Chapter 134: All the Way, All the Way (2) (Monday Ticket)

Yang Ming saw their changed faces, so she was a little proud, and continued to play the triangle by herself, acting so vividly.

At the beginning, Yang Ming was paralyzed in bed, and playing others was one of her few pastimes. I know this very well.

“……”

"yes, yes, there's nothing to be afraid of at all. Isn't it just two people who died, and we have calculated that they have died over the years, not to mention 100,000, tens of thousands are appropriate. Do you care about two more? This is Fang Xingbo, and Yang Ming's imitation is still in place.

When he heard this, Lao Jiang's face was already iron-blue.

Just as the white man was able to distinguish Lin Ke's voice, he could also distinguish Fang Xingbo's voice and speaking characteristics.

And the drunkard, who had long forgotten to drink, muttered to himself: "I see, I see!" For them, it's just a few deaths! Haha, haha...... Fang Xingbo, Fang Xingbo, you kid is worthy of me! ”

Speaking of the back, the drunkard suddenly cried bitterly.

Yang Ming, who was so eloquent, was overwhelmed by the drunkard's crying, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to Pang Shiyuan for help.

Pang Shiyuan spread his hands and said that he didn't understand what was going on at all, and naturally he couldn't solve it.

Lao Jiang and the white man didn't notice the interaction between the two, they were comforting the drunkard who was sad and hated to the extreme.

"Don't do that, drunkard! We will definitely take revenge for this revenge. Lao Jiang hugged the drunkard's shoulders and said in a deep voice.

The white man's tone was solemn: "Drunkard, what's the use of crying." Fang Xingbo dares to attack us, and we must return an eye for an eye. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. ”

I don't know if the words of the two of them played a role, but the drunkard quickly controlled his feelings and wiped his face with his sleeve. Only then did he say apologetically: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper." ”

Pang Shiyuan and Yang Ming naturally hurriedly said that it didn't matter, but the doubts on their faces couldn't be hidden.

Lao Jiang first looked at the drunkard who had basically stabilized his feelings, and explained: "The Fang Xingbo you are talking about is a junior whom we value very much. We've always focused on developing him, supporting him and hoping he gets ahead. But I never imagined that he would use us as almost all of his relatives......"

"Lao Jiang. Let's say it myself! At this point, the drunkard interjected.

"Fang Xingbo is my nephew, and I almost watched him grow up in Yanjiazhuang. Afterward. Or did I pay for him to enter the lecture hall of Dingjunhou. Fang Xingbo, a bastard, has very good talent and works hard enough, and soon became the head of the Dingjun Waiting Squadron, and I heard that he was also greatly appreciated by the Dingjun Candidate. For this. I was still having a feast in Yanjiazhuang. Come on now. I was really blind. ”

"A year ago, Yanjiazhuang was attacked, and all the people in the village, except for the people who were working with me outside, died. Fang Xingbo arrived with people as soon as possible, and immediately found out that all the qiē was committed by the red scarf thieves. Thus, the head-on conflict between Dingjun Hou and the Red Turban Thieves began. In fact, some people pointed out doubts at the time. But that person. He died in an accident later. ”

"After the conflict between Dingjun Hou and the Red Turban Army began, Fang Xingbo has been rushing to the front line. looks like he's revengeful and desperate. A few of my brothers and I were worried that he would be in danger, and we deliberately sent our own sons and nephews over to be his own soldiers to protect him. And he also relied on his bravery and military strategy to defeat the Red Turban Army in a row and was quickly promoted to lieutenant. But after repeated battles, there were many casualties among the soldiers. ”

"Now that I think about it, I'm such a pig! not only harmed himself, but also affected his brothers' children and nephews! "Speaking of which, the drunkard is really remorseful.

But Pang Shiyuan and Yang Ming were already shocked by Fang Xingbo's scheming and viciousness.

Before, although they all knew that it was Min Zhiyuan, Fang Xingbo, and Lin Ke who caused chaos in Hengzhou. But they don't know how.

Now they know that it was these three people who provoked it at the cost of the death of their loved ones.

I'm afraid that the Red Turban Thieves and Bai Malin's family have been robbed like the drunkard's Yanjiazhuang, which caused the war in the entire Hengzhou.

And like Shan Bing and Lin Shaoqing, who were killed by them with conspiracy, I am afraid that there are not a few.

As for the civilians and warriors who were killed by them, maybe it is really as Fang Xingbo said, with ten thousand memories!

Thinking of this, both of them felt a little suffocated.

These three people really play the dream world as a game, and don't treat people as human beings at all - even if they are "former" relatives!

"Drunkard, cheer up. At least, we now know the truth, not being sold and helping people count the money. Now that Fang Xingbo's wolf cub's conspiracy has been exposed, Ding Junhou will not let him go. This is our chance for revenge. When Lao Jiang spoke, he also gritted his teeth.

Among the dead and wounded were his sons and nephews.

The drunkard suddenly stood up with a "Huo", looked down at the wine gourd that had followed him for many years in his hand, and this year had almost become the sustenance in his heart.

"Fang Xingbo, you will definitely die a miserable death!" It's never been a year before has the voice of an alcoholic been so certain as it is at this moment.

With a common enemy, Pang Shiyuan and Lao Jiang suddenly got a lot closer.

They began to discuss how to deal with Fang Xingbo, Min Zhiyuan, and Lin Ke next.

In fact, the way to deal with the three people is very simple, as long as the conspiracy of the three is spread, then the victims of the conspiracy will definitely attack the three people.

Thinking about the conspiracy of the three of them, it directly led to the turmoil in Hengzhou, and the scope of this victim is much more.

However, this may not necessarily make Fang Xingbo and the three of them break their bones, and what can really threaten their status and lives is the attitude of the Dingjun Hou, the Red Turban Thief, and the high-level of the Bai Malin family.

If the three major forces can be made to feel that they can get greater benefits by killing the three of them in accordance with the will of the people, then the three of them will really be cornered.

Otherwise, as long as the three major forces shield them, no matter how strong the people's will is, it will be difficult to help them.

At this time, Bai Xizhuo, a white man, said: "If we can contact a group of victims, it is best to have those influential families, or martial arts masters, and everyone will advance and retreat together. Then, even if it is a big force, it must conform to the will of the people. ”

Lao Jiang Songyun praised: "This method is good. As far as I know, there are several families who have suffered heavy losses due to the turmoil in Hengzhou, and there are also family members and friends of several masters who died in the war. As long as these people are gathered, even the fixed army has to consider their attitude. ”

Pang Shiyuan interjected at the right time and said, "Qincheng Lu family, the three of you know, right?" ”

"Yes. A family with some strength, but I heard that the clan was wiped out after the destruction of Qincheng City. What use do you think they have? Bai Xizhuo didn't understand.

Pang Shiyuan said: "The Lu family has been destroyed, but they still have elders outside, and they are very powerful elders. ”

"Who?" The drunkard Yan Zhai asked.

"Lu Zhen, Lu old-timer."

"Lingxi fingers, Lu Zhenlu old-timer? You're not wrong? "The drunkards were all shocked, they were really amazing elders. But why haven't they heard that Lu Zhen is from Qincheng, Hengzhou?

"That's him."

"God help me, God help me...... Haha, Fang Xingbo, I see that you don't die! "How deep the love is, how deep the hatred is, this is the current drunkard Yan Zhai. (To be continued......)