Inside, a room in the front was lit with oil lamps like dots, and there was blood on the floor of the room.

Wang Yin first walked into the room and saw a mutilated corpse. When he turned around, the middle-aged man who had washed his hands had also walked over, clapped his hands and whispered something in a low voice.

Wang Yin gradually frowned and then laughed again after a long time. Their voices could be vaguely heard in the night wind.

"Ning Liheng..."

"Brother-in-law...ha..."

"There are actually people like this in Hangzhou...,..."

"I really want to meet him..."

After a moment, Shi Bao threw up the sword in his hand and caught it again.

"Hey, how was tonight?"!.

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Chapter completed!