From this time to sunrise, there was still an interval of four hours, and when Miss Chenyuan thought of facing her husband's torture and the desperate situation of "Tsing Yi Lou", a cold sweat quickly broke out on her forehead:

"Yuanyuan, Chai Ruge is as cunning as a jackal, have you ever thought that this in itself will be a trap? The relationship between your brother-in-law and you, Chai Ruge can definitely consider it, how can he not take precautions? Further calculate, will Chai Ruge take this opportunity to destroy the 'Tsing Yi Building' that is a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh in one fell swoop?"

"Trap?" Chen Yuan sneered: "My brother has already thought about it, but in the face of such a desperate situation, even if I know that there is a trap in front of me, I have to jump in it for the rest of my life!

"Caien, are you okay?" Miss Chenyuan recalled the happy and happy time when she and Sana Caien sold horses and grazing together, and raised her eyebrows, and then thought of the cruel methods of "ghosts and sorrows" in the prison, and her worry about her husband deepened, and it grabbed her heart tightly, indescribable.

There was a disciple in front of the building who reported: "The eldest son, the lord of the fourth floor asks to see you!"

Before the sound fell, Liu Shuyi, the owner of the "Fourth Floor of Tsing Yi" with a bow and a sword, had already stepped in a hurry and rushed in through the staircase corridor: "The eldest son, my subordinates are back!" Between his eyebrows, he was very anxious.

Chen Yuan took his hand and looked at Liu Shuyi: "Shuyi, how is it?"

"Our rescue operation has failed!!" Liu Shuyi's face was like condensed fat, and it looked hopeless pale in the moonlight.

"Can you only rob the Dharma field tomorrow?" Chen Yuan muttered to himself.

"Eldest son, this night, in order to enter the 'heavenly prison' and risk death to save my uncle, we have already broken more than 50 brothers and sisters one after another. Liu Shuyi said sadly:

"The prison of the 'Criminal Department', especially the 'Heavenly Prison', is not a place where people can come and go, and his subordinates have also entered the 'Heavenly Prison' several times openly and secretly, and sooner or later Suo Ling will put his foundation firmly in the 'Heavenly Prison', if he doesn't nod his head and let people go, no matter who it is, he can't get in and out!"

Thinking of Suo Lingchi's methods, Miss Chenyuan couldn't help but be frightened, and let out a sad cry helplessly.

"Suo Lingchi, it's indeed a hard bone!" Liu Shuyi sighed: "Suo Lingchi is not the only one in the 'Heavenly Prison', his subordinates have also faced off against the Thunder Tiger in Suo Lingchi's 'Heavenly Dragon and Earth Tiger', forty rounds, no winner or loser. A mere thunder tiger has blocked the way for his subordinates to save people, I really want to go to prison, and then rescue my uncle who has been tortured, how easy is it to talk about it?"

"The only way to save people may be to rob the law field and smash the prisoner's car. Chen Yuan groaned.

Liu Shuyi asked hesitantly: "Eldest son, the 'Criminal Department' is so anxious to ask Uncle Behead, will it be a trap? The old landlord is gone, it is a matter of life and death of the 'Tsing Yi Building', we have to guard against it!"

Chen Yuan turned his head to look at his sister, only to see that Miss Chenyuan thought of her husband who had been suffering in prison, her eyes were red, and she was almost about to cry, so she hurriedly turned her head away, pretending to look at the moon in front of the window, and said in a calm voice: "Tomorrow's law field battle, I will personally lead the team, after my accident, the second son Chu Yu will take over the position of 'chief landlord', no one shall have any objections!"

"Yes! Liu Shuyi bowed and answered.

Outside the window, the moon is sinking, the night is about to pass, and the morning light is about to arrive. Chen Yuan has never been as eager for tomorrow as he is now, and he has never been so afraid of tomorrow's arrival so soon.

- To be honest, Jiang Shu didn't sleep well last night.

Before the execution, he should have slept and eaten enough to be full of energy to the point that every detail must be foolproof, but Jiang Chu unexpectedly lost sleep.

It was still early, he decided to go to the "Criminal Department" first, and when he passed by the alley, the cold flower girl was still selling those yellow and white, unknown wildflowers.

Jiang Chu saw it from a distance, he paused, put his hands in his sleeves, and slowly paced to the mouth of the alley.

"Lord Deacon, would you like to buy a bouquet of my flowers today?" The lonely smile on the face of the flower girl was as warm as the winter sun

Jiang Shu stopped, he stood in front of the girl's flower burden, he looked at the girl's lonely smile: "Have we met somewhere?"

The flower girl smiled coldly: "Lord Jiang is a celebrity in the 'capital' and a celebrity in the 'Criminal Department', a fourteen-year-old girl, the deacon must be common, we have seen each other, and it is not strange. ”

Jiang Chu also smiled.

He looked at her with a pair of eyes, which suddenly turned into two nails, staring at her legs.

A poor and poor flower girl, a murderous executioner, on a late autumn morning, at the mouth of the alley with few cars and horses, looked at each other inexplicably.

Jiang Chop stared at the girl with the same eyes, she kept smiling, and asked with a smile, "Deacon Jiang are you going to buy me a jar of flowers now?"

