Chapter Ninety-Six: Death
"Ahh Niu Zhen was bitten by Xiao Taohong, and smashed his fist into Xiao Taohong's head, "Give me a relief, you give me a relief." ”
Xiao Taohong, a weak woman, also had a martial arts practice, how to eat and withstand this heavy blow, and suddenly blood flowed out of her head, and her mouth was loosened.
Half of his face was suddenly dyed red, and he looked extraordinarily infiltrated.
Niu Zhen looked at the wound on his hand, a neat row of tooth marks, and a small piece of flesh was torn apart.
Since coming to Hongcheng, he has never suffered such a big loss, and he is still a prostitute.
looked at Xiao Taohong, who was almost fainting, and smiled coldly: "Pretend to be high, right? Don't let me touch it, I'll see why you don't let me touch it now." ”
Xiao Taohong barely opened her blank eyes to look at Niu Zhen, and was thrown onto the bed by the latter.
Niu Zhen tied Xiao Taohong's hands with clothes and tore the clothes on her body one by one.
"If you resist again, aren't you Qinggao?"
Little Pink's body writhed slightly weakly, her eyes were full of tears, and she slipped down weakly.
Hall.
"Lu'er, would you rather than regret Niu Zhen, which room are they in?"
"It seems to be the number one word. ”
"You wait for me outside, Uncle Wang will come with me. Song Badao looked at Lu'er and commanded.
"But ......"
"Don't worry, with me, I'll bring her back. ”
Song Badao took Uncle Wang and walked quickly to the No. 1 room.
"Boss, the young master of the Song family went to the No. 1 room of the earth, should we stop him?"
Looking at the guards under him, Jin Zhuyu didn't know what to think, so he said for a long time: "No, send someone to keep an eye on it, and if something happens, we will intervene." ”
Song Badao walked to the door of the No. 1 room and found that it was quiet inside, as if there was no one, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Pushing open the door, I found that Ning Buregret was sitting on the wine table, holding a wine glass and drinking wine, which was very comfortable.
looked left and right, but did not find the figure of Little Pink.
"Where's Little Peach?" Song Badao didn't notice Little Peach's figure, and hurriedly asked Ning Buregret in front of him.
Ning Buregret, who found out that Song Badao had arrived, did not feel the slightest strangeness, but was very happy. "Oh, so fast!"
"What do you mean?" Looking at Ning Buregret and not being surprised, Song Badao felt a strange feeling.
Ning Buregret that he had seen it a long time ago, and when he used to call Ning Lao Er a brother and sister, he had also heard him say that he was a big brother.
He is insidious and cunning, his ability is very strong, and his cultivation talent can also be called a genius, which overwhelms the peers of the Ning family.
Because of this, seeing this person's expected appearance, I felt indescribably weird.
At this time, a slow voice came from inside the incense tent, "What's the matter, Brother Xian? ”
Ning Buregret turned his head sideways and said in the direction of the incense tent: "Big brother, a guest is coming." ”
Song Badao heard it, this is not who Niu Zhen is, and then look, on the bed in the incense tent.
In Daxia, the incense tent in the girl's room is generally untied to avoid any privacy on the bed from being spied on.
And at first, Song Badao didn't pay attention to the reason why he was on the bed, one was that his vision was blocked by the incense tent, and the other was because a group of sons like them would avoid each other when they were doing things in Fengyue to avoid embarrassment. Things like this can't be compared, and few people are willing to admit that they can't do it.
But he forgot that how could a rude and reckless man like Niu Zhen understand these rules.
I saw Niu Zhen open the incense tent, get down from the bed for a long time, and look at Song Badao who was standing in front of Ning Buregret, his eyes lit up, and his mouth grinned.
"The sword is here, sit and sit. Niu Zhen kindly pulled Song Badao's sleeve and asked him to sit down.
Song Ba didn't move at all, staring blankly at the direction of the incense tent, and from the unclosed gap, he could vaguely see a figure lying down.
"Who is that?" asked Song Badao, pointing at the person on the bed.
Niu Zhen took a sip of wine, gulped down the dishes on the table, and replied indifferently: "A slut." ”
"Slut?"
"That's right, this slut is still pretending to be high, and he bites your cow master, you see. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and showed the marks on his arm to Song Badao. Then he sneered: "But I didn't give her any good fruit, slap by slap, and then tie her to the bed, hehehe." ”
"I heard that the slut of Badao used to serve you often, listen to your brother Niu, this kind of slut is unacceptable, soft and hard. ”
Listening to Niu Zhen's words, Song Badao's anger was accumulated in his chest, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and if he wanted to rush forward, it was a punch.
It's just that before he waved his hand, he was stopped.
"Young master, this is a trap, don't be impulsive, let's take a look at the little pink girl first. "As soon as Uncle Wang came in, he felt that the situation was wrong, like a trap, but it was aimed at the Song Badao or the Song family, but he couldn't help but know.
Instinctively, he wanted to take his young master out of here, but he also grew up watching Song Badao, and he knew his character very well, so it was impossible to leave directly, not to mention that this little peach had once stepped forward to save Song Badao.
can only take it step by step, persuade his young master to be steady, and avoid falling into the trap of others.
But I haven't understood whether it's for my own young master or the Song family.
I saw Song Badao walking over with a body in his arms with red eyes.
Half of his face was stained with congealed blood, and his body was wrapped in a blanket.
"Young Master, what's wrong?"
Song Badao did not reply.
His eyes were red and he looked at Niu Zhen, "She's dead." ”
Niu Zhen looked at the corpse in Song Badao's hand in disgust, and waved his hand: "Take it away, a slut, if you die, you will die, what?
After speaking, he also put a teasing smile at Ning Buregret, Ning Buregret looked at the two of them back and forth, and also gave Niu Zhen a smile.
"She's a slut? You killed her, you know?"
"I know, so what, keep her away from me. Niu Zhen looked at Song Badao with disdain.
There is a kind of perverted pleasure of revenge in his heart, all those who have offended him have no good end, and all those who have come into contact with those people have no good end, this is still the first one, he wants to humiliate those people one by one, the next one is that Chu Xu, and then the Fang family.
"You brute. ”
While he was still basking in the pleasure, a knife plunged into his abdomen.
Niu Zhen looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, he couldn't believe that Song Badao dared to do this, wasn't he afraid of the Cao family's revenge?
And when Song Badao inserted the knife into Niu Zhen's body, the fastest reaction was Uncle Wang, seeing this scene, he immediately realized that something was wrong, grabbed Song Badao, and rushed out.
At this time, Ning Buregret also reacted, jumped forward, and grabbed Song Badao with one claw to leave him behind.
Uncle Wang took it with a palm, slapped it on Ning Buregret's shoulder, and knocked it away.
Then he rushed out with a Song Ba knife holding a little pink.
Ning Buregret covered his injured shoulder and looked at Uncle Wang who was far away: "Samurai, I didn't expect the Song family to have a second samurai." ”
"Brother Xian, save me. Niu Zhen weakly asked for help from Ning Buregret.
"Oh, you're not dead yet. Ning Buregret raised his eyebrows and looked at Niu Zhen who had been stabbed.
It turned out that Niu Zhen was wearing a layer of soft armor on his body, which resisted some of the damage for him, and the Song Ba knife was not as strong as an intermediate cultivator, even if it was a spirit soldier, it couldn't exert much strength, so the knife was only half stabbed in, and it was not fatal.
Looking at the indifferent Ning Buregret, Niu Zhen showed a begging look.
Ning Buregret smiled slightly and pushed the knife into it hard.