Zhang Zhong was hiding under the bridge at this time, but he was actually not far from Lin Yuqing.

People in the neighborhood like to use this place as a place to dump garbage, and after hiding for a while, the body that was originally only a little bloodstained has been stained with a frowning smell.

But Zhang Zhong, who was very poor and particular in the past, didn't care about these at all at this moment, he was full of panic, and there was still a trace of confusion on his somewhat obese face because of bullying.

"What the hell is going on? Am I crazy?"

"I was beaten at that time, I was obviously gritting my teeth and carrying it, and the lord didn't want my life, why was he suddenly so angry, and he didn't choose what to say, and told the matter of his wife?"

That was when he went to find his wife to return to the matter, he overheard the conversation between his wife and his grandmother, and he learned about his privacy.

Zhang Zhong originally just wanted to rot this matter in his stomach, after all, if this matter came out of his mouth, not only would it not be beneficial, but it would also cause trouble, who didn't have a little bit of this muddy privacy in his house, who would treat the house slave who exposed the truth?

He already understood this kind of reasoning, why did he suddenly lose control of his stinky mouth?

The more Zhang Zhong thought about it, the more annoyed he became, as a servant of the Zhang family, he has been with the master since he was a child, and he is one of the small servants.

"How come I was blinded by lard and said such a thing!"

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him stealing things, but he was really annoyed that he had shouted that the little boy was someone else's seed, and once it was involved in this kind of scandal, no matter whether it was found to be true or false in the end, he had no good fruit to eat.

"Hey, I hope that after the old man is angry, he can spare my life!"

"What's wrong with me, is it because I've been hit by Gu?" Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing special about it, just the same as before, meeting some people and drinking some wine.

"Even if there are two strangers, that is, they are close, and they don't even drink wine. ”

"Is it ......?"

Suddenly, two bloody faces appeared in front of him, and Zhang Zhong couldn't help but shudder: "Ah Sheng, it's none of my business, I just wanted to win the trust of the master more, so I reported it." ”

"Who would have thought that the old man would be angry and beat you and Haizhu to death?"

"Don't come to me, don't come to me, I'll burn paper and recite scriptures for you when I go out. ”

Under the bridge hole, he was sighing and thinking wildly, when suddenly a piece of paper flew down from the bridge and fell in front of Zhang Zhong.

When Zhang Zhong saw it, he stretched out his hand to take it and put it in front of him to look at it.

Originally, I just squatted here for too long, and it was really boring, but when I saw it, I was almost bluffed.

Suddenly, he was still burned by the fire, rubbed it and ran out, jumped out of the bridge, and shouted: "It's not me, it's not me who posted it, I'm wronged!"

This injustice stretched out his voice, and it was the same as singing, and the pedestrians around him were trembling, and when they saw that it was a beggar, they couldn't help but snort: "Neurotic, if you don't want to live, jump off the bridge, howl?"

Zhang Zhong couldn't care about the eyes of pedestrians, the handwriting on it, he could see it clearly, it was clearly his own words, and the payment was Zhang Zhong's name, indicating that he was hunted down and killed because of the scandal that broke Zhang Shilang, and he was not angry in his heart, and in order to retaliate, he wrote out all the things he knew one by one, and posted them all over the city to clear this atmosphere.

What a terrible thing to do!

Zhang Zhong is not stupid, if such a thing is allowed to be deducted from his head like this, I am afraid that not only the old man wants to kill himself, but there are so many powerful people in the capital, everyone will hate him to the bone, and they want to kill him quickly.

Not far away, there were two people, front and back.

One of them whispered: "This area is relatively remote, and it is inhabited by ordinary people, if the evil slave really flees here, or settles down here temporarily, there are already people watching the city gate, and there is no news of him going out for the time being, this evil slave must still be in the city." ”

"I'm afraid that he will hide in those people's houses and search them one by one, which will be even more troublesome. The other frowned.

"He was afraid that he did not have the courage to do so, and if it were only a fugitive slave, he had the audacity to do something that he had pasted paper everywhere, and now who in this city did not know that there were fugitive slaves being pursued? ”

"As for the big and wealthy families, he doesn't dare, who doesn't hate this kind of slave?

As the two spoke, they were startled by a "wrong", who was singing at this time, as soon as the person who spoke before looked up, it happened to be so coincidental that he saw Zhang Zhong jumping out of the bridge hole, and his face changed at this time: "Lao Yu, we are lucky, isn't this hit by us?"

When the words fell, he had already pounced, and within two strokes, he restrained Zhang Zhong.

Seeing that Zhang Zhong was holding a roll of paper in his hand, he had already guessed something in his heart, pulled it into his hand and unfolded it, and scolded him: "You, a wicked slave who betrayed the master, still want to continue to paste it?"

When Lao Yu saw it, his expression was gloomy, and he ignored Zhang Zhong's shouting of grievances, and said directly: "This person can't stay, can't go to court, let him say what he shouldn't say." ”

Not far away, another official saw this scene and ran over, and some people nearby noticed the movement and probed this way, as if they were curious.

Lao Yu immediately glanced at his companion, who deliberately let go of the hand that restrained Zhang Zhong, took advantage of Zhang Zhong's posture to get up, and shouted: "You still dare to commit murder!"

"Slap", a palm slapped on Zhang Zhong's head.

only heard a muffled snort, and in an instant, Zhang Zhongqiqi bled out, his body softened, and he fell directly to the ground, without breath.

"Lao Yu, your Yin Sand Palm is getting more and more powerful. The companion shoved back the roll of paper in his hand while his hand had not lost its vitality.

Only then did he say that the official had arrived, and a catcher shouted: "Who is it, what happened?"

This person is a middle-aged black man, with a slightly open neckline, revealing a row of black buttons, wearing a pair of fast boots under his feet, waiting to get closer, he saw that it was the dead Zhang Zhong, and he couldn't help but be startled, and he knew these two people: "Lao Yu, Lao Wu, what are you doing here?"

Even if he is the backbone of the Golden Snake Gang, he usually has a lot of filial piety, and he can't kill people in public, which makes it difficult for him to do it!

"This person is Zhang Zhong. Lao Yu just said a word, and immediately made the head catcher understand, seeing that the corpse was still holding a roll of paper in his hand, he couldn't help but gasp when he picked it up.

"This Zhang Zhong is really the number one traitor slave in the world, there is really a kind, there is a kind!"

Seriously, the head catcher is really admired, for thousands of years, who has heard that there is such a minion who dares to break the sky, not only betrays the master, but also dares to offend more than a dozen powerful people with more than five grades in one go!

This guts, the head catcher can't ask himself what if!

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