Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

Daming Palace.

East Police Factory.

boom!
Accompanied by the sound of the teacup shattering, Cao Zhengchun's face showed an angry look again!

"What you said is true, and you saw it with your own eyes?"

Cao Zhengchun asked loudly.

"It's true, my lord. Everything I said is true. If there is a slander and rumor, I will be struck by lightning, and I will die!"

The person who spoke was none other than the character eyebrow who was taken away from the inn by Ying Wuqiu just now.

I saw that the eight-character eyebrows kowtowed like garlic, and they didn't dare to stop for a moment.

He had just told Cao Zhengchun all he had seen and heard in the Tongfu Inn today.

Although Li Qiye was an idol in his heart, but at this critical moment of life and death, his life was more important after all.

He and his two elder brothers, pockmarked face and bearded beard, have been fighting in the rivers and lakes for so many years. Naturally, they don't need others to teach them what to say when they meet people.

"This Li Qiye is doing a lot of evil. He only hates that I am an ordinary businessman. Even if he wants to help Cao Shaoqin and Mr. Cao, it is just powerless. I hope the factory will forgive me!"

The eight-character eyebrow continued.

Ying Wuqiu just sneered after hearing the words of the eight-character eyebrow, and then kicked the eight-character eyebrow to the ground violently!

"Hmph, even if your martial arts skills are amazing, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to intervene in this kind of thing, you cowardly rat, do you think this is your mistake?"

"Up to now, don't you still understand the crimes you have committed? Don't you know why I brought you here? Don't pretend to be confused with me here!"

Hearing Ying Wuqiu's question, his eight-character eyebrows suddenly trembled. He didn't even have time to slap the dust on his body, so he continued to kowtow again, and then replied tremblingly:

"Xiaomin doesn't know, Xiaomin is ignorant, Xiaomin really doesn't know, I hope that adults can forgive Xiaomin's life!"

"Yeah, Mr. Factory, we are just small people who earn a living by selling some books. Killing us will only dirty your knife. Besides, my second brother and I really haven't been to Qixia Town today. Inn, even if something happens, we are both innocent!"

Pockmarked face's words were very straightforward, meaning that no matter what happened, it might have something to do with the character eyebrow, but it had nothing to do with him and the bearded man.

"Yes, my lord, there is a wrong and a debt. If there is anything, you can ask my third brother. My elder brother and I are really innocent. We don't know the specific situation and the real situation there."

The nonsense on the cheeks was more blunt, and at this moment in his heart he felt endless resentment towards the eight-character eyebrow, and he completely forgot the friendship with the eight-character eyebrow in the past.

After all, if the eight-character eyebrow hadn't talked about these sensitive topics in the inn, he would still be drinking a small wine and savoring the plot of Kyushu in the "Secrets of Jianghu".

Ying Wuqiu saw the appearance of the other two who were greedy for life and afraid of death, and felt even more disdainful in his heart. He raised his foot and kicked the two of them to the ground, and then stepped on the shoulders of the eight-character eyebrows and said:

"I brought you here to question the crime, not just to explain to the factory owner what happened in the Tongfu Inn today, but because you talked about government affairs in public, and you said whether you should die or not. !"

Ying Wuqiu said while pulling out the Xiuchun knife worn on his waist!

What he said was like a death sentence for the three of them.

Because this sentence can't be answered at all, if they answer that they deserve to die, then Ying Wuqiu will cut them off, if they say that they don't deserve to die, it is to refute Ying Wuqiu's face, and they still have to be stabbed.

There is no more dilemma than this!
"I'm asking you something, answer me!"

Ying Wuqiu exerted strength under his feet, and directly stepped on the character eyebrows hard to the ground.

"Damn it, damn it, the people should die, please forgive me!"

The eight-character eyebrows can't think of any other words to respond at the moment, and there is no time to worry about the fickleness of the pockmarked face and the beard. His brain has become a mess at this moment, so he can only recognize Ying Wu first. Ask for what is said, and then do your best to humble yourself and beg for forgiveness.

"Okay, since you said you should be damned, why are you talking about making excuses, then go to hell!"

Ying Wuqiu's eyes widened, and the Xiuchun knife in his hand was about to chop down on the head of the character eyebrow.

Although Ying Wuqiu is not a good person, he is not a murderous maniac who takes pleasure in killing people. He did this just to calm down Cao Zhengchun's anger.

Li Qiye was far away in the sky, but these three unlucky ghosts were right in front of him. As a punching bag, they were undoubtedly a good choice.

Ying Wuqiu grew up from a grassroots person to this point, so he is naturally familiar with spying on his boss's mind.

"Enough is enough, nothing should be asked for."

Cao Zhengchun finally spoke.

He brushed off the shards of the teacup on his sleeve, and finally returned to his usual tone.

Hearing Cao Zhengchun's order, Ying Wuqiu slowly took the Xiuchun knife back from the back of the eight-character eyebrow's neck, and put it back into the scabbard.

Feeling that the coolness on the back of the neck subsided, in an instant, the body of the eight-character eyebrow went limp, and she became incontinent immediately, and the feces and urine flowed all over the crotch!

The foul smell instantly filled the entire room.

Cao Zhengchun covered his mouth and nose in disgust, waved his hands, frowned and said:

"Get him out, get him out, it's disgusting!"

Ying Wuqiu looked at the eight-character eyebrow with disgust in his eyes. He resisted the tumbling gastric juice, raised his hand, grabbed the eight-character eyebrow by the collar, and threw it out of the door!

Then he raised his foot again, and kicked the other two out one by one.

"Get out, take this bedbug and get out of the East Factory. If you dare to slow down by an inch, your heads will fall to the ground!"

Hearing Wuqiu's words, the pockmarked face and bearded beard were immediately pardoned, and it was too late for Xie En to walk out of the East Factory with raised eyebrows, not daring to neglect even a second!