The first person to cross the threshold was a foot wearing Brocade Cloud Boots.
The boots were embroidered with gold threads and copper money patterns, which made them look very noble, but at this moment, they stepped into a pool of sticky blood without any scruples.
Qian Dagui was holding a Simple Saber that he bought casually from a roadside iron shop. The blade hadn't even been sharpened yet.
His splendid clothes of a rich man looked particularly eye-catching in this Asura Field-like environment.
Following him was Jie Se Monk dressed in Red Robe.
This Demon Monk still had that look of compassion on his face, twisting a string of Skull Prayer Beads in his hand, and muttering something in his mouth, not sure if he was trying to save the souls of the dead or calculating the money for tonight's drink.
The two walked into the lobby, their eyes sweeping over the headless corpse and the people at the threshold.
No panic, no screaming.
Qian Dagui's Adam's apple rolled violently, which was physiological nausea.
But he quickly suppressed the discomfort, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes that were accustomed to the smell of copper.
He looked up at Fang Mo who was sitting on a high seat.
Fang Mo is also looking at him.
The eyes were cold and scrutinizing.
Fang Mo didn't ask these two people to come.
What happened tonight was his own death. If he succeeded, he would reach the sky in one step; if he failed, his head would be moved.
Qian Dagui Although this fat man is a little clever, he is a businessman at heart. Businessmen pay attention to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. If you come up to him at this time, you will stick your head in the belt of your pants and accompany him crazy.
As for Jie Se, this Monk is even more of a master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't let go of hawks, with a mysterious background and unknown purpose.
"What are you here for?" Fang Mo asked, tapping his fingers lightly on the handle of the knife.
"Look what you said, boss."
Qian Dagui chuckled. The smile was a little stiff, but it showed the bachelor spirit of risking everything. "Although we Seventh Squad are poor, we also pay attention to being neat and tidy. Isn't it a bit unsatisfactory for you to come and eat alone without saying a word?"
With that said, he walked to the body of Lei Heng.
The unedged Simple Saber looked a little funny in his hand.
"This Commander Lei is also a decent person."
Qian Dagui muttered in a low voice, "It's not good for a decent person to be so lonely."
The words have not yet fallen.
A trace of ferocity flashed across the fat man's face, he held the knife in both hands, raised it high, and slashed hard at the already cold corpse.
Poof!
The knife was struck in an extremely unorganized manner, neither accurate nor ruthless, and it got stuck in the seam of Lei Heng's shoulder bone.
Qian Dagui didn't draw his knife, instead he raised his foot and kicked the corpse a few times, cursing. "Let you bully my boss! Let you collect protection money! Let you pretend to be a big-tailed wolf! Damn! You are still so tough after death!"
He is accepting Pledge of Allegiance.
Lei Heng is Imperial Official.
Fang Mo Killing him is a felony.
Qian Dagui With one blow, he also shared half of the crime.
No matter how Imperial Court investigates in the future, no matter how the forces behind Lei Heng retaliate, his more than 300 kilograms of flesh, Qian Dagui, is completely tied to the thief ship Fang Mo.
Fang Mo Looking at the panting fat man, the fingers tapping the handle of the knife stopped, and the coldness in his eyes gradually melted away.
"Amitabha."
Jie Se Monk pronounced the Buddha's name and stepped forward slowly.
He glanced at the corpse that was chopped up in a mess by Qian Dagui, and shook his head, as if he disliked the fat man's craftsmanship for being too rough.
"Although the poor monk is a monk, he also knows the principle of eliminating evil and doing his best."
Jie Se flicked Prayer Beads in his hand, and Skull Bead String flew out like a living creature and wrapped around Lei Heng's western limb.
"Benefactor has committed such a serious crime that he will turn into Vengeful Ghost after death. This poor monk will save you, cut his body into pieces and give up his memory, and he will never be reincarnated."
Click! Click! Click!
There was a heart-wrenching sound of bone cracking.
The hard Prayer Beads, under the infusion of Internal Energy, actually forcibly crushed all the western limb joints of Lei Heng's corpse.
How could this be a transcendence? It was clearly a corpse cut into thousands of pieces, making it impossible to even put it together as a whole body.
After doing all this, Jie Se took back Prayer Beads and saluted Fang Mo, with the smile still on his face.
"Fang Shizhu, now, we are just grasshoppers on the same rope, right?"
Fang Mo looked at this fat monk and suddenly smiled.
He laughed so loudly that the dust on the ceiling of the lobby fell.
"Okay."
Fang Mo pulled out [Blood Soul], wiped the blood on Lei Heng's Flying Fish Robe, and put the knife into its sheath.
"Since they are all members of our own family, then this mess..."
He pointed at the mess in this place and said, "I don't care."
Qian Dagui As soon as he heard this, he immediately raised his waist and patted his chest. The original fierceness instantly turned into a shameless flattery.
"Don't worry, boss! This must be taken care of! These floor tiles are exchanged for gold! These pillars are painted red! I guarantee that this White Tiger Hall will be more impressive than Imperial Palace tomorrow!"
"And those people watching the fun outside..."
Qian Dagui turned around and shouted at the frightened Captains outside the door, "What are you looking at! Have you never seen New Hundred Households take office? Come in and wash the floor! If you can't wash it clean, you are the ones lying on the floor!"
The Captains outside the door looked at each other in confusion. In the end, I didn't know who took the lead, and knelt down with a plop.