Chapter 483

"Bang..."

Meng heting kicked open the door of Yajian. He thought that the beauty of the western regions had become Zhang Shiqing's bag, but he never thought that their clothes were very complete.

Zhang Shiqing glared at him and sat up straight: "what are you doing?"

The beauty of the western regions surrounds the veil on her face and hides behind Zhang Shiqing in panic.

"Beauty, don't be afraid. With me, no one can hurt you."

Zhang Shiqing half narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng heting with disdain: "what? You're still not convinced, are you? "

Meng heting nodded: "that's right. I just don't agree. A son of Jing Zhaoyin also wