Ghost Hand Poison Doctor: God of War Mad Emperor Sheng Chongfei

Chapter 242 Who Died ([-])
"Little girl, don't be shameless. This young master is kind enough not to be rough on you. You follow me back obediently and take good care of our brothers. Naturally, your benefits are indispensable."

Nalan Zhiyuan's clamoring immediately got the support of several dandies around him, and they shouted even more viciously.

"It's your good fortune for the little girl to be favored by Mr. Nalan. Others have no chance to serve our brothers."

"No, I said you followed Nalan Tingxue, that dead and ugly monster, you might as well follow our young master Nalan quickly, do you want anything?!"

Nalan Zhiyuan was full of complacency. With these guys without anyone to rely on, in his opinion, it was up to Nalan Zhiyuan's mood to kill or cut them up.

His eyes turned cold, and he threatened proudly: "Qu Zhiman, I don't have that much patience. I'll give you another half an hour. If I don't show up, I will burn your broken courtyard and kill everyone in it!"

"These dudes are really shameless."

Yuan Shaoyang was so angry that he wanted to rush out, his hands clenched into fists.

"Don't be impulsive, impulsive can't solve anything, don't mess around."

Qu Zhiman calmed down at this time, his palm-sized face was expressionless, but his eyes were cold.

"Could it be that they come here every day to make trouble? Didn't you hear what he was talking about!?" Yuan Shaoyang's eyes were red.

Miss Tingxue entered the forbidden area of ​​Nalan's family, and now her life and death are unknown, and the hundred days have already passed.

As of today, it has been 160 days since Miss Tingxue entered the forbidden area. More than half a year has passed, and the New Year has passed. It has been spread throughout the capital that Nalan Tingxue is dead, and there are more and more people. people believe.

Even Yuan Shaoyang was at a loss... Maybe something really happened...

Qu Zhiman turned and walked into the other courtyard, seeing that there were only ten people in the other courtyard including her and Yuan Shaoyang.

"A lot of people have left in the past two months. People who are greedy for life and fear of death and don't know how to be grateful have all left. Let's go! We don't need so many weak wastes."

She now understands a little bit that there are not many people who Tingxue told her back then, but the essence!

Those who ran away in fear when they saw Nalan Zhiyuan approaching the door, they don't need it!
Now she is even a little thankful that such a thing happened, which made her see some things and the faces of some people clearly. Those people staying here will only be a disaster.

"After half an hour, I will go to Nalan's house with him!" Qu Zhiman gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"No!" The others said almost in unison.

Among them, Qu Zhiman was not the youngest, but the oldest was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest was two years younger than Qu Zhiman, only eight years old.

Yuan Shaoyang was dissatisfied and said: "We all know who those people are, you are courting death if you send them to your door!"

"That's right, Manman, you don't have to fight alone. I'm the oldest here. I can't let you face the beasts of Nalan's family alone."

The person who spoke was 17-year-old Di Wentao, with a handsome and ordinary appearance, but a hint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes from time to time.

……

Half an hour is very short and passed quickly.

With a big wave of Nalan Zhiyuan's hand, the torches in the hands of the thugs he brought had already been lit.

Squeak!

The closed door opened instantly, and a group of Qu Zhiman, Di Wentao and Yuan Shaoyang came out from the door, facing each other head-on.

[Punishment order n number]

Ting Xue: Still not letting me out?
A certain autumn: I am in a hurry, I can't eat hot tofu in such a hurry...

Tingxue: My people are being bullied!

Mouqiu: Your man sent someone to protect you... Although you can't come out if you're not dead...

Ting Xue: Courting death!
(End of this chapter)