Wu Song didn't care about these things. When he walked to the bed, without waiting for Ximen Qing to react, he grabbed him with a palm as big as a futon.
Although he had always heard about Wu Song's prowess, Ximen Qing was not willing to sit back and wait for death. He grabbed the wooden pillow behind his back and threw it at Wu Er's face.
He never thought that an ordinary wooden sleeper would be able to put it in. All Ximen Qing wanted was to delay Wu Song so that he could have time to jump out from the window not far from the bedside.
The wooden pillow came with great force, but Wu Er unexpectedly refused to dodge. With his right hand he grasped the wooden pillow easily, and then smashed it back with his backhand.
He came in a hurry and left even more hastily. Before Ximen Qing had taken a few steps, he felt a numbness in his right ankle, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground with an ouch.
It turned out that Wu Song's wooden pillow was aimed directly at his numbness.
Seeing that Ximen Qing had fallen to the ground, Wu Song stepped over in three or two steps, and his big fist couldn't help but hit Ximen Qing's big face, which he claimed to be handsome, headlessly.
At first Ximen Qing tried to resist, but one of them was a ruthless man who could even punch a tiger to death, while the other had long since lost his ability due to years of drinking and debauchery.
During this contest, Wu Song's index finger knuckle lightly brushed against the hidden position of the opponent's elbow, causing Ximen Qing's hands to immediately lose strength.
The powerful punch landed directly on Ximen Qing's cheek, and there were only two bangs. His old face looked like he had opened a soy sauce shop, with purple, green and red spots everywhere.
After punching Ximen Qing several times until his consciousness was about to blur, Wu Song finally stopped in relief.
The purpose of his trip was to vent his anger on his brother, so simply beating him to death was too easy for him.
On the other side, Pan Jinlian, who was left alone on the bed by Ximen Qing's disaster, was trembling as she looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her.
Accustomed to Wu Dalang's humility and submissiveness, she never thought that one day she would be frightened into silence by this man.
"Da... Da Lang, I know I was wrong. Please let me go this time. We can live a peaceful and happy life in the future, is that possible?"
Pan Jinlian immediately knelt down from the bed, hugged Wu Dalang's thigh tightly, and begged bitterly.
As if she remembered something, the vicious woman with a vicious heart suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at Ximen Qing, who was no longer aware of his life or death.
"It's him, it's all him... He seduced me. Even poisoning you with arsenic was his idea. I was forced. Dalang, you have to believe me. I'm innocent."
Perhaps he was shocked by the woman's viciousness and shamelessness. Ximen Qing, who was already a little dazed, suddenly seemed to have used a panacea. He sat up straight, pointed at Pan Jinlian and reprimanded:
"You bitch, it's obvious that you covet my family fortune, so you blame me for all this. Brothers of the Wu family, as long as you are willing to let me go, I... can give you half of it
The family property is given to you!"
That energetic look made Wu Song wonder if he had wasted all his hard work in the past two years.
And Pan Jinlian was not to be outdone. There was only one life-saving straw left at the moment. She was a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist. How could she want Wu Dalang to be moved by Ximen Qing.
Putting on a flattering look and placing her body made of warm jade against Wu Dalang's body, Pan Jinlian said softly and aggrievedly:
"Dalang, you and I have been married for many years, so how can I harm you? He asked me to feed you poison before, and I... I had to come up because of his power, but I couldn't bear to see you die unjustly, so I
If you accidentally spilled the medicine, you have to believe me, Dalang!"
Wu Songduan was dumbfounded. If he hadn't heard his brother tell the story before, he would have almost believed it.
But Wu Dalang still had an expressionless face, quietly watching Pan Jinlian perform.
"You, you...you are so slanderous. You clearly wanted Brother Dalang to die so that he could remarry me. You told me earlier that you would forcefully pour poison into Brother Dalang's mouth later."
Ximen Qing also had a feeling of chest tightness. He had never thought that before, the same red lips were used to taste the beads for him, but now the same mouth was spraying venom on him mercilessly.
A woman's mouth is a liar! Haha, a woman's mouth is a liar!
"You're talking nonsense, I never said such a thing!"
Seeing that Ximen Qing was about to expose herself, Pan Jinlian suddenly became anxious and was about to quibble, but was stopped by Wu Dalang's low shout.
"Are you done?"
Pan Jinlian wanted to say something else, but seeing Wu Dalang's gloomy expression, she had to shut up.
After kicking Pan Jinlian away, Wu Dalang walked towards Ximen Qing step by step with a sharp deboning knife in his hand.
"Young woman, you are killing people. What kind of unconscionable people can do this? Today I want to see if you have any conscience."
Suddenly kicking Ximen Qing to the ground, who was struggling like a dead dog, Wu Dalang stretched out his left foot and stepped firmly on the opponent's abdomen to prevent him from moving.
"Brother Dalang, please forgive me. I...I will give you all my property. I also have several concubines in my house who are like flowers and jade. These are all with you. I beg you, sir, to have a lot of money. Treat me like me."
Just let it go!"
Seeing that the sharp bone-picking knife was getting closer and closer to his chest, Ximen Qing wanted to struggle, but he couldn't find the strength to do so.
As if Wu Dalang didn't hear the other party's begging for mercy at all, he raised the knife and dropped it, and a pool of hot blood splashed on his face, making his honest and honest ugly face look like a ghost.
"ah!!!"
Ximen Qing let out an earth-shattering scream, and the entire sharp bone-picking knife in Wu Dalang's hand had already been plunged into his chest.
"Please let go..."
Until his death, this formerly arrogant man was still pleading to Wu Dalang like a clown.
"Haha, it turns out you also have intentions!"
It took a lot of effort to pull the sharp blade out of Ximen Qing's chest, but Wu Dalang suddenly burst into laughter for no apparent reason.
Pan Jinlian, who was on the side, had long been frightened out of her mind by Ximen Qing's tragic situation. Now when she heard Wu Dalang's nervous laughter, she felt even warmer and became incontinent unconsciously.
"Don't come over...don't come over...oooooooo!"
Whimpering and speaking incomprehensible words, Pan Jinlian tried to crawl back using her hands and feet.
She doesn't know anything now, she just wants to leave the crazy man in front of her as soon as possible.
But facts do not depend on human will. As Pan Jinlian retreated, the distance between her and Wu Dalang was getting closer step by step.
"And you, others say that a man's kindness lasts for a day, but you actually murder your own husband for a wild man whom you have only known for a few days. I want to see how vicious your heart is!"
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The second update is completed, I really don’t have a drop left ~ [Poor.jpg]