C177 Cruelty

"Mr. Jiang has urgent matters to attend to, so he left the letter behind and did not stay. "Even if I wake you up, what can I do?"

Song Zhien was unhappy and thought that his sister did this on purpose: "You must think that those fighting and killing abilities of his are not real abilities, so you didn't let me learn from him. You're the same as Mother, all you want me to do is study and be a bookworm.

Mian Niang nodded his head: "What do you mean by 'proper ability', and what do you mean by 'not true ability'? However, if you learn these things, bullying the weak will no longer be considered as a true ability. Similarly, if you read the gift, then you will be considered as a true skill, and if you read the book, then you won't be able to distinguish right from wrong, even an extremely powerful ability can't be called a true ability. "

"If I don't speak to you, you will only know how to talk to me." If I don't speak to you, then you will only know how to talk to me.

He was the young and old of the family and had always had the right to be willful.

At this time, after hearing his elder sister's words, Mian Niang could only helplessly say "Ah!"

The temper of a half-grown man rose as he pestered Sis A. He wanted her to promise him that if he came back again, she would not hide it from him.

Mian Niang had no choice but to agree after getting bothered by him. However, she said in her heart: If you were to know that your Mr. Jiang was nearby when you woke up last night, who knows how angry you would be.

He knew that he was the only male in this family now, and had always been doing things for Sis A to the best of his abilities.

After such a long time, he had become more and more familiar with the process of making tofu, and there were more and more places that he could help Mian Niang.

Mian Niang's burden was a little lighter, to the point that she felt that the worries that had been pressing on her heart all this while were nothing.

It was just that he did not know how Mr. Jiang would deal with the matters of the Mei Family, or whether there would be any danger.

County City, Gold Coin Lane, Zheng Family.

Inside Zheng Dahu's concubine's room, he was squatting in the corner with his blanket draped over his shoulders.

Zheng Dahu stripped naked and hung from the ceiling.

His tall and sturdy body was exposed, and the white skin of the mountain and sea were tied together into a line, resembling the meat sold in the market.

He bitterly begged the people sitting in the room to take their time and drink a cup of tea.

"Do you know who I am?" The person sitting raised his head, his long and narrow eyes unperturbed, as if the living being hanging by his side was no different from the one he had killed with a single slash last night.

"This is truly funny. You spent a high price to buy my life, yet you do not know who I am."

Zheng Dahu's eyes widened as he looked at the other party in disbelief, "You … You are... "You are …"

"That's right, I am Jiang Ting. Those people of yours did not find the wrong person, it's just that you found the wrong person. They are too weak, they are not my opponents at all."

Jiang Ting's emotions fluctuated a little. The soft sensation of Mian Niang's lips and the frail sensation on his shoulders were still lingering in his mind, causing his mind to be disturbed about, other than this abnormality, his first time touching a woman's body.

He had to find something to distract himself.

He didn't want to let his imagination run wild.

Yet, he still couldn't help but be conflicted. With a physical relationship, he should be responsible for her, right?

Zheng Tong had to rely on himself to open up a path for the officials. Zheng Tong, who had originally only operated a few stores, started a large scale medicine business, and opened two pawnshops. He also opened a casino, and in a single leap, he became one of the richest families in the county, and even the county magistrate had to call him his brother.

The more business he did, the more famous he became, causing the people of the county to gradually forget his real name, and call him Zheng Dahu.

Zheng Tong originally wanted to donate an official's name to him. With an official's position, it would be more convenient to start a business. It was just that he had not found a suitable opportunity.

Everything was still in the process of being planned. After a few attempts, the other party expressed that if he wanted to walk this path, he would have to spend a large amount of money.

He wasn't so heartless as to think of the money and feel sorry for it, but then he thought: Three years in Qingzhi County, a hundred thousand snowflakes.

It would be a good thing if he spent all his money on it in exchange for something that could earn money. In a few years time, he would be filled with money, and with more money, he would become the real Zheng Tong.

Fortunately, he didn't need to plan anything now.

He had also read the story of "rare goods are available", and in his heart, he hoped that he could become Lu Buwei. Thus, in regards to Wu Niang's request, although he hesitated, he still did as he was told.

He had only spent a high price to invite someone to kill, but he did not expect that the person with an ordinary appearance, who would be forgotten in the crowd of people, was actually the Jiang Ting that Wu Niang mentioned before.

He also did not expect that this person would be able to escape him.

"You …" He had originally thought that this was just an ordinary burglar. However, after hearing the other party's name, he became even more frightened.

