Boom Boom Boom~!!

It was getting dark, with lightning and thunder in the sky from time to time, and under the heavy rain, the people on the streets went back to their homes and closed their doors.

Zhang Liang was in the study.

Suddenly, a subordinate was seen hurriedly walking into the study with a wet man.

Looking at the man, Zhang Liang knew that the man was a slasher.

"Ofan, go and save people, Zhang Sheng was captured by Han Ling!"

The man named Qiyou said to Zhang Liang with a panicked look as soon as he came in.

"What?"

When Zhang Liang heard this, he hurriedly got up.

At this moment, Zhang Liang looked puzzled, why did General Han Ling arrest Zhang Sheng?

"I drank with Zhang Sheng in the restaurant, I never thought that Mrs. Han Ling was looking for someone in the restaurant, Zhang Sheng saw his beauty, so he lost his temper after drinking, after Mrs. Han Ling escaped, Han Ling knew, so he let his generals kidnap Zhang Sheng halfway."

Cho You looked at Zhang Liang with a worried expression.

"Not good!"

Zhang Liang muttered, hearing the ins and outs of the matter at this moment, he also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Han Ling's wife, the Tyrant Clan, is a well-known beauty, and he has seen it with his own eyes, and the Tyrant's beauty is really a must.

Zhang Sheng has never seen the Tyrant Clan, but he knows that the Tyrant Clan is Han Ling's wife and a rebel, and this time Zhang Sheng's rudeness may be difficult to be good in face.

"Take me to the Hanling Mansion!"

Zhang Liang opened his mouth and said, for now, he only hoped that Han Ling would look at Zhang's face, not remember Zhang Sheng's mistakes, and spare Zhang Sheng's offense this time.

The sound of falling rain 'brushing' is all over Xinzheng.

In the streets, with the sound of wheels, a horse-drawn carriage rushed through the streets.

Behind him, more than 30 Han soldiers followed on horseback.

In the heavy rain, the carriage came to a slow stop in front of a mansion.

With the curtain of the car lifted, Han Ling hurriedly dismounted, regardless of the heavy rain, and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

"General!"

"General!!"

Several subordinates guarding the gate outside the mansion saw Han Ling and hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted.

Han Ling had a gloomy face, ignored these subordinates, and entered the mansion directly.

Lao Zhen, the general of Han soldiers behind him, led more than 30 Han soldiers to follow Han Ling and entered the courtyard together.

Walking through the corridor, a maid slowly stepped forward and informed her that she was in the lobby.

When Han Ling heard this, he followed the maid in the direction of the lobby.

A moment later.

When Han Ling came to the lobby, the generals behind Han Ling asked the other Han soldiers to wait in place, and then pointed to the four Han soldiers and followed him to guard the door.

After Han Ling entered, he closed the door.

"Madame!"

Listening to the voice of General Han Ling in the lobby, Lao Zhen turned his back to the door and looked at the more than thirty Han soldiers.

Inside the lobby.

Han Ling didn't see the Violent Clan, but listening to the sound of sobbing, he hurriedly walked into the lobby, and then saw that behind the corner, the Violent Clan was sitting on the ground, burying his face in his knees.

"Madam, what about Zhang Sheng?"

Seeing the appearance of the Tyrant Clan, Han Ling hurriedly stepped forward, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

That Zhang Sheng actually dared to come to his mansion after drinking and flirt with his wife, such a shame, even if it was Zhang's, it was too much.

If it weren't for the Tyrant Clan's Gang asking Lao Zhenming to tell him not to make a noise, lest he lose face, the Tyrant would not have the face to live.

After Fang came out of General Shen's place, he almost couldn't help but take someone directly to Zhang's Mansion to seek justice.

At present, he is bound to detain Zhang Sheng and wait for Zhang Ping to come to the door by himself.

"Ma'am?"

Han Ling frowned slightly, and was about to say something, when he saw Storm Shu raise his head and look at him with tears in his eyes.

"In the past, he was a good person, let Brother Shu be filial and stay in Yang City?"

Storm Shu looked at Han Ling, her eyes full of pain.

Han Ling was stunned by the sudden questioning, his eyes were full of dodge, he didn't believe that the tyrant was killed in battle, why did he ask this now.

Han Ling hadn't had time to speak, but Storm Shu already knew it in his heart.

Suddenly, a miserable smile appeared on the pretty face of the pear blossom with rain.

"Beloved, your hidden sword, is it sharp enough?"

Storm Shu looked at Han Ling and muttered.

When she was young, Han Ling used means to persecute the Tyrant clan, so that she had to marry Han Ling.

