I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

"Have you ever seen a 15-year-old boy who is so tall and has a handsome face?"

Still the superior, with such cold words.

Hou Cheng stared at the young man in front of him who was eating by himself.

"I'm asking you something, have you seen it?"

"Ah... a 15-year-old boy? No!"

Zeyu pretended to be puzzled.

Hou Cheng narrowed his eyes and scanned the room.

Slowly asked again: "Really?"

Zeyu shook his head.

"Never seen it?"

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, Hou Cheng laughed out loud.

With a sound of "swish", he suddenly pulled out the big knife!

"Search for me!"

A group of shirtless bandits broke in quickly and began to search Zeyu's house.

Zeyu looked very frightened, kneeling and supporting Cao Xiong's right leg.

"Grand... Grandpa... I really haven't seen it before!"

"Boom" sound.

Hou Cheng kicked Zeyu onto the bed.

"Three sets of bowls and chopsticks? Eating alone... Do you want to hide it from me?"

Hou Cheng blurted out this sentence.

Cao Xiong gasped, it turned out that this was what Zeyu was worried about before.

Time is running out, there is no time to clean up the dishes!

Cao Xiong secretly said. "Oops!"

But Hou Cheng put the big knife on Zeyu's neck.

The big knife was clinging to the dark cabinet behind the bed, and even the tip of the knife had penetrated into the dark cabinet!

Wan'er almost screamed out.

Cao Xiong covered her mouth!

If he yelled out his voice, all that brother Zeyu had done would be in vain.

"Lao Tzu, I'll give you one last chance, will you say it?"

Hou Cheng put his cheek almost on Zeyu's face.

The entire face was distorted, making it look even more ferocious and terrifying!

Zeyu shook his head: "I...I don't know! I don't know!"

"Crack!"

Zeyu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Hou Cheng's broadsword had already pierced his shoulder.

Blood DC!

From the dark pavilion, one could see drops of blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

It even dyed Cao Xiong's clothes red!

Looking at Wan'er again, she kept shaking her head, with tears, or blood in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, the elder brother who loves her the most and loves her the most has blood running down his body!

Zeyu swallowed forcefully and smeared it!

Saliva stained with blood, with a touch of scarlet!

"I...I...don't know!"

Hou Cheng let out a "hum", and exerted a little more force on the hand holding the big knife.

You can even hear the sound of Zeyu's bones colliding with the sword.

"Ah...ah..."

After all, it was Zeyu who tried his best not to cry out in order not to worry his younger sister, but how could he bear the piercing pain.

"What the hell! Tell me, where is the young master?"

Hou Cheng was furious.

The soil in the quilt on the bed, and the two extra bowls and chopsticks.

As a shrewd man, based on these two points, he naturally knows that the Fifth Young Master Cao Xiong probably stayed here.

But the villager in front of him is still very stubborn!

In this way, they are still not recruited!

"Why don't you say it? I see how hard your bones are!"

Hou Chengyi changed his humble and gentle appearance in the past, and now he showed his fiercest fangs!

"Say it or not... say it or not!"

"No... I don't know..."

Zeyu's performance was beyond Hou Cheng's expectation.

His strength increased.

The bones of Dadao and Zeyu made a "click" sound.

This is a piercing pain, a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow!

This is also the cruelest punishment that Hou Cheng has studied in the army for so many years!

Wan'er's eyes widened, how could she believe that this bloody scene was happening to her own brother.

Even, for a moment, Wan'er hoped that she was the one who was slashed by the knife!

The tears seemed to be almost dry.

However, she didn't struggle and tried not to say a word.

The elder brother did this to keep his younger sister, the young master who had never lived.

Chapter 239 Brother Zeyu

Cao Xiong's heart was also surging!

Like a stormy sea, he tried his best to calm himself down.

Even he didn't think of it.

This is a villager who met for the first time.

This one was a little cautious, thinking about the man he paid for the medicine.

For myself, I can bear it to this extent.

Not just him!

Zeyu didn't even think of it!

He will do this for Cao Xiong, perhaps, it's not just because of Cao Xiong!

More than ten years ago, the same tragedy happened to him and his young sister.

Parents, this is how they were hacked to death by bandits in order to protect their two children!

This scene happened again.

Zeyu's choice is the same as that of his parents!

To protect my sister!

In order to protect strangers who have never met!

He is willing to sacrifice himself.

The pain was excruciating.

"Hahahahaha...ahah...hahaha"

Zeyu laughed out loud.

Hou Cheng stopped his strength in his hands.

"Got it figured out? Where is the young master?"

Zeyu's voice was as thin as a gossamer.

"At...at...at..."

"where?"

Hearing that Zeyu was shaken, Hou Cheng suddenly mentioned him. "Quote motherfucker said... where?"

"Hahaha!

On...on...the way to Peking...! "

Hou Cheng was shocked!

"Made! It turned out to be Peiping!"

Hou Cheng gasped, the fifth son, Cao Xiong, gave up going to Nanpi, and went north to Beiping instead. Although the distance was quite far, it was an excellent choice.

Beiping now has general Zhang Liao, relying on Zhang Liao's loyalty to Cao Cao.

Once he found out, the fifth son was hunted down by himself to this point!

Then it's all over for me!

Although Hou Cheng and Zhang Liao both served under Lu Bu's command, they are both martial arts and command troops!

But it's a big difference!

"Don't let him go to Peiping! Chase..."

Hou Cheng made a gesture to turn around and leave.

Suddenly thought of something, with a cold "hum", raised his arms, and pulled out the long knife from Zeyu's left shoulder.

Zeyu couldn't bear the impact, and pulled out a mouthful of blood, leaving only half his life.

Hou Cheng didn't intend to let him go.

A knife fell, and Zhong Zeyu's right shoulder!

It is still deep into the bone marrow!

"Ah ah ah..."

The pain from the left and right shoulders at the same time made Zeyu want to die.

Blood spurted out.

"Little bastard, you have delayed me for so long, damn it..."

As he spoke, Hou Cheng drew out his long knife again.

Zeyu spat out another mouthful of blood.