win the hairpin

Chapter 53 Song and Zhang Meeting
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When the remaining three heard the movement, they suddenly turned around and drew their swords to face each other, only to see a black shadow disappear at the vertical flower gate.

All three of them had a wish in their hearts.

There was a bloody battle outside just now, none of them were killed or injured, but they only came to open the door, and only three of them died.

If he was outside, this person would have been chopped into mud, but he just hid here and waited.

If they smashed the door and came in from the outside, without any precautions, this person would go straight to Zhang Xutang...

Thinking about it is a cold sweat.

One wanted to chase, but the other stopped him: "Open the door, let's get down to business."

There was a long, piercing sound, and the newly varnished door of the Song family opened from left to right to welcome the uninvited guests.

The guards surrounded Zhang Xutang and filed in, and took the corpse with him very considerately - it is always not beautiful to scare the neighbors.

But if the neighbors in the neighborhood are ignorant and insist on coming out to disrupt the situation, it will only make everyone in this Hengyu Street get along with the tomb.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Xutang strolled through the hanging flower gate, entered the courtyard, looked around, and couldn't help feeling: "The Song family is really small."

The east and west wing rooms are not big, and the vegetation in the main courtyard is withered, the scenery is not beautiful, and it is very windy and cold.

Even the lights were flickering, and it didn't look very bright.

There are so many hidden guards in such a small place, it can be seen that he was right in the investigation, Jin Wang took the Song family lady very seriously.

The members of the Song family got the news in advance, and they all hurriedly gathered in the main room.

Song Huiyue stood outside the main room, behind Song Huiyue was Yinxiao, behind Yinxiao was the door curtain, under the curtain there were many feet moving, trembling, very pitiful.

Zhang Xutang looked at Song Huiyue very seriously, as if she had already shared the same fate with the Zhang family.

As for Yin Xiao, the sharp knife he was carrying was dripping with blood, not far from Song Huiyue, and he had become a part of Song Huiyue.

He is her eyes, her hands, her knife, and the evil in her heart.

Amid the sweet smell of blood, Zhang Xutang laughed: "You are completely different from what I think."

Song Huiyue shuddered as if shivering from the cold, and asked him, "What do you think of me?"

Zhang Xutang tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's like Yue Huaiyu."

Thinking of Yue Huaiyu, he couldn't help but let out an ambiguous smile. In his eyes, Yue Huaiyu was not alone, but a woman of that type.

Smart, lofty, beautiful, good family background, educated, and restless in the room.

"Nice to meet you."

The huge danger he brought hangs over the Song family.

Huang Wenqiu caused a sensation in the whole city, but brought a farce, while Zhang Xutang quietly brought disaster.

Song Huiyue said: "I'm very unhappy."

At this time, even Song Qinghui, who was not very smart, couldn't be happy. Even the corpse's eyes widened, mouth opened, and let out an empty cry.

A corner of the curtain was raised quietly, and Aunt Lin glanced out of the gap, and then let out a terrified, low-pitched cry.

"Don't look." Mrs. Song's weak voice came out.

Her voice was very soft, but she immediately let go of the hand that raised the curtain, and the inside was silent again, not even moving her footsteps.

A moth flew by Song Huiyue's ear, followed this gap and rushed into the warm room, its wings were like blades, and it slashed across her face.

Her heart skipped a beat and raised her throat.

Zhang Xutang smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask Mrs. Song to help me with something, don't worry, I won't touch a single hair of you."

After that, he greeted Zhan Shizhao: "Old Zhan, count the number of people, don't scare people."

He had an amiable smile, and wished he could set up a table in person, and have a drink and talk with the Song family, big and small, so that they could feel at ease.

However, amidst the smell of blood, his words were not convincing.

Zhan Shizhao ordered people to search around, stepped forward, and stood in front of Song Huiyue: "Miss, please step aside."

Song Huiyue refused to let her go, turned around and spoke to the inside: "Qinghui, my sister is playing hide and seek with you, you cover your eyes, and my sister will tell you to come out after hiding, okay?"

Song Qinghui's happy voice came from the room: "Okay."

Mrs. Song's voice came out again smoothly: "Qinghui is done."

Song Huiyue lifted the curtain and let Zhan Shizhao in.

The curtain originally divided the inside and outside into two worlds, one dark and bloody, and the other warm and bright. As soon as the curtain was lifted, the two worlds immediately merged, blurring the boundaries.

Several terrified faces appeared in the room.

Song Qinghui was blindfolded and leaned against Mrs. Song in a daze. Mrs. Song was wearing old homely clothes and only had time to add a cloak on the outside. She glared at Zhan Shizhao, and her arms around Song Qinghui trembled slightly.

Aunt Lin and Aunt Wang held hands tightly together, with tears in their eyes.

Mother Liu protected Yuan Yuan and turned her back, not daring to look up.

Lin Bo and Aunt Wu leaned together, trembling in unison. An old husband and wife are truly breathing together, living and dying together.

The bright fire in the room leaked out and shone on Song Huiyue's face.

Zhang Xutang took advantage of this light to look at her, and found that her eyes alone were enough to be loved. The black eyeballs were like gems, and the long eyelashes hugged in front, as if hiding teardrops.

It's really strange, there are no tears, but there is light like tears.

He couldn't look at her anymore, and he would want to cry if he looked at her for a long time—hey, he was too sympathetic.

He lost his mind, and only came back when Zhan Shizhao called him.

Zhan Shizhao said in a low voice, "Second Master, they are all here."

Zhang Xutang nodded, and could see that Song Huiyue was in charge of this little Song family, which just saved him and Mrs. Song from being verbose.

"Miss Song, please sit down."

Zhan Shizhao waved his hand immediately, and ordered someone to bring two chairs and place them facing each other.

Song Huiyue picked the one with her back to the main room, and sat down without emotion.

It was cold, and her expression also tended to be cold. She had no intention of speaking first. Whether it was facing a dog or a wolf, once she was timid, she would lose.

Zhang Xutang sat down opposite her, asked Zhan Shizhao to bring out a food box, opened the lid, and there were a dozen kinds of refreshments inside.

"I think you should go to Jin Wang to talk about the old relationship, and treat him to two pieces of dim sum, or one piece, which is enough to poison him to death."

He doesn't shy away from the fact that there is poison in the refreshments.

Song Huiyue didn't answer his words, but instead asked, "How did you find out?"

Zhang Xuzhang was taken aback for a moment, then realized what she was asking, and immediately became happy, thinking that Song Huiyue could be cited as his confidant.

No nonsense, straight to the bullseye.

He told Song Huiyue the clues in the tabloid. If it wasn't for the time limit, he would have to analyze his mental journey to her one by one. It's a pity that there is a big event today, and the infinite praise for himself can only be gathered into one sentence: "It's really There is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

It turned out to be a tabloid.

Song Huiyue sighed deeply in her heart, and became more cautious towards Zhang Xutang.

(End of this chapter)