The widow in the mouth of the tangerine peel cinnamon is naturally the widow of the king of Zinan Village, Fang Fan can certainly understand why the tangerine peel cinnamon did this, he doesn't want Huazi to wash his face with tears all day long, and he doesn't want to see Huazi go to a dead end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although there is no black baby to add oil and vinegar, but the vicious mouth is still the same vicious, are there fewer people in the world who are forced to die by the long-tongued woman?

Chen Pi Cinnamon wanted to see Hanako's smiling face, not the swollen and rotting corpse in the river, so he said hello to Fang Fan and went to Zinan Village.

The sun sinks in the West Mountain.

Fang Fan sat in the tea shed exactly the same as Zidong Village, his chin was supported with his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were tapping on the table boringly, and in front of him, there was a cup of steaming tea.

The leper father was not in the tea shed, and this cup of tea was also brewed by Fang Fan himself, but Fang Fan firmly believed that he would see the leper father soon, because the stove, the bucket, and the leftover tea leaves were all in the shed, so all he had to do was wait.

The fire in the furnace gradually went out, the sky also darkened, Fang Fan's body was shrouded in darkness, everything was silent, only the regular sound of percussion came from the tea shed one by one.

On the path of the wheat field, the rickety old man was trembling and walking from a distance, his back was so hunched that he seemed to use all his strength when he took a step, and by the time he entered the shed, it was completely dark.

"Little brother is waiting for me?" Father Leper took out the flint and lit the stove, and a half-lit candle was placed on Fang Fan's table.

Fang Fan looked at the yellow tears flowing from the candle and said, "That's right."

"I'm not a girl from Yihong Mansion, why are you waiting for a bad old man like me who smells all over my body, shouldn't you be soft and fragrant at this time, spending a night of spring supper?" Daddy Leper laughed as he lifted the cauldron full of water to the stove, and although he was old, he had great strength.

"Because I'm going to see how you poisoned the village girls, and how you sold the village girls into the kiln." Fang Fan no longer knocked on the table, but stared at the bald head of the leper father.

Daddy's smile instantly stopped, but soon, a smile appeared on his face again.

"It seems that the little brother knows everything?" The leper father sat opposite Fang Fan.

"I just didn't understand it all, so I got here." Fang Fan stared at the leper father's cloudy eyes.

Daddy laughed, "What do you want to know?"

"I want to ......" Before Fang Fan finished speaking, he heard the sound of clothes, and a rich boy swept into the tea shed.

"Quick, have a cup of tea, I'm dying of thirst!"

Tangerine peel and cinnamon hurriedly shouted, grabbed the tea on the table and drank it all, and then took a long breath of comfort.

At this moment, the leper father suddenly burst out, and the boiling boiling water was grabbed by him with one hand, and thrown it at Fang Fan and the two of them, Chen Pi and Cinnamon still looked blank and didn't understand the situation, but found that Fang Fan had grabbed his shoulder and exited the tea shed.

With a bang, the leper father pulled the iron axe from the stake, and he walked over the steaming ground with the axe in one hand, and grabbed his shirt with his left hand, and snorted, and his shirt was torn off like a rag, and although his back was hunched, the skin on his upper body was not relaxed, but there was a strong muscle.

Chen Pi and Cinnamon looked at the leper father's sturdy upper body dumbfounded, and said without blinking: "I'll go, this old man is so violent, how can you offend him?"

Fang Fan said angrily: "I let you think about what I said at Chen Wang's house, have you forgotten all the clouds."

Chen Pi Cinnamon said with some embarrassment: "I only thought about killing the old widow, and I forgot about it."

While Fang Fan was speechless in his heart, the iron axe had already slashed with cold light, this axe had the potential to split the mountain, and as soon as the leper father made a move, he tried his best.

Fang Fan didn't care about the axe, he just stretched out two fingers at random, the mountain could no longer be split, the iron axe took root between the two fingers, and he couldn't pull it out and couldn't cut it, with a bang, the iron axe broke into several pieces.

Like this kind of mortal soldier created in the blacksmith shop, where can it withstand the power of Fang Fan's two fingers, the leper father was suddenly shocked back to the tea shed, and with a bang, the wooden table was smashed to pieces.

"Now let's tell me everything I want to know."

Fang Fan stepped back to the tea shed, but the leper father closed his eyes tightly, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, as if he was out of breath more and less in breath.

"Huh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Fan's eyes, his shot was not heavy, although the leper father said that his martial arts foundation was not solid, he should not be injured so seriously, was it because of his old age?

Fang Fan squatted down and stretched out two fingers to open the leper father's eyelids, but suddenly, the leper father opened his eyes violently, and a silver needle suddenly spit out!

No one could describe the timing of this blow, such a close distance, and it was Fang Fan who had just crouched, below the transcendent realm, no matter who it was, without preparation, he could not avoid this blow.

Fang Fan couldn't avoid it either, but he had already prepared, he really didn't believe that his leper father was seriously injured and fell into a coma after receiving a palm, so although he was tempting, he never let his guard down.

Fang Fan's head suddenly folded at an incredible angle, and the silver needle that shot at the center of his eyebrows grazed his ears, and then wiped the hair that had fallen from the tangerine peel and cinnamon on the side of his face, and flashed silver light into the darkness.

The hair fell lightly to the ground, and the tangerine peel and cinnamon stood dumbfounded, and the body was as stiff as a piece of wood.

Fang Fan pinched the leper father's chin, clicked twice, and the chin was removed, now, it is difficult for the leper father to speak, even if there is a silver needle in his mouth, he will never be able to spit it out.

"It seems that you haven't been practicing martial arts for a long time, and you rarely do anything with people, right?"

Fang Fan let go of the leper father's chin, if he often used to work with people, he would already be slippery like a small fish, how could he just use the back hand after fighting, if he played a few rounds and then made this move, Fang Fan couldn't say that he really fell for the leper father's plan.

The leper father didn't say a word, just stared at Fang Fan with hatred.

Fang Fan's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Don't plan to say it?"

Daddy snorted coldly.

Fang Fan picked up a stone, shook it, and said, "Give you one last chance."

"You're going to kill me if you kind of it!"

This sentence was vaguely said by the leper father, but Fang Fan still heard it clearly.

Fang Fan laughed again, laughing coldly, pulling the leper father's left hand, and the stone slammed down, hitting the index finger.

There was a pop, followed by the sound of broken bones, blood splattered, and the index finger was already mud.

There was no scream, and the leper father did not faint, he endured it, his face was red, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Or don't you say it?" Fang Fan brushed away the leper father's middle finger again, and wiped the middle finger with the blood-stained stone.

Although the leper father broke out in a cold sweat, he still endured it, although his mouth couldn't be closed, Fang Fan still found it difficult to pry his mouth open.