Chief don't slap in the face

"You look good!"

Xia Ye gave Wei Ziluo a hug.

"It's all thanks to you!"

Wei Ziluo is talking nonsense, anyone who makes a lot of money will be happy: "I came here to pick you up to stay in Wei's other courtyard for a few days, don't hold it against you!"

"what?"

Hearing this, the owner's face suddenly changed, and the steward's face was already ashen.

"I'm fairly familiar with Handan, let me be your guide these few days!"

Wei Ziluo introduced himself: "By the way, all the expenses are covered by me. I have been depressed for a long time because I didn't invite this guest!"

"Hehe, Patriarch Wei Shao, I have already arranged a luxury suite for Chief Xia!"

The owner couldn't listen anymore, so he hurried out and interrupted Wei Zi, if he really let him take him away, he would be finished.

"What's the origin of this kid?"

The steward was shocked, the Wei family is a large tribe with a population of hundreds of thousands, and its power ranks among Zhao's vassal tribes, and their heirs treat Xia Ye with such courtesy...

"Hehe, you're doomed this time!"

The deputy steward finally felt at ease.

After the owner finished speaking, without waiting for Xia Ye to answer, he rushed to the steward in a few strides, pulled out the saber guarding the hall beside him, and chopped it on the steward's shoulder.

Swish!

Blood arrows spray.

Ah!

The steward screamed, but it wasn't over yet, the owner swiped three more knives, not only cutting off the steward's last arm, but also chopped off his two legs.

"Give me my life, I was wrong!"

The steward wailed.

"My ancestors, you are so ruthless!"

Song Guo was startled, this is a cutting stick, the punishment is heavier than direct killing.

"Drag him down and hang him in the backyard!"

After the owner gave the order, he turned his head and looked at Xia Ye again. This time, his back was bent, and his expression was more respectful: "What do you think the chief will do with this?"

The host has to take care of friendship now and then, and if he doesn't do something dead, his position may not be stable.

"..."

Xia Ye was speechless, his original intention was to beat up the steward, but the owner of the hall was more ruthless than him.

"You cut people so fast, you don't look like an old man at all!"

Friday jokes.

The owner squeezed out an awkward smile. Normally, if a savage dared to talk to him like this, he would blow his brains out, but now, he glanced at Xia Ye and could only bear it.

"what happened?"

Wei Ziluo asked.

Song Guo explained.

"What's the use of keeping such a dishonest, low-minded guy? Drag it down and feed it to the dogs!"

Wei Ziluo waved his hand impatiently.

"Let him fend for himself!"

Xia Ye still can't be so ruthless as Wei Ziluo.

"Thank you, Great Chief!"

"Thank you, Great Chief!"

Not only did the steward have no resentment, but he kowtowed non-stop. It was a blessing to be able to save his life.

"I'm not talking about you, you're still too soft-hearted!"

Wei Ziluo persuaded him.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ye laughed dryly. To be honest, he was still not used to this era of the weak and the strong.

"Humph!"

On Friday, he felt that the steward had gotten lucky.

Xia Wa watched all this silently, full of emotions, this is power, this is the value, Xia Ye didn't say a word, someone dealt with the guy who offended him for him.

"Come on!"

The steward of the Gongshu Club bowed his back and ran away.

The servant was finally smart this time. The steward just made sarcastic remarks. If someone finds fault, he will die or die.

The public loser would never have an affair with a young man who was on good terms with both Wei Ziluo and Mo Wuheng for the sake of a steward. Maybe after knowing about it, he would take the initiative to raise the steward's head and talk to him.

This is not to say that public losers have no status and can't provoke others, but that some small people can be sacrificed at will for the sake of profit.

Chapter 352 I Want It All!

"Did someone do it just now?"

The curator stared at the curator and asked a question.

"No no!"

The curator quickly denied it, the look in the eyes of the curator is too scary, if this is killing people to please that Xia Ye.

"Very well, let's go down, everyone goes to the execution room to face a hundred army sticks!"

Hall owner punishment.