Chapter 639: Are You a Jiba?
The courtyard and the courtyard, which was already as quiet as death, were silent for an instant, as if even everyone's breathing had stopped.
"Die... He's dead? β
Shang Hongji's cherry mouth was bigger than her chest, her delicate body trembled, and she was clutching Shang Zhongtang's big hand, and she was about to bleed...
"You're hurting me." Shang Zhongtang struggled to break free of his daughter's claws. "Release!"
"Dad..."
Shang Hongji trembled, stiffened, and his voice trembled: "He... He killed! β
In the backyard, in this forbidden land, kill people!
is still in front of so many bigwigs in the front yard and backyard!
"I'm not blind, he's bleeding like a puddle of mud and fell at Xiao Shiyi's feet, can I see that he's dead?"
Shang Zhongtang lit a cigarette and nodded his head, but in front of his daughter, he has always been a thief and assertive.
He couldn't have expressed the slightest nervousness or uneasiness.
"How dare he kill someone? Moreover, it was the one who killed the Xiao family's compound..."
Shang Hongji's three views have been completely subverted.
Usually fights and makes trouble, and it doesn't hurt.
But to kill, or in public...
"Ji'er, are you being funny?"
Shang Zhongtang frowned and glanced at his daughter, who had never seen the world and was so naΓ―ve that it was ridiculous, and said disdainfully: "Zhang Xiangbei doesn't dare to kill, why should he be Zhang Xiangbei?" Why did the military departments of various countries regard him as a beast of prey? Do you rely on mouth guns? β
"Do you really think you're living in peace?"
Shang Zhongtang's eyes were contemplative and said, "You just happen to live in a peaceful country. β
Shang Hongji was shocked into a cold sweat, and his heart beat like thunder.
She looked left and right with a weak and nervous heart, but found that the big guys around her who had a lot of backgrounds and had never even seen them looked indifferent, and they didn't take Zhang Xiangbei's murder seriously than her father...
Except for her who looked like she had never seen the world in a fuss, everyone was as cold as this...
"This little king openly attacked and killed the former leader of Beimang, the holder of the Dragon Soul Token, and the famous general of the country..."
Shang Zhongtang exhaled a thick cigarette, squinted his eyes and said: "This has to be left in the feudal society, and the nine clans will be punished." β
Shang Hongji looked at Zhang Xiangbei, who was covered in cold, and his heart trembled.
She is very sure that at this moment, this guy is by no means Zhang Ruoyu, the son-in-law of the Han family, who can only talk about cannons, but the legend of Beimang, Zhang Xiangbei, who kills people like hemp.
"Don't look around, the city is deeper."
Shang Zhongtang broke off his daughter's head, and rubbed the sweat from his palm on Shang Hongji's thick black hair.
Then he turned his head and fought with the eighth master's ears and temples: "Eighth master, he killed someone..."
The eighth master's face was cold: "I'm not blind. β
After that, he raised his hand and opened the stupid big Shang Zhongtang: "Go to the side of death, you blocked Lao Tzu from watching the play." β
Xiao Shiyi saw Lao Wang fall under his feet like a dead dog, like a boneless, his face changed sharply, and his heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, like falling into an ice cellar.
Is he crazy?
Does he know what the crime of murder in the backyard should be!?
Xiao Shiyi panicked.
And more and more angry.
killed his own people in the Xiao family's compound in public, and Xiao Shiyi lost face.
He shouted violently and roared, "What about the guards! Where's the Guards! Where are they all dead!? β
"Yes."
In the outermost circle of the crowd, someone shouted.
"Here it is!"
The guards and guards all gave the young master of the Xiao family a response.
But no one squeezed into the courtyard to cooperate with the escort.
"What are you doing!?" Xiao Shiyi roared. "Why don't you take him down for me!?"
"Yes!"
After listening to Xiao Shiyi's order, Wang An, the leader of the guards, and Zhou Hanqing, the leader of the guards, once again broke through the barriers and acted together.
They walked into the courtyard, and after glancing at each other, they had a tacit understanding to hug their heads and legs, and carried away the old yellow teeth who had lost their breath.
"What are you doing!?"
Xiao Shiyi's heart trembled, and a suffocating sense of despair surged into his heart, and his hands and feet were cold.
"Take him down." Zhou Hanqing said confidently.
"I said take Zhang Xiangbei down!" Xiao Shiyi stiffened his head and shouted angrily.
But he's not stupid.
He couldn't see that these two people didn't listen to his command at all, and deliberately made a mistake and cleaned up the field, as if to facilitate the action...
"Take the general?" Zhou Hanqing raised his eyebrows and said. "Xiao Shao, you said it earlier."
Without waiting for Xiao Shiyi to continue speaking, Zhou Hanqing said quietly: "I said that I couldn't even come in." β
Wang An clamped the calf of the old yellow tooth with his arm, and squeezed it up, the dead man, it was really dead: "Xiao Shao, why don't you go out and find a few troops with good roots and young roots to inquire, regardless of whether it is active or retired like us, you see who dares to play with fire with you." β
"Who will stand with you and not General Zhang?"
Zhou Hanqing saw that his old enemy Wang An made a big move, and the more he talked, the more he talked, the more energetic he became.
His heart was crossed, he squinted and glanced at Xiao Shiyi, and spoke for the instructor: "Compared with General Zhang, are you a jiba?" β
The two of them ignored Xiao Shiyi's hideous face, and went to find a place to bury the old yellow teeth.
Xiao Shiyi was furious.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhang Xiangbei's cold eyes, and his heart trembled again.
This surnamed Zhang, no wonder he dares to break into the backyard at night, it turns out that he is here, and he can also respond to every call?
Zhang Ruoyu paced towards Xiao Shiyi.
Seeing this, Xiao Shiyi staggered back a few steps: "What do you want to do?" β
After that, he looked at the group of uncles and elders standing outside the courtyard, and asked for help on his face: "Seniors, he is going to rebel in the north!" β
The seniors who were originally immobile and coldly watched the play, led by Shang Zhongtang and the Eighth Master, suddenly began to look around, and there was no city.
Creak.
The main entrance of the Xiao family slowly opened.
Accompanied by several middle-aged people, an old man walked out of the door.
"Xiao Zhang, it's almost okay, don't go too far." The old man raised his eyes, and his rich voice came into Zhang Xiangbei's ears. "Do you really want to touch my grandson?"