Several tall men came down from the slide one after another. They were all dressed in the same clothes and gave off the aura that no strangers should enter.
The man who came down last was vaguely tall and broad in the dark night, and his breath of deep cold was three cents colder than the cold wind in the middle of the night.
"Master, it's right here."
The person who spoke was none other than Lu Zeng, and the man supported by such people was undoubtedly Tang Jinteng.
Tang Jinteng had a sullen face, staring at the dark town at the foot of the mountain like a hawk or a wolf, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.
Looking for the mountain road to go down the mountain, a group of people came down the mountain in a menacing manner, like a tiger coming out of its cage after being trapped for many days. It was extremely scary.
The hotel clerk who was napping at the front desk looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him. The boss was startled. Did they look like people from vampire movies? They all stood in a row, uniformly dressed in black.
The same tall man with a zombie face.
"You, you..."
Someone ran down from upstairs and shouted from afar:
"Mr. Lu..."
He was probably a little confused when he saw this formation, and said in a low voice:
"It's upstairs, follow me."
Tang Jinteng went upstairs, followed by Lu Zeng, Guan Cheng and Suo He. The rest were all standing downstairs. After the man from Guomu went upstairs, he tapped his fingers on the front desk:
"Beauty, you have to work overtime. It's a hard job..."
Upstairs, the two people leading the way were also a little scared. Why did so many people suddenly appear out of thin air? Qingcheng is not close to Phoenix City. Is it possible that there was a fight over here?
"Master Tang took the young lady in and hasn't come out until now. She must have fallen asleep..."
A person in front said, feeling quite helpless. If something really happens to this young man, even if people from thousands of miles away fly over, they won't be able to stop it.
No one responded. At this moment, these words were taboo. Whoever answered would be unlucky.
The two people in front stopped at a door. In this small town's guest house, the door was opened with a regular lock. The man who led the way didn't know what he had picked up. He picked at the keyhole and held it for a few seconds.
The bell door opened.
Tang Jinteng blocked everyone away, turned on the lights in the room, and walked in vigorously.
Don't let him see things he shouldn't see...
Striding forward, the two of them were indeed lying on the bed. However, Tang Jingtao had already sat up, and was probably still half asleep. He closed his eyes and did not realize what was going on.
Tang Jinteng was angry and sullen. Fortunately, he was well dressed!
But even so, it could not eliminate the anger in his heart, and he immediately shouted angrily:
"Master Tang took away a valuable piece of calligraphy and painting from me, sold it, and took it out for questioning. We must get a result!"
"Yes, Mr. Tang!"
When people from outside rushed in, the two who opened the door ran the fastest.
Probably those two people were not affiliated with Tang Jinteng, so they wanted to earn performance and ran away quickly.
He ran in and grabbed Tang Jingtao and dragged him away.
"Third uncle..." Tang Jingtao's face turned pale with fright. The most important thing was shock. He was so panicked that he didn't know how to react at all.
There's such a big movement, and if Xin Yi doesn't wake up, that's really a problem.
He climbed up, his body trembling subconsciously:
"What are you going to do? Where are you going to take Jingtao?"
I took one look at Tang Jinteng's horrifying expression, which was no different from wanting to eat someone. Without caring about anything, he turned over and rolled under the bed.
Want to run!
"close the door!"
Tang Jinteng shouted loudly, and the door outside was immediately closed.
Tang Jinteng walked towards Xin Yi, taking off his clothes as he walked, throwing his formal clothes on the ground one by one until his entire muscular body was exposed.
Xin Yi's pupils were trembling. When she felt the menacing and terrifying aura coming towards her, Xin Yi was so frightened that she didn't know anything and ran out screaming.
Tang Jinteng stretched out his long arms, lifted her up and threw her onto the bed.
"What doesn't satisfy you that makes you steal people outside? Huh?" Tang Jinteng's voice sounded like it was coming from hell, and it was extremely cold and cruel.
He started tearing her clothes off with his hands, which were as strong as an ox. How could Xin Yi resist her?
She still had some ability to compete with Tang Jingtao, but he didn't have the strength to even move.
"No, Tang Jinteng doesn't want it...please, don't do this, don't..."
She screamed, cried and begged, but he still stripped her naked in a few strokes. The two faced each other sincerely. Tang Jinteng grabbed her clothes, tied her hands together, and tied her to the head of the bed.
He clasped her kicking legs with both hands and looked down at her expression of shame and anger.
"Tang Jinteng...Tang Jinteng, I will hate you, I will hate you..."
Tang Jinteng straddled her body and folded the person up. The heavy weapon slammed into her body like an awl, splitting the person in half.
When she was angry, she didn't follow her normal position, which was a posture that she couldn't accept in the past.
Outside the door, Tang Jingtao was severely beaten and bruised. He hit the door with his body several times, but was stopped every time.
"Master Tang, you should confess to the truth. Who did you sell the painting that you took away from Master Tang?" Lu Zeng's voice was a little cold, and he acted cruelly to the two people as if he didn't see it.
"What bullshit calligraphy and painting are all your excuses for killing people! If you can, kill me today, otherwise I will not let any of you go!"
Don’t forget who his father is and who his grandfather is!
"Hey, he's still being tough? Hit him. He just beats the dead and buries them in the back of the mountain. Are you afraid of who knows?"
After another beating and kicking, Wan Cheng turned around and walked away. This matter had nothing to do with him. When the time came for the uncle to question him, he would not care.
Suo He couldn't stand it and said:
"Avoid important parts!"
Even Master Tang wouldn't be able to do anything if he was beaten to death. This violent beating was just to make Master Tang angry.
What calligraphy and painting are not calligraphy and painting is just what I said casually.
"Master Tang, don't blame us for being cruel. We have done something wrong and should be punished. Master Tang thinks you are his nephew, so he doesn't do anything. But we are working for Master Tang, and we have to say this for him.
How disgusting. Besides, the people here today are all your uncles, and it is only natural for the elders to educate the younger ones!"
Suo He spoke up at the right time and said, when he meant it, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. There is no point in blaming anyone for this matter. The only blame is on you for coveting Mr. Tang's things.
Is that yours?
How dare you snatch a woman from Mr. Tang?
How funny!
Tang Jinteng has been holding back and not taking action, just to see what tricks you can do in Maotou Boy. Do you really think that your uncle is incompetent?
A beating would be too light for you, but if it were someone else, you wouldn't be able to keep your health intact even if you were alive.
Outside, Tang Jingtao was beaten so hard that he kept screaming in pain, while inside, Xin Yi was made to cry bitterly. No matter how much she begged for mercy, it was to no avail.
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