"ah……!"
Song Yuanping let out a scream!
He should have stabbed forward with the judge's pen in his hand to protect himself, but instead he instinctively raised his hand to wipe his eyes.
It's this moment.
Li Chenan stepped forward and stabbed his abdomen with the dagger in his right hand.
"ah……!"
A burst of severe pain came, and Song Yuanping let out another scream. At this time, the judge's pen in his hand suddenly swung forward.
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 care about the pain in his chest.
He held his breath, not caring that the lime that had not yet dissipated blurred his eyes.
He held the dagger and kicked it.
Song Yuanping took a few steps back and fell to the ground. Li Chenan squinted his eyes, pounced forward, passed through the smoke screen formed by the lime, and pounced on Song Yuanping!
He was riding on Song Yuanping's body!
The dagger in his hand struck hard again.
Once, twice, three times...
He looked ferocious, like a madman.
"You want to take advantage of me?"
"I'm telling you now, my name is Li Chenan!"
"You old guy, you still want to ask me to turn over the dark side and become an undercover agent for you?!"
"You don't take a pee and take a look at yourself, how dare you do that?"
Li Chenan was cursing.
This first murder made him extremely frightened.
Such curses can fill him with anger and make him forget his fear.
good results.
He didn't know how many times he had pricked him.
But each stab penetrated into Song Yuanping's body.
Song Yuanping was tied into a honeycomb and was already dead.
Li Chenan stood up, stepped back a few steps, and sat down on the stool.
Close your eyes and let the tears stimulated by the lime flow.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and saw the red blood all over his body.
The clothes were black, and the color of the blood was indistinguishable. It dripped down and fell on the lime spread on the floor, revealing its red color.
There are Song Yuanping's and his own.
He burst into laughter, feeling suddenly relieved and happy after escaping from death.
It turns out that killing is just that.
It’s no different than killing a pig.
But his hands were shaking and his legs were shaking.
This time it was really not the Fuji Zhou Tian Jue that was working on its own, but an emergency response after the tense nerves and muscles had relaxed.
There was no time to think or see how badly he was injured. He shook his aching arm, wiped the dagger on his clothes and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket, and then wrapped the small wooden box with cloth. He tied it to his body, opened the secret door mechanism, poked his head out and looked around, but there was still no one on the second floor.
I don’t know where the girl and the other man went.
I still don’t know what the girl is looking for.
These are not his concerns.
The mission has been completed, but the price paid for it is a bit high, but wealth is gained through danger, this is already a good ending.
He quietly went downstairs and left the small courtyard.
He did not take a look at the small building where the remaining flames had not yet been extinguished.
He ran staggeringly in the night rain, only to find several wounds on his chest left when Song Yuanping died.
Those wounds were bleeding.
He should have stopped bandaging, but at this moment he just wanted to go back home to the tavern.
He suddenly felt that the home was very warm.
He used to dislike the smell of the lees after brewing in the small yard, but now he feels that the smell is so good.
In that family there is a little girl Cuihua who used to sell coffins and now becomes a winemaker.
There was Cui Sanniang, who was about forty years old, not good at words but very good at making calculations.
There is also the naive Li Xiaohua who used to hug Shi Dunzi when nothing happened, but now wields a big knife when nothing matters.
Li Xiaohua...
I don’t know if Li Xiaohua is dead.
If he died, he would have to provide for Cui Sanniang until he died.
By the way, there is also Su Muxin, the great talent who works in the tavern.
I borrowed this boy's name twice, and both times produced excellent results. It seems that this boy's name is really good. If he encounters something bad again in the future, he will have to mention his name.
As for that Murong He...
She is from the Fish and Dragon Society.
Now that she has killed a helmsman of the Fish and Dragon Society, this matter will definitely alarm the government, and the way she looks when she returns will definitely arouse her suspicion.
Will she avenge the dead Song Yuanping of the Fish and Dragon Society?
Busy with this task these days, she has neglected the progress of her relationship with Su Muxin.
If Su Muxin accepted her, she would probably give up this idea based on the friendship between herself and Su Muxin.
That is of course the best.
By the way, I also have a master.
Although the master tortured him to death every night, at this moment, he was extremely grateful to the master.
Because of the little pornographic book the master gave him.
If it weren't for that little yellow book, it would have been impossible for him to unlock the acupuncture point, let alone kill Song Yuanping.
Unless he hugged Zhonglifu's thigh, he had no choice but to leave Ningguo.
Cuihua once said that although Ningguo was not big, Guangling City was in the middle of Ningguo. She was afraid that she would be found by people from the Lijing Division or the Fish and Dragon Society before she could escape from Ningguo.
It's ultimately a dead end.
This is happiness.
Praise the master!
He thought again of Zhongli Ruoshui, who made him feel warm and attached.
If I had known that Zhongli Ruoshui was so beautiful and considerate, on March 3rd, if I had taken the song "Die Lian Hua" to the boat and became the leader of the cultural gathering...
Will he be chosen by Zhongli Ruoshui and become the uncle of Zhongli Mansion?
If that were the case, he would have been branded by the Zhongli Mansion. He probably wouldn't have become the embroiderer of the Lijing Division, and probably wouldn't have opened the tavern in Erjinggou Alley.
The course of life changes just like that.
Obviously he could just lie down and eat the bowl of soft rice, but he chose a path of self-reliance and danger.
But the current situation is quite good. After all, he lives with some dignity and does not lose the face of the time traveler. It's just that the handsome father-in-law is a bit bad.
Tomorrow, construction of the brewery on the bank of Peach Blossom Creek will begin.
Next, I hope Lijingsi will not have such a bad mission again, and let himself do some business, do a good job, and do a big business, and show it to Zhongli Ruoshui's mother.
Then Feng Feng Guangguang married Zhong Li Ruoshui into the house.
This is how it goes in this life.
Li Chenan showed a smile.
He was still stumbling along. He was already familiar with this road during his morning jog, but now he realized how long it was.
Thanks to the rain, there were few pedestrians on the road.
He felt very tired.
Feeling very cold again.
His eyes suddenly turned black and he fell to the ground.
What was fixed in my mind was the scene of Zhongli Ruoshui watching him leave at the entrance of Peach Blossom Villa.
Those peach blossoms are almost gone.
But that face filled with joy and smile is more beautiful than all the peach blossoms in the world.
