Wang Lu carried the bloody knife, stood aside, and looked at him with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back, my hand is a little heavier." ”

"Why?" Meng Zhipei gasped and hissed.

How could this loyal servant, who had been by his side since childhood, kill him?

How so?

"Master Hou doesn't know?" Hearing this why, Wang Lu was stunned.

He, he didn't know!!

I don't know whether to be angry or laugh for a while: "Also, how can people who have been high above since birth care about us ants?" ”

"Master Hou doesn't know, then I'll tell you!"

"You are merry and happy, but it is not only the child in Jiang Lingran's belly who can pay the price for you, but also my mother!"

When he came out of prison, what did he see?

A puddle of meat puree?

He never knew that people could be like that.

From that moment on, he swore that he would subvert this Hou Mansion.

These golden and noble people are going to her mother's funeral!

"Your mother?" Meng Zhipei was at a loss for a moment: "Which one is your mother?" ”

"What did you say!!" Wang Lusheng gritted his teeth, his blood-red eyes stared at the person on the ground, his nose fluttered, his breathing became heavier, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was already cold before he could laugh.

He stepped forward, and when he bent over, the knife in his hand fell heavily into Meng Zhipei's chest: "You give me death!" ”

Meng Zhipei, who was stabbed, was like fish meat on a chopping board.

And these days' drunken gold fans have already hollowed out their bodies, where can they withstand the flexibility of Wang Lu and the strength of his arms.

I couldn't stop it, and watched the knife fall, pierce my clothes, break my bones, and sink into my blood.

Meng Zhipei grew up, and the most seriously injured time was when Jiang Ji whipped him.

At that time, he collapsed on the ground, and felt that his hair and nails were painful.

But now, it hurts a hundred times more than then.

The knife was cold and hard in his heart, his eyes were black in pain, and his whole body was instantly numb.

The location of the two knife wounds was the first to wake up, and the gradually worsening pain was like a small hook, hooking the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, and slowly tearing.

The unbearable torture made his breathing intermittent, and he raised his hand at his side tremblingly, trying to pull out the knife and loosen it loosely.

But I heard Wang Lu say with a smile: "Persuade the Hou Ye not to touch it." ”

He bent down and squatted beside Meng Zhipei, and explained seriously: "If you pull it out now, the blood will spurt out immediately, and you won't be able to live." ”

Meng Zhipei didn't dare to move, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Help me, help me get a doctor, and I will repay you." ”

Wang Lu smiled: "How can Master Hou repay him?" ”

Every time Meng Zhipei breathes, he will drive the wound.

He had to slow down his breath and whispered, "I'll give you all the things in this house." ”

"As long as you go and get a doctor now."

"Master Hou, open your eyes and see, what is left in this mansion?" Wang Lu's smile widened: "There are only empty shells left." ”

Meng Zhipei thought of these days, and he handed over all the affairs of the mansion to Wang Lu to take care of.

In an instant, I understood the meaning of these words: "You... It's you? ”

"Who else but me?" Wang Lu saw that this idiot finally understood, and laughed: "Don't worry, Master Hou, I will take your silver and live the rest of my life comfortably." ”

"You, you're damned!" Meng Zhipei's eyes widened angrily, and he struggled to tug at his collar.

How could Wang Lu allow him to be like this?!

Snorted coldly, a fist slammed into his heart.

The knife in his chest shook slightly from the punch.

Meng Zhipei was punched, choking on blood from his mouth, and he couldn't move for a while.

Wang Lu regretted it a little, these two knives were given too simply, causing the blood to flow more than now again, I am afraid that within this moment and a half, Meng Zhipei will die.

He didn't want Meng Zhipei to die so easily.

While taking off his clothes to help him suppress the bleeding wound, he said: "Master Hou is modest, the most damned person is you." ”

The clothes were wrapped around the knife, and the blood quickly soaked the clothes, Wang Lu frowned, and muttered, "I still want to play more, it seems that it can't be done." ”

"Master Hou knows, in fact, it's not just me who wants you to die, there is also a person you have in mind who wants you to die more than me."

Meng Zhipei's eyes that gradually lost their luster suddenly froze, and he stared at Wang Lu, his lips moving.

The voice was so weak that even Wang Lu couldn't hear it clearly.

But he could guess who Meng Zhipei was talking about, and nodded with a smile: "Hou Ye is smart." ”

Meng Zhipei's chest rose and fell violently.

This gasp pulled the wound on his chest, his facial features twisted, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth with great difficulty: "No, it can't be!" ”

She won't, Jiang Lingran won't!

In the thin twilight, Wang Lu smiled bloodthirsty and cruel.

He sat down cross-legged, glanced at the blood stains under Meng Zhipei's body and the knife on his chest, and sighed: "Master Hou hasn't been around for long, there are some things, I won't talk about it, and I won't have a chance after that." ”

Meng Zhipei glared at him, speechless.

Wang Lu told a story like a story, telling his dealings with Jiang Lingran, what Jiang Lingran had assigned him to do, and his conjectures about Jiang Lingran.

After saying this, I still didn't feel satisfied, and I also told him about Zheng Qingyi and Zhou.

Meng Zhipei's cloudy eyes were stained with murderous intent, and he breathed tremblingly: "You... You're damned, I'm going to kill you! ”

He clenched his fists with all his might, staring at the enemy, trying to get up.

Wang Lu didn't take his threat seriously at all.

But seeing him so angry, my heart became more and more happy.

"Actually, I've also investigated some of the things about Li Laodao."

"You, you are indeed the son of Li Laodao." As he spoke, he held up his slap and slapped him twice in the face.

Seeing that Meng Zhipei's pale face was flushed, as if he was distressed, he stroked it gently.

"Let me do the math..." He took out his fingers in a manner and called them one by one: "Li Laodao, Mrs. Hou, the child in Jiang Lingran's belly, Zheng Qingyi, Wang Huzi, tsk, why did Master Hou kill so many people?" ”

"I'm afraid that the king of Hades won't be happy to accept you, right?"

"Enjoy half your life, but after you die, you can only go to hell." He shook his head regretfully.

Meng Zhipei's eyes were weak, his whole body was cold, and his hands and feet were cold and wooden.

He knew he wouldn't survive.

But Wang Lu is a dog offal, he must clean it up.

Otherwise, even if you die, you can't close your eyes.

"Jiang Lingran, save me!" He looked behind Wang Lu and called for help in a low voice.

Ginger zero dye?! Wang Lu was startled, and immediately turned around.

Looking around, there was not a single ghost in the gloomy and dilapidated courtyard, let alone Jiang Lingran.

"Master Hou..."

He wanted to mock Meng Zhipei, this was because he saw the phantom of the most missing person before he died.

But before he finished speaking, he was pounced, and a bright red light flashed in the corner of his eye, and then his neck suddenly sank.

His mouth opened wide in horror, and a hoarse, intoned voice squeezed out of his broken throat.