Wei Jing peeked from a distance and couldn't hear what they were saying. He could only see Tang Biaobi bragging about something, and his two subordinates nodded in agreement from time to time.
Tang Biao was suddenly silent for a while, patted his stomach, rubbed his head, left the table, and walked toward the toilet.
The two men looked at each other, grinning, one of them grabbed a maid, and said obscenely: "Let's test it for Brother Biao first, ha!"
"It's so disgusting!" Wei Jing saw it from a distance and couldn't hold it in any longer. He crouched down and turned left and right towards the small court to save people.
Fan Jun raised his neck, drained the remaining wine from the pot, tossed the pot, turned around and walked in the direction where Tang Biao was going.
Wei Jing took advantage of the cover of clumps of small trees, rockery and boulders, and gradually approached the small court. When he took a closer look, he saw that the small court was empty. Two of Tang Biao's men and two maids were nowhere to be found.
Wei Jingzheng felt strange. He looked around in the small court for a while and saw Tang Biao walking into the toilet from a distance, followed by Fan Jun. He quickly turned over and jumped out of the small court, running quickly to catch up with Fan Jun.
The two of them came to the outside of the toilet. The toilet was very large and divided into several small rooms. They waited outside the door and peeked inside. They saw that Tang Biao was staggering drunk and couldn't even unbutton his pants after working for a long time. He kept rubbing his temples, as if he was about to faint.
"Brother Biao, look who's here!" Seeing Tang Biao's drunken appearance, Wei Jing rushed in first, patted him on the back of his shoulder, and when he turned around, he punched Tang Biao right on the bridge of his nose.
Tang Biao was startled and couldn't see who it was. He instinctively moved his hands, but he felt the world was spinning and couldn't use his strength. After pushing for a long time, he pushed Wei Jing away and wanted to escape outside, but saw someone blocking him at the door. The tall man is Fan Jun.
Tang Biao was horrified, and he braced himself and got into a posture. Fan Jun had been waiting for him, and with a hook, Tang Biao was thrown into the air and fell into the bucket.
Tang Biao's jaw was shattered, and he struggled to get up with his mouth full of blood. He fought several moves with Fan Jun. At this time, he was drunk and dazed, and was no match for him. Wei Jing and Fan Jun grabbed him and beat him hard, and his head hit the wall. Already fainted.
"Xiaowei, you are young, let me do this." Fan Jun looked at Tang Biao who was lying on the ground quietly, and stepped on his heart, as if he was going to kill him.
Wei Jing was shocked. Naturally, he hated Tang Biao to the extreme. However, after many adventures along the way, even though he had experienced several fights and killings, it was enough to do it regardless of the severity. At this time, he was asked to take the initiative to kill someone, but he never Thought about it.
When he heard what Fan Jun said, he couldn't react for a moment and just froze in place.
Suddenly a figure walked past outside. Wei Jing and Fan Jun were both startled. They looked outside the door, but saw no one. They chased out of the toilet and looked around. They only heard voices coming from the top of the toilet: "Ah, ah, Wei Jing!"
The voice was as clear as the tinkling of bells. Wei Jing took a closer look and saw that it was Bei Xiaolu.
"Ah, it's you!" Wei Jing looked at Bei Xiaolu who was lying on the roof of the toilet in shock.
Bei Xiaolu turned over and landed on the ground. She was wearing a slave outfit. She was the maid who had just served the wine.
Wei Jing asked anxiously: "Why, you're here too. Why did you run away crying last time?"
"I go wherever I fall in love, do you care? I didn't cry that day because my eyes were filled with sand." Bei Xiaolu snorted, pointed at Tang Biao and asked, "Do you have any grudge against Tang Biao? What the hell?" Why beat him?"
"I have a grudge against him, and it's not a small grudge! Why, do you want to help him?" Wei Jing snorted and glared at Bei Xiaolu.
"Why should I help him? You are here to ruin my good deeds." Bei Xiaolu took out a porcelain bottle from his waist, shook it twice and said, "I heard what Chef Shishengtian said, and I wanted to observe this guy. Who is it? You know he is really nasty to the extreme!"
Bei Xiaolu's face turned slightly red as she recounted this. Even though she was only thirteen years old, she also knew the difference between men and women.
Tang Biao touched her buttocks, but she became angry. She judged that Hu Bai's words were not unfair, so she was ready to teach this romantic leopard a lesson.
"What was your original plan? Beat him up while he was unconscious? Isn't that the same thing as what we did?" Wei Jing pointed to the toilet and said: "He has been beaten to paralysis now, but we still have to take it. His life."
"Don't interfere with my plan. Take his life after a while before taking action. I have fun." Bei Xiaolu shook the medicine bottle and walked into the toilet. Seeing Tang Biao lying motionless on the ground, he spat on him and killed him. He opened the lid of the medicine bottle and shook it for a while, but he didn't know how to start, so he turned to Wei Jing and Fan Jun and told Wei Jing and Fan Jun: "You two, pull his legs apart!"
"Huh? What are you going to feed him? Why are you pulling his leg? Does this leopard drink from its butt?" Wei Jing asked curiously.
"Idiot, this is not for drinking. It has been mixed with wine to trick him into drinking." Bei Xiaolu shook the small bottle of potion in his hand and said, "This bottle has another effect, please pull his legs apart!"
Fan Jun finally understood that Bei Xiaolu, who was pretending to be a maid, had just offered Tang Biao drugged wine, turning the fierce leopard into a drunk cat.
