Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 73 The Wind

   "Okay, okay, I know brother, come back soon," Wei Zheng was a little reluctant.

   "You, haha, it's alright, alright, I'm leaving," Wei Yan said with a smile, and galloped away.

   There are two people in total, one male and one female. The female is Tong Wenxiu, the daughter of the patriarch of a small family in Weicheng, and Wei Yan usually likes it very much.

  Going far away, Wei Yan's figure gradually disappeared, and the smile on Wei Zheng's face gradually disappeared, turning into an indifferent look,

   "Brother, goodbye!" Wei Zheng smiled grimly.

   Zhang Jing, who was secretly observing, was also the first time in the past few days that Wei Zheng had reproduced the expression of that night.

   "Who?" Wei Zheng seemed to sense something, turned his head to look in one direction, but found nothing,

   "Just now I clearly felt that someone was watching me, did I misread it?" Wei Zheng's eyes sparkled.

  After observing for a while, he found that there was indeed nothing wrong. Wei Zheng's expression changed back to that of a playboy, and he turned back to Wei's mansion.

   "Hehe," Zhang Jing looked at Wei Zheng coldly, and chuckled.

   "Brother Yan, why do you care so much about that idiot?" After leaving, Tong Wenxiu spoke with disdain for Wei Zheng.

   "Hehe, he is a legitimate son after all. If my father wants to establish me as the next head of the family after I break through, some old people in the family will definitely use this as an excuse.

   At that time, if my good brother voluntarily surrenders to me, then there will be no problem, and maybe the reputation of brothers and brothers will be spread in the future," Wei Yan smiled lightly, as if the matter was under control.

   "Wouldn't it be that in the future, I have to pay for that guy. I don't want to see Wei Zheng's face," Tong Wenxiu curled her lips.

   "How is it possible, do you think I will support him for the rest of my life?

   After my position is stabilized, if I casually find an expert outside to kill him, no one will suspect me. After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two of us. "

   "Then can your father believe it? My father said that your father is not a simple person,"

   "Wei Zheng will be dead by then, will my father still want to abolish me as the heir? It is impossible to spread such family ugliness. After all, my father is a shameless person,"

   "Besides, do you think I will just expose the evidence that Wei Zheng was killed by me?

  With the strength of that trash Wei Zheng, he can find someone to kill him casually, and when I kill the person who killed him, won't there be no more accidents? "Wei Yan smiled easily.

   "What about me? If you tell me this now, will you..." Tong Wenxiu pouted.

   "Hehe, Wenxiu, you are different from them. You are my future wife. I believe you will help me keep my secret," Wei Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

   "Am I the real wife? Will your father look down on me?" The woman's point of observation quickly shifted to other places.

   "Of course I'm the main wife. I'm the one who decides my wife. I'll marry you after I officially break through to the second-rate," Wei Yan said warmly.

   "Hmph, you said this, don't forget,"

   "Hehe, don't worry!".

  Zhang Jing has been hanging behind, did not make a move, here is too close to Weicheng, if something happens, it will be bad.

   What he has to do is to protect himself first, and then to do things!

  It was getting dark, Zhang Jing watched Wei Yan and the woman live in the inn,

   It seems that this accommodation is not only for the development of Qingfengzhai, but no one else is a fool. This is the money delivered to the door, who doesn't like it.

  Late at night,

   Zhang Jing lay on the roof of the inn, wanting to listen to the movement below, so that he could do it directly in a while.

   "Brother Yan, I'm a bit cold," Tong Wenxiu said coquettishly.

   Wei Yan frowned, "It's already summer and it's still cold,"

   "Oh, it's really cold, it seems like there's wind somewhere,"

   "Aren't the windows all rushed? How could the wind come in?" Wei Yan was a little puzzled.

   "Brother Yan, haven't you heard of, empty, learn, come, wind?" (I'm afraid of being blocked, everyone just needs to understand!)

   Zhang Jing…

   Wei Yan, who understood the meaning, smiled and walked towards Tong Wenxiu...

   There began to be an unbearable, ear-piercing voice below, and Zhang Jing frowned when he heard it.

   Hearing the corner of the wall was really uncomfortable, so Zhang Jing jumped off the stairs.

   "Dong dong dong," came a voice outside the question,

  Wei Yan stopped when he heard the voice, and shouted outside: "Who is it?"

   The tone is a bit impatient, which is normal. Who would be happy if they have a good fight and are disturbed by others?

   "My lord, the shopkeeper asked me to give you something," the voice was slightly green, and it was the voice Zhang Jing used his true energy to hold back his throat.

   "No need, just leave it outside the door," Wei Yan replied.

   "No way, my lord, the shopkeeper ordered it to be delivered to the customer,"

   "What a disappointment," Wei Yan cursed in a low voice.

   "Oh, brother Yan, why don't you go and come back quickly, or I will feel cold again in a while," Tong Wenxiu said coquettishly.

   "Understood," Wei Yan then drew out his knife.

  Wei Yan simply put on a layer of clothes, opened the door impatiently,

   "whoosh,"

  A long knife pierced through the chest, and Zhang Jing nailed Wei Yan to the wall with unabated strength.

   There was no accident, and there was no big battle. It was as simple as that, and the battle was easily resolved.

  It is reasonable and expected,

  Zhang Jing's strength has reached the middle stage of the second-rate, if he has to fight for three hundred rounds against a third-rate realm, aren't his big medicines white krypton?

   Wei Yan might want to say something, but Zhang Jing covered his mouth again, twisted his neck, and Wei Yan slumped backwards.

  This, the future heir of the Wei family, the third-rate top expert, the eldest son of the Wei family, and the life-and-death enemy of Wei Zheng, just died so dramatically.

   Zhang Jing didn’t lament that it’s a pity or something. Naturally, taking other people’s money has to do things for them.

  Tong Wenxiu, who was lying on the bed, heard some movement and wanted to get up to take a look. Before she could turn her head, a **** long knife was pressed against her throat.

  Tong Wenxiu naturally understood what happened, she didn't dare to yell and just closed her eyes immediately,

   "Hero, don't kill me, the little girl didn't see anything," Tong Wenxiu trembled all over, suddenly,

   "Puff puff puff, puff"

  A series of fart sounds came out,

  Obviously, Tong Wenxiu couldn't bear the frightened fart.

   "呵," the long knife wiped Tong Wenxiu's neck, blood spattered on the bed,

   Zhang Jing pinched her nose, put one point of the Wei family's waist card on her hand, and stuffed the rest into the quilt.

  (end of this chapter)