Chapter 135: Humiliation

"Little thief, you have the ability to kill me! Don't tell me what is wrong and insult my son!" Yan Hua turned his head and scolded Wu Qingtao.

It's a pity that Wu Qingtao no longer paid attention to Yan Hua, took his hands, and looked at the people under the city wall, looking like a good thing, but he didn't have any sympathy at all, let alone stand up and speak for Yan Hua. It can be seen that Yan Hua has long lost his prestige in the hearts of the people and is not treated well by the people. How can such an unsupported official be a good official.

Seeing that there were more and more people below, Wu Qingtao also showed a smile on his face, and even more good deeds were still coaxed below: "I have long suspected that the son of the old thief is not his own, when he was young, more than a hundred concubines did not give him a cub, and the old man has a son? I still cuckolded someone, and I don't know if I helped others raise my children!"

"It's just that, after a lifetime of sin, didn't you become Cui Wuzi in the end?"

"Hahaha, this old thief doesn't know who cuckolded when he was dying, tsk..."

"Tell me, my lord, we can't wait. ”

“.........”

Seeing the people below coaxing and making trouble, Yan Hua was so angry that his head buzzed, and he couldn't bear the humiliation, and he actually passed out.

When Wu Qingtao saw it, he couldn't help but be happy, good boy, he thought that there was no way to pass out? As soon as the tea came, Wu Qingtao poured it into the bowl, took a big sip, took a big sip in his mouth, stirred it a few times, and then sprayed it all on Yan Hua's face.

Yan Hua had just passed out, but he was agitated by the cold tea, and woke up again, and found that Wu Qingtao was looking at him with a smile on his face, and said: "Do you think you can get over this way? Tell a story, how can you have fun without you as the protagonist? Besides, don't you want to hear about your heroic deeds back then?"

"Kill me, kill me, please kill me..."

Yan Hua has been tortured for the past few days, his spirit is listless, he is exhausted, and sometimes he even has hallucinations in front of his eyes. But Yan Hua's strength is still beyond Wu Qingtao's imagination. Until today, now, Yan Hua knows that there is no hope of survival, but he didn't expect that his son would be discredited, insulted, remorseful and ashamed in his heart, and finally completely collapsed, and the old tears were rampant.

Wu Qingtao saw that Yan Hua's eyes were dilated, his spirit had collapsed, his consciousness was confused, and his mouth was repeated, as if he was crazy, and he suddenly lost his interest in telling stories. But there are so many listeners at the bottom, and there are a few anxious people who seem to be about to lose their patience, and it seems a little too much to say at this time.

After clearing his throat, Wu Qingtao opened his mouth and said: "If you want to say that when this Yan old thief was young, although he was a person who practiced martial arts, he accidentally split it when he practiced martial arts. At that time, Yan Lao Thief had performed one hundred and eight canoe stakes, but unfortunately he used too much force in bed the night before, which caused Yan Lao Thief's mind to be in a trance and his steps were vain when he walked on the pile, so when he walked to the second canoe, Yan Lao Thief's feet slipped......"

"Shut up!"

When Wu Qingtao said this, he was in high spirits, and suddenly there was a loud shout, and at the same time, a plum blossom dart flew from the same place, the speed was extremely fast, with a sound of breaking the sky, and it went straight to Wu Qingtao's eyebrows.

Wu Qingtao sneered and threw the tea bowl in his hand, hitting the plum blossom dart. In an instant, the plum blossom dart was knocked down, the tea bowl was also shattered, and the tea fragments were spilled from the air and poured on the crowd watching the excitement, and they couldn't dodge.

"Who, who bothered me to watch the pork show, believe it or not, I stabbed it..."A strong man with a big shoulder, a round waist and a shiny face was drenched in tea for no reason, and he was furious, and turned around and scolded. But before he finished speaking, he was speechless in surprise when he saw who the dart was. Then I was shocked, and found that I had caused a big disaster, and my legs trembled with fright, and my hands involuntarily wiped a handful on my greasy face, and I hurriedly turned around and ran away, throwing up the fat belly in circles on my stomach, like a wave surging.

When other unknown people saw the people coming, they also scattered in a panic, and did not dare to stay longer.

"Wu Qingtao, you dare to insult my father in public! I, Yan Kuan, am bound to kill you today, and you will wash away the shame you gave me to the Yan family!"

Wu Qingtao's eyes narrowed, and the people who came were three disciples dressed in the costumes of the Holy Blood Sect, and the disciple in the middle had fire in his eyes, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Wu Qingtao deadly, as if he had a deep hatred with Wu Qingtao. The one who threw the dart and spoke was also that person, Yan Hua's son, Yan Kuan.

As for the two disciples beside him, their expressions were indifferent, but with a thick hostility in their eyes, they looked at Wu Qingtao.

"Oh, you're Yan Kuan, what do the other two call them? Wu Qingtao stood on the city wall, facing the eyes of the three of them, not afraid at all, and put on a lively appearance.

"Shen Liang!"

"Yongtian!"

"Little thief, let my father go quickly, otherwise I will kill the head of the city and take your dog's life!" Yan Kuan pointed at Wu Qingtao angrily, the green tendons on his forehead were prominent, and he shouted loudly.

"Little thief?" Wu Qingtao plucked out his ears, as if he didn't hear clearly, and said with a dark smile: "Wild seed, you have the ability to say it again." ”

Yan Kuan just wanted to speak, but when he saw Wu Qingtao take out a long sword and put it on Yan Hua's neck, he looked at him with a gloomy face, and the words that had just reached his throat were swallowed back.

Wu Qingtao saw Yan Kuan's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, his eyes were vicious, but he sneered indifferently and said, "What, don't you scream?"

"Old thief Yan, I found that your son's face is not like you at all, it seems that he is really not your biological son. Wu Qingtao turned his head and said to Yan Hua with a smile.

It's just a pity that Yan Hua can still withstand Wu Qingtao's blow, he has already lost his mind and become a madman, and he is still there constantly muttering: "Kill me, kill me..."

"Little thief, you..." Seeing this, Yan Kuan was so angry that he trembled all over, and he was so angry that he pulled out the big knife behind his back and wanted to rush forward and cut Wu Qingtao in half.

"Ahh Wu Qingtao saw Yan Kuan's appearance like this, and suddenly said in a strange manner, but his hand was extremely ruthless, and with a slight movement, Yan Huadi's neck was cut with a red wound, but there was no blood.

The strong threat in Wu Qingtao's eyes frightened Yan Kuan, who didn't dare to act rashly, swallowed it with difficulty, and said, "Wu Qingtao, what do you want to do?"

Finally about to get to the point, Wu Qingtao sneered and said, "What about my brother He Yingjun?"