She didn't expect that Han Ling didn't miss the old love, and actually let her younger brother go to death like this.

That was her most beloved brother, who often fell from a tree in order to give her fruit when he was a child.

Every time the fruit was divided, the red-faced child would always give her half more.

Her father was busy, her mother died very early, and she only had one person closest to her.

"Huh?"

Han Ling listened to Tyrant's words, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't understand what this sentence meant.

But then.

Han Ling suddenly heard a faint sound of drawing his sword behind him.

The sound is small, small, and seems to be slow and soft.

But Han Ling, who had been wearing a sword all year round, widened his eyes in an instant, his hairs stood up, and he quickly turned around.

Shout~!

A dark shadow rushed to him.

Han Ling's pupils shrank, his eyes gradually filled with pain, and then he watched the young man get up, and only then did he see the young man's appearance.

"You~!"

Han Ling's expression was distorted because of the pain, and he looked at the sharp sword inserted in his abdomen, which was the love sword he had treasured before.

Then he raised his head and looked at the young man's face, and a touch of shock appeared in Han Ling's painful eyes, because he still hadn't forgotten that when he was in Yangcheng, it was this young man, this Qin pawn, who was the first to climb the city tower and killed many Han pawns.

But he didn't understand how Qin Pawn could assassinate him here.

Suddenly, Han Ling remembered Fang Cai's words, and suddenly understood.

What was bullied, what Zhang Sheng, everything was fake, all to trick him back.

No wonder the Tyrant told him not to tell others about this!

"Come~!"

Han Ling felt dizzy in his head, his body was soft, and he was full of weakness even when he spoke, even if he tried his best, his voice was not loud.

And at the moment of speaking, the young man pressed his mouth and pressed his head with one hand.

Strike.

With the weakness of his body and the strength of the young man, Han Ling fell to the ground.

Han Ling looked at the young man in front of him unwillingly, and then skimmed at the Tyrant clan next to him with a gradually dissipating gaze, his eyes full of anger.

Uniting outsiders, and it's also a Qin pawn, plotting to kill him, poisonous woman, but that's it!

At this moment, Han Ling really wanted to kill the poisonous woman of the Violent Clan with his own hands, because he loved the Violent Clan so much in the past.

Boom~!

Han Ling's consciousness gradually blurred, but he also seemed to hear the sound of the lobby door opening.

Han Ling finally put his mind at ease, now the outside is full of his people, as long as his death is discovered, neither of this Qin pawn nor this poisonous woman will want to leave here alive, let alone leave Xinzheng.

Come to think of it.

Han Ling fell to the ground, finally exhaled his last breath, opened his eyes, and turned into a corpse.

A few breaths later.

Lao Zhen came to Bai Yan's side and looked at Han Ling's corpse, his eyes flashing with panic.

"Go to the door of the mansion and welcome Zhang Liang in!"

Bai Yan looked at Han Ling's corpse, turned his head, and whispered to Lao Zhen.

Lao Zhen nodded, turned and walked outside, and then closed the door to the lobby.

Bai Yan looked at the Violent Clan with a distracted expression, and looked at Han Ling's corpse with beautiful eyes

"Remember the words of tyrannical filial piety, tyranny wants you to live."

Bai Yan came to the Tyrant Clan and said softly.

Since he promised to be filial piety, he naturally didn't want the violent clan to think about it, and take advantage of his inattention to kill himself.

When he heard this, he raised his pretty face slightly, looked at the young man in front of him with beautiful eyes, and only nodded after a long time.

Glancing at the young man, Tyrant got up and walked towards the lobby.

Bai Yan looked at the back of the Tyrant Clan, and then came to Han Ling's corpse and squatted down.

Bai Yan had experience in dealing with corpse homicides, and after fiddling with some details of the corpse, he turned around and continued to hide behind a curtain in the lobby.

The lobby was quiet, for the Tyrant clan and the Han pawn outside the door.

But for Bai Yan, the lobby is not particularly quiet.

"A poisonous woman can't die a good death, and you traitor, you can't die a good death!"

"And you, a Qin pawn, can't die well."

"Your Majesty, Han Ling died unjustly~!"

"General Shen Yan, Han Ling can no longer lead the army to resist Qin, if the general is in the Weishui River, ambush the Qin army and win a big victory, he will definitely kill all the Qin people for Han Ling."

Behind the curtain.

Bai Yan, who was recuperating at the end of the closing, heard the last sentence, slowly opened his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

No wonder.

After entering Xinzheng, I have never seen a trace of the Korean army!!

(End of chapter)