"Ah......h

Song Yuanping let out a miserable scream!

He should have stabbed forward with the judge's pen in his hand to protect himself, but he instinctively raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

This is the moment.

Li Chenan stepped forward, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed him into the abdomen.

"Ah......h

A sharp pain came, and Song Yuanping let out another miserable scream, and the judge pen in his hand waved forward violently at this time.

With a stabbing sound, Li Chenan pulled out the dagger and only took a step back, his clothes were torn apart by Song Yuanping's angry stroke, touching his skin, leaving a long blood mark on Li Chenan's chest.

Li Chenan couldn't take care of the pain in his chest.

He held his breath, ignoring the lime that had not yet dissipated to blur his eyes.

He took the dagger in his hand and kicked it over.

Song Yuanping stepped back a few steps and fell to the ground, Li Chenan squinted his eyes, pounced forward, passed through the smoke screen formed by lime, and pounced on Song Yuanping's body!

He rode on Song Yuanping's body!

The dagger in his hand stabbed down again.

One, two, three......

He had a hideous face, like a madman.

"You want to take advantage of the master?"

"Master will tell you now, Lao Tzu's name is Li Chen'an!"

"You old thing, you still want to ask the master to abandon the dark and surrender to you as an undercover agent?!"

"You don't pee on yourself, are you particularly worthy?"

Li Chenan was scolding.

This first killing made him extremely frightened.

Such a scolding can fill him with anger and forget that fear.

It works great.

He didn't know how many times he had pricked.

But each piercing pierced into Song Yuanping's body.

Song Yuanping was pierced into a honeycomb, and he was already too dead to die.

Li Chenan stood up, took a few steps back, and sat on the stool.

Close your eyes and let the lime spur the tears flow.

It was a long time before he opened his eyes, and he saw that he was covered in red blood.

The clothes were black, and the blood was indistinguishable, and it was dripping down and falling on the lime that was spread all over the floor, only to reveal its redness.

There are Song Yuanping's, and there are also his own.

He cracked his mouth and laughed, and suddenly there was a sense of relief and relief after escaping death.

It turns out that killing people is nothing more than that.

It's no different from killing a pig.

It's just that his hands are shaking, and his legs are trembling.

This time, it was really not that Zhou Tianjue was doing the exercises on his own, but an emergency response after the tense nerves and muscles just now relaxed.

He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have time to see how many injuries he had suffered, he shook his somewhat sore arm, wiped the dagger on his clothes and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, wrapped the small wooden box in cloth and tied it to his body, opened the mechanism of the secret door, poked his head out and looked left and right, there was still no one on the second floor.

I don't know where the girl and the other man were killed.

I don't know what the girl was looking for.

These are not his concerns.

The mission has been completed, but the price paid for it is a bit large, but the wealth is in danger, and this is already a good ending.

He quietly went downstairs and left the courtyard.

He didn't glance at the small building where the embers had not yet been extinguished.

He staggered and ran in the night rain, only to find that there were several wounds on his chest left by Song Yuanping when he was dying.

The wounds were bubbling with blood.

He should have stopped bandaging, but at the moment he just wanted to hurry back to the tavern's house.

He suddenly felt that the home was very warm.

He used to be a little disgusted by the smell of sake lees in the small yard, but now he thinks it smells so good.

There was a little girl in the family who used to sell coffins but now became a winemaker.

There is a Cui Sanniang who is about forty years old, not good at words but has a good abacus.

There is also the simple Li Xiaohua who used to hold the stone pier when he was fine, and now he wields a big knife when he has nothing to do.

Li Xiaohua......

I don't know if Li Xiaohua is dead.

If he dies, then he must give Cui Sanniang a pension to the end.

By the way, there is also the tavern's talented Su Muxin.

Borrowed this kid's name twice, both times have produced excellent results, it seems that this kid's name is really good, if you encounter a bad situation in the future, you have to bring out his name.

As for that Murong He......

She's the one who comes from the Ichthyosaur Society.

Now that she has killed a helmsman of the Fish Dragon Society, this matter will inevitably alarm the government, and the way she goes back now will definitely arouse her suspicions.

Will she avenge the dead Song Yuanping of the Fish Dragon Club?

These days I was busy with this task, but I ignored the progress of her and Su Muxin's current relationship.

If Su Muxin accepted her, with the friendship between herself and Su Muxin, she would probably dispel this idea.

That's certainly for the best.

By the way, I still have a master.

Although the master tortured himself to death every night, he was extremely grateful to the master at this moment.

Because of the little yellow book that the master gave him.

If it weren't for that little yellow book, he would never have been able to unlock that acupoint, let alone kill Song Yuanping.

Unless he hugged Zhongli Mansion's thigh, he had only one way to leave Ningguo.

Cuihua once said that although Ning Guo is not big, Guangling City is in the middle of Ning Guo, and I am afraid that he will be found by the Lijing Division or the people of the Fish Dragon Club before he can escape from Ning Guo.

In the end, it is a dead end.

That's the blessing.

Praise the master!

He thought of Zhongli Ruoshui again, who made him feel very warm and affectionate.

If he had known that Zhongli Ruoshui had such beauty and understanding, on the third day of March, if he had taken the song "Butterfly Love Flowers" to board the painting boat and become the leader of the literary meeting......

Will he be selected by Zhongli Ruoshui to become Zhongli Mansion's uncle?

If that's the case, he will be branded with Zhongli Mansion, and he won't become the embroiderer of Lijing Division, and he probably won't open that tavern in Erjinggou Alley.

That's how the course of life changes.

Obviously, he could lie down and eat that bowl of soft rice, but he chose a path of self-reliance and danger.

But now this situation is also very good, after all, he lives with a little dignity and does not lose the face of the traverser, but the handsome father-in-law is a little bad.

Tomorrow, the brewery on the banks of Peach Blossom Creek will start construction.

Next, I hope that Lijing Division will not have such a broken task, let himself do some business, do a good business, and also do a big business, and show Zhongli Ruoshui's mother.

Then the scenery and scenery will marry Zhongli Ruoshui into the door.

This life has passed like this.

Li Chenan smiled.

He was still staggering, a road he had known since his morning run, and now he realized how long it was.

Thanks to the rain, there were few pedestrians on the road.

He felt tired.

I felt very cold again.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he fell to the ground.

What was fixed in his mind was the picture of Zhongli Ruoshui seeing him leave when he was at the gate of Peach Blossom Villa.

Those peach blossoms are almost gone.

But that face full of joy and smile is more delicate than all the peach blossoms in the world.