His self-esteem could not bear it, nor could he bear it in his heart.

then……

"No harm, be careful!"

Chen Bufan shouted anxiously, and at the same time, the silver needle in his hand shot out.

When Dong Wushang heard this, he turned around and stabbed a knife into his chest.

"m, I'll let you die!!!"

Zhan Peng said crazy, looking like an absolute madman, and like a devil who was obsessed with the devil.

"Grass!"

Dong Wushang's backhand is a sword.

Due to the anger and the incomparable pain, Dong Wushang did not take it seriously and took the opportunity to kill him with one sword.

At the same time, the silver needle arrived and was accurately shot into the center of the eyebrows.

Zhan Peng suddenly opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth to say something, but never said it.

No word was sent out.

Blood kept gushing out of his throat and his body slowly fell down.

With a thud, layers of dust rose.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

The two servants spoke in unison and squatted down to check the situation.

Zhan Peng was dead and had no breath at this moment.

Next year, one of his is bound to be the grave of the three-foot grave grass.

"You...you dare...kill the young master, what a terrible courage."

"Wait, the Zhan family won't let it go, you all have to die."

"What are the two dogs calling here? Take your young master's body and leave. If you say one more word, I promise that all the master and servant will expose your corpses in the wilderness."

Chen Bufan came over and said viciously.

The two servants looked at each other, raised Zhan Peng's body and left quickly.

After getting in the car, he opened the window and shouted, "I remember that you three are the three of you. The young master was killed and someone needs to be buried with you. It's not three, but three hundred people."

There is something in the words.

It is revealed everywhere.

Three hundred people?

Is even relatives involved?

Is this the usual style of Zhan’s family?

If so, it's a bit too domineering.

"Swoosh!"

A ray of light went towards the person who spoke.

"ah!"

The scream was miserable, and it sounded very harsh.

"Go ahead, drive quickly."

"Your eyes..."

"I can't die, go quickly."

"good!"

A servant was blind and was stabbed by a silver needle.

This is the end of being a slutty person.

When people walk in society, don’t talk more.

He could leave safely, but he caught an eye.

It's a sin.

"Not hurt, are you okay?"

Chen Bufan asked with concern, his fingers were like dots, and first sealed the acupoints to avoid excessive bleeding.

"Fortunately, don't worry, boss, this injury will not be killed."

"I have the best golden sore medicine here, sprinkle it on."

Chen Bufan took out a porcelain bottle in his arms.

"Um!"
Chapter completed!