The subordinate nodded, "With Chen Xuanzang's character of protecting his shortcomings, he will most likely stand on Wang Han's side. Then he will be given a hat of unkindness and justice!"

Zhou Tianxiong stood with his hands behind his back and sneered when he heard this, "Who in this world doesn't say that I, Zhou Tianxiong, is unparalleled and righteous?

By the way! After tonight, I will try my best to kill Zhang Ying. He knows a lot, and no one can smash my sign of benevolence and righteousness!"

"Abide by the order!"

In the yard, there were people drinking and chatting.

After drinking some wine, the painter became more courageous and talked to several people.

Many backbones of the Red Lotus Sect are also there, and many small leaders below are also there. Everyone is talking and laughing, but they have no idea that undercurrents are already surging under the calm.

Zhou Dixiong's words and deeds were almost the same as Zhou Tianxiong.

Wang Han's voice came from the ears of the painted ghost.

"Prepare!"

The ghostly smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, I like the gift you gave me before!"

Zhou Dixiong was stunned for a moment, "Oh? Just like you! Just like you!"

The naughty talk changed, "I also have a gift to give to Brother Zhou!"

Zhou Dixiong was stunned again.

“What gift?”

"Pick it up!"

The ghost of the painted skin waved.

Li Xiaocao came up with a box.

The painter put the box on the table and pressed it with one hand.

Zhou Dixiong stared at the box. Lin Zhi asked when he saw this, "Wang Han, isn't this box the commander who puts Zhang Ying's head for you?"

"Oh? Pretending Zhang Ying's head?"

The painted ghost smiled and opened the box, pouring his head out.

A stinking smell filled the air, "Look at it carefully! Is this Zhang Ying's head?"

Several people frowned.

Zhou Dixiong's expression changed.

"Brother, what do you mean? Who else can Zhang Ying be if this is not?"

The ghost's mind flashed through Wang Han's appearance every time he pretended to behave, and his body leaned forward, "Brother Zhou, everyone, take a look, is this Zhang Ying?"

Miao Gu covered his mouth and nose, "Wang Han! Everyone is having a meal, why did you take out this thing? Who else can Zhang Ying be? Don't make trouble! Take it down!"

The painted ghost raised his hand and interrupted his words, "Wait a minute! Lao Miao, you have a good relationship with Zhang Ying. You can see if this is Zhang Ying?"

Miao Gu frowned, "This has been deformed, but it can still be seen that it is indeed Zhang Ying!"

Zhou Tianxiong, who was secretly observing, had a clear expression changed. He supported the table with his hands and stared at the video, with a gloomy expression, "What does he mean? Did he recognize the head as fake?"

Seeing this, the subordinate spoke, "Commander, what if you recognize him? We say that it is Zhang Ying's head, and that is Zhang Ying's head! What's the rebuttal..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw it in the video.

The painted ghost clapped his hands, and Zhu Dong walked in from outside with a man.
Chapter completed!