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Chapter 237 Who is more ruthless

Chapter 237 Who is more ruthless

Lao Wei and the others felt their hearts almost roll out of their throats.

As for the four imperial guards, Yin Xiao stopped them with just one shot, and they were in a stalemate less than ten steps away from the corner gate.

The dead man hiding in the dark to protect Zhang Xuzhang came out with a knife, but it fell into Yin Xiao and You Song's hands as soon as he struck, blood spattered three feet.

Today, Zhang Xutang had the imperial army to help him, and he knew exactly what he was planning to do. He wanted to catch Song Huiyue and his party in a urn, but he didn't know that Yin Xiao was killed halfway, which changed his plan, and what he didn't expect was Song Huiyue.

The person who should have run for his life in a panic, had the quick wit to hold him hostage neatly.

Hateful, why are there fools around him!
An invisible fire rushed directly over Zhang Xutang's head. If the fire was tangible, he and Song Huiyue would be cremated on the spot.

But the matter is not over yet, Song Huiyue has quick wits, and so does he.

He gritted his teeth and leaned back, wanting to stay away from the knife in Song Huiyue's hand, but when he moved, the knife moved accordingly, and Zhang Xutang, who was skinny and tender, immediately saw blood.

"Don't move in the yamen," Song Huiyue said in a deep voice, "I have fists and legs. If you move around, my hands may be out of my control and hurt you."

Zhang Xutang didn't dare to lower his head, he just glanced down vigorously with his eyes, and found that Song Huiyue's hands were really shaking slightly.

Song Huiyue was shorter than him, and if he wanted to hold him hostage, he had to lift his hands up with great effort, which inevitably shook after a long time.

He raised his eyes again and looked around. Under the hazy outline, he saw a group of different bandits.

It was as if Song Huiyue was a master who killed people like hemp, responding to every call, while her subordinates both cherished their lives and were able to work hard, all with a quack air.

Song Huiyue said calmly: "Zhang Yanei, borrow your family's carriage, and please let the Zhang family's running dog out of the way."

The four imperial guards who stayed here were displeased when they heard the word "passing the dog".

They are only ordered today, today is Tianning Festival, the Zhang family has a change, they will come here to prevent the enemy from causing chaos, but looking at the situation now, they seem to be used by the Zhang family.

Zhang Xuzhang sneered, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from the belt around his waist, and hugged Song Huiyue's waist with his backhand, making Song Huiyue's abdomen close to his back, and the tip of the knife pressed against her back .

The dagger is gorgeous, the hilt is rhinoceros horn, and the scabbard left on the girdle around the waist is covered with fingernail-sized red and green gemstones, which complement the gold and jade on the girdle, making people forget that it is a dagger.

When Zhang Xutang made such a move, Song Huiyue's knife went down his throat again, and blood dripped down, dripping on Zhang Xutang's feet.

And Zhang Xutang also responded with an eye, thrusting the point of the knife into Song Huiyue's back, and said with a smirk, "I'm dead, and you won't live either."

You Song held Yin Xiao tightly, and stopped him in a low voice: "Don't mess with the big lady."

Song Huiyue didn't make a sound, she gritted her teeth and endured it, and when the pain subsided, she smiled and said, "It's worth my life for yours."

The wind blew past the two of them, congested in the narrow corner door of the Zhang family, whimpering.

Tonight, swords were on the verge of breaking out, swords and swords were constantly clashing, but in the end, it was Zhang Xuzhang and Song Huiyue, two people who couldn't use a single move.

Yin Xiao stared closely at the two men who were confronting each other with knives, ready to strike at any time, looking at the blood dripping from Song Huiyue's back on the ground, wishing to swallow Zhang Xuzhang alive.

You Song saw that his palms and back were sweaty, his mouth was dry from nervousness, and he thought that the eldest lady would see the opportunity quickly, if they didn't hold Zhang Xutang hostage, even if they fought out from here, they would still face interrogation by the forbidden army.

The dead men of the Zhang family have no thoughts. They listened to Zhang Xutang, and after Zhang Xutang was kidnapped, they naturally stopped moving. But if Zhang Xutang insisted on letting them rush over and continue to fight, they would not hesitate hesitate.

Zhang Lin and others didn't want to be buried with Zhang Xutang, and they all sweated for Zhang Xutang.

The four imperial guards looked at the situation with cold faces. They were not running dogs of the Zhang family, nor were they courtiers who flocked to the Zhang family. They were ordered to catch the thieves who trespassed in the Zhang family, and they would carry out this order to the end.

As for Zhang Xutang, it is better not to die, but death is helpless.

But right now, Yin Xiao stopped them with a spear, making them unable to move at all. They could neither arrest people nor report back. They could only stay in place like everyone else.

What was even more irritating was that the sky was getting darker and darker, and Song Huiyue knocked out the lights of Zhang's house, and they couldn't see the appearance of these thieves clearly.

It would take a lot of effort to arrest these people based on their physical appearance and the excitement of the Tianning Festival.

From this point of view, the only one who really cares about Zhang Xutang's life and death is the old Wei who looks like a stone man.

Lao Wei was anxious and angry, and hated and hated Song Huiyue even more.

Since Zhang Xutang met Song Huiyue from Tanzhou, his old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added, all thanks to this little lady. This little lady came to the Zhang family repeatedly to provoke him. Infuriating.

He only hated that Song Huiyue always took the nurse with him, and couldn't find a chance to kill her.

Zhang Xutang and Song Huiyue wished they could devour each other alive.

Both of them endured the pain of flesh and blood, but their faces were expressionless, their eyes were dark, and they didn't say a word, neither of them would give in.

Zhang Xutang's posture was twisted, but his hands were more stable than Song Huiyue's.

Song Huiyue said to Zhang Xutang: "Does Zhang Yanei think that I dare not die with you?"

Zhang Xutang also sneered and didn't give in - it was just a trick of bluffing.

He could faintly hear the music in his ears, not only from the state bridge, but also from Da Nei.

There are nine rounds of wine in the Tianning Festival banquet, and the gala music he hears now is the Zhezhi Dance after the seventh round of toasting. Soon, the banquet will end, and all the officials who enter the palace will leave the palace with hairpin flowers. King Jin is no exception.

Even if he is held hostage, he will delay the time and bring King Jin into it.

Although his expression was determined, he didn't know that his cheeks had been bitten stiff, and his face was distorted in pain.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Song Huiyue knew that the stalemate could not go on, and immediately raised the knife across Zhang Xutang's neck.

The blade left Zhang Xutang's neck and held it up high in front of his eyes. The blade was dripping with blood, all of his blood.

Before Zhang Xutang could see the specific shape of the blade, the knife fell down again suddenly. This time, it was not a test or a threat, but it was to kill Zhang Xutang.

The crowd who had been watching with bated breath, was startled by the sudden change, and suddenly let out a scream. Lao Wei rushed forward, but was stopped by You Song. In the meantime, cut off Zhang Xutang's hand holding the knife.

All the changes happened in an instant, but Song Huiyue's face remained unchanged, as if she really wanted to die with Zhang Xutang.

"stop!"

Zhang Xutang tremblingly raised his hands up, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle, and within a short breath, he was sweating profusely, his clothes were tightly attached to his body, and his legs were weak , could barely stand, and his already pale face became even paler.

He didn't expect that Song Huiyue would rather die with him than let him go.

(End of this chapter)

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