"Let us go first and then ask someone to arrest us?" Zhang Sanhua looked at the fourth brother with a smile, "You really treat me as a child."

The fourth brother was shocked and remembered the rumors he had heard before, saying that some people could rejuvenate themselves, and some people could maintain their appearance until they died. After looking at Zhang Sanhua carefully, the more she felt that she could not be a normal child.

He knew how heavy the foot of Lao Qi was, but Zhang Sanhua didn't cry or make a fuss. Now it seems that he was not even injured. No matter how precocious the child is, he can't calmly negotiate terms with the person who tied him up in this situation, right?

When he came to his senses, Zhang Sanhua's eyes were looking behind him, but when he looked back, there was nothing unusual. The dew was cold late at night, and the fourth son suddenly felt a coldness behind his back.

"Then what should you do to say?" Lao Si pressed the shock and tried to calm down and continued to negotiate terms with Zhang Sanhua.

"I want my dagger."

"Impossible." The fourth brother refused, looking a little anxious. "No one can get the things in the boss's hands, just change them."

"I want my dagger."

"I told you that it was impossible." The fourth brother growled, staring at Zhang Sanhua with red eyes, "If I move, I will die."

"What if your boss died first?"

The fourth brother's pupils contracted.

"Your boss probably won't live after all." Zhang Sanhua said seriously, "When the time comes, can you return my dagger to me?"

"What are you talking about?" Lao Si's voice trembled, "I am also confused by the lard and will believe what you said. What you said before is fooled by me."

"Then let's wait." Zhang Sanhua smiled slightly, "I can afford to wait."

The fourth brother left the carriage calmly, but forgot to tie Zhang Sanhua back. Or, he felt that he could not make any monsters without tied up Zhang Sanhua.

"Zhang Sanhua, are you telling him true?" Yin Jing rubbed over.

"Call me sister." Zhang Sanhua reached out to try to help Yin Jing untie the rope, "I won't tell lies."

"Then can you really be spiritual?" Yin Jing looked incredible, "How old are you this year?"

"You guess." Zhang Sanhua untied the rope that tied Yin Jing's hand, "You untied it yourself on your feet."

Yin Jing pouted and moved his wrists, lowered his head to loosen himself.

"You said, does that boss really not survive tomorrow?"

"I guess so."

"Why?" Yin Jing swallowed, his throat hurting like a sandbrush.

I didn't want to explain, but seeing Yin Jing's expression that although he frowned and wanted to ask the end, Zhang Sanhua sighed helplessly.

"That Xue Lang is not in the same group as the others." Zhang Sanhua thought about the words, "or rather, it was not in the same group at the beginning."

Yin Jing looked confused.

"The others are all big and thick men, only him. Although he acts as a pretentious man, he is still somewhat scholarly." Zhang Sanhua sympathizes with Yin Jing's father. It must be very hard to have such a stupid son. "The most important thing is that his name is Xue Lang."

Yin Jing still doesn't understand.

"He can't be from a poor family. If he falls into this situation, he will either fall into the family or be driven out of the house." Zhang Sanhua wiped the blood on his head with her sleeve. "But he dares to use the surname Xue, but he can only fall into the family."

"The most important thing is," Zhang Sanhua gently lifted the curtain and observed the outside through a small slit. "There is the eldest and fourth brother, but he is called Xue Lang."

"Then what." Yin Jing spoke subconsciously, then frowned.

"Then he wanted to kill the boss."

There were two people guarding the temple entrance and staring at the carriage. It would definitely not work if they wanted to sneak away directly.

"How do you know?"

"Although those people in the dilapidated temple were not close to him during the day, they would look at him from time to time." Zhang Sanhua began to carefully observe the clothes of the two people who were watching the night. Although the moonlight was dark, she could see clearly. "Some people's eyes were alert, while others' eyes were inquiries."

"Obviously, some people have been bought by him."

"Will he succeed?" Yin Jing's eyes lit up, and he felt that his throat was not so painful.

"No, because the fourth brother is the boss." Zhang Sanhua turned around and started to tie Yin Jing with a rope. Yin Jing was completely stunned, "Don't move, don't speak."

After tying up Yin Jing and Zhang Sanhua, she started tying herself again. After tying up, Zhang Sanhua tried hard to lift the curtain and rub it out.

When the curtain was lifted, someone appeared and walked over cursing.

"Want to run?"

"I don't want to run away." Zhang Sanhua looked at him pitifully with a red face, "I want to...I want to go to the toilet."

The person who asked was stunned and muttered, he grabbed Zhang Sanhua's belt and pulled the person up.

"Lao Wu, I'll take her to the toilet, you can watch it first."

Another person lifted the curtain of the car and saw Yin Jing tied up and looked at him with a sneer on his face.

"Go, I can still watch this guy."

Zhang Sanhua was carried into the grass not far away, looked around for a while, and said shyly, "Is it convenient for me to go under that tree?"

The person guarding him agreed impatiently and carried her under the tree again.

"You, turn around."

"My mother is just a trouble." The man turned around and heard the rustling sound behind him. He suddenly remembered the rope that did not untie Zhang Sanhua's hands, "Come here, I'll untie the rope for you."

"Thank you then."

The man turned around and saw Zhang Sanhua sitting pitifully on the ground. He suddenly remembered his little daughter. He squatted down and the man was about to untire the rope on Zhang Sanhua's hand.

"You haven't been home for so many years, should your daughter get married, right?"

The man looked up suddenly, and was about to say something, when a small hand touched his waist.

Then, a throat hurts.

"Don't worry, your wife has lived a good life after remarrying."

The man covered his throat with one hand and stared at Zhang Sanhua with wide eyes. He wanted to grab her with the other hand, but she easily avoided it.

"Thank you for your dagger." Zhang Sanhua watched the man fall to the ground, "Your brother will come with you soon."

After confirming that the man was dead, Zhang Sanhua pulled his clothes, making him even more embarrassed. He tied his belt into his clothes and ran out in panic.

When the left-behind heard the movement, he immediately looked in this direction alertly, and saw that it was Zhang Sanhua, stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong outside?" someone in the room asked.

Zhang Sanhua ran too fast and threw herself on Lao Wu, just holding his legs. Lao Wu subconsciously kicked her and kicked her in front of someone who came out to see the situation.

"What's going on?" the man frowned, "It's not worth it if it's broken."

"Lao Qi took her to the toilet, but when she came back, Lao Qi didn't come back."

Zhang Sanhua didn't make any excuses, but just looked at the person who came with tears.

"You still suspect that she can harm Lao Qi." The man was very impatient, "It's a little less disturbing at night."

After taking the man into the temple, Lao Wu came over and wanted to carry Zhang Sanhua into the car.

"Where is the seventh person in the old man." Lao Wu frowned as Zhang Sanhua's loose hands and feet, "Has he untied it for you?"

"What is this?" The man stretched out his hand and touched the dagger that Zhang Sanhua hid in his clothes. He took it out and looked at it. "This is Lao Qi's dagger."

Zhang Sanhua smiled sweetly at him and suddenly screamed loudly.

"Murder!!!"

"What are you making trouble again?" When the person who had just entered came out, Lao Wu was carrying Zhang Sanhua, holding a dagger in his hand, with blood on it.

"It's so scary, that man is dead! That man is dead!" Zhang Sanhua began to struggle constantly. Lao Wu didn't hold him in one moment, and Zhang Sanhua immediately walked around the car and hid.

The visitor glanced at Lao Wu's dagger was on his waist, and the one in his hand could only be Lao Qi's.
Chapter completed!