After serving the young master for more than a month, he now understands whether it is too late or not.
The young man looked at the young man with a smile on his lips, but what he said was cold and ruthless: "Don't you servants take the master as the main priority in everything? When the master encounters difficulties, you will not hesitate to sacrifice yourself. Your betrayal Qi Ke is still in our Fan family. Although you are from my mother's side, you are now waiting by my side. If anything happens to me, you will not be able to escape from the involvement."
The boy was so frightened that he became paralyzed and kept kowtowing on the ground: "Master, please, don't let me go out. If I go out, I will die. Master, as long as you don't let me go, I will definitely do it." I'll repay you by being a cow or a horse."
The young man coughed heavily and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth: "This is what you said. Tell me, how did my former servant die?"
Hearing this, the young man was a little puzzled and replied hurriedly: "Master, although I was sent by my wife to take care of you, I really don't know that the people around the young master have died."
Seeing that the boy's expression didn't look like he was hypocritical, the man nodded lightly: "I believe you will not lie to me. Let me make it clear about the tea. Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me in the future, you will definitely be indispensable in the future." benefit."
The young man's face was filled with joy: "Yes, yes, I am willing to follow the young master from now on. Madam did not say what the tea does, she just asked me to make tea for the young master to drink every day."
He didn't know the tangle involved.
The young man smiled, not sure whether it was appreciation or a deeper meaning: "You make good tea."
The boy was even more delighted: "Thank you for the compliment, Master. I think there is something wrong with the tea. Master, I'd better not drink it again in the future."
The young man looked at the young man: "Then you are going to drink it for me?"
The young man made a grimace and kowtowed heavily: "Master, I am blind and thought that the young master was a stupid person as others said. I only agreed to my wife because I wanted to see a doctor for my family."
"You don't plan to treat your family now?"
The boy shook his head: "No, my wife gave me a deposit and asked me to take it first. After the work is completed, I said I would give me a reward."
The young man leaned on the chair behind him, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Are you afraid that she will find out and settle the score with you?"
The boy touched his head and said with a silly smile: "My father's illness has recovered. I don't want to do this kind of thing for a long time. It's okay not to do this kind of thing that destroys the conscience of the world."
Having said this, the boy kowtowed three more times guiltily: "I'm sorry, Master, for letting him drink those herbal teas for nothing. I knew that one day I would be exposed, Master, please punish me!"
A slight smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth: "Punishment, of course, will happen. As long as you cooperate with me to continue this drama, and the merits and demerits balance out, I will not punish you, and I will continue to make tea in the future. But the tea leaves are going to be changed a lot. Do you know what to say when Madam calls you?"
This tea can indeed alleviate his symptoms, but it also makes his body weaker and weaker.
It's better to be sick than to be poisoned.
The boy nodded happily: "I know, I know, everyone knows."
The young man nodded with satisfaction, picked up the tea cup and was about to drink it again, but was held down by the young man: "Master, you'd better stop drinking tea. I feel awkward looking at it."
The young man patted the boy's hand, drank the tea in one gulp, put down the teacup, and said, "It doesn't matter!"
He knew that his body wouldn't be able to last much longer even if he didn't drink this tea, and the time between serious illness was getting shorter and shorter.
How much time does he have left to live
Just when more than twenty men in black were about to rush into the room, Ye Xingtong suddenly jumped down from the tree and stood in front of the middle-aged man.
A bright light flashed, and a sword was unsheathed. Before anyone could see clearly, they felt a delicate figure pass by like lightning. There was a stabbing pain in his neck, and he immediately fell down.
In an instant, more than twenty men in black fell to the ground, leaving a shocking blood stain on the ground.
One of them pointed at Ye Xingtong with a dead look and spat out a few words: "You... you... you can actually do martial arts..."
Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and became motionless.
Ye Xingtong took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the sword. There was no emotion on her face, as if she was not the one who killed him just now.
Several gambling guards heard the noise outside and hurriedly came out. When they saw a petite woman holding a soft sword standing among a dozen or so men in black, they immediately shuddered. It was really uncomfortable. I dare to believe that this girl did this, she doesn’t look very old!
The leading guard tried to ask: "Little girl, you killed all these killers?"
Ye Xingtong looked at the guards and said word by word: "They are killers. If they want to kill people, they should know the consequences of failure."
The guard shuddered. Is this what a fifteen or sixteen year old girl can say
Several people didn't dare to ask any more questions and walked away together in despair.
The middle-aged man huddled in a corner looked at Ye Xingtong in horror: "You, you killed someone?"
Ye Xingtong inserted the software back into his waist, his expression unchanged: "Yes, I killed someone, you can choose not to recognize me."
Some things are either your death or my death. If others don't let you go, no matter how kind you are, it will be of no use. On the contrary, a moment of weakness will cause harm, and your future life will become more dangerous.
By then it will be too late to regret, the reality is so cruel.
The man shivered even more and backed away, saying repeatedly: "You are too scary, too scary..."
The man opened the door tremblingly and trotted in, as if Ye Xingtong was some kind of devil.
Ye Xingtong Ye Xingtong was noncommittal and said with a smile: "Uncle, thank you for the donkey cart. From tomorrow on, everyone will go their separate ways! Your wife is in a dangerous stage of pregnancy. You should find a place to settle down as soon as possible, or your life will be in danger. , my words end here.”
For an ordinary person, it is understandable to be scared after seeing such a scene. She does not blame the uncle.
The little fox jumped from the window into Ye Xingtong's arms, looking at her with anger in his eyes, wanting to say something, but in the end he moved his lips and said nothing.
At this moment, a door was opened, and a thin young man who seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind looked at Ye Xingtong's leaving figure and smiled softly: "What a strange woman, she obviously means well." , Don’t let others misunderstand you.”
The boy stuck his head out from the door: "Master, are all the killers gone?"
The young man shook his head: "No, there!"
Following the direction pointed by the man's hand, when he saw the bloody corpses of many men in black, he turned pale with fright. He sat on the ground and kept muttering: "It's so scary, so scary." …”
The young man didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Don't you find it interesting?"
The boy felt even more chilled when he heard this. He shivered unexpectedly and his legs and feet became even softer.
Killing people, killing people, killing people, is this still interesting
(End of chapter)