"I'm going to buy flowers, and I'm going to ask you. Jiang Chu said: "Because, there is one thing that I have always thought is very strange. ”

"What's the matter?" the girl asked, smiling.

"Why haven't you killed me until now?" Jiang Shu suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Far from being surprised, the flower girl even smiled more happily than just now, and she asked Jiang Shu, "You already knew that I was here to kill you?"

"Hmm. Jiang slashed his nail-like gaze upwards and fixed on the girl's clean and white hands.

"How can you tell?" asked the flower girl with a smile undiminished.

"You have a murderous aura," Jiang Chu sighed: "Those flowers that you handed over to me by Tuo Chenyuan also have a murderous aura." ”

The flower girl also sighed: "I should have guessed, you are killing people all year round, and you are most familiar with murderous aura." She stared at Jiang Qi for a long time, and a lonely and unpredictable smile gradually appeared in her eyes.

Jiang Chu said in a deep voice: "Miss, you have changed your clothes and changed your appearance, from the 'Liangcheng' thousands of miles away, you brought Mrs. Dugu's favorite wildflowers to my door to sell, isn't it just to let me know your intentions." ”

The flower girl let out a long sigh: "You are an amazing person, you can see through who I am at a glance." Ruoqian, like you, also takes killing as a profession, but I am a murderer and a murderer, and you are a deacon executioner who kills legally. ”

Jiang Chu tilted his head and thought for a long time, as if he was thinking about a difficult problem to explain, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "I am indeed legal to kill people." ”

"So, what about my adoptive mother, Mrs. Dugu, is it legal for you to kill her?" The smile on Leng Ruoqian's face suddenly became an indescribable mysterious subterfuge.

Looking at the smile on the girl's face, Jiang chopped the palm in his sleeve, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out in his palm.

At this moment, shocking changes occurred!

In the crowd of flower buyers, a murderous string of Liufeng had already stabbed Jiang Qi an inch and a third of the shoulder on his right back, and in an instant, it could penetrate his heart from his back.

As long as Jiang Chop's reaction is slower, he will definitely die under this string.

His attention had been completely attracted by Leng Ruoqian, Jing didn't hear the movement behind him at all, and by the time he heard the last footsteps of the flowing wind, his back could already feel the cold and murderous aura on the strings.

At this moment of life and death, his toes have turned, his waist is low, his body is spinning, and his right hand has pulled out the "ghost head knife" in his sleeve, holding the handle of the knife back, and slashing the wind obliquely.

The cold light of the blade just rose, and the snowy iron chessboard blocked Jiang Slash's killing move.

Immediately after that, the third girl killer Feihua appeared!

Feihua's waist is soft and twists like a snake, and the "raw flower pen" is not allowed to enter Jiang's waist.

Jiang Shu's body had already flown out of the air, and a stream of blood suddenly erupted from his waist, which spread out like fireworks in an instant, turning into a rain of blood flowers and blood flying down.

As long as he escapes from the alley, he is the gate of the yamen of the "Criminal Department", and inside, there are countless colleagues and masters who can save themselves.

However, the fourth girl killer's canvas month by month, as a hood again!

Jiang Chop's intuition was dark, he was in a hurry, his "ghost head knife" rotated like a windmill, and with one move, the canvas covered above his head was wringed to pieces!

Pieces of rags, like flying butterflies, gradually charming the eyes.

This move is the essence of his wisdom, experience, physical fitness, skill, knife work and adaptability.

Jiang slashed his wrist and swung the knife, the knife wind was like a roar, and the blood beads on the knife were sprinkled in a row.

With an exclamation from the moon, the figure retreated sharply-

This is the perfect knife that Jiang Chop has played beyond the level, even Jiang Chop himself, he can't help but feel proud and surprised by his impeccable knife.

However, these emotions that should and should not have can only stay here, and they will stay here permanently.

Because it's raining.

-- Leng Ruoqian's "Hidden Weapon Rain" is here!

Her hidden weapon is not a dart, not a flying knife, but a flying flower, the "flying flowers" in the bamboo basket and clay pot.

Those yellow and white flowers are like a rain of flowers, and in the rain of flowers, the cold and killing Leng Ruoqian, the sleeves are flying, like a scattered flower fairy, sprinkling a deadly beautiful weapon to the world.

Jiang Chop, who was running wildly, tried his best to escape out of the alley!

The flower leaf cut his throat, he didn't care, and continued to run, and the petals cut his eye, and he continued to run despite it......

As long as you escape from the alley and guard the colleagues in front of the yamen of the "Criminal Department", you will see your danger and hear your own cries for help, and you will be able to escape and save your life!

He didn't care at all about how many wounds he had left on his body by the rain of flowers flying in the sky, he just fled!

Wild Escape-

The mouth of the alley is right in front of you.

Ten Steps-

Seven Steps-

Five Steps-

Three Steps-

"Poof!", Jiang Chop, who had lost too much blood and was physically exhausted, finally fell to the ground three steps away from the alley!

When he ran, his upper body was trying to stretch forward, and when he fell, his head also fell with a bang, and he even saw a pair of feet with official boots on the guard at the gate of the yamen of the "Criminal Department" not far away......

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't......

Leng Ruoqian's hairband fluttered, and as the rain of flowers slowly fell, those yellow and white flowers, sprinkled with joy, were buried on Jiang Qi's cold corpse.