At this moment, Wang Shuang peeked at Song He and saw that the latter was completely defenseless, and he was overjoyed.

It didn't matter if he was happy, the tea overflowed, the highly toxic tea spilled on the table, and immediately there was foam, and Wang Shuang, who was frightened, hurriedly took his sleeve and quickly wiped off the tea, and apologized: "Master Song, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really excited, so I ......"

Song He didn't care at all, and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

The two chatted, Song He was not in a hurry to enter, Wang Shuang was in a hurry, but on the surface he was silent, there was a pair of idle talking, seeing that the tea was about to be cold, Wang Shuang hurriedly said: "Master Song, the tea is almost cold, you drink it while it's hot." ”

"You don't know this, everyone in the world says that hot tea is fragrant, but they don't know that herbal tea is more penetrating, tasting tea, and seeing the heart. ”

Song He raised the teacup unhurriedly, put it to his mouth and just wanted to taste it, his brows sank slightly and stopped.

"Master Song, what's wrong?" Wang Shuangxin raised his throat and asked calmly.

Song He frowned and asked, "Why does this tea have an astringent taste?"

Wang Shuang was shocked, and explained without changing his face, "It may be that there has been some tide in the past two days, and the tea is inferior, but Song Ye knows my ability, and he can get this." ”

Wang Shuang imagined various situations before he came, and naturally prepared a set of rhetoric, plus he has known Hu Jingwu for some time, and he usually acts as an eyeliner, so he naturally has some acting skills, and he pretends to be decent.

However, he ignored the fact that Song He was actually a very particular person. Especially in the matter of drinking tea, I have a lot of experience.

The poisonous tea refined by Wu Yong, because there is a remnant of the smell, even if it is mixed with the fragrance of poisonous flowers, but Song He can still distinguish it very casually, this tea is not pure.

Wang Shuang was extremely shocked when he saw that Song He was suspicious.

If Song He made trouble on the spot, or told Qin Yu, he would have to finish the game.

However, he has no way to retreat now, and the only way to do so is to sacrifice his life, and his heart is turning quickly, he glared at the door, and pretended to be surprised: "Brother Qin, why are you back?"

As soon as Song He heard that Qin Yu was coming, he subconsciously looked out of the door, and when he saw that there was someone, he knew that Wang Shuang had bad intentions today, so he subconsciously turned his head and was about to scold.

At this moment, Wang Shuang rose up, picked up the water in the teacup, and splashed it on the door of Song He. The latter was caught off guard, and the tea was in the middle of the door, and most of it entered the mouth.

As soon as the tea enters the mouth, it is stained with human blood and saliva, and the toxicity explodes instantly, fermenting in the mouth like sulfuric acid, and corroding violently.

"Dog thief, you, you betrayed Qin Shuai!"

"Ahh

Wang Shuang knew that he was very capable, so he had taken precautions, rolled on the spot, and narrowly avoided it.

"Master Song, don't blame me, you brought it all on yourself. You look down on me, you treat me like a dog, this is your retribution. Wang Shuang roared like a mad lion.

"Dog thief, the old man wants to ...... I'm going to kill you......"

Song He's eyes widened, and he wanted to work again, but the poison instantly swept through his body and mind, and he couldn't use any strength, so he coughed up blood while holding on to the table.

Wang Shuang was afraid of him like a tiger, hiding in the corner and not daring to approach, but seeing that Song He couldn't even take a step, his heart was ruthless, and he casually picked up a black iron vessel from the corner of the wall, ran over, and smashed it down on Song He's head.

Song He had already been corroded by the poison and was on the verge of half death, where could he resist it, with a bang, he fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and blood was pouring on his head.

Wang Shuang was afraid that he would not die, so he turned over and rode up, raised the utensils to shine on Song He's head, and hammered it like a storm.

"Let you kill me, let you kill me......"

Wang Shuang roared like crazy, and smashed dozens of times in a row, until his arm cramped and Song He's head smashed into a rotten cake.

"I, I killed someone. ”

Wang Shuang came back to his senses from the madness, looked at the blood and brains all over his body, lost the utensils in panic, and muttered at a loss.

"Master Song, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really don't want to live like this anymore, I want to marry Xiaojing, I want to be the chief manager. It's you who stand in my way, and you can't blame me, you can't blame me. ”

Wang Shuang looked at Song He's dead eyes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said with tears streaming down his face.

When he came to his daughter's country, he had seen too many lives and deaths, but it was the first time he really killed someone, Wang Shuang was really stunned and afraid.

However, this fear was quickly suppressed by Hu Jing's bewitching figure and fiery style.

"No poison, no husband, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong!"

Wang Shuang quickly strengthened his mind, quickly fetched water from the inside to wipe off the blood on his body, and found a piece of clothing from the closet to put on, wanting to leave Hall 2.

He had to slip away before the other slaves found Songtao's body.

In addition, Hu Jing was waiting for him in the other courtyard, and he wanted to vent his fear on her.

However, Wang Shuang didn't have time to walk to the door.

"Bang".

The door is open!

Two tower-like fierce men led more than a dozen slaves to break in, these two are master-level fighters, and they are the masters under Song He who can be compared with the Eight King Kongs, as soon as they saw Song He being killed, the one who hit the head roared angrily: "Made, Song Ye was killed, dead fat, where to go!"

The other person flew up and threw a whip leg on Sun Shao's face, Wang Shuang didn't have any cultivation, how could he withstand it, it was like being hit by a car, slamming into the wall, the bones all over his body were about to fall apart, and he couldn't get up for half a day.

"I, I'm Mr. Hu and Mr. Wu's people. Wang Shuang shouted in horror.

"Really?" the two men approached, and Sen Ran sneered.

The person on the left turned around and rushed out of the door and said, "Manager Hu, we have caught the murderer of Song Ye, he said it was your person." ”

"Who is framing the manager?"

With a coquettish shout, Hu Jing and Wu Yong led the guards and walked in.

Hu Jing is still so charming and moving, fluttering in white, high up. Wu Yong is holding a folding fan, extremely chic, and the two enter side by side like a pair made in heaven.

Especially the residual flush on Hu Jing's pretty face after the carnival was satisfied, which looked even more delicate and moving.

At that moment, Wang Shuang seemed to see his own immortal, struggling like a dog and trying to crawl over for help, but was trampled on the head by Song He's subordinate man named Tie Niu.

Tie Niu roared: "Dog thing, such a big dog guts, kill Song Ye, and dare to frame Manager Hu, I think you are impatient." ”

"Xiao Jing, save me, save me!" Wang Shuang stretched out his hand and shouted in pain.

"Xiao Jing, who are you calling and is it Manager Hu?" Wu asked with a fan shake and a cold face.

"Manager Hu, Song He is the most respected fighting king in your second hall, this fat man killed him, shouldn't you show something?"

(End of chapter)