"What about me? I already know what your Zheng Dahu plans are, and I just don't know what to do. Otherwise, you'll point me in the right direction, and tell me what exactly to do. "

The teacup in his hand shook gently, and a piece of loose tea floated into the cup, gradually sinking into the water.

The tea was warm, like the soft lips of a woman.

There was no killing intent in his eyes, but cold sweat had been dripping down Zheng Dahu's forehead. His heart seemed as if it would jump out of his throat in the next moment.

"Is there some kind of misunderstanding? Mr. Jiang, Grandpa Jiang, Ancestor …"

The man stood up, unsheathed his sword, and pressed the tip of the sword against Zheng Tong's throat, as he said indifferently: "Don't randomly shout, I don't have such a disappointing grandson like you."

Zheng Dahu choked, he did not even dare to pant, as he was afraid that the moment he moved, the sword would pierce through his throat.

Unfortunately, his carefulness did not move the other party, but instead made Jiang Ting even more agitated.

Jiang Ting was not one who would take the initiative to cause trouble, but when he thought about how Mian Niang's entire family had almost died because of him, her mood immediately darkened.

The tip of the sword lightly pierced, causing's throat to immediately bleed.

Seeing this bright red color, Jiang Ting didn't have any thoughts of stopping. On the contrary, he thought about the scene where Mian Niang was scared witless by the dead killers, and killing intent gradually surfaced in her eyes.

"I've come here to think of a way to stop your thoughts. Tell me, what should I do?"

How could Zheng Dahu have any thoughts now? He could only wail incessantly, begging Jiang Ting to spare his life.

"All of this is Mei Wu's will, her wanting to kill you and the Song Family has nothing to do with me. "I was only threatened by her …"

As he spoke, he felt his lower body heat up.

Jiang Ting looked at the yellow liquid that was dripping on the ground, then raised his head, and felt that it was difficult to finish speaking. Thinking back to when Song Zhien had been tied up for an entire afternoon, he had not begged for mercy, let alone when he had lost half his life while being tied up on the long bench by the Mayer's disease Girl.

As an eight foot tall man, he spoke the entire story the moment he saw the blood.

And actually …

Jiang Ting did not know what to say, but he was not in a dilemma now, and only hoped that he could clarify on these matters quickly. The tip of the sword advanced a bit more, and fresh blood flowed even more, as he coldly asked: "Mayer's disease, what else did Mayer's disease say, what else did you plan to say?

After a while, his words were filled with killing intent.

Zheng Tong was extremely afraid. If not for him being hung on his body, he would have long begged for mercy on all fours.

However, he was still hesitating and did not want to admit it all. He knew that if he were to explain everything to them today, it would be difficult for them to keep their lives, not to mention their future prosperity.

Jiang Ting used a little more strength, causing him to immediately burst into tears.

Jiang Ting squinted his eyes, Zheng Tong immediately shuddered, and did not dare to shout again.

Right now, he did not dare to hide anything, and told his plan to Mei Family. However, during this period of time, he tried his best to push all the responsibility onto Mei Family.

There was no helping it, he was afraid of death. If he lost his life, no matter how much wealth he had, it would all be for nothing. With their wealth and prosperity gone, who would care about the lives of their wives?

When the concubine at the corner of the wall heard his words, she trembled even more violently. Where did they get the guts to do such a bold thing? Were they really not afraid that their entire family would be implicated?

She had made up her mind that if she could survive today, she would give them some silver and run away quickly. Regardless of whether this damn thing's plan would work or not, she would not stay to accompany them in death.

Seeing that it was already dawn, the servants and maids began to busy themselves, but no one dared to barge in.

The master and concubine had bad tempers. If they didn't call for anyone, they would barge in and be punished.

Therefore, no one knew that the owner of the mansion was in the dead of the night.

After hearing everything, Zheng Tong did not say a word and started to plead for himself: "Mr. Jiang, please be merciful. You raised your hand and spared my life, I'll do anything you ask me to. "Really, I, Zheng Tong swear that if I say even half a word of lie, I will be struck by lightning."

He pouted his mouth towards Jiang Ting, and indicated for him to look at his concubine who was shivering in the corner: "Look, my concubine's beauty is not bad, if you agree to my method, I'll let her serve you, okay?"

He frowned, with a completely wretched look, he did not see the slightest bit of Zheng Dahu's splendor and grandeur.

"Zheng Tong, you …" The concubine spat onto the ground, pointed at Zheng Tong and was about to curse, but when he met Jiang Ting's gaze, he shrank back and turned his head away in a calm manner.

Jiang Ting snorted lightly, and said: "I don't want your Ten Thousand Chance family's wealth and beautiful concubines, these things of yours, there will naturally be someone who will keep them. I only want you to prove it to me.