Da Bong fights more people

Xu Ningyan, him, what grade is he now?

An absurd thought flashed through everyone's minds, and they immediately held it down tightly to prevent it from popping up, because it was too crazy, absurd, and subversive of common sense.

Zhu Chengzhu's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and his whole body, like a tree branch swaying in the wind, kept trembling.

His god-like father, his all-reliance, his fourth-rank martial arts father, was slapped to death by this man.

It was no harder than shooting ants to death.

Huge fear exploded in Zhu Chengzhu's heart, he suddenly shivered, and a cloudy and smelly liquid flowed down from his crotch.

"Back back, I won't kill you. Otherwise, Zhu Yang will be your fate."

Xu Qi'an looked at Zhao Jinluo.

Zhao Jinluo suppressed his fear, folded his fists and bowed, and left quickly.

Xu Qi'an turned to look at Song Tingfeng, pointing at Zhu Chengzhu: "I'll leave him to you."

After finishing speaking, he strolled forward and walked towards Haoqi Building.

All eyes followed him, wanting to follow, but lacked the courage, until Xu Qi'an's back disappeared, everyone turned their heads to look at Song Tingfeng.

Song Tingfeng walked up to Zhu Chengzhu and spread his legs apart: "If you want to survive, go through here."

"I drill, I drill"

Zhu Chengzhu knelt down in panic, begging for mercy while crawling, and slipped under Song Tingfeng's crotch.

Zhu Guangxiao at the side suddenly drew his knife and chopped it down fiercely, with a head rolling off.

Zhu Chengzhu's face was terrified, tears were shining in the corners of his eyes, his lips moved, and finally fell into eternal silence.

"Hahahahaha!"

Song Tingfeng covered his face, crying and laughing like a madman.

He spit out the depression in his chest.

At this time, someone pointed to the height of Haoqi Tower and exclaimed: "Xu Ningyan wants to kill Yuan Xiong!"

All of a sudden, everyone looked over and saw Xu Qi'an grabbed Yuan Xiong's collar and pushed half of his body out of the observation tower on the seventh floor.

"Yuan Xiong, oh no, Duke Yuan!"

Xu Qi'an looked at Yuan Xiong, whose face was pale and constantly struggling, with a smile.

"I heard that Duke Yuan has worked hard to list the top ten crimes of Duke Wei, and putting the corrupt elements who beat up the yamen into prison, and clearing up the atmosphere of beating people, played a vital role in exposing Duke Wei as a criminal who committed crimes against the country. "

Yuan Xiong saw the serious killing intent in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Qi'an, I am the official of the imperial court, a third-rank official, you, you can't kill me."

Seeing that Xu Qi'an's gaze was still cold, he judged the situation, quickly changed his attitude, and begged:

"Your Majesty forced me to do it. I have no choice. As a courtier, how can I refuse? I really have no choice. This is not out of my original intention. Forgive me, Xu Qi'an, forgive me, okay?"

The sky was dark, it was the darkest moment before dawn, Yuan Xiong was cold all over his body and his heart was cold as the cold wind blew.

"You leave Beijing immediately, my officer, this officer will delay the time for you. If you are late, those bastards below will report you. Once the city gate is closed, you will not be able to get out."

He didn't want to give up the chance to survive, he just wanted to bow his knees and escape the catastrophe first, and then inform His Majesty later to kill this beast.

"It's Duke Wei's business to forgive you. My task is to send you to see him."

Xu Qi'an let go of her hand.

Yuan Xiong fell on his back, and fell down from the seventh floor. There was a "bang", he was on his back, his eyes bulged, and he was staring at the sky.

Died on the spot.

In the distance, Da Geng was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"Xu Ningyan, he, he wants to rebel."

A third-rank official, he can kill as soon as he says, this is a real big shot, and he is one of the lords.

"It's been a long time since I can't understand them, good job killing them." Someone lowered his voice and vented in a low voice.

after a short silence

"Good kill."

"The watchman is Duke Wei's watchman. What is he, Yuan Xiong?"

"The Zhu family's father and son betrayed the yamen, and they were dismissed a long time ago. Bah, good job."

The depression that started yesterday has now been vented.

Xu Ningyan is still the same Xu Ningyan, lawless, and when he comes back, all resentment and unwillingness will disappear.

Xu Qi'an returned to the tea room, the furnishings here are the same as before, but there will no longer be someone in green clothes sitting at the table, waiting for him with gentle eyes.

Turning over the teacup, the water in the teapot was still hot, presumably Yuan Xiong ordered someone to boil it when he got up in the morning.

Xu Qi'an dumped the teapot, poured two cups of water, took a sip, shook his head and said, "Drinking tea is boring, I want to drink today, Duke Wei, what do you think?"

The opposite side was empty, the tea room was quiet, and no one answered.

He took out the fragments of the book from the ground, poured out an altar of fine wine that he had prepared a long time ago, opened the mud seal, and raised the altar to drink freely.

The first sip of the heroic dry cloud, the second sip is slow to drink, and sips are taken in small sips, and most of it is quickly drunk.

While drinking, Xu Qi'an reminisced about the past.

He gradually became a little bit drunk and his eyes were hazy. He was drunk but not very drunk, and his life was at its peak.

In a daze, Xu Qi'an seemed to see a gray-haired Tsing Yi sitting opposite him, his eyes contained the vicissitudes accumulated over the years, looking at him gently.

"Wei Gong, I will sing a song for you."

You've always wanted to hear it, and I'll sing it to you now.

He carried the wine jar and walked slowly to the observation deck. At this time, the morning wind was stern and rushed towards him. He recalled the past and sang:

"I stand in the strong wind, I wish I could, blow away my heartache"

He pointed like a sword, and looked at the capital with disdain, his voice suddenly raised:

"Looking at the sky and the clouds moving in all directions, with the sword in hand, ask the world who is the hero"