"Who is not afraid of death, but dares to spoil my good deeds, young master?" The man in white turned his head angrily, and found Zhao Fan walking in from the door, and couldn't help sneering, "Yo yo yo, isn't this our Zhao Steward?" What, come and admire me for you woman? Don't worry, when I'm done playing, if you call me grandpa, I'll play with you too, hahaha......"

"Lord Wang, is it really you, I'm not dreaming, am I?" Joey was startled when she heard this, and raised her head just to see Zhao Fan running towards her, but her body shook and she was about to fall to the ground, and the scissors in her hand fell to the ground with a snap.

Zhao Fan hurriedly rushed forward and hugged Joey, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with some guilt, and said softly, "Yi'er, I'm sorry, I'm late and let you be wronged." ”

Joey looked at Zhao Fan quietly with red eyes, and muttered, "Lord Wang, I'm not afraid of death, what I'm afraid of is that I will never see you again in this life." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, nothing will die." Zhao Fan gently pinched Joey's face and said warmly, "Little fool, you will never be allowed to die without my permission." ”

Joey didn't answer, just snuggled in Zhao Fan's arms obediently, enjoying Zhao Fan's unique sense of security.

"Hey, what a couple of lovers who love concubines, it's so touching, Zhao Fan, I will take good care of your woman, as for you, I heard that there doesn't seem to be much grain and grass in the army, I see that your fine skin and tender meat must taste very good." The man in white looked at the two people who were beside him, and said with some annoyance.

Zhao Fan saw that Joey in his arms was nothing serious, and immediately put his mind at ease, and looked at the man in white with some pity, what is the situation, he still can't see the situation clearly, and he really deserves to be a gentleman.

"Bearded, cut off his limbs for me, and remember, don't kill me."

"Yes, lord." The bearded man answered, turned around and walked towards the man in white with a cruel smile, holding the dagger from his waist in his hand, and gently played a trick.

"What do you want to do? Come on, come on! The man in white looked at the bearded man who was getting closer and closer, the dagger in his hand reversed back and forth between his fingers, the cold light flickered and made people shudder, and his face suddenly changed sharply, "I am the son of Lord Wang, if you dare to touch me, my father will definitely not let you go!" ”

glanced at the door like a helper, and saw Qiao Xinchao standing at the door, looking inside, as if grasping the last straw, and hurriedly shouted, "Master Qiao, save me, save me!" ”

Zhao Fan, who was holding Joey on the side, smiled when he heard this, and glanced at Qiao Xinchao at the door with a somewhat strange look.

Qiao Xinchao looked at Zhao Fan's eyes that suddenly became a little playful, quickly shrunk his neck, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the front of the man in white, kicked the man in white's stomach, and shouted angrily, "I'll save your uncle, you little bastard wants to kill me!" ”

The boy in white was kicked to the ground by Qiao Xinchao unexpectedly, and he hugged his stomach in pain and scolded angrily, "Qiao Xinchao, are you crazy, my father is Wang Dongming, you dare to beat me, I will kill your whole family!" ”

"What's wrong with me hitting you! You still want to kill my whole family? Qiao Xinchao, who was still a little cowering, was a little angry when he heard the threat of the man in white, and he suddenly remembered that those poor children in his village, those friendly villagers, were all made into their so-called marching dry food by these beast-faced beasts, and one by one the fresh lives were about to disappear around him.

"Family, do I still have family?" Viciously glancing at the white-clothed man who was rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, Qiao Xinchao jumped up with red eyes, stepped on his joint, and rubbed it on the ground fiercely.

"I let you bully women!"

"I'll let you bully the market!"

"I'll let you bully!"

"I made you Wang Dongming's son!"

"I'll let you yell at me!"

"I'll let you make my fellow villagers into dry food for the march!"

……

Every time he shouted, Qiao Xinchao jumped up and stepped on it, and forcibly used his weak body to trample the white-clothed boy on the ground to cry and scream, the flesh and blood were blurred, and even finally jumped up and stepped on the offspring bag of the white-clothed man's lower body, instantly making the white-clothed boy who was originally crying wolf like a rooster that was choked by the neck, and completely lost his sound.

The soldiers who rushed into the house with Zhao Fan only felt a breath of cool air at this time, and their scalps were numb for a while, and some soldiers who were psychologically fragile couldn't help but reach out and touch their lower bodies, until they found that their baby was still safe and sound on their bodies, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

The bearded man looked at the white-clothed man who had almost become a meat paste on the ground, and then looked at Qiao Xinchao, who was originally like a thin chicken, and couldn't help but walk up to him, patted his shoulder and said in surprise, "I'll go, old Joe, you can really do it, it really impresses me, it's a little bloody, I'm starting to look at you a little bit." ”

Qiao Xinchao only felt a strange force on his shoulder, and instantly felt his body stumble, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"Hahaha......" Looking at Qiao Xinchao with an embarrassed face, the bearded man laughed loudly, walked to the man in white and touched his neck, turned back to Zhao Fan and said, "Lord Wang, this guy is dead." ”

Zhao Fan frowned when he heard this, and said coldly, "I said, don't kill him yet." ”

"Lord Wang, this has nothing to do with me, it was Old Joe who killed him......" The bearded man shrunk his neck and muttered in a low voice.

Qiao Xinchao's face was on the side, beads of sweat the size of beans fell down his cheeks, and he stammered a little, "Wang... Rajah... I... I, I, I..."

Zhao Fan and the bearded man glanced at each other, laughed one after another, and for a while, the somewhat dull atmosphere in the room became lively.

"Okay, okay, Old Joe, the prince is joking with you, look at your scare." The bearded man patted Qiao Xinchao's shoulder and said with a smile.

"The prince said he laughed, the general said he laughed......" Qiao Xinchao glanced at Zhao Fan secretly, seeing that he didn't seem to be angry, he couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, secretly relieved.

"Lord Wang, what should you do with these people?" Scar pointed to the group of people pressed by the soldiers behind him and asked, it was the generals and civilian officials who had just been in the hall and were drinking with Ma Yin and the others.

"Just these scumbags, what else is there to ask about this, kill them all." The bearded man said nonchalantly.

Scar glanced at Zhao Fan, who nodded silently, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"Lord Wang, don't do it!"