Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

Cheng Zhiguo didn't change his expression from the beginning to the end, but there was a domineering look on his dull face that made these people tremble.

When he stood up, he looked back at the few people who were already kicking their legs on the ground.

These people immediately became honest.

Bending down to pick up the fish shreds that looked tough, Cheng Zhiguo turned to the old man and said:

"This shredded fish is pretty good. I'll borrow it to play for two days."

"You... you used... to send... to you."

The old man was at a loss for words at this time, seeing the man easily leave his sight.

Then he lay on the ground with his head up, panting heavily.

At this time, those few men who were too frightened by Cheng Zhiguo to move quickly crawled over.

"Master, didn't you say that you want to give him a blow? Now, we have lost even the tough rope made by the iron snake. How can we explain to the hall master when we go back?"

How can the old man care about the hall master at this time.

Cheng Zhiguo's expressionless face was always in his mind.

This face was the scariest expression he had ever seen, as if taking his life was as normal as drinking water and eating for that man.

Several men saw him looking at the sky and panting, thinking that he was having an asthma attack.

He hurriedly took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, and was about to stuff a pill into his mouth.

But he took it off with one hand.

"Okay, let's think about how to kill that stick, otherwise, we will be the ones to die."

The old man understood that the more lightly Cheng Zhiguo said, the more urgent it would be.

Of course, such urgency is for them.

Cheng Zhiguo obviously didn't take them seriously, let alone a young man whose hair hasn't grown yet?
"Master, if we make a move, will we be laughed at by the people in the hall? You know, everyone in the hall is looking at us this time."

The old man also sat up at this time, and he was already out of breath.

"Didn't you hear me clearly? Do you want to lose your life or lose face?"

With this roar, the men were so scolded that they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Yang Kaishan was also very annoyed at this time, Mingming Feng said that this man was only good at controlling beasts.

They chose this place where there was no wild beast, just to get this man into their pocket.

It's a pity that this time it stumbled.

How could there be such a big deviation in intelligence?
The old man was thinking about this question while walking back with several apprentices.

He has 100% confidence in the wind general among the eight generals.

These intelligence-gathering personnel are even more secretive and capable than some professional spies.

Since they are so professional that they can't collect all the abilities of this man, there is only one possibility.

"He's hiding it."

With this possibility, Yang Kaishan was in a cold sweat.

"Master, do you want to take her back from the junior sister? After all, she is a bit..."

As his apprentices, they were unwilling to let their little junior sister out to tell stories to those gangsters in the teahouse.

But the master didn't seem to care about this issue, and Yang Kaishan had to think more about it when he brought it up again this time.

"It's fine to withdraw it, now we have to think about how to get rid of that stickler without affecting our reputation."

"Bad stem? Is it the short-lived ghost who came here to learn something for a few days through the little soldiers?"

At this time, his disciple remembered who the stick in the master's mouth was.

Yang Kaishan also remembered.

"It's that short-lived ghost who provoked this terrifying man? Then we have to settle a debt with him. Our tough rope can't be bought with money."

When the people from Qianmen on this side were about to tie up the sticks, Qin Huairu on the other side was going crazy at home.

She really couldn't think of a way to save her son from Cheng Zhiguo's hands.

Although Cheng Zhiguo said in front of her that he would not make a move.

But this man, is there any difference between shooting and not shooting, for a stick that has no resistance at all?
If there is a real difference, if he makes a move, it is estimated that his son's bones will not be left behind.

"No, no matter what, we must protect our son."

Once again, she thought of everyone around her.

When he saw his cousin and his man passing by their house, his eyes lit up.

She remembered that Sha Zhu once told him that his He family had a distant relative who ran a business.

Just take the stick out of Forty-Nine City and never let him come back.

Then it should be difficult for Cheng Zhiguo to find him again.

Having made up her mind, she immediately rushed towards Shazhu.

At this time, Qin Jingru was discussing the plot of the movie with Shazhu.

Qin Huairu, whose hair was disheveled and bruised, suddenly appeared, and was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Silly Zhu instinctively kicked Qin Huairu violently.

With a sound of "bang", Qin Huairu was kicked in the stomach by the silly Zhu, and he flew upside down and fell in the yard a few meters away.

At this moment, Shazhu roared angrily:
"I'm stupid, who dares to attack me, really think that the name of the god of war in my compound is blown out?"

He spat in Qin Huairu's direction, and was about to step forward to kick her a few more times, but Qin Jingru grabbed her with one hand.

"You stupid big man, pull me up first before talking."

Qin Jingru was so frightened just now that her feet were so frightened that she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Silly Zhu pulled his woman up and put her on her back.

"Hmph, let me let you go today."

When he was about to turn around and go home, Qin Huairu's weak voice came.

"Silly Zhu, save the stick... I beg you, save my son. He will die. He offended Cheng Zhiguo and will be killed..."

Speaking of this, Qin Huairu was already in tears, and she didn't feel any physical pain.

But it felt like my heart was being cut with a knife.

"It's... my sister's voice."

Qin Jingru screamed on Shazhu's back, pointing at the person who was kicked away by Shazhu.

"It's my sister, hurry up. You kicked my sister."

Sha Zhu was stunned at this moment, how could he have thought that the strange person who jumped out like this was Qin Huairu.

When the two went forward, they saw Qin Huairu with tears and snot running down his face.

His eyes seemed to be about to fade away.

"Sister... don't die, silly Zhu didn't do it on purpose, who made you pounce on me like this..."

Grabbing Sha Zhu's back, Qin Jingru was also scared.

She was afraid that Sha Zhu would kick Qin Huairu to death, and her husband would go to jail or even be shot.

Silly Zhu quickly put the woman down, walked in front of her and stretched out his hand to check for breath.

"Alright, still alive."

The couple breathed a sigh of relief.