Dare to call yourself such a big face on the street. Hum! If you don't kill him today, you can count yourself as soft-hearted!

"Isn't this Uncle Zheng in the cave in the west of the city? How did you get here? ”

"Hurry up, go and report to the official, if you continue to fight like this, you have to die!"

The more people gathered, Zhao Xiangling knew that if she stayed any longer, something would happen to her. She couldn't stay here for long.

Looking sideways at Li Ruiqing, that's exactly what he meant.

It's best not to worry too much about this idle matter.

Uncle Zheng was knocked to the ground, facing the addition of fists and kicks, but he just fell to the ground and laughed: "God has no eyes, the sky is unfair, and the saint can't see it!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangling stopped.

Uncle Zheng took a sip and continued: "A cub like you, I just hate not stuffing you back into my mother's womb!" ”

Although Wang Yao is in the market, he is highly respected on the surface, and he rarely hears such vulgar words, and he immediately becomes angry when he is scolded like this, and roars: "Beat me, beat me to death!" Shoot him! Beat him to death! ”

When the guards heard this, they started hard and quickly. When the onlookers saw it, they only dared to be angry and did not dare to step forward.

Spit out blood, Uncle Zheng laughed: "What if you kill me? I originally hoped that my daughter would marry a good family, but now my mother-in-law is gone, and my daughter is gone! I don't believe it, you beat me to death on the street today, and I can't pull a single hair out of it! ”

Zhao Xiangling lowered his eyes. Maybe Wang Yao can really have this ability. After all, where is the life of the people in a slum more important than the face of being the prime minister?

"Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, I don't want my old Zheng Ming anymore, and I don't want my face anymore, this livestock, we don't believe that one person can't drown him with a mouthful of spit!"

Although Uncle Zheng is old, his body bones look pretty good, and he is quite sharp at avoiding the fists of those attendants.

He shouted: "Over the years, this beast has ruined how many of our yellow flower girls!" My daughter, my mother-in-law's desperate daughter! ”

Tears flowed first after the words.

Uncle Zheng mourned, failed to dodge a punch, was hit in the head, and lay on the ground for a long time unable to get up.

From the intermittent descriptions of Uncle Zheng and passers-by, Zhao Xiangling probably spelled out the truth of the matter.

Uncle Zheng's daughter is called Acui, fifteen years old this year, and she is at the age of discussing marriage, and she has just decided to marry and is ready to marry after the year.

Acuiniang died of childbirth when she gave birth to her, leaving only the grandfather and daughter to rely on each other.

Atsui has always been very sensible, since she was five years old, she has been tiptoeing on the bench to cook porridge for her father every day, and when her father goes to the ground, she stays at home alone.

As soon as the days passed, it was more than ten years. If you go on and survive until Atsui gets married, the hope of the two of them will not be far away.

However, hope is just hope after all, just like a bubble, it will dissipate at the touch of it. I don't know which time Acui went to Beijing to recruit the eyes of this Wang's head snake, and he actually asked him to remember, one day when Uncle Zheng went to the ground, he actually forcibly asked Acui!

Acui felt that life was hopeless, a hemp rope broke this life, and when Uncle Zheng returned at night, what he saw was a cold corpse on the beam.

"My Atril, my miserable son." Uncle Zheng had no power to fight back, he was covered in ashes, lying on the ground and crying, "Why didn't I chop this livestock!" Son, Abba is useless, he can't avenge you, he can't avenge you. ”

Wang Yao's guards were getting lighter and lighter, and some were even trembling. People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

The dust was stained with tears and mud, and Uncle Zheng's face was the same color as mud, stained with blood and full of cracks, which was really miserable. I don't know who in the crowd shouted: "Let's just watch here, or it's not human!" ”

After speaking, a big man with a flat burden put the burden on his body, pushed aside the crowd, strode forward, he punched Wang Yao's guard in the face, and helped Uncle Zheng up.

"It's the other way around! It's the other way around! Wang Yao was furious. He raised his sleeve to block the rotten vegetable leaves that were thrown over, and said loudly, "Do it!" Do it all for me! Otherwise, when I go home, I want you to look good! ”

There is no shortage of masters around Wang Yao, if they are really asked to fight, they will have to lose a few lives here.

When the attendant heard this, he drew his knife and really went to the crowd. The sharp-eyed people shouted and retreated: "It's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible, it's murdering, someone is killing someone!" ”

Wang Yao commanded people to disperse these troublemakers, but unexpectedly, the black clothes flashed, and the blade turned abruptly, forcing the guards to take a step back.

"I see, who dares to do it in front of me!"

Zhao Xiangling stood in front of Uncle Zheng with his arms crossed, Li Ruiqing stood next to him, the long sword had been released, and it was very meaningful that anyone dared to take someone's life.

The two of them came out quickly, and no one could see who made the first move, only to see two black clothes coming from the sky, and then the knives in their hands fell to the ground one after another, and there was no threat.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "You are not small, if you are ......"

The sound of horses' hooves and neat footsteps suddenly rose, and the soldiers broke their steps and formed a circle around the place: "Who is making trouble?" ”

Wang Yao straightened his clothes and walked out with a smile: "Big brother, last time we said that we were going to drink together, let's have two drinks when this matter is dealt with today?" ”

The patrol soldier at the head was quite impatient, but he just smiled: "It's you again, what happened to you this time?" ”

Back to life, back to him.

Wang Yao disagreed: "Little things, little things." It's just a crazy old man who slashed me on the street, but fortunately, his subordinates were happy and didn't ask him to succeed. ”

The inspector pretended to be surprised: "Anything else? You said it lightly, and you didn't cause any deaths, did you? ”

"No, no, how can it? It's just a catch, nothing serious. Wang Yao didn't want to dwell on this matter, "I don't think it's a big deal, why don't you go and have two drinks together?" ”

There was a sloppy eye here, and some people in the crowd were dissatisfied: "Official, this is almost a death, you can't be partial." ”

Although everyone knows that this Wang Yao has been accused countless times, none of them have not come out easily in less than half an hour.

It makes no difference between suing and not succumbing, catching or not catching.

When the inspector heard about the murder, he frowned, and when he saw that Uncle Zheng, who was bleeding from his head, he thought about it.

He smiled: "The seventh prince of Wang is born with gold, so naturally he can't be wronged. Since this crazy old man has frightened you, should you ask him to make amends? ”

Turning his head, the inspector said, "Let's go with us, and be a witness." ”

The words were directed towards Wang Yao, and the actual words mocked him. Besides, when he really got to the court, he made a big deal about it, and Wang Yao had to be scolded again when he went back.

Wang Yao was thinking about how to refuse, and the inspector put his arm on his shoulder: "Let's go, let's go, the victim Wang Gongzi, cooperate with the villain's work, just go?" ”

After a turn of thought, seeing Zhao Xiangling standing behind, Wang Yao suddenly had a more negative idea: "Okay, then let's go like this." It's just that those two troublemakers, do they have to go back too? ”

Pointing at Zhao Xiangling and Li Ruiqing, Wang Yao was very proud.

He didn't believe it, facing Jing Zhaoyin, this girl could still wear a mask and hide her name!