Chapter 260
"You are so timid, okay, go back to the mansion first to wait for news. At that time, I will see Wang Yang, who is hanging high above the gate of the Imperial Academy." Zhao Mingcheng looked at Wang Miangu's hurried figure with contempt, curled his lips, and got on the bus.
The carriage headed towards the Zhao Mansion. Although the curfews in Tokyo Bianliang were frequented, not all places were brightly lit.
The carriage walked slowly. After walking for a long distance, it was far away from the noisy city and came to a long dark street. It could only use the moonlight in the sky and the lanterns hanging in front of the carriage to illuminate the road.
On both sides of the carriage, there was an idle guard walking with him. At this moment, the groom suddenly let out a low voice, tightened the reins of the horse, and stopped the carriage that was slowly galloping.
Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Mingcheng, who was looking forward to seeing Wang Yang being beaten up in an ugly way, turned his front servant and then leaned back, and his head hit the wall of the carriage with pain. "You dog slave, how do you drive the car?"
"Young Master, there is a car in front of you that seems to be broken, crossing the middle of the road. There is no way to do it..." The coachman explained tremblingly.
Zhao Mingcheng, who poked his head out of the carriage, also saw a carriage in front of the road, standing in the middle of the road, and a figure seemed helpless. Zhao Mingcheng rolled his eyes helplessly and shouted at the two guards on both sides of the carriage. "Why are you standing there? You can't go over and push the carriage to the side of the road."
The two guards quickly ran forward quickly. "You are fucking wrong with it, so hurry up and let me go aside and block my young master's car."
"What's wrong with blocking it? Your family is a young master, and my master is also a young master. What's wrong?" The big man standing in front of the carriage couldn't help rolling his eyes and shouting.
"Oh, if you rebel, do you know who my master is? Master Zhao, the chief priest of the Imperial College..." A guard couldn't help but get furious and kicked his foot on the body of the carriage and shouted sternly.
"It turns out that he is the young master of Mr. Zhao Tingzhi, haha, it takes no effort to get it, brothers!" As the man's rough laughter, he saw more than ten men in black suddenly jumping out from both sides of the street.
The two guards looked at the figures that appeared in shock and before they could react, they were beaten to the ground by a powerful man with powerful martial arts.
Sitting on the carriage and looking at the movement in front of him, Zhao Mingcheng was confused and had not yet reacted. A particularly tall and burly man with a black cloth covering his face rushed over from the side and dragged Zhao Mingcheng off the carriage, punching and kicking down three times. Zhao Mingcheng, who had just screamed a few times, was beaten to death.
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Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Mingcheng, whose eyes were blindfolded and his hands and feet were tied, was stuffed into a sack and threw it into the carriage. The carriage quickly disappeared from a distance, while Zhao Mingcheng's groom and the two guards were stripped and tied up, and his hands and feet were thrown into Zhao Mingcheng's carriage, and led it into a nearby alley.
After Wang Yang and others received the news at the restaurant, they slowly left the restaurant. Under the guidance of the person who reported the news, they came to a carriage parked in a secluded place.
After lifting the curtain of the car, he saw Zhao Mingcheng, who was tied up and unable to move, and was not sure whether he had rags or smelly socks, bruised and swollen face in his mouth.
A few bad puppies held back their smiles and whispered for a long time, then quietly walked more than ten steps away from the carriage.
"Haha, that guy is so terrified of laughter." The little prince Zhao Ji said with a gloating look. "By the way, Brother Wushan, let's strip this guy and hang it on the gate of the Imperial College now?"
"It's not difficult to strip it naked and hang it up, but now it's late winter. What if this guy is frozen to death?" Although Li Yu is a hypocrite, he has a relatively thorough consideration.
Wang Yang rubbed the nose that made the knife red from the cold wind, and nodded slightly. It was right. He had really forgotten to consider this issue before. Now it was already below zero. Although he had a grudge with Zhao Mingcheng, it was not a blood feud for life and death, so there was no need to kill someone.
"What should I do? You can't just beat me like this and vent my anger. Brother Wushan, don't forget it, the other party has to do this too." Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw Wang Yang being moved, fearing that Wang Yang would not want to continue this fun and meaningful activity.
"Brother Ling, how many sacks have you brought?" Wang Yang touched his chin, and waved to let Boss Ling come and ask quietly.
"I was worried that a sack would break, so I brought two." Ling Yun is worthy of being a good comrade to perform. He was afraid that the task assigned by Wang Yang would not be completed, so he brought a backup one.
"Two, even if you put all the sets on it, it's not good. This..." Wang Yang couldn't help but feel a little headache.
However, Li Jiong next to him said in a very naughty way. "It's okay, isn't that guy wearing a marten coat? He's wrapped around the stuff with his bare butt, and he will definitely not be frozen to death."
"No, if that happens, wouldn't he have something to cover his body? In this way, he cannot let his face be completely lost. It is really hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart." Zhao Ji, the guy, was the first to jump out to express his objection.
"What should I do? Why don't I get a few more sacks to put together?" Ling Yun scratched his head with some embarrassment and asked.
"No, if someone finds out, those people carry him into the house with the sack... won't we even have the chance to watch the fun?" Zhao Ji, a guy, never forgets his purpose at all times.
"What should I do? I can't strip him naked, nor can I stuff him into a sack... Well? Otherwise, how about we wear some fresh goods for him?" Wang Yang's eyes lit up after a long time of headache, and his expression became more and more seductive.
Soon, a group of big men let out a very sinister and vicious laughter, which was wrapped in the cold night wind and spread far away...
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Several long and straight men were squeezed into the carriage, and Wang Yang was trying hard to pounce on Zhao Mingcheng's face with rouge, shaved his sword eyebrows clean, and then used an eyebrow pencil to draw a distant green eyebrows.
Of course, the blush also pounced on him and even drew eyeliner. At this moment, he suddenly heard a low moan from Zhao Mingcheng. His eyes had just opened, and he had only had time to see someone shaking in front of him. He felt a pain in his head and fell into a coma again.
Wang Yang then withdrew his fist and continued to puff his face with powder and sprayed rouge and water powder. While asking the people around him what they thought. "How is it? How is it drawn?"
"It's not bad. I didn't expect that Brother Wushan, your skills are so superb, which makes Zhao Mingcheng look like a pretty young woman now." Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Mingcheng's face and couldn't help but whisper.
"It's a pity that he is a big man. No matter how beautiful he is, it's useless." Li Jiong commented with a very old driver.
"It's okay for a man to be so beautiful..." Li Yu next to him suddenly said something, which made everyone look upside down at this guy.
"What do you think of me? I'm just saying that." Li Yu saw the strange expressions of two people, shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
"Don't you know that there are many students who like male style in both the Imperial Academy and the Imperial Academy?"
Seeing that everyone's eyes became more and more strange, and the artist Wang Da began to show his fierce eyes, Li Yu quickly stated. "I'm really not, I'm not good at this."
"If you dare to say so disgusting next time, I will draw you like this or not." Wang Yang, a gentleman with goose bumps all over the floor, glared at Li Yu angrily, and then continued to make up for Zhao Mingcheng.
Chapter completed!