believed what he had just said.

"Okay, you let me go, and I'll tell him to give you the 'treasure map'."

Murong Shantai loosened his fingers, released the collar of Tang Lang's clothes, and said, "Those who know the times are Junjie, I hope you don't let me down." ”

Tang Lang was free, took a few breaths of relief, glanced at Meng Que and Murong Shan'an, who had been slowly in the dark on the other side of the river, and suddenly turned around sharply, spraying a large piece of white powder from his cuffs.

This move will come out, and Murong Shantai is defenseless. The powder was like a torrential rain, and countless molecules fell all over his body, not even in his eyes.

And as soon as he felt the white powder enter his eyes, Murong Shantai's eyes immediately swelled with a scorching burning sensation, "This is...... Lime? …… Stinky boy, you dare to sprinkle lime......"

That's right, that white powder is lime. Sprinkling lime is one of Tang Lang's usual methods, and the habit of this trick actually comes from his father Tang Qianhu. His father was a casino master in the past, and the so-called gambling master is nothing more than a master of a thousand skills, and the better the cards are played, the more powerful the thousand skills.

And the more powerful the Qian, the more enemies he has. It is impossible to live on the knife edge without some life-saving means, Tang Qianhu escaped many killings by sprinkling lime and other carving insect skills.

As his son, Tang Lang naturally learned these tricks completely after absorbing his experience. The last time he dealt with Murong Shanhuan's mastiff, he also sprinkled a handful of lime and blinded the Tibetan mastiff's eyes.

"Hey, that's right, that's the Lime."

"Boy, you're looking for death." Although Murong Shantai's eyes were stimulated by lime and couldn't open them, his ears were still quite dexterous. As soon as he heard Tang Lang speak, the fierce five fingers immediately opened and grabbed it like lightning.

Tang Lang hurriedly stepped back, retreated three feet, laughed, and said, "You had two eyes just now, I was really afraid of you." But now that you're blind, how can you catch me? As soon as he finished speaking, he carried the bloody human head in his hand and rushed over the guardrail along the river, and threw himself directly into the rolling river.

Murong Shantai heard the sound of the river banging, and had already expected that Tang Lang's kid had jumped into the water, so he immediately wiped his eyes with the sleeves of his clothes, and after a long time, his eyes slowly opened, and he looked around the Huangpu River vaguely, but saw that the river was calm at this time, except for the occasional huge waves and splashes, there was nothing else unusual. And Tang Lang's kid didn't know where to escape at this time.

Thinking that all the prey in his hands had run away, Murong Shantai punched himself in annoyance and shame, and scolded secretly: "Lao Tzu is blind once, Tang Lang Xiao'er, don't let me see you next time, otherwise, Lao Tzu, I will have to pull your skin and pull your tendons......"

As soon as he finished scolding, he blink of an eye and saw that Meng Que and the fourth Murong Shan'an on the opposite side of the river were still fighting inseparably, and suddenly piled up all the anger that poured out of nowhere on Meng Que's body, roared loudly and angrily, kicked up on the ground, flew directly from the left side of the Huangpu River to the right, and jumped up in the air to aim at Meng Que's thin back - "I want you to die!" ”

(It's late, and there will be more ...... ）