Chapter 22 This son must not be kept

Jiang Kun's idea is not very clever, but it is quite whimsical and bold. If these words were said to a slightly timid person, I am afraid that he would already be in prison at this time.

But could Lin Shihong be a timid person? Will the timid people rebel, and the famous King of Yue will sit down in the southeast?

Therefore, when Jiang Kun said goodbye and left, this Lin Shihong followed the devil and made money round and round in the house, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't help it.

He also knows about the Supreme Reward for Turkic Silk, and it's not hearsay, and he is speechless about the Supreme's face-loving temperament, and he loses a lot of money if he wins the battle, but isn't this an opportunity?

As for the dew? Hehe, in the entire southeast half of the wall, there are definitely no more than five people who understand those barbarian dialects, and if you kill them all, there will never be a day when you will never show your stuffing.

Gradually, Lin Shihong's breathing became heavy.

Suddenly, he pulled out a saber, and without saying a word, he slashed at the neck of the maid beside him. This Lin Shihong has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his skills are also very good, and the rest of the maids and singers did not wait for a reaction, but they were all hacked to death by him one by one.

"Someone, someone!"

The two cronies and guards entered in response, and when they entered the eyes, they saw Lin Shihong standing like a madman with a bloody knife, and the living room was full of female corpses, and the blood flowed down half a finger thick, so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head, and hurriedly bowed his head and bowed.

"Send two people to clean up this, and send two more people to go to Wushuang, and give me a good check on the details of the father and son of this knocking sugar gang, which family of the fallen warrior clan is the remnant, this young man...... Damn, this is by no means an ordinary thing in the pool, the Lin family can't cultivate such a demon, and Huang, Chen, Zheng, and Zhan definitely can't cultivate it, this ...... This can't be the Langya Wang's...... That one of the remaining veins! ”

The two guards couldn't understand what Lin Shihong was muttering to themselves, and suddenly killed all the serving girls around him without warning, and for a while, the two of them were all uneasy in their hearts, thinking that the sixth master would not suddenly go crazy.

"No...... No way! I can't let this little rabbit lead me by the nose, absolutely not, my son is still like this, let alone Lao Tzu? What the hell is this father and son, no, I can't stay, I definitely can't stay, yes, all I need is the Wu family and the sugar knocking gang, yes, yes, no matter what his background is, it's not terrible if a person dies, you, go find me a weasel, give him three days to kill this little thing for me. ”

As soon as the two of them heard that they were going to call weasels, they felt even more bitter in their hearts for a while.

The weasel is a nickname, Quanzhou people only know his real name and surname Huang, but no one knows what his name is, maybe even he himself does not know, it is an underworld giant specializing in population business in Quanzhou City, he does not like residential courtyards, lives in the basement every day, and no one uses snakes, insects, rats and ants under his hands, it is simply a maggot living under the city!

This person specializes in attacking little girls on weekdays, and he also likes to abuse and kill, he is a complete pervert, even in the summer, standing next to him within three meters can feel the yin wind, but this person is extremely ruthless, and he is very capable of doing things, so although Lin Shihong is quite dislike him, he has to rely on this good knife.

With the ability of a weasel to deal with a few outsiders, isn't that just a matter of probing for things, but ...... Why do you have to find such a thing to do it? Wouldn't it be enough to arrange a few guards at home? This kind of trivial thing provokes that weasel, aren't you afraid of getting your hands full of?

"Go!"

Waving his hand to send the guards away, Lin Shihong withdrew from his previous almost manic state, slowly sat down again, and secretly calculated in his mind.

Well, first borrow the hand of the weasel to kill the person, and then investigate the matter in the name of investigating the case, catch the weasel and kill it, anyway, that person is a piece of, he kills people and I have a perfect reason to kill him, and then use this to contact the Wu family and the Knock Sugar Gang, well, as long as you find someone to kill Jiang Weidong again, return the Knock Sugar Gang to the Wu family, and then I and the Wu family will jointly take the Ryukyus.

Plan pass.

This father and son are too terrible, they must be killed, in comparison, the Wu family is almost like a white lotus, is this a good partner.

At this time, Jiang Kun naturally didn't know that Lin Shihong was already thinking about his life, and on the way back to the inn, he had been thinking about it.

"With Lin Shihong's boldness, he must be very tempted by this, even if he can do such a big thing by his Lin family, it is inevitable that he will not be able to do it, the most important thing is that their Lin family's goal is too big, how many pairs of eyes are staring at it, so he must rely on the Wu family, and it is appropriate for me to be the bridge between him and the Wu family, otherwise he will rashly come to the door for such a big event, Wu Zhen and they will never dare to agree, well, the plan is through."

This is the gap between him and Jiang Weidong, the same thing, if Jiang Weidong operates, he must be much more patient than him, and the operation must be more perfect, at least he will never be able to provoke such a murderous disaster, let alone be unaware of the catastrophe that is coming.

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in the basement.

Another girl was tortured to death because she was disobedient, the smell of blood and the smell of feces and urine together permeated the airtight room, Wu Bijun ate hard dry food, and felt that what she swallowed was not food, but completely ground porcelain scraps, and her esophagus seemed to be covered with blood.

There are already more than 30 women in the house, many of these women are local to Quanzhou, so naturally they will not be sold nearby, it is too troublesome, and when there are enough more than 40 women, they will be uniformly loaded, first transported to Hangzhou, sorted, and then scattered along the canal under construction to all parts of the south of the Yangtze River.

There is not much time left for Wu Bijun.

A day ago, Wu Bijun finally took a chance to look out the window, and saw a tall banner from the bottom up, with the word "Yunlai" on it, and the others were completely invisible, and I didn't know if it was an inn or a green building, or an inn.

However, now she can only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, secretly tore the silk underwear into pieces, and wrote a letter for help with blood, which reads: "I am the daughter of the Wu family in Wusheng County, and I am now trapped in the underground of Quanzhou City. ”

Wu Bijun tore the underwear into many parts, and wrote a lot of copies, and the women who were locked up with her also tore off the underwear and gave her more copies, so that she could write more copies, wrap them well, and give them to the sisters who are responsible for cleaning the feces every day to secretly take them out.

Quietly throw the rag in the ditch and let it float with the water, whether anyone can pick it up or not depends on fate, and whether the person who picks it up is illiterate or not, whether he will go to the black wound to help this favor, only God knows.

It's better than doing nothing and waiting to die, right? At this time, she could only pray for the Bodhisattva's blessing.