Song Huiyue listened to Zhang Xutang's eloquent talk and suddenly thought of Yin Xiao.
Yin Xiao has always been very direct. One moment he wants to kill this, the next he wants to scratch that, and even if it doesn't work, he has to break a leg.
He doesn't know how to plot or strategize, but he is very effective in being straightforward.
He can also vent his anger very well.
She bared her teeth, looked at Zhang Xutang, suddenly rushed towards him, knocked him to the ground, held him down with both hands, aimed at his neck, and bit down hard.
Zhang Xutang started barking "ouch", dodging left and right, kicking and hitting her, and asked others to pull her away.
With a three-pronged approach, the guards swarmed up and tried their best to pull Song Huiyue away.
However, Song Hui's Crescent Moon had a sharp mouth and would not let go of Zhang Xutang.
Her eyes were filled with fierceness, and she wanted to bite through Zhang Xutang's neck, eat his flesh, drink his blood, bite him to death and swallow him into her belly.
Zhang Xutang pinched Song Huiyue's hair, and the painful veins burst. He even heard the "gurgling" sound in Song Huiyue's throat, as if his blood was really flowing down.
Fortunately, Xiao Wei was smart and reached out his hand in the chaos, grabbed Song Huiyue's chin, and removed her chin with a click.
Song Huiyue couldn't help but let go of her mouth. There was blood between her mouth and mouth, and her face was stained by the blood, so it was extremely black and extremely red, and her hair was disheveled, making people shiver involuntarily.
Her mouth was loosened, but her hands and feet could still move, especially the ten onion-like fingers with shallow nails on them, which she scratched hard at Zhang Xutang's eyes.
Zhang Xutang had not yet fully breathed, and in a hurry, he only had time to turn his head and let her claws scratch three long bloody marks on his face.
With another cry of pain, the guards tore Song Huiyue off Zhang Xutang's body. With a "tear" sound, Song Huiyue pulled a piece of Zhang Xutang's clothes away.
The guards quickly took her away and away from Zhang Xutang.
Zhang Xutang curled up on the ground and covered his neck. The wound felt as if it had been burned by fire. The pain could not help but penetrate into his head, and even his teeth began to hurt.
He didn't know that Song Huiyue was so tough and tough, suffering severe physical and mental pain, especially that her soul was so hurt that she almost hid.
Song Huiyue was even more embarrassed than him, with blood and saliva dripping down her face, but she looked calm and felt very happy.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. She is not a gentleman, but a villain - a villain takes revenge all day long.
Without any instructions, Xiaowei took out the fire folding bag, shook it gently, and a cluster of flames immediately lit up.
He held the fire and squatted down to look at Zhang Xutang's wounds.
The neck was bloody and bloody, with two neat rows of tooth marks on the wound. A piece of flesh was almost uprooted, which was very shocking.
In comparison, the few blood stains on his face are negligible, and they only temporarily flaw Zhang Xutang's handsome face.
Xiao Wei quickly found the golden sore medicine he carried with him, sprinkled it on a clean handkerchief, and applied it to Zhang Xutang.
Zhang Xutang shivered in pain, and his hands and feet shrank up like cramps. After the pain, he sat up and gasped, then held Xiao Wei's hand and stood up slowly.
Looking at Song Huiyue, he was so angry that he felt dizzy and wanted to give her a knife.
Fortunately, his mind was still clear, and he knew that Song Huiyue could not die yet, but he could not be so angry. His eyes rolled around twice, and he laughed out loud, not hiding his anger.
"Xiaowei, give her some color to see."
Xiao Wei signaled the person holding Song Huiyue to let go, rolled up his sleeves, walked up to her, and punched her in the abdomen without hesitation.
Song Huiyue groaned and fell back four or five steps.
Zhang Xutang walked forward, raised his leg high, gently landed on Song Huiyue's belly, and then crushed her twice: "Trying to play with the temper of an official's wife with the young master? I really thought that the young master wanted to use you.
What can I do to you?"
"Bah!" Song Huiyue simply fired back.
Zhang Xutang sneered and said: "Go and take Mrs. Song to the old place and let her change clothes for Mrs. Song!"
Then he looked at Song Huiyue, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, smiled proudly, and shouted like a child: "You are so good, you are not afraid of death, it doesn't matter, you want to play tricks, I will accompany you to the end, you
If you don't obey, I will torture your mother. I can torture people in many more ways than you!
I can also bite, but if I don’t bite you, I will bite your mother!”
He felt that the last sentence he said was very unwise, as if he was angry with Song Huiyue, like a child, but he couldn't help it anymore, and his head was spinning with anger.
This Song Huiyue is so annoying!
Tonight had just begun, and she had already caused him two problems, making him feel that the night was as long as a whole year had passed.
While he and Song Huiyue were having a quarrel, the Song family fell into a brief calm.
Zhan Shizhao stayed in the courtyard and ignored the people in the room. He only waited for the time to come and took action immediately.
Yin Xiao was still standing outside the door curtain, bending one leg and kicking on the wall, crossing his arms, looking at everyone with eager eyes.
In the room, Mrs. Song closed her eyes to rest, while the two aunts stared with bloodshot eyes, their noses were tightly stuffed, and they were very uncomfortable.
During the waiting time, fear and fear gradually sank, numbness rose, and temporarily gained the upper hand.
Aunt Lin woke up and had a runny nose, and confessed her true feelings to Aunt Wang: "Actually, I released that parrot of yours. Its scream is really unpleasant."
Aunt Wang smiled shyly: "The master also said it was unpleasant."
The parrot's cry was really hoarse and mocking. Listening to it sing a song, it was like ten children crying around someone.
Mrs. Song coughed twice, and Aunt Lin stood up quickly to give her some relief.
Aunt Liu went to pour tea and said, "Madam, the tea is cold."
"How can I drink it when it's cold? My wife is already cold," Aunt Lin opened the curtain with the teapot and shouted to Zhan Shizhao, "Man in charge, please give us some hot water."
Zhan Shizhao was indifferent.
It doesn't matter whether a dying person drinks cold water or hot water.
"Say it nicely," Aunt Wang walked to the door and smiled at Zhan Shizhao, "Master, please do me a favor. Our wife is not feeling well. Just drink some hot water. There is it in the kitchen."
Zhan Shizhao turned a deaf ear and even closed his eyes.
Mrs. Song was still coughing, but after something unexpected happened, her coughing became even worse, as if she had to cough out her lungs before she could finish. She squeezed out some sounds from her coughing and asked them to come back.
Aunt Lin cursed angrily, and just as she was about to take her hand back, Yin Xiao, who was motionless, stood up, took the teapot from Aunt Lin's hand, and walked to the kitchen.
He didn't move. As soon as he moved, Zhan Shizhao and his guards stood up and looked at him murderously.
Zhan Shizhao shouted angrily: "Don't move!"
Yin Xiao raised his leg very coldly, while the tips of the four knives were all pointed at him.
At the same time, Aunt Lin exclaimed: "Yinxiao, forget it!"