Zhang Zhong was hiding under the bridge at this time, but he was actually not far from Lin Yuqing.
People nearby like to use this place as a place to dump garbage. After hiding for a while, the body that was originally just stained with blood was already stained with a frowning smell.
But in the past, Zhang Zhong, who was quite poor and fastidious in the past, didn't care about this at all now. He was full of fear, and there was a trace of confusion on his fat face due to the deception.
"What's going on? Have I lost my mind and gone crazy?"
"When I was beaten, I just gritted my teeth and carried it. The master didn't want my life. Why did he suddenly become so angry and speak out about my wife without hesitation?"
That was the secret he learned after eavesdropping on the conversation between her and his mother-in-law when he went to report something to his wife.
Zhang Zhong originally just wanted to keep this matter in his stomach. After all, if this matter came out of his mouth, he would not only get no benefits, but also cause trouble. Whose house doesn't have this kind of mud-like privacy?
Which family would welcome a slave who exposes the truth?
He had understood this truth for a long time, so why could he suddenly lose control of his bad mouth?
The more Zhang Zhong thought about it, the more annoyed he became. As a servant of the Zhang family, he had been with the master since he was a child. He was one of the servants. Although he did not reach an important position later, he was still trusted, otherwise he would not be able to have it.
The errands of managing the warehouse.
"How could I be so blinded by lard that I said such a thing!"
He didn't think there was anything wrong with him selling things secretly, but he was really upset about the fact that he had shouted out that the young master was someone else's son. Once this kind of scandal was involved, no matter whether it was found to be true or false in the end,
He has no good fruit to eat.
"Hey! I hope I can spare my life after I calm down!"
"What's wrong with me? Could it be that I've been poisoned?" Thinking about it carefully, there's nothing special about these past few days. It's just the same as before, meeting some people and drinking some wine.
"Even if there were two strangers, they were just trying to get close, and they didn't even drink."
"Could it be..."
Suddenly, two bloody faces appeared in front of him, and Zhang Zhong couldn't help but shudder: "A Sheng, it's none of my business. I just wanted to win the master's trust, so I reported it."
"Who would have thought that the master would be so angry that he would beat you and Haizhu to death?"
"Don't come looking for me. Don't come looking. I'll burn paper and chant sutras for you when I get out."
I was sighing and thinking wildly under the bridge when suddenly a piece of paper flew down from the bridge and landed in front of Zhang Zhong.
When Zhang Zhong saw it, he reached out to take it, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it.
Originally, I just squatted here for too long and was really bored. But after seeing this, I almost lost my mind.
Suddenly, his butt was burned by the fire, and he ran out after a while, jumped out of the bridge hole, and shouted: "It wasn't me, I didn't post it, I was wronged!"
This injustice was raised in a long voice, just like singing in an opera, which frightened the passers-by around. When they saw it was a beggar, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "You're crazy. If you don't want to live, just jump off the bridge. Why are you howling?"
Zhang Zhong ignored the gazes of passers-by. He could clearly see the handwriting on it, which was clearly his own, and the signature was Zhang Zhong's name, indicating that he was being hunted for the scandal of exposing Zhang Shilang, and in his heart
Not angry, in order to retaliate, he wrote down everything he knew and posted it all over the city to clear up the atmosphere.
What a terrible thing!
Zhang Zhong is not stupid. If such things are allowed to happen to him, I am afraid that not only the master wants to kill him, but also all the powerful people in the capital will hate him to the bone and want to kill him.
Then quickly.
Not far away, there were two people approaching here with their front and rear legs.
One person was whispering: "This area is relatively remote, and ordinary people live there. If the evil slaves really fled here, or maybe they settled nearby temporarily, there are people watching the city gate, but there are no people there yet."
The news of his leaving means that this evil slave must still be in the city."
"I'm afraid that if he hides in those people's houses, it will be more troublesome to search them one by one." Another person frowned.
"I'm afraid he doesn't have the courage. If he is just a runaway slave, that's all. He is so bold that he posted notices everywhere. Who in this city doesn't know that there are runaway slaves who are being hunted? Anyone who dares to break into a house
If you go, someone will take it."
"As for the rich and powerful, he doesn't even dare to do it. Who doesn't hate this kind of slave? If you catch him, you will die!"
As the two of them were talking, they were startled by the sound of "injustice". Who was singing at this time? The person who had spoken earlier looked up. By coincidence, they saw Zhang Zhong jumping out of the bridge hole. His expression changed at this moment.
Change: "Lao Yu, we are very lucky. Didn't we get hit by this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed over and restrained Zhang Zhong within two strokes.
Seeing Zhang Zhong holding a roll of paper in his hand, he already guessed something. He took it out and unfolded it, then cursed: "You are a traitorous slave, you still want to continue posting?"
When Lao Yu saw it, his expression was gloomy. He ignored Zhang Zhong's cries of injustice and said directly: "This man can't be kept. We can't go to court and let him say things he shouldn't have said."
Not far away, another government official saw this scene and ran over. There were also people nearby who noticed the movement and poked their heads in this direction, seemingly curious.
Lao Yu immediately winked at his companion, who deliberately let go of Zhang Zhong's hand, took advantage of Zhang Zhong's gesture to get up, and shouted: "How dare you commit murder!"
With a "pop", Zhang Zhong's forehead was slapped with a palm.
Just a muffled groan was heard, and in an instant, Zhang Zhong was bleeding from all his orifices, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground without breathing.
"Lao Yu, your Yinsha Palm is getting more and more powerful." The companion put the roll of paper back in his hand before it lost its vitality.
Just then, the government officials arrived, and a policeman shouted: "Who is it? What happened?"
This man was a middle-aged dark man, with a slightly open collar, revealing a row of black buttons, and a pair of fast boots. He was waiting to come closer. When he saw that he was the dead Zhang Zhong, he couldn't help but be shocked. He knew both of them.
: "Old Yu, Old Wu, what are you doing?"
Even if he is the backbone of the Golden Snake Gang, he usually has a lot of filial piety, but he cannot beat people to death in public. This makes it difficult for him to do it!
"This man is Zhang Zhong." Lao Yu just said one sentence, and the catcher immediately understood. Seeing the corpse still holding a roll of paper in his hand, he picked it up and took a look.
"Zhang Zhong is really the number one rebellious slave in the world, he really has the guts, the guts!"
To be honest, the head catcher really admires him. For thousands of years, who has ever heard of such a slave who dares to betray his master?
With such courage, the head catcher has to ask himself if anything could happen!