Chapter 3: Piercing Red

The sound of killing pigs resounded throughout the city gate, and everyone rushed to see the excitement.

Li Qingrong looked keenly at the speeding carriage, the whole body was pitch black, and the driving entourage was obviously a practitioner.

The strong man brandished his whip and seemed to be on the way, but in fact he was constantly keeping an eye on the situation.

The carriage swayed, and the curtain of the window rose and fell, revealing a man's warm and pale face.

She was about to take a closer look, but was caught by a pair of dark and far-reaching eyes.

The vicissitudes of life are sad, with no sadness and no joy of indifference.

The two looked at each other, like the Milky Way separated by time, silent for a long time.

The carriage departed and drove down an open road.

Seeing that there was no one around, the strong man spoke loudly outside the car.

"Master, the work you commanded the lowly has been done."

"Well, how are things going in Zhuojun?"

The voice is clear and low-alcohol, like a stream beating in the heart in early spring.

The strong man replied respectfully: "It's all dealt with." ”

He waited and waited, and there was no sound in the carriage.

The master has always been silent, and he has long been accustomed to it, so he has to continue to turn his head and catch up with the car seriously.

Who would have thought that his master was sitting in the carriage, and the Buddha skewers in his hands were fast.

A cloud of gloom cast, and the man's face could not be seen clearly.

Li Bo'an couldn't tell him what he was in now, chaotic, extremely chaotic.

Like the deep sea, and he is a small boat sailing on the sea with calm waves and wind.

Touching the woman's eyes was as if she had suddenly encountered a raging wave in front of her, breaking the ripples of calm at once.

The woman's outstretched feet came to mind, and the corners of her mouth turned into a shallow smile that she didn't even notice.

If this is for the strong man to see, he will definitely call it daylight!

Chun Niang saw that the young lady had not spoken for a long time, so she turned her head to look at her.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

The situation changed abruptly, and at this moment, the man who was knocked to the ground by Zhang Ma jumped up.

Chun Niang let out a short exclamation, and she saw the man rushing towards Zhang Ma desperately.

That posture is like an undying enemy.

Zhang Magang pushed away the people who were in a mess, and this side was hit again.

His face turned pale with fright, and a disgusting aura came from beneath him.

I rolled my eyes and fainted.

The man formed a fist with both hands, and was about to smash on Zhang Ma's face, but was overturned by a force.

The figure flew far away before he fell to the ground, his mouth covered in blood and a large hole in his head.

He struggled to move towards his wife, and murmured like crying and laughing.

"Meet your lord!"

The gate of the city fell silent instantly, and an official wearing a five-rank official uniform walked up to the man.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

His face was expressionless, his right foot outstretched, slowly grinding the man's fingers as he climbed forward.

"Diao the people disturb the order, press into the prison according to the law, and then do the interrogation."

"Yes."

A few attendants quickly pulled the couple away, and the officer took a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his fingers, and threw it away without a few strokes.

The city gate was calm again, with only a few long trails of blood remaining.

Pedestrians coming and going stepped on it, unaware, and everyone looked dusty and busy with their livelihoods.

Li Qingrong trembled slightly, her thin cherry lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were red and bloodshot.

Uncontrollably gasping heavily, his body exuding anger.

After a long time, he softened as if he had lost his strength.

Chun Niang was afraid that someone would find out, so she hurriedly took the person in her arms and walked forward a few steps, taking advantage of the chaos to enter the city.

"Chen stays in the Wu family, and he doesn't share the sky."