Xie Yutang swallowed his saliva, a drop of cold sweat dripped down his cheek, his hands trembled slightly, his eyes moved to the ground, and the next moment, the shock was replaced by anger. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update
He picked up the flying knife, held it in his hand and stared at everyone: "Who! Who wants to plot against me! You'd better stand up yourself, otherwise, I will report this matter to the head of the family!"
Upon hearing this, the grandson of the great elder turned pale and trembled slightly. He was just impulsive and didn't think about the consequences. Now when he heard Xie Yutang say that he was going to find the head of the family, he panicked.
If his grandfather knew about this, he would definitely beat him to death!
"Not me."
"It's not me either."
"Neither have I."
“I’m not standing in that direction.”
The teenagers around waved their hands and said that it was not them who did it.
"Who is it? Who on earth did such a wicked and cowardly thing!" Xie Yutang asked angrily, his eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly fell on the pale-faced grandson of the great elder. He strode forward fiercely: "Is it you! Did you do it?"
"No, it's not me, no, no!"
He retreated repeatedly, waving his hands and talking, but he didn't dare to look at him. His panic and panic on his face made the young men around him understand something.
Feng Jiu watched from the side, her eyes passing over those young men and then falling on Xie Yutang. She could only say that this boy was lucky, if he hadn't pulled her over and she happened to be watching here, he would have been in trouble.
She watched Xie Yutang interrogating her, walking forward step by step, while the young man retreated step by step, until finally his legs went weak and he fell to the ground, admitting it with a pale face.
She raised her eyebrows in surprise, because she saw that Xie Yutang just scolded the man, warned him, asked him to apologize and promise not to do such a thing again, and then returned the flying knife to him.
"How did the flying knife suddenly fall down just now?" Seeing that Xie Yutang did not pursue the young man, the others also started to discuss it.
"Yeah! I was scared to death just now, Yutang. You were also scared when the flying knife shot towards you, right? I saw you were frozen there and couldn't move."
Perhaps it was because of the way he handled things that made all the young men accept him. For a moment, they surrounded him, asking questions, hugging each other and laughing.
"You know what, that flying knife was going to stab me, but it seemed to be knocked down by a gust of air." Xie Yutang recalled. He remembered that when the flying knife attacked him just now, there was a gust of air that knocked it down, and that air brushed across his face, allowing him to feel it clearly.
"Airflow? How is that possible! It should be that Xie Yuliang's hand strength was not strong enough, and the flying knife fell halfway after it was shot out."
"How is that possible? It shouldn't be like that." said another person.
"What else? There's not even a secret guard in such a big place like this. Don't even think that it was the secret guard in the dark who knocked down the flying knife." A young man said, pointing towards the empty space.
Fengjiu listened to them talking and turned around to leave. She drank several bowls of throat-soothing soup before leaving, so she wanted to find a place to relieve herself.