Late Night Tales Of The Capital

Chapter 115: dead body

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"A chivalrous ranger?"

Believe it or not, the remaining few big men in the hall would not believe it if they were killed, because the ranger would only help them when they saw injustice, but this man was here to kill them. Mowing, mowing, mowing is their lives.

The soldiers who served the country and fought on the battlefield were described as weeds by this group of people.

"What do you want to do?"

"do not come!"

"Come again and I will fight with you!"

"It's better to fight to the death than to capture it with nothing. The Ye family army has never been a coward, hack this bastard to death!"

Knowing that they would not be let go no matter what, the remaining six big men roared and rushed towards the ermine man. Everyone had red eyes, gritted their teeth, and waved their sabers angrily. But it can be clearly seen that before the knife is swung, it has no rules and is full of flaws. I am afraid that even the person holding the knife has lost confidence in himself. It is just a final struggle for peace of mind.

Naturally, no one in the lobby sympathized with these big guys. It is very common in the Jianghu to suffer from robbery. If you encounter it, you can only admit it is bad luck.

Just like these merchants, if they are robbed, they have no chance to fight back, and they can only spend money to avoid disaster.

Licking blood with a knife requires the awareness of dying at any time.

Perhaps the only two special people are Hong Dou and Ye Que.

Holding the wine glass high, Hongdou actually cheered, "Good job, kill them."

"You dared to grab my aunt's money, and she was so daring. If my aunt was not feeling well now, she would have shot you to death with an umbrella, and it would be someone else's turn to take action."

While shouting, Hongdou drank a glass boldly, "Well, that man in ermine, don't show mercy. It's said in the story, you are a hero, you are a good guy."

"I respect you!"

Gudong Gudong took a few sips of wine, and Hongdou yelled even more vigorously, it seemed that the alcohol was coming up.

Ye Que sat beside him, neither got up nor applauded. Although it was guessed that this group of people were soldiers of the Ye family army, at first glance, these people were indeed burglarizing, without any dispute, and even uttered wild words to Hongdou. Secondly, it is not a bad rule to be killed by someone who is not good at learning. Now that Ye Zhengru is dead, the Ye family army may have already been controlled by some people. For Ye Que, there is no reason to meddle in other people's business .

Love so and so. Each according to their own ability.

Life and death are determined by God.

As long as it doesn't hinder him, he will be fine with the situation. The more you meddle in other things, the easier things will happen. Who can guarantee that you are the best? This group of 'robbers', or 'deserters', when they entered this restaurant, they definitely could not have imagined that there would be powerful characters here, and they would die here.

One against six.

I didn't see the mink man showing his weapon at all. He killed these people just by relying on two fingers. There was no flow of internal force from the warrior, and it seemed that there was no fluctuation of the true essence of the practitioner. It was like relying purely on physical strength. generally.

Based on Ye Que's observations, this person's cultivation is at the Star Brilliant Realm at worst, and he is a very rare physical cultivator. He doesn't practice Qi, write spells, control swords, and don't understand formations. He just tempers his own strength. Physique, using the body as a magic weapon to improve. If it is not well refined, it will always be an iron shirt or golden bell cover among martial arts. If it is well refined, when the cultivation base is raised to the phaseless state, in terms of attack power alone, one body cultivator can fight two qi cultivators.

This sable and reckless man took the path of practice that is easy to get started but difficult to get out.

Obviously, this person is about to become a teacher, and his gestures show the demeanor of a master.

In the blink of an eye, the blood of the six big men spilled in the lobby of the wine shop.

More than a dozen big men broke into the wine shop and robbed them. They all died within a cup of tea and fell into a pool of blood.

The mink man looked at the corpse on the ground, rubbed his bloody index finger and middle finger on the mink coat casually, then raised his head to scan the audience, all the people who were swept subconsciously lowered their heads and killed them in a blink of an eye. The people in half the room, even if they are chivalrous knights, are ruthless enough. Whoever looks for trouble at this time may be targeted and killed casually.

One more death, one less death, in a place like Youbei, no one cares about it at all.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the law can't reach here at all.

Except for pausing for an extra glance at Ye Que, the ermine man didn't do anything else, he just left an intriguing smile, then turned around and opened the curtain, and left the restaurant.

People walk forward.

After hearing several people in the lobby, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

The work of a meal is full of twists and turns.

Suffered a robbery, and watched a bloody battle, some merchants didn't finish their meal, saw the blood all over the floor, Dang even ran to the side and vomited desperately. When people are most tense, their feelings are insensitive. When they relax at this time, they will naturally feel a little unbearable. After all, it is a whole dozen lives, and who dares to say that there is no feeling at all.

The most troublesome thing is actually the waiter in the shop.

For no reason.

The good business was not done, and such a big incident was caused. Although the guests are all fine, what's the matter with the corpses all over the floor

"Reporter?"

"Do it yourself?"

No matter how you think about it, it's a little troublesome. If you were a reporter, how would you explain the cause of death of these people? Killed by a guest of your house? What about the murderer? who is it? Where are they from? Where are you now

Can't answer any question.

Who can guarantee that the murderer has no contact with your restaurant? Could it be intentional murder

You say these people on the ground are robbers? Was it robbery? However, after all, they did not succeed in robbery. Even if they were guilty, they should first report to the officials. How to deal with robbers and robbers is a matter for the government. Common people have no right to enforce the law, let alone kill people at will.

If you really want to talk about it carefully, these people are the least likely to die!

Even if you really robbed the money you were waiting for, at most you will be sent to jail, which does not constitute a capital crime.

But it would be even more troublesome if the waiter had to handle it by himself.

People don't know where to bury it, so they can't just throw it into the mountain col, it's not a big deal. It is a huge project for the waiter to carry all these corpses out.

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The shop waiter looked at the merchants in the shop with a look of embarrassment, and mustered up the courage to walk up to the fat man with the most benevolent face, and said with a little embarrassment, "This guest officer, I wonder if you are in a hurry?"

After vomiting just now, the fat merchant's face was still a little pale, he waved his hand and said, "I'm not in a hurry, do you have something to do?"

"Then can you help me out, let's take these people out together and put them in the store like this, there are really some, some..."

The waiter in the shop didn't explain what he said, but everyone tacitly understood it.

"Carrying the corpse?"

"I… "

"vomit!"

When the fat merchant heard the waiter's request, he didn't even say the rest, and just lay down beside him and started to vomit again.

And at this moment, the corpses of the dozen or so people who died on the ground suddenly changed, and the location of the wound somehow began to emit a wisp of black flame.

(First update.)