[Black Flower] Compensation

Under the night, the brightly lit Xie's house exuded a discordant atmosphere mixed with dullness and excitement.There are people everywhere in the yard, corridors, and as far as the eye can see.

Tsk, that's amazing.Heixiazi secretly thought: This place is usually very deserted, and today's scene may not be seen during the holidays.

After observing for a few moments, he found the core of the crowd, hung upside down on the backlit side of the eaves and slowly approached a suitable position, turned over on his back, and lifted the tiles of the roof without any psychological burden.

The Xie family is a well-known family, so of course it is impossible to lay only one layer of tiles on the roof - prying off the tiles, the muddy back underneath was exposed as expected, he pulled out the dagger attached to his back with his backhand, and started fight.

The function of the mud back is waterproof adhesion, and the thickness is considerable. Besides, there is a watchboard barrier underneath. The total amount of work added together is staggering.

While working on it, he sighed with emotion: This matter is done, it is not good to be tired!Later, when the kid heard that he had torn down the roof of their house, he might be in a hurry with him.

The reason is that, but the movements under his hands didn't even stop.

The material of the dagger is very special. Hei Xiazi's wrist is strong and steady, and the cutting line is straight and deep, without any unnecessary movement.

As soon as the opening was opened, he adjusted his movements slightly so that his figure could be covered by the roof as fully as possible, and then he leaned in to have a look:

Yo, it's lively enough!It's a coincidence today, caught up with the onlookers to explain the secrets of the family?Looking at the posture, it looks like a trial in three courts, which is exciting.

He naturally aimed at the main seat:? ? ?Fuck this old man hasn't been out of the nest for a few years... Where's Mr. Xie?

The old man held Xie Yuchen's cell phone and looked at it for a while, shook his head, passed the cell phone to a middle-aged man standing beside him, and asked in a muddy voice, "Who did you call?"

The four were silent.

The middle-aged man picked up the phone, turned around, and slammed it hard in front of the person standing in the middle. The screen shattered and splashed, which showed how powerful he was. He pointed at the person and shouted:

"Xie Yuchen, how long have you been in the fucking position? You're so frivolous that you've almost forgotten who you are, right? You've known for a long time that you're unreliable, and you didn't count on you. And fucking embarrassing yourself outside!"

As soon as the words fell, a younger person behind couldn't wait to pick up the conversation: "That's right, this is the old man's recognition of Zhenggen! It's not as good as those of our collaterals who know shame. I said, Brother Yuchen, you are still alive. What are you doing? It’s a joke? Big guy, listen to his joke, is it funny: Mr. Xie personally took people to suppress a small hall of rebellion—how small is it? It’s so small that our Mr. Xie didn’t I took it seriously and went to do it while chatting on the phone. Hey, what happened? It was still hurt! Don’t you feel ashamed to spread the word? It should be! If you don't have to be so shameless here, you can't hold your head up if you drag the Xie family up and down!"

There was still a smile on the corners of Heixiazi's lips, but only a slight change in the arc revealed a chill:

It's nothing interesting, it's nothing more than the dirty things of the big families who make use of the issue and fight for power and profit.I saw these scenes a lot earlier, it was really boring, and I avoided them for many years, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by him today.

If it were someone else, the black blind man would definitely turn around and leave, but Xie Yuchen's case is his responsibility, and if he just throws his hands away, he might not be able to sleep even if he goes back to the shop.

The black blind man looked at Xie Yuchen from another angle: the child has a thin face and a strong temper, and he is so stupid that he won't give in. He is really worried that he won't be able to bear it for a while, so he wiped his neck or something and fulfilled his wish for that pile of dirty things.

It's a pity that the scope is limited, it's top-of-the-line, but I glanced at my back:

Slender and straight, still straight, in a room full of Xiejia, no one can compare with him in imposing manner—anyone with discerning eyes who wants to choose a master from them should be him.

The only bad thing was that the child didn't know where he was injured, the two hands hanging by his side were dripping blood, and a large pool of red had already accumulated on the ground in front of him.

The blind man touched his sunglasses.

So, being blind is more terrifying, isn’t it?Blindness is worse than blindness.

There were at least 20 people in it, as if they couldn't see him, and there was no one who wanted to bandage him. They all screamed in their hearts and clapped their hands and danced. Gritting his teeth, looking forward to urging him to die.