Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 926 The Frontier of the Hunting Field, the Fifth Young Master Fu Zichen

Chapter 926 The Frontier of the Hunting Field, the Fifth Young Master Fu Zichen

When the yamen servant said this, all the criminals were in an uproar.

The prisoner who recognized this as the "hunting ground" earlier obviously knew something, his face was the ugliest, and the gloomy eyes could not be concealed.

Then, the yamen servants really left. In such a big forest, for a moment, only the 12 people who were brought with their hands and feet shackled were left.

"Did I hear you wrong? These sons of bitches put us in the hunting grounds and killed them as prey for those dudes? Fuck his ancestors! Are these bastards still fucking human!"

The fierce man was furious after being stunned.

The person who knew the inside story snorted and said: "Let's find a place to hide for a while. This forest looks huge, but there are tent camps in front and lion and tiger territory in the back. There are actually very few places we can escape. When the time comes, can we escape?" Stay alive, it depends on your own ability."

"The shackles are so heavy, how can you run!"

"No wonder you don't bring those old, weak and disabled. They come in, aren't they just to be used as targets for others!"

"Yeah, what's the fun of being a target, they just want us who are strong and able to run, the more we run, the more fun it is to kill! These ineffective beasts, I really want to see a killer One!"

There are more and more verbal insults.

Liu Moyi stood at the same spot, but looked around. Now he knew what the big man at the door was talking about. That big man had obviously been to the hunting ground, and he was one of the survivors.

Go left for ten miles, rancid pond.

Maybe, it's the only way to do it.

Or maybe, he can hide there for a while longer, until those young masters leave and the hunting ground is closed, maybe he can escape!
Thinking of this possibility in his heart, he immediately looked at the others.

However, after seeing the insults, several people also showed their eyes. Obviously, they also thought of this.

It seems inhumane to be reduced to a hunting ground today, but it is also a road to regeneration.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In the distance, the sound of drums and gongs shook.

Someone yelled: "Drums up, they are coming in, run!"

Before the man finished speaking, the sound of horseshoes was heard in the distance.

A group of people scattered at a high speed.

Liu Mo didn't dare to run to the rancid pond immediately, so he went another way, intending to wait for the right opportunity before going to his destination.

On the other side, the frontier of the hunting ground.

A flashy young man in red, with a bone fan in his hand and a slight smile on his face, looked towards Lin Nei and sighed: "These young masters of the Fu family want to be strong, and before the sound of the drum falls, they have already stepped on their horses and left, aren't they the leaders?" Well, they are all a family, whoever catches them is not the same, as for such a rivalry."

"That's not what you said." The other young man in Tsing Yi picked up the white jade glass cup and lightly pecked at the fine wine in the cup. His eyes were swaying, and he just looked at the young man in red: "Although it is a family, it is not from the same house. Contests are inevitable."

"Hey, Mr. Yang's words don't sound right." A delicate female voice sounded.

The man in Tsing Yi, who was called Mr. Yang, took a look and said, "Second Miss Song is overthinking, but it's just a casual sentence, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Little girl doesn't sound like she's talking casually." Second Miss Song wore a silk pattern skirt with the corners of the skirt fluttering, and she smiled subtly: "Little girl, why do you think Mr. Yang is hinting at something?"

As she spoke, her glass-like eyes turned slightly, and turned to the man in white who was sitting at the far right of the crowd, holding a jade cup, who had been silent all this time.

Mr. Yang also followed her gaze, looked at the man in white, and asked with a smile: "Fifth Mr. Fu, your brothers have already gone, but you are not in a hurry?"

The Fu family looks glamorous, but the rooms inside are a mess. Outsiders probably don't know much about it, but Yang Ming has a good relationship with Fu Zilan, the sixth son of the third house of the Fu family. Know something that no one else knows.

"Speaking of which, Fifth Young Master seems to have just returned from Jiangnan?"

As soon as Yang Huan said it, the young man in red also said: "Jiangnan Qujiang Mansion, I have heard of it. Governor of Qujiang Mansion, um! Among the people from the Fu family, I really haven't seen anyone. Those who are willing to be governors of that district."

"Brother Liu, don't talk nonsense." Yang Ming put down the cup in his hand, and deliberately said to the young man in red: "Our fifth son of the Fu family is a capable man. My lord, the people are very kind."

"No matter how loved the people are, the salary is only so little, a little Zhima official..." Liu Sui interjected, but he didn't finish his sentence, leaving half of it, but it was clear.

"Hehe..." Second Miss Song couldn't help laughing out loud.

Liu Sui shook his fan, and the corner of his mouth was also smiling.

Yang Min coughed lightly and waved his hands: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense." The smile in his eyes couldn't be stopped no matter what.

The other young masters and ladies nearby laughed together, and some remained silent, but the person involved, the fifth son of the Fu family, just kept silent, holding the jade cup in his hand, with a steady expression, as if these It's not me who is laughing in the crowd.

"Boom!"

There was another loud sound of encouragement, and everyone looked up.

The second Miss Song looked surprised: "Someone took the lead, who is it?"

"It's amazing! The hunting started with only half a stick of incense. Before we entered the field, someone has already hunted the prey. I don't know what it will be? Ziyao said, if he doesn't hunt, he will be fine. If he hunts, it must be a tiger or leopard."

Fu Ziyao, the fourth son of the Fu family, the eldest son of the third wife, and the elder brother of Fu Zilan with the same father and mother.

"I'm coming!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone immediately looked towards Lin Dao, and sure enough, they saw a few tall horses at once, kicking back.

"It's the third son." Someone said.

The third son of the Fu family, Fu Ziyong, the second son of the big house.

"Hey, I didn't see the prey. Could it be that the prey is too big and still behind?"

Everyone was chattering, and those who were diligent had already got up and greeted them personally.

Fu Ziyong was fierce by nature and didn't care about trifles. He got off his horse, ignored the enthusiasm of the crowd, and went directly to the big drum, holding a heavy mallet, and struck the drum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three times in a row, the momentum is compelling.

There are rules in the hunting ground, whoever wins the first prize after the hunting starts must personally beat the drum three times to mark the opening, and his name should be placed at the top of the hunting ground killing list.

"Master Fu, what are you hunting for?" A petite lady asked with a smile while pinching an embroidered handkerchief.

Fu Ziyong threw away the drumstick casually, raised his hand, and said to the back: "Bring it up!"

Then, two tall and burly warriors were seen dragging a lifeless, disheveled man with shackles on his hands and feet.

When everyone looked at the man's body, they were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed loudly: "Wonderful, wonderful, it's so interesting today, it's so fun!"

(End of this chapter)