Factory owner is king

Chapter 42
In the night, the killing is still spreading, and the shouts of killing are still loud

How many people came to Fengyun Manor tonight?From the beginning, there were only one or two hundred people, but when the battle started, there seemed to be a lot of people who took advantage of the fire and looted.As the saying goes, when the wall falls and everyone pushes it down, after this night, Fengyunzhuang is destined to become history.

"Oh!"

In the chaos outside the villa gate, the old monster Snakeheart came out of the hole with a trick of the spirit snake, and beat a bloodstained swordsman to the ground.Then look up.

Fang Tianyou had disappeared.

"?!" The snake-hearted old monster was startled, and then he shouted, "Stop it all!"

The internal energy surged, and the voice resounded through the sky.

Of course, the battle will not stop abruptly, and the red-eyed crowd will never stop because of a word.

"Huh..." The snake-hearted old monster opened his eyes wide, snorted coldly, and jumped out of the ring.

"A bunch of fucking idiots." The snake-hearted old monster looked around for a moment before heading towards Fengyun Manor.Since the person is no longer here, or has run away, or has gone to the inner house to save his wife and children, he can only take a gamble.

The sky was still drizzling, but at some point in Fengyun Manor, a fire gradually ignited.Human nature has completely disappeared at this moment, and everyone seems to have turned into robbers, heading towards Fengyun Manor.

back yard

"Haha, I didn't expect there was a little lady hiding here." A lewd laugh signaled the arrival of the first intruder.

"Ah!!!! Help!!!" There's no point in hiding, and it's useless to run away. How can a little maid, holding a child in her arms, escape?Chuntao only hoped that her cries for help would attract the savior who might not exist at all.

After all, it was just a back garden of Zhuangzi, not as large and complex as the royal garden of the imperial palace.

The martial artist's eyesight is higher than that of ordinary people. At a glance, he saw a garden and was about to leave, but he saw the little maid Chuntao who was holding the young master under the rockery.

"Brothers, let's take a look together." Dao Li waved to his back.

After a few breaths,

"Hey, there's another one hidden here." A tall and thin man holding a spear came over.

"Hey, I have a glance." Another black man with a few calligraphy and paintings in his hands stood up.

The man holding the spear is named Wang Dalong, and the black man is named Yao Zhiping. The three are actually brothers of the opposite sex. They are known as the "Three Rats" by people in the world. They are good or low in Kung Fu. They bully the weak and fear the strong.Take advantage when you see it, and hide when you see danger.They didn't want to participate in the battle in Fengyun Village tonight. They also knew that they couldn't get the secret book. If they came, they didn't know whether they could survive.Unexpectedly, a fight broke out later with loud shouts of killing, so they started this moneyless business.

"Boss..." Wang Dalong took a closer look and said, "Look...just look...that maidservant...has a child in her arms."

"What's wrong with the child?" Yao Zhiping on the side gave Wang Dalong a weird look, "When will you be able to take this bite?"

"Oh..." Wang Dalong scratched his head, his mind is not bad, but his mouth is stupid, "This kid... who is it!"

"How do I know?" Yao Zhiping became even more confused.

"You mean..." Dao Li seemed to understand what his brother meant, "Maybe this is Fang Tianyou's son?"

"Yeah, yeah," Wang Dalong nodded repeatedly, speaking too hard.

Wang Dalong thought for a while, then smiled and said, "It depends on our luck as brothers, maybe... today... we can still have one...,, have one..."

He wanted to utter a sentence, but he didn't say "here" for a long time.

"Oh~" Yao Zhiping also came to his senses, "Are you going to take a drastic drudgery?"

It's not right to draw fire under the cauldron, but they all understand the meaning. They want to ask the young master where the secret book is, or ask if there is any secret room in the village.They also didn't think about it, if there was a secret room, how could the young master appear here.

Seeing the three robbers walking towards her, Chuntao could only shout helplessly, pray silently in her heart, and hug the young master in her hands tighter. This was all she could do. "Help...Help..."

No one has mentioned Fang Zhang's real name, but as Fang Tianyou's mother and the old lady of Fengyun Village, her status is naturally the highest in the village.

The chaos had been happening for quite a while. Fang Tianyou's wife had been killed in the lobby at the very beginning, but under the protection of five loyal guards, she took advantage of the chaos and came to a In a small courtyard.

A few family members who escaped by chance gathered around one after another.

Groans and shouts can be heard endlessly.

But at any rate, no strongman has come here for a while, so it is still safe here.

But so what?But sooner or later.

Fang Tianyou's father died young, and it was Fang Zhang who raised Fang Tianyou single-handedly, and later sent him to Huashan to study arts, where he remains today.

Mrs. Fang Zhang's eyes were deep, looking at the faint flames rising in the village.She is 62 years old this year, and many things are also bearish.She is not afraid of death, but she does not want to die now because she still wants to hear some news.

"Fang Nuyuan" said the old man

"Ma'am," a man with a long knife beside him responded.

"Did you see Jun'er?"

Jun'er was talking about her grandson, Fang Tianyou's son.

"No..." Fang Huyuan didn't want to lie to her.

"Can we look for it?" the old lady asked again.

"Back to the old lady" Fang Nuyuan hesitated for a moment, but shook his head "I can't find it"

After a pause, Fang Nuyuan explained, "Our Fengyun Manor is not too small, and the manor is in such a mess now. To be honest, my kung fu is nothing in the Jianghu. If I leave here, I will not even care about my own safety." There is no guarantee, and there is no way to find someone.”

In fact, Fang Nuyuan didn't say anything: Even if you stay here for a while, you will die, and staying here by yourself is just doing your duty.

"Alas" the old woman sighed and said nothing more.Although Fang Huyuan's words sounded like he was greedy for life and afraid of death, but if he could stay here and never leave, how could he be a person who was afraid of death.

"Let's all go," the old lady said, looking up at the moon in the sky that had been obscured by dark clouds.

"lady!"

"Old lady!"

"aunt!"

The surrounding nursing homes and relatives all looked at the old man.

"I said go! Go!" The old lady's deep and old voice revealed a majesty that could not be refused.

"Old lady," Fang Nuyuan said, "What should we do if we leave? Besides, where can we go?"

"There is a chance." The old lady's voice was a little tired. "Such chaos is a hardship, but it is also an opportunity. Don't run around."

Look around, "Find some places with a lot of corpses, smear some blood on your face and body, just put the corpses on the ground, there will always be some chances."

This is indeed a good idea. Those with red eyes don't have the time to hit them one by one.

"What about you?" Fang Huyuan asked again.

"Leave me alone." The old lady waved her hand, "I'm old, it doesn't matter if I die or not, I want to look around"

Looking out of the mansion, "I want to see how my son died, and look for my Jun'er by the way."

"lady..."

The people around looked at the old lady's old face and sobbed softly.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old lady, then scattered away.

"Why don't you leave?" The old lady looked at Fang Huyuan calmly.

"I'm not leaving." Fang Nuyuan shook his head, and tightened the long knife in his hand, "The villain has nothing to worry about, and I have received the great favor from the Zhuang Shang, so I will accompany the old lady for the last time."

The old lady smiled and walked towards the lobby without saying a word.That's where the killing started. If the son is still alive, he should go there. . . .

　Thank you Master Immortal Curse for your recommendation and Lord Blue-eyed Wolong's comment. I don't know if you have seen this, but I will add another chapter to show my heart.

　　


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