Jiang Xiaopeng's current time was beyond everyone's expectations, including Zhang Aijun.

Only the white sportswear was instantly excited, staring at Xu Qing and Jiang Xiaopeng, although she couldn't see Jiang Xiaopeng's specific movements clearly.

Between the lightning and the fire, Xu Qing snorted and slapped his backhand.

"Bang-"

Jiang Xiaopeng screamed and fell out upside down, spitting blood in his mouth in an instant, but when he saw "Yang Jingxing" staggering with his back covering, he showed a happy smile: "Hahahaha, I succeeded ha, I killed the famous god of death Yang Jingxing hahahaha......"

Xu Qing covered his waist and stared at Jiang Xiaopeng with a miserable expression: "Why, why?" ”

Jiang Xiaopeng spat out another mouthful of blood: "Why? Of course, it's a meritorious service, as long as I kill you, I can become one of Che Ye's most trusted subordinates, otherwise I can only die under Che Ye's pursuit, even if I am stupid, I know how to choose, it's hard to imagine that such an old Jianghu like you would ask such a stupid question hahaha......"

Xu Qing pointed at Jiang Xiaopeng: "Meaning, the ones you gave me are all fake?" ”

"Fake? No, no, no, it's not fake, on the contrary, it's all true, and if it's fake, how can it possibly make you let your guard down? ”

"I see," Xu Qing laughed miserably: "It's so vicious, but it doesn't matter, before you die, I can at least pull you on your back and go to the underworld to be your Che Ye's subordinate." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Jiang Xiaopeng with difficulty.

The happy smile on Jiang Xiaopeng's face was momentarily sluggish, and then he hurriedly shouted: "Zhou Shishi, what are you still doing in a daze, go on?" Take advantage of his illness to kill him—"

Seeing this, the white sportswear took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Up!" ”

The words fell, and the masters who had retreated in the corner of the wall flocked to the top like a scramble.

Killing the famous "Grim Reaper" Yang Jingxing has supreme temptation for everyone in the rivers and lakes.

Although the means are not bright, who cares?

No one cares how the mysterious and powerful "Grim Reaper" of "Yang Jingxing" died, people only care about who killed the "Grim Reaper".

Therefore, everyone rushed to "Yang Jingxing" like crazy.

The fastest rush is the short, thin and bald Zhang Aijun.

In the face of the surging masters, Yang Jingxing's face turned pale, he covered his waist with one hand and stood in place with a knife in his hand, waiting for Zhang Aijun to slash over, and at the same time, the short straight knife stabbed into Zhang Aijun's chest like lightning as quickly as lightning, piercing the heart.

Zhang Aijun's expression froze instantly, he looked down at the big blood hole in his chest in disbelief, and then looked up at "Yang Jingxing", who would fall at any time but killed three or four masters in a few breaths, realized something, his face changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand to stop the men who were still charging, but he opened his mouth but fell down holding his chest without saying anything.

At this time, Zhou Shishi heard Che Dafan's roar from the headset: "Retreat, retreat, fooled, surnamed Yang is not injured at all!" ”

Zhou Shishi got the order, turned around and ran.

Seeing this, Xu Qing no longer pretended, and instantly got up to chop melons and vegetables, and chased after the white sportswear, but he was still a step late, and when he went out, the white sportswear had already started the car and left.

Pity.

Xu Qing took the knife back to the yard, checked it one by one, and directly mended the knife if he didn't die, no nonsense at all.

finally came to Jiang Xiaopeng, squatted down, and patted Jiang Xiaopeng's cheeks: "What do you say about you?" I was going to give you a chance, but unfortunately, I don't cherish you. ”

Jiang Xiaopeng swallowed a mouthful of blood with difficulty: "You, you already knew?" ”

"Hehe," Xu Qing smiled: "Your father was not born when I played this trick, play this with me, you are too tender, not to mention that you are so capable, even if I don't know anything, you can't pierce me." ”

Jiang Xiaopeng's eyes instantly drifted: "Ahem, I, it's me who is to blame, but, uncle, they really don't know anything, let them go......"

"You are dying for Che Dafan, you should beg Che Dafan, not me," Xu Qing finished speaking, holding the knife in both hands and slowly pressing down.

"Whew-"

After a slight deflation sound, Jiang Xiaopeng's eyes gradually lost their lustre.

Xu Qing drew a knife, wiped the blood stains on it, got up and entered the house, and smiled at the frightened woman in the room: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you, but whether you can escape Che Dafan's pursuit depends on yourself." ”

After speaking, he directly searched for it, as long as it was a valuable antique, he would not let go of any of it.

Of course, he also only wants antiques.

Anyway, if he doesn't move, he will only get a cheaper car.

As long as Che Dafan is not dead, no one dares to touch anything here.

Except for him!

However, just as he had packed up all his belongings and was ready to load the car, two police cars and a cargo box were parked at the gate.

Xu Qing didn't make any moves, just faced the other party head-on.

The leader turned out to be a woman, wearing a uniform but not wearing a weapon, very heroic, and strode up to Xu Qing: "Hello, I'm Han Simeng, from the city bureau." ”

Xu Qing glanced at the other party's shoulders and smiled: "The level is not low, it's a bit interesting, what are you doing?" ”

"The aftermath, of course."

"You've been paying attention to this, huh?"

"Yes."

"Okay, you guys take care of the aftermath, just don't interfere with me cleaning up the loot."

Han Simeng took a deep breath: "The loot you mentioned is almost all stolen goods. ”

"What? You want to confiscate? ”

"Partial."

"Shall I pick first?"

"Yes, Sancheng."

Xu Qing smiled.

Sure enough, the official is still relatively tolerant of the Jianghu people.

If you are an ordinary person, can you have such treatment?

Thirty percent, doesn't sound much.

can let him pick first, but it is another situation, this is equivalent to giving away the best part, and the total value of the remaining seventy percent is not even one-third of his thirty percent, the most valuable is the one-third he picked, and the remaining two-thirds is the dispensable kind, give up and give up, and I don't feel distressed at all.

After all, the other party gives face so much.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Okay, let your people help load the car, and finish it early." ”

Someone to help, more efficient.

Han Simeng found Jiang Xiaopeng's wife and asked for something.

Cleaned up.

Yang Jingxing suddenly realized a question, where to send these loot?

No matter where it is sent, his identity will be revealed.

Ordinary people may not be able to find out.

But the official people will definitely be able to find out his details.

However, after thinking about it, no, if the official really wants to check his vest, he will definitely be able to find it, because his vest is also useful on the Internet, and all the information on the Internet is traceable, maybe the official already knows that "Yang Jingxing" is Xu Qing.

It's just that I don't know if Han Simeng's level is enough to understand this kind of information.

Why don't you test it?

Thinking of this, Xu Qing beckoned to Han Simeng.

Han Simeng walked two steps quickly to Xu Qing: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'll leave my loot with you first, and I'll get it when I'm done."