Although Wei Jing didn't like Bei Xiaolu ordering him around, since he wanted to punish Tang Biao, he was happy to join in the fun. He and Fan Jun each held one of Tang Biao's legs to form a horse.
"Ugh, it's really disgusting!" Bei Xiaolu frowned and cursed, slowly pouring the bottle of potion in his hand on Tang Biao's crotch.
"What is this?" Wei Jing and Fan Jun asked together.
Bei Xiaolu carefully capped the bottle, put away the porcelain bottle, clapped his hands and said, "This guy will never touch women in his whole life! In the next three months, his words will gradually fade away day by day. Rotten.”
"Hiss——" Wei Jing and Fan Jun gasped at the same time and quickly let go of Tang Biao's foot, as if they were afraid of getting contaminated.
"Three months, nearly a hundred days, you will die for a hundred days!" Wei Jing saw that Tang Biao was so dizzy that he didn't even know that he was already dead.
Wei Jing originally wanted to step on the place where he received the medicine to promote blood circulation and make the medicine take effect faster, but he gave up because he was afraid of being stained by the terrible medicine.
The three of them walked out of the toilet and walked away quickly, pretending that nothing happened.
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Fan Jun led Wei Jing back to his dormitory, rummaged through his baggage, took out a six-inch-long, three-finger-wide black piece of wood, and threw it at Wei Jing.
"I'll find something to do tonight. I'll see you at the conference tomorrow." Wei Jing took the black wooden box. It was the new eight-hand box, which was more than an inch longer than the old one.
He melted the two-foot steel sheet he brought back from the Wei Family Sword Shop to create eight tools and assembled them into a new eight-handed weapon.
This new eight-handed tool unfolds. The top four tools are a knife, a saw, an awl, and a fork, and the bottom four are a planer, a slingshot, a scissors, and a hook.
The hook and saw replaced the comb and sharpening board.
Fan Jun then threw over another big baggage, which had edges and corners, but he didn't know what it was.
"It's another weird tool, let me have a look!" Bei Xiaolu followed all the way behind. When he saw Wei Jing's new eight hands, he felt curious. He raised his right hand and heard the sound of wind. The new eight hands in Wei Jing's hand turned out to be... Gone.
"Wow!" Wei Jing was stunned when he saw Bei Xiaolu holding a well-repaired keel whip in his right hand and looking up and down with his eight hands in his left hand.
Wei Jing remembered that when they first met, Bei Xiaolu used a keel whip to wrap up his legs.
This keel whip can not only be used as a weapon, but can also be used for stealing and robbing. Like an extended arm, you can take whatever you want. Bei Xiaolu has mastered the keel whip to the extreme.
"You stinky thief, you've come to torment me again, give me your eight hands quickly!" Wei Jing was angry, but he didn't dare to yell, so he could only urge in a low voice.
"Thank you, little monkey, for having some conscience and remembering me, Feixue Villa..." Bei Xiaolu carefully played with Wei Jing's Eight Hands. When he saw the word "Snow" carved on the corner of the Eight Hands piece of wood, he felt sweet and put the Eight Hands into his hands. The hand was handed back to Wei Jing. Suddenly he was stunned and sneered: "I know, it turns out you are not remembering me, but Sister Salmon."
"Can you care?" Wei Jing turned his head angrily and waved his hand to drive Bei Xiaolu away: "Gogun, stay away from me."
"You don't care where I want to go! This is Chuangtianmen Dayang Mansion, not your Xiaoyuan Village."
Wei Jing walked to a small stream in the courtyard and saw that the tree beside the stream was thick and thick with lush branches and leaves. He also saw that Bei Xiaolu was still following behind. He gave her a cold look and turned around to climb the tree.
As soon as I climbed up, I climbed up to about ten feet, sat on a thick branch, leaned against the trunk, and looked up at the moon.
I saw a figure running quickly on the ground, the leaves were fluttering, and Bei Xiaolu was sitting on a higher branch, looking at Wei Jing proudly.
"Hey, you're an out-and-out female monkey." Wei Jing was too lazy to say anything else. He just stared at the moon blankly, thinking that although he didn't kill Tang Biao, seeing him end up like this, he should be considered worthy of his crime.
When I thought that I had avenged Wen Yuxue, I felt mixed emotions in my heart and my eyes turned red.
"I don't believe there are fairies in the world. Your salmon sister will grow old one day." Bei Xiaolu suddenly burst out with these words. He swung the keel whip and knocked down the leaves, letting them fall on Wei Jing's head. Seeing that Wei Jing still ignored her, he added: "Do you still remember your doll? I burned it to ashes and threw it into the Tongtian River to feed the fish..."
"Sister Yu Xue will never grow old..." Wei Jing sighed.
Bei Xiaolu heard something strange in Wei Jing's tone and looked down, seeing Wei Jing looking up at the moon with tears in his eyes.
She noticed something, tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "Is your decision to take Tang Biao's life related to what Chef Shi Shengtian said?"
Wei Jing was silent for a while, nodded, and shed tears. Bei Xiaolu felt a chill in his heart. After thinking about the cause of the matter, he quietly stopped talking.
The two of them were looking at the moonlight in the sky. Suddenly a strong wind blew up, causing the flowers and leaves to fly. Bei Xiaolu gently waved his keel whip to remove the red and pink petals mixed in the flying leaves.
When the strong wind subsided and the flying leaves stopped, I held piles of petals in my hand and threw them up into the sky. I watched the petals fluttering and spinning in the air under the moonlight, and then fell on the water of the stream one by one, and slowly disappeared with the sparkling waves.
