The sedan chair bearer had a pale face and was also a little determined. He closed his eyes and waited for death.
But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain coming from his body, so he couldn't help but open his eyes.
At this time, Lin Xiaofeng grabbed Jin Xiaolei's hand holding the fan tightly.
Suddenly, the people watching the fun on the street suddenly became lively. Jin Xiaolei is very famous in this Jinchi City.
His father is the city lord. On weekdays, he has done a lot of things to bully men and women on the street. There are many people he has seen on the street with his own eyes, but they have never seen anyone dare to stop Jin Xiaolei.
At this moment, there was a sudden coaxing sound among the crowd and I couldn't help but start talking.
"Whose slave is this man? He is so bold. Jin Xiaolei dares to stop him if he wants to kill someone."
"That's right? Jin Xiaolei's father is the lord of a city after all. Even if he is a slave to Lord Lin Pingchuan, I'm afraid Lord Lin Pingchuan will sell him for face and will not protect him."
"See how he ends next."
The crowd around suddenly seemed lively.
"Dare you stop me?" Jin Xiaolei looked up and down at Lin Xiaofeng in disbelief. He took a deep breath and said, "No matter who your slave is..."
The Blood-Floating Demon Sword appeared in Lin Xiaofeng's hands, and his eyes stared at Jin Xiaolei's eyes: "Looking for death."
These two words hit Jin Xiaolei's chest. Lin Xiaofeng's eyes gave Jin Xiaolei huge pressure, as if he was in front of Lin Xiaofeng, like a duck-ping. As long as Lin Xiaofeng thought, he would die in his hands at any time.
How could this be? The person in front of him is just a slave, but just a slave from other people's family. He is the son of the city lord. In the world, no slave in the world would be so brave that he would kill a son of the city lord!
Thinking of this, Jin Xiaolei roared and swung the folding fan hard.
The folding fan flew directly towards Lin Xiaofeng's neck. If it were an ordinary person, his head would fall to the ground after the folding fan flew past.
Lin Xiaofeng made an instant move, and the folding fan was divided into two pieces and landed on the ground.
"You dare to destroy my folding fan!" Jin Xiaolei's face changed. He liked this folding fan very much. It was not such a powerful baby, but it was a gift from his father to him.
But then, the Blood-Floating Demon Sword stabbed into his chest.
Lin Xiaofeng pulled it out with a knife, and Jin Xiaolei felt the pain from his chest: "Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts!"
When did Jin Xiaolei suffer such injuries? He was sweating heavily and trembled all over, and saw blood gushing out of his chest with his own eyes.
He kept retreating and hitting the sedan chair. He kept shaking his head and looking at Lin Xiaofeng holding the blood-floating magic knife: "Impossible, how dare you kill me? I am the son of the city lord."
Then his eyes were full of resentment: "Human, my father is the city lord Jin Yifei. If I die, you will definitely not be able to survive! You will die here, and both of you will have to die!"
The more excited he was, the more blood flowed out of his chest. Gradually, he felt his weakness all over and slowly sat on the ground limply.
Jingshui stood next to Lin Xiaofeng, frowned and said, "Actually there is no need to kill him, which will cause us trouble."
Lin Xiaofeng: "When he dared to tease you, he was already a dead person. What's more, Lin Pingchuan didn't dare to do this here. Who gave him the courage of a mere city lord?"
Listening to Lin Xiaofeng's words, Jingshui felt warm in her heart.
In Lin Xiaofeng's eyes, killing a person like Jin Xiaolei is not a big deal like killing a chicken.
But the vendors and passers-by on the street were all scared and their eyes widened.
The human in front of him was so bold that he really dared to kill the city lord's son, and he killed it in front of them.
Many people felt a chill in their necks. Jin Yifei is the city lord here, and the owner here has the supreme right.
Those who watched Jin Xiaolei die might also affect Yuchi. If Jin Yifei blamed them for their fault, why didn’t they stop Lin Xiaofeng?
In the pain of losing his son, no one knows what Jin Yifei would do.
Countless onlookers hurriedly left the place, fearing that they would be associated.
The eight sedan chairmen also stood there. Jin Xiaolei was dead. They were sedan chairmen. No matter what the reason was, they could not escape.
They will be buried with you.
The people on the street have basically escaped, and Lin Xiaofeng looked at the sedan chairmen standing there.
Lin Xiaofeng searched Jin Xiaolei and found a lot of money. He threw it to the sedan chair servants: "You took the money, left Jinchi City, and lived elsewhere."
These sedan chair bearers looked ugly: "This, great, sir, we are Jin Xiaolei's sedan chair bearers. If he died here, we cannot escape. The city lord Jin Yifei will not let us go."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "I killed Jin Xiaolei. Even if Jin Yifei is in trouble, he will find me first."
The sedan chair owner thought, after finding you, will he still catch them back?
However, no one is willing to die, and the eight sedan chair owners are unwilling to stay here for a long time. No matter whether they can escape or not, there is always a glimmer of hope.
Several people left here in a hurry.
"Where are we? Are we waiting for Jin Yifei to come here to trouble us?" Jingshui asked with a blink of an eye.
Lin Xiaofeng shook his head: "If you don't have this time, find a place to live first."
The two walked two streets, came to an inn, and walked in.
As soon as I walked in, everyone inside was discussing.
"Have you heard that? Jin Xiaolei was killed in the street just now."
"Jin Xiaolei, that bastard, deserves how many girls have you ruined."
"Who did you offend me?"
"It's not a big man. I heard that it was killed by humans. Zhizhi, but I didn't expect that humans would dare to kill people."
"I'm afraid Jinchi City is about to set off a bloody storm."
The shopkeeper of this inn is an old man in his sixties who has Aries beards and horns on his head.
The inn naturally heard the discussions of those people. At this time, looking at Lin Xiaofeng and Jingshui, two humans, one man and one woman, trembled all over.
"Stay in a hotel." Lin Xiaofeng said to the inn.
Lin Xiaofeng's voice made many people chatting in the lobby with tea and eyes turned to this side.
One man and one woman, and dressed brightly, isn’t it the one who killed Jin Xiaolei just now?
I just saw Lin Xiaofeng on the street, and some people were running over here.
"You, you are the one who killed Jin Xiaolei." The shopkeeper's heart trembled, and he was also a little scared.
Seeing the shopkeeper's fearful appearance, Jingshui explained from the side: "Shopkeeper, don't worry, we are not a villain who kills people randomly."