Soon, a torch appeared in the village.

Zhang Liang lived far away. When he ran for a firewood knife, the village chief had taken people to control the scene.

Looking at the blood stains in the yard and the bald head on the ground, Zhang Liangxin could not help but tighten.

When I saw Jin Feng standing in the crowd, I was slightly relieved, holding the hunter and asked: "Lao Liu, what's going on?"

"Xie Guang took someone to Jinfeng's house to steal the east, hit Tang Dongdong, and hit it."

"It's Xie Guang again!"

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth and asked: "Where is that bastard?"

"Well!"

Chen Laoliu refers to Xie Guang, who has been tied up.

"Is that Xie Guang?"

It's not that Zhang Liang's eyes are not good, but Jin Feng's stool is too hard.

Xie Guang's nose was smashed flat, and his face was all blood. Most people really couldn't recognize it.

"Now that I caught this bastard, what are you doing?"

When a thief encountered a thief in the village, it was usually killed directly.

Not to mention this situation tonight.

"The village chief said to send officials."

Chen Laoliu whispered: "It is estimated that the village chief will not go down. After all, Xie Guang's father was the soldier who was with the village chief."

"He can't get off, I come!"

Jin Feng has never killed people, but Zhang Liang came down from the battlefield. He had seen blood that year.

For him, it is no different from killing chickens.

No, he will be excited to kill only chickens.

Because you can eat meat.

"Don't go!"

Chen Lao Liu took Zhang Liang: "Anyway, this kid can't live, why dirty hands, and the village chief."
Chapter completed!