When Ma Ding led people to break in just now, there were already a lot of people watching the excitement outside.

Although he didn't look back at this time, he also knew that those people were still watching from the outside.

Ma Zhi said in a straight way:

"I know that Lord Song doesn't want his family to be ugly, but this matter is related to the National Temple, not Lord Song's family."

"Jingzhao Mansion was originally ordered by the emperor to investigate all things in Beijing."

"If Lord Song refuses to hand over people to us today, and when something really goes wrong with the Miaofa Temple in the future, it hurts His Majesty or the noble body of His Majesty, will Lord Song be able to afford it then?"

Ma Ding had a good posture for Song Xuanrong and persuaded him:

"Lord Song, I know that you are afraid of damaging the face of your mansion, but the thief is not from your Song mansion, and your lady was also deceived by him before."

"We are on an errand, so why should Lord Song embarrass us for him."

"You refused to hand them over, and you stopped me from entering."

"If it spreads, it will be said that you, Lord Song, don't want your family to be ugly."

"But if you don't know, I'm afraid you will think that Lord Song wants to protect the thief, so as to cover up something unseemly."

Song Xuanrong listened to his meaningful words, and his face was extremely ugly.

Damn Hu Jinhai.

He knew he hadn't had any good intentions in sending someone!

Song Xuanrong looked at the crowd outside the door, and those who looked quite strange when they heard the words.

"When did the official say that he would not hand it over to you?"

Ma Ding was stunned.

Song Xuanrong said coldly:

"Jingzhao Mansion is on an errand, how can this official stop it."

"Come on, take their people to the firewood room to get people, lest they turn around and say that the official is blocking them from running errands!"

Ma Dingyuan still thought that they would be entangled for a while before they could force Song Xuanrong to call someone, but he didn't expect him to let go so easily.

He looked at Song Xuanrong's fearless appearance, and faintly had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Song Xuanrong sneered: "What, isn't the saber head going to take people?" ”

Ma Ding could only grit his teeth and let people follow: "You guys, go and bring people over." ”

Those yacha followed the people of the Song family to the backyard, and after a while, they came back with a panicked face.

Behind them was a man who was covered with a garment that covered his head.

Ma Ding's heart sighed: "What about people? ”

"People are here, but ...... But it's dead......"

"What did you say?"

Ma Ding hurriedly walked behind the man and lifted the clothes.

When I saw clearly the Huici who was covered under his clothes, he had already smashed half of his head and was obviously out of breath.

Ma Ding's face changed greatly, and he said angrily:

"What's going on, how did people die?!"

The yacha who went to the backyard to get people before whispered:

"When we went, the Song family was outside, and before we could get closer, we heard a noise inside, and when we opened the door, we saw that he had crashed into the house."

Ma Ding said urgently: "Was there anyone else in there at that time?" ”

The man shook his head: "Didn't see ......"

When they entered, the window was open, but Hui Ci was the only one in the room.

He went to the window and looked, but he didn't see anyone else, even if anyone was really afraid, he ran away.

Ma Ding almost didn't get angry when he heard this, so he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

"Idiot."

I can't do this at all!!

Song Xuanrong looked at Ma Ding's face that had opened a dyeing shop, and his face was extremely hideous, and the previous depression was finally happy.