"My silly brother, why are you so stunned! Do you still have a heart like a Bodhisattva and don't want to see people die? Don't you forget that his hands are also stained with blood? Death is not a pity." Murong Jing really wanted to slap Jiang Yichen at this moment .
If Murong Jing hadn't been watching Jiang Yichen's movements closely, when Jiang Yichen was dazed, he would have felt that this kid was over the top again. Then he flew forward and threw Jiang Yichen away. He also used 90% of his strength to defeat Fan at the same time. If one of the two movements of Jian's sword was even half a beat slower, Jiang Yichen would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
After missing the blow, Fan Jian was pulled forward by the swordsman who took Shi Ding's life with Suo Yunqi, and the sword passed through his intestines.
Fan Jian, who was lying on the ground, didn't feel much pain. He felt that his eyelids were too heavy to hold open.
We can't live together, but we want to die together. No matter what, we will die with our brothers, that's enough. After closing his eyes, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Another one dies..." This was the voice in Jiang Yichen's heart.
"If you don't want to die, go to Juyuan with me to plead guilty!" Murong Jing shouted as he saw the robbers in Feiyan Village preparing to flee.
"Huh, Juyuan. What the hell is Juyuan!"
"Juyuan? I'm not going!"
"Brothers, at worst, we have to fight with them! Why are you being cowardly!"
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The ten robbers from Feiyan Village stopped at the same time, but they did not come to confess, but to fight for their lives. This was far beyond Murong Jing's expectation.
Murong Jing originally thought that some people in this rabble would continue to flee, and some would come back to surrender and confess their crimes, but in the end, they all hit it off and came back to fight. That being the case, you can't blame him for being ruthless.
Just as Murong Jing was about to take action, he saw a figure stepping forward. With three strikes, five divided by two, all ten robbers had been beheaded and fell.
At the same time, Jiang Yichen tried hard to tell himself that he must face life and death in the world. These gangsters deserved their death. He could not always be so merciful and kind, and he must not hurt himself and hurt others.
It was clean and neat, without any delay. When the figure stopped, Jiang Yichen saw clearly that this person was not Liu Menghen. At this moment, he could only focus on this stranger and not look at the blood. You won't feel uncomfortable if you have a dripping scene.
This man was tall and straight, with an ice-like face, cold eyes, and short, capable silver-white hair. He was no more than twenty years old, but he looked resolute and steady, and his attacks were ruthless. This was Jiang Yichen's first impression of this silver-haired man.
"This is all for grabs." Murong Jing yelled at the silver-haired man.
"Since we've already opened the meat, let's do it by the way to save you dirty hands." The silver-haired man returned coldly.
"Forget it, forget it, I won't argue with you. Brother Jiang, come on, let me introduce you. This is Brother Feng. That's right, his name just has the word 'Feng', the maple of red maple, from the north. My brother is a tough guy and doesn't like to be long-winded. He is a good match for me, a quick-tongued person, so we get along very well, right." Murong Jing introduced Jiang Yichen while poking Feng's chest with his elbow.
When did the quick words and the dislike of long words go together? Jiang Yichen cursed, but the strange thing is that people who use knives are so lazy to talk.
"In a hurry." Feng Ming was obviously too lazy to talk nonsense with Murong Jing, and gave him a look that said he should hurry up and get things done. Regarding Jiang Yichen's situation, Murong Jing had already had a rough understanding of Jiang Yichen's situation after talking to him in secret. However, after this battle, he felt that Jiang Yichen's behavior was not strong enough and he only greeted him with his eyes.
Jiang Yichen thought Feng had such a personality, so he didn't care, so he agreed to return the favor.
"Okay, okay. Brother Jiang, time is running out, so I'll keep the story short. This time Brother Feng and I came from my old man's place, and we happened to catch up with this drama by coincidence. Seeing that you took action first, I'm secretly helping you keep tabs on them, to be on guard against whether the other party will come with more people, for fear that you won't be able to handle it. You handled it well this time, and you were very smart, but you can't hesitate next time."
"We have received the old man's instructions and have to rush back to Taoyuan Town to make arrangements, that is, the matter of Qianzhulin Winery. I have just sent a letter to Juyuan to inform Juyuan of the situation here. Within one day, Juyuan You can get the message from the other side of the garden and come over, so you don’t have to worry about things here. Hurry up and get on your horse and hurry up."
It was a long story that was not shortened, and it covered a lot of information. Only Murong Jing could finish it clearly and quickly in such a short period of time, which is admirable.
As he spoke, Murong Jing rushed Jiang Yichen to the little brown horse. The little brown horse received a kick in the butt, turned around and scolded him in dissatisfaction, but he still galloped away in a sensible manner.
"Brother Jiang, I'm really in a hurry this time. Let's catch up with old times again if we have a chance. Brother Feng is also a good swordsman. Let him guide you next time we meet." He had already run more than ten feet away, and he still heard Murong Jing shouted from behind.
After watching Jiang Yichen leave, Murong Jing turned around, only to see that Zhen Shibei, who was originally scared to wet his crotch, had come back to life with full blood, rubbing his hands, squinting, smiling, and standing behind him. Looking at Feng, he had already turned his back and pretended to be cleaning his sword.
"Hey, Mr. Murong, we meet again. It's such an honor to meet you again." Zhen Shibei impatiently moved forward to flatter the young man in front of him. He is the main person in charge of Jiangning and Gusu. Now, if you can get through this line with him, your money will be unlimited! Unlimited!
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop, stop. Boss Zhen, when I see you now, you are two years older than you. You also know that we have met again! Should I say that you are lucky or lucky? Too bad, why can't you, a big boss, just sit back and relax in your vault at home, with money pouring into your pocket? You have to follow the goods around, and you get into trouble every time. The thing is, I said you are really Tang Monk meat, you can deliver it wherever you go. If you hadn’t run into my little brother this time, you would have been caught and dipped in a pig cage to be used as a cash cow."
"I remember, the last time you went to Pinghai County to deliver goods, but as a result, you met people from the Red Sect, who focused on your goods, and people from the Daoyi Alliance passed by, and the goods were lost. At least someone got you back, otherwise you would have met the King of Hell a long time ago. The last time, it was still in Pinghai County, and you still went to deliver the goods in person. As a result, there was a thunderstorm on the way, which also caused a flash flood, and the goods were blown away. It was washed away, but the person was washed away, and I happened to pick it up. Let’s do it again..."
Before Murong Jing could finish talking about Zhen Shibei's glorious deeds, Zhen Shibei was already heartbroken. Regardless of his status, he used his fat palm to block Murong Jing's mouth. He really regretted provoking this fast-talking ancestor.
Zhen Shibei's embarrassing things were exposed one after another, and he was embarrassed in front of those guys. After all, as long as he had money, he would still be their big boss, and they would continue to work for him, but it would be unkind to expose people's scars in this way. Whenever he mentioned these things, when he thought of those goods, such as yellow and white gold and silver, leaving him, it really hurt more than cutting his flesh!
"So I say, Boss Zhen, please save your worries and don't struggle with money anymore! You have to thank my good brother for today's matter. If you encounter him in the future, you should take more care of him."
"Over at Juyuan, as I said just now, I have already sent you a message. For the past two days, you have just been here to guard. If there are some short-sighted people who come looking for trouble, you also know how to deal with it. I I'm really in a hurry, and I don't have time to chat with you." After Murong Jing's first verbal attack achieved his goal, he broke free from Zhen Shibei's palm and explained to him in a serious manner.
After Zhen Shibei once again saw the power of the young master's verbal confrontation in front of him, he became much more honest. His main purpose was to confirm that Murong Jing had sent the information here to Juyuan, and secondly, he wanted to establish some relations. Now that the main purpose has been achieved, he can Feeling relieved, I still didn't dare to have such fantasies about having a relationship, so I responded submissively, eager to send this man away as soon as possible.
Seeing that the poisonous young man and the cold-faced swordsman finally got on their horses and left, Zhen Shibin breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, after Murong Jing rode his horse and ran a few steps, he came back with a carbine.
What surprised Zhen Shibei was that after Murong Jing came back, he said goodbye to him very politely, and said to him seriously: "I say boss Zhen, I suggest you change your name, maybe you can change your name." Okay, look at you, Zhen Shibei, you are really carrying it all the time, how can you not be lucky?"
"Look at how good your brother's name is, Zhen Youcai. He's really talented. He's doing well in Juyuan now. I think you might as well change your name to Zhen Youqian. They both happen to be from the same generation as You. Okay, don't say it. That’s it, let’s say goodbye, let’s say goodbye.”
Zhen Shibei was quite angry at first, but after listening to it, he found that although this young man was venomous, but when he thought about it carefully, his words were quite reasonable. Otherwise, he would have changed his name to "Zhen" "Bless money"?
