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61. Chapter 61 Let the tiger go back to the mountain

The shouts of killing were loud on the mountain, and seeing that this handsome young man was dying. Wushuang stood up, turned his back to everyone, stretched out his palms and clenched his fists, and his subordinates immediately fell silent.

"He almost killed you! Mei Xi!" Wushuang could tell that this girl was probably going to be merciful. He had been waiting for Mei Xi to speak. He wanted to see what this girl would do when faced with this situation.

Whatever she decides, he will obey it. After all, the future Hai family will be hers.

"Uncle, please, please spare him. Anyway, I am standing here well now. Now that he is seriously injured, even if we don't owe anything, let him go." She is a girl, although she has great ambitions.

, but her heart is still kind, and she cannot watch a fresh life being cruelly taken away in front of her.

"Miss Mei Xi, how can you just let him go like this? Have you forgotten what he did to you? I almost died trying to save you! What kind of torment has he put us through? This kind of scum cannot be tolerated

Just let it go!" the three Ma Shi brothers shouted.

Wushuang turned around and glared at the three of them and shouted: "Do you three have a right to speak? Don't be rude!"

"Meixi, have you made up your mind? Is this your decision?"

"Yes, let him go. I don't want to pursue the past matters. Li Jialuo, from now on, the two of us are just passers-by, so we can take care of ourselves." After saying that, Lin Meixi turned her head and stopped looking at him.

Wushuang let out a breath, looked up at the dazzling light of dawn, and chirped, "Throw him down to feed the wolves. I hope his companions can arrive in time."

Li Jialuo did not die because he was in good health. He rolled down the mountain and pretended to break a few ribs. He was finally rescued by his companions on the mountainside. He was extremely grateful to Mei Xi, but he could not meet her again in the future.

Friends, the two factions of the North and the South are always strong enemies.

Things should have ended at this point. Wu Gongyao Wushuang did not leave in a hurry after paying homage. He did not blame Mei Xi for letting Li Jialuo go. If Lin Meixi really killed Li Jialuo cruelly, then she would no longer be that kind girl. He would rather

What I saw was the lovely and kind-hearted Mei Xi, just like her sister.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"Why are you talking about this? It's okay. Just let him go. But we have agreed that if I bump into him again in the future, I won't be able to help him."

The brothers on the mountain were whispering, discussing who this girl was to the young master? Why did the young master obey her words? Wushuang also wanted to take this opportunity to make Mei Xi's true identity public, but since Mei Xi had just

Judging from her decision, she is really not suitable for taking on big responsibilities for the time being, and I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.

He clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Okay, brothers, stop talking nonsense. We are a society governed by law now, but it is no better than before. How can we kill people casually? This matter is over, and no one is allowed to talk about it in the future.

I have brought you all together today. In addition to jointly paying tribute to our great man who touched gold in the North Meridian, there is one more thing I want to ask of you."

He brought everyone to the location marked by Boss Ma last night and said: "There is a cave 10 meters below here. In this cave are buried the treasures left by our ancestors of the Hai family. I don't care what method you use, just give it to me before nightfall."

Dig out an entrance and I will explore again tonight."

After hearing this, Wang Fuhai frowned and advised: "Young master, think twice. The rules passed down from our ancestors are that you can only enter the small room once. I'm afraid you didn't succeed last night. If you enter again, it may be a bad omen."

"I know, but I have to pour this bucket. There are things left by my ancestors in it. You have also seen it today. Nanmai Touching Gold has come to the door. If I don't take it, they will take the hole with the front foot.

My dear baby." Wushuang insisted.

"Otherwise, don't go down there and let me, this old man, take your place. If there is anything wrong with you, I can't explain it to my ancestors!"

"Okay, I've made up my mind on this matter. There's no need to persuade me anymore. Just dig it out for me. This is your old job, so it shouldn't be a problem."

Let’s talk about Li Jialuo, who was seriously injured. He was seriously injured this time. This is Wushuang’s territory and he doesn’t dare to stay there for long. When Wushuang is freed, even if he promises not to kill him, those old subordinates will not just let him go.

I had to apply medicine in a hurry and my companion drove me into the customs for medical treatment.

The beautiful little junior sister is puzzled, why the northern and southern generations originally worshiped the same ancestor, but now they are fighting against each other? Why does the master insist on making trouble for him!

"Look, senior brother, you didn't listen to my advice, and you deserved the injuries you got! Fortunately, you didn't lose your life, right?" She scolded her senior brother while applying medicine to him.

"Have you told the master?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Master knows and wants you to go back and recuperate as soon as possible."

"Call me the master's number. I have something to tell him."

The junior sister handed him the phone. Now he didn't even have the strength to hold the phone. I'm afraid he won't be able to recover from this injury for another year or so after he returns.

"Master, please give me another chance. I will definitely not miss it next time! Please!" This guy now hates Wushuang so much that he wishes he could kill his enemies with his own hands.

On the phone, Li Doutian's tone was calm. He had already expected this result. Jia Luo was his youngest apprentice. Although he was good at martial arts, he was too arrogant. With such a temperament, it was easy to underestimate the enemy. This time also taught him a lesson in life.

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"Jialuo, forget it. He has been rooted in the north for a long time. There is no need for us to confront him with real swords and guns. Besides, the ancestors left a legacy that fellow sects must not kill each other."

No wonder, Li Jialuo understood, no wonder Wushuang didn't kill him today. It turned out to be a favor to Mei Xi. He didn't dare to kill himself. He was a big cabinet, so how could he not abide by the instructions of his ancestor? This time he felt confident.

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"Master, it will be difficult to accomplish your great cause without him!"

After all, Li Doutian is still cunning and cunning. He has a simple way and doesn't use any effort. "Jialuo, didn't you say last time that their local ax gang had contacts with you? We don't need to do it ourselves, why not kill with a borrowed knife? You can come back first.

I'll put some money in your account, and you can call the Ax Gang over there and ask them to deal with Wushuang immediately!"

As the sun sets, the crows return to their nests, and the lights are brightly lit in the mountains of Chengde. It is destined to be a sleepless night. Meixi is young, so she lies in the tent and falls asleep in the afternoon, and in a daze, she hears Wushuang still busy making arrangements.
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