Time is slow

   Chapter 642 Kill

   Seeing that the man was hanging on the wall and motionless, Chenguang rushed up with a fire stick and hit the back of his head for a while.

When the pain came, the masked man groaned, and before he lost consciousness, he scolded the mother in his heart: "Where's the **** who doesn't know the rules? You shouldn't beat people's buttocks in this situation. ?

  The masked man fell from the top of the wall, rolled over on the ground and remained motionless, Chen Guang beckoned to his companion who was hiding in the dark.

   Another personal guard came over, glanced coldly at the masked man on the ground, and said in a low voice, "This kid has been wandering around here for several days, and I don't know what the **** is going on."

   "Let's see who he is first." Chenguang pulled the black scarf off the masked man's face and let out a light hum.

   "What, do you know?" Another guard squatted down, looked at the unconscious masked man, and frowned, "You don't look good."

Chenguang pouted: "No, I remember it clearly because he was ugly, this person is from Xijiang, the first warrior next to King Gong of Xijiang, he actually asked our general for a test at the banquet a few days ago, and let our general directly thrown out."

   "People from Xijiang." Another guard scrutinized it carefully, "Tsk tsk, it's not as tall as our general's legs, yet you dare to provoke our general?"

   "It's exaggerated, no matter what, it's taller than our general's legs."

   "Then what should I do with this person?" Another guard asked Chenguang, "If someone you don't know just digs a hole and buries it, it will be complicated if it involves other countries."

"What's so complicated?" Chenguang stretched out his hand and pulled up the man's hooded black scarf, and said with a smile, "Well, I don't know you anymore. Take it over there and beat it up and throw it on the street, pay attention, before dawn. This person can go back when he wakes up."

   The two dragged the masked man into the corner like a dog to death, and threw them onto the street with a fistful of fists.

   "Mummy, I don't believe he dares to come in the future!" Chenguang spat and patted another guard on the shoulder, "Let's go."

   At the same time, a nimble figure quietly left Xingzi Hutong and went straight to Jiangfu.

   "Sir, you asked your subordinates to stare at the Loei Mansion. The person who has been on the ground for a few days has finally moved today."

  The light in the study is not very bright, Jiang Yuanchao put down the scroll and rubbed his eyes lightly, looking at Jiang He who was talking back and forth: "This time, you were not found?"

  Jiang He immediately straightened his chest: "Don't worry, my lord, this time my subordinates are very careful and make sure no one finds out."

   "Well, let's get down to business. What did that person do?"

   "That person climbed over the wall of the Loei Mansion!"

  Jiang Yuanchao heard murderous intent in his eyes, and his tone turned cold: "Oh, and then what? No action from the champions?"

   "Yes, that man Chenguang, who was the driver for Miss Li, knocked the man unconscious with a fire stick." Having said this, Jiang He was excited, "Sir, guess who that man is?"

  Jiang Yuanchao gave him a light look: "Let me guess again, and I'll knock you out."

  Jiang He shrank his head and said with a bitter face, "That man is the number one warrior next to King Gong Gong of Xijiang."

  How come you can't stand jokes anymore? Are you going to give him such an optimistic and cheerful subordinate a way out?

   Hearing Jiang He's words, Jiang Yuanchao narrowed his eyes: "How did you deal with it in the end?"

   "They beat the man up and threw it into the street."

  Jiang Yuanchao stood up directly: "Take me to see."

   Soon after, the two appeared on the street.

  Jiang He pointed to the shadow curled up on the ground, and said in a low voice, "Look, sir, it's right there."

  Jiang Yuan strode over, looked down at the man lying on the ground for a moment, crouched down and pulled down his hooded black scarf.

   Seeing that person's face, Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.

   There is no doubt that he is indeed Xijiang.

Jiang He squatted beside him and touched his chin: "Don't say it, they are still very measured. Although this person was beaten badly, he didn't hurt the vital point. Even if he didn't get beaten later, he would find out when it was dawn. It should be time to wake up."

   As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a flash of cold light, followed by a splash of blood.

   "Big, sir?" Jiang He opened his mouth in surprise.

  Jiang Yuanchao took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood from the dagger, then stood up: "Let's go."

  Jiang He stood up and glanced at the man on the ground.

  The man was lying on the ground curled up, with a look of pain on his face, his throat was deeply slit and bleeding out, and soon a piece of blood flowed from his body.

   "Be careful not to get blood on your feet." Jiang Yuanchao's cold reminder came.

   Jiang He hurriedly took a step back.

   "Still leaving?" Jiang Yuanchao glanced at him lightly, raised his feet and walked forward.

  Jiang He followed and asked, "Sir, why did you... kill him?"

"Chatty!"

  Jiang He shrank his head, afraid to ask.

  The streets were empty in the middle of the night, and only the sound of chirping from a distance echoed in the empty streets: "The weather is dry, be careful of candles—"

  The watchman walked in gradually, saw a dark shadow on the bluestone street, rubbed his eyes, and whispered, "Whose family is this drunk and sleeping here?"

   Drunkards like this have met several times, and once or twice are people they know.

   He didn't find it strange, he walked over with the gong, smelled the smell in the air and gradually felt that something was wrong.

  The watchman is getting old. Although he sensed something was wrong, his mind didn't respond for a while, so he bent down and patted the person on the ground: "Get up, go home and sleep, if you go back to sleep, you will get cold."

   The people on the ground were motionless.

   The man who beat the watch brought up the mad lantern and shone on the man's face. After being stunned for the first time, he suddenly threw the lantern out, and ran out and shouted: "Murder, kill—"

   In panic and fear, the beater struck the gong to the sky.

  The houses on both sides of the street were quickly lit up one after another, and many people put on clothes and carried lanterns out to watch the movement.

   "What's the matter, Old Li Tou?" Someone asked Dagengren, who were familiar with the neighbors.

  Da Gengren grabbed the man's hand tightly, out of breath: "Dead, dead man, there are dead people over there!"

  How daring people are, when they heard the dead people swarmed over and surrounded the body of the Xijiang warrior.

  Under the lights, the horrific death of the deceased made many people cry out in surprise.

   "Mom, my neck is about to be cut off, it's scary!"

   "Go back, go back, the ground is full of blood!"

   Surprise, fear, excitement, all kinds of emotional impact, the people present did not leave, all stood on the side to watch the excitement.

   The officer who got the news quickly came over.

   "Get out of the way, get out of the way."

   Officers chased people with sticks.

The    onlookers stood farther away, still craned their necks to watch the excitement.

   The officials had no choice but to let them watch and start examining the situation of the deceased.

   "Hey, this person looks familiar to me."

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