With 150,000 taels in his hand, Han Cheng excitedly came out of Su's house and walked on the street, with a smile on his face getting deeper and deeper. He planned in his heart how to spend the money, first pay off the gambling debts, save those people from blocking him every day, and then buy back the lost house, no, the previous yard was too small, he had to buy one and three moves, and then hire some slaves to serve him, and then marry a daughter-in-law and take a few concubines.

From then on, he no longer had to lick King Qi, drank a little wine every day, and gambled to try his luck. But if you want to have food and clothing for the rest of your life, it seems that this money is not enough, if it is 300,000 taels, it will be great.

No, no, he can't fall into Su Zhiwei's trap.

He picked up the silver tickets and walked on, for it was late in the night, and the streets were deserted. As he walked, he felt as if someone was following him behind him. He jerked his head back, but he didn't see it.

Continuing to walk forward, he thought of what Su Zhiwei said. Jiang Moyan already knew that 300,000 taels were divided into two parts, he had one in his hand, and the other was on his Han Cheng.

Jiang Moyan is different from him, he still has a lot of gambling debts left, but Jiang Moyan needs 300,000 taels to make up for the hole, and if it is not enough, he will go to prison.

He didn't have murderous intent towards Jiang Moyan, but Jiang Moyan may have already killed him.

Just thinking like this, there was a sudden movement behind him, and he hurriedly looked back, but saw a dark shadow quickly hiding in the alley.

He frowned and hurried after him, but the man was gone.

Han Cheng stood here for a long time, his eyes full of fierceness, revealing a strong killing intent. Gritting his teeth one last time, he turned and walked back.

He and his sister plotted for Jiang Moyan, but Jiang Moyan killed his sister for the sake of his career, and he didn't care about him.

This man deserves to die!

Han Cheng climbed over the wall and entered the backyard of the house where Jiang Moyan lived, and as soon as he arrived in the garden, he ran into Jiang Moyan, and Jiang Moyan was wandering back and forth, seemingly thinking about how to kill Han Cheng and take away the 150,000 taels of silver tickets on his body.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Moyan looked over and met Han Cheng's grim eyes. He subconsciously turned around and picked up the long knife placed on the stone table, with a murderous aura on his face.

"Jiang Moyan, you really want to kill me." Han Cheng squinted.

Jiang Moyan snorted coldly, "Aren't you the same, otherwise why would you be here late at night." ”

"As long as you hand over the 150,000 taels, I won't kill you!"

"That's what I want to say to you."

The two looked at each other, like swords colliding, no need to talk nonsense, the two of them raised their knives and killed them.

At the corner of the corridor, Ming Spiegel quietly touched Su Zhiwei.

Su Zhiwei asked Lianxin to go to Boshan Hall to find Mingjing for help, and Mingjing obeyed Su Zhiwei's instructions, pretended to be a man in black, and deliberately followed behind Han Cheng to stimulate him.

When he saw that he had taken the bait, he went back to his life.

Su Zhiwei wanted to see the two kill each other, so Mingjing climbed over the wall and opened the secret door to protect her here.

"Girl, as you might expect, they fought." Spiegel Road.

Su Zhiwei looked over, both of them had knives in their hands, you came and went, every move was full of ruthlessness. They want to kill each other, and they know that the other party also wants to kill themselves, so they must go all out.

In terms of kung fu, Jiang Moyan is not Han Cheng's opponent, so after dozens of moves, he is a little struggling.

Han Cheng showed a smug look, and his moves became more and more ruthless, causing Jiang Mo Yan to retreat step by step, and then raised a knife to slash at Jiang Mo Yan.

Jiang Moyan couldn't dodge, he only had time to deviate his body, the knife saw his shoulder, blood splashed, and he fell to the ground without support.

"Don't kill me...... Don't kill me...... I'll give you all 150,000 taels ......," Jiang Moyan shouted in panic.

Han Cheng snorted, "If you want to know the current affairs so well just now, I will spare you, but I have beaten you all the times, how can I feel at ease if I don't kill you!" ”

As he spoke, Han Cheng raised a knife and stabbed it towards Jiang Moyan.

At this time, Jiang Moyan suddenly turned around, he was very dexterous, and after snatching the knife, he went around to the back and pierced Han Cheng with a knife.

Han Cheng's eyes widened, shocked by the sudden reversal of the situation, and then looked at the knife that pierced his body, he was unwilling, gritted his teeth, and turned around towards Jiang Mo Yan is knife.

And Jiang Moyan was injured in the end, this knife did not dodge, and was slashed again.

The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, they still wanted to kill each other, and they kept guarding, until Jiang Moyan looked at Han Cheng and swallowed his breath, he fell back with confidence.

But he was slashed twice, and his injuries were extremely serious, and blood gushed out.

"Someone...... Is there anyone who ...... Help me......"

At this time, he heard the sound of footsteps, and his face immediately showed joy, and he commanded without looking at it: "...... first Bring me the silver ticket from him first...... Give me ......."

Then a person came into his sight, bent down and took out a stack of silver tickets from Han Cheng's arms, and then turned to look at Jiang Moyan.

Jiang Moyan saw that it was Su Zhiwei, his face showed fear, and at the same time, his body began to tremble.

"Knowing the subtleties...... Give it to me...... I'll help you kill Han Cheng...... Give me the silver ticket ......"

Su Zhiwei tilted his head and looked at Jiang Moyan, "I told you, I want to kill you more than Han Cheng." ”

Jiang Moyan shook his head, "You promised to give me 300,000 taels...... You can't go back ......"

Su Zhiwei squatted down and threw the 150,000 taels of silver ticket in his hand into his face, "I don't regret it, I'll give it to you." ”

Jiang Moyan was excited to take it, but he lost so much blood that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. At this time, he realized a problem again, if Su Zhiwei didn't save him, he would die, what was the use of taking the 300,000 taels.

"Help me...... Zhiwei ...... I know wrong...... Please save me......"

Su Zhi sneered slightly, "Do you think I will save you?" ”

"Help me...... Help me......" Jiang Moyan looked at Su Zhiwei pleadingly.

"Jiang Moyan, your Jiang family is finally dead."

“……”

"Your mother, Jiang Yinghua, Jiang Song, and finally you."

Jiang Moyan's eyes trembled, "It's you...... You killed us......"

"King Qi pretended to be a horse thief, broke into my Su family, and killed my parents, was it your idea?"

Jiang Moyan's pupils shrank for a moment, and then his face showed a look of disgrace.

"You know it all."

"Yes, because I knew, I designed it step by step and killed you one by one."

"But the mastermind is King Qi!"

"You think I don't want to kill him?"

Jiang Moyan smiled, "You can't kill him." ”

"But I can kill you." Su Zhi said lightly.

Jiang Moyan was still unwilling, and begged for mercy: "Ah Wei...... I was wrong...... I'll kowtow to you to make amends...... Help me......"

Su Zhiwei supported his knees with his hands, just looked at Jiang Moyan like this, watched the blood on his body gurgling out, watched him pale and tremble because of blood loss, and listened to him beg for mercy and admit his mistakes one by one.

Finally, he closed his eyes.

Su Zhi smiled, and then there was a long silence.