Lin Dangnan stared closely at the big box that seemed to have blood gushing, his eyes widened angrily, there seemed to be an undercurrent churning between his throats, and there was a faint roar of a beast in his mouth.

His throat was itchy, his heart ached, panicked, confused, frightened.

A loud roar finally broke the silence, but it was not him, but the old butler beside him who was scarred and looked like his time was running out, in the box, on the head tower, the highest independent was Lin Dangnan's most powerful arm, the son of the old butler, the only son.

The old housekeeper is old these years, his body is not as good as before, and he rarely walks on the rivers and lakes, but he was also a famous figure back then, and the rivers and lakes and thousand-yuan masters who were killed by him are not nameless.

The old butler roared, picked up a square stool and walked towards Zhang Hong's back that was about to disappear, and then changed his steps sharply, and with a slight touch of his right hand on the handrail of the stairs, he floated up, rose in mid-air, and killed the enemy.

Zhang Hong, who was about to go out of the door, stopped, didn't look at the square stool that was hitting him with the power of Wan Jun, let alone the old housekeeper who was squirming at him in mid-air, but looked at Lin Dangnan, who was trembling because he didn't know whether he was excited or scared.

A spear pierced in from outside the door, and a sturdy figure with a helmet and armor blocked in front of Zhang Hong, the spear dragon danced, and the square stool made of mahogany turned into a sky of debris and scattered, and more than ten cold rays appeared behind them, and more than ten crossbowmen.

The military general waved his hand at the old butler in mid-air, more than ten crossbow arrows were fired together, and the old butler was unwilling to call for peace, only had time to knock out the first few arrows, and was stabbed into the thin body by the rest, spewing out a stream of blood, planted on the ground, after a few convulsions, it was completely lifeless, like an old hedgehog who had withdrawn his hair.

With a spear in his hand, the military commander pointed directly at the martial arts heroes in the audience, and then laughed away in a long silence.

Zhang Hong was still staring at Lin Dangnan, looking at the other party's anger, looking at the other party's sadness, and watching him bend over and clench his fists at himself after finally calming down.

Zhang Hong was a little surprised, and some admired the chief dart head who almost integrated the green forests in the south of the Yangtze River and occupied the top position in the martial arts.

It's a pity, even if Lin Dangnan can bend and stretch again, but he shouldn't have become someone else's knife and cut the child's reverse scales, when he was in Fengyang, he saw how this child disobeyed the prince for his own obsession and forced him to comply, and his little Lin Dangnan would inevitably be in a catastrophe.

Lin Dangnan can't die, he will be even worse than dead.

Zhang Hong was the deliverer of the first gift, and he had some people in his hands, and he knew that the second batch of gifts would be delivered within half a pillar of incense after he left this door, and that gift was enough to crush everyone present.

But Zhu Ding also prepared a third gift, what this gift was, Zhang Hong didn't know.

No longer looking at Lin Dangnan, who was bound to be inferior to a dead man, Zhang Hong turned around, his hands shrunk in his sleeves, and his figure left the restaurant a little gloomy.

After Zhang Hong left the tea, the first and second floors were still quiet, and many people even raised the wine glasses in their hands, watching the old housekeeper who was once rickety but not hindering his majesty fell into a pool of blood in the middle of the first floor, looking at Lin Dangnan, who was standing at the staircase on the second floor, and looking at the open box full of human heads, and couldn't understand what was going on.

Lin Dangnan didn't understand either, he didn't understand why things came to this? Tightly because of the little gangs in a small city? Just because of a little co-leader in that little gang? How could he cling to a court official who even looked up to him?

He believes that even if Zhang Hong, the newcomer of the Six Doors Chief Catcher, is willing to surrender his identity and act in this drama, he will not have such courage, after this incident, no matter how the government will react in the future, even if Lin Dangnan is detained or even dies here today, the martial arts in Jiangnan will inevitably be in chaos.

Lin Dangnan made a hundred calculations in his heart, and the heroes in the restaurant finally came back to their senses, and began to make a big uproar led by a few heads and sects, and for a while, the sound of the blades coming out of the sheath and the shouts of "kill the dog officer, take revenge" were endless.

Lin Dangnan was afraid in his heart, endured his hatred, and finally suppressed the noise of these people for the time being.

He still stood at the top of the stairs, without the slightest intention of ordering the box of human heads to be gathered up for the sake of sacrifice, and the old butler who had followed him before and after the saddle was still lying in the blood that had begun to solidify, and his eyes were wide open, but he did not look at it again.

The lights of death are extinguished, no matter how great the favor and hatred have passed with their last breath, and there is no longer any obstacle with them, but there are still people alive, Lin Dangnan is still alive, and their death may become a sharp blade for him, a sharp blade that stabs the opponent behind the scenes.

Lin Dangnan couldn't stand at the fellow Jianghu upstairs, tried his best to suppress those resentment and cowardice, forced a few tears out of the corners of his eyes, and then straightened up and looked around again, ensuring that everyone could see his humiliation clearly, before he was ready to start telling, starting to complain, and start bewitching.

Most of these people are from reckless backgrounds, at least half of them don't even know a big character, the most particular about the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, he believes that as long as he can play normally today, he will definitely be able to bring a lot of turmoil to the south of the Yangtze River, and add a few circles of ripples to the turbulent Ming in the core place.

But he forgot that Zhang Hong said when he came that he was only the first "congratulatory gift", so the words he wanted to say today were destined to have no chance to say it.

"Jin was entrusted by Xiaoyou to escort the second batch of congratulatory gifts, and sent Rui to Mr. Lin in the year of his fate!"

The voice at the door was peaceful, no arrogant, no seniors showing weakness, the tone was normal, so ordinary that it was like acquaintances meeting each other and saying, "Have you eaten?" What do you eat? ”

But everyone present trembled in their hearts, the first batch of birthday gifts were still bloody enough, enough for them to accept.

It was a young fat man dressed in a neat robe, holding a rope that was neither thick nor thin, and the rope extended outside the door, and he didn't know what was tied there.

This fat man is very fat, almost a moving sphere, his eyes are very small, and like ordinary fat people, he always seems a little lazy and cowardly, he doesn't look like a person who practices martial arts, and even his physical fitness is not as good as that of ordinary people.

Some of the people here knew the fat man, and began to leave the table nervously, clenching their fists respectfully, and only after halfway through the action did they remember that this person seemed to be friend or foe today, so they stopped their hands on their chests and didn't know what to do.

More people here didn't know the fat man, but when they saw their boss being so respectful, or when they saw the mountain they could only look up to, they seemed to want to say hello first, so the scolding on their lips was forcibly withdrawn, and they also stood up anxiously, and they were at a loss for what to do with their predecessors.

"I don't know the little friend in Jin Shaoxia's mouth, but Mingzhou ...... The deputy leader of the Tiger Shark Gang in Ningbo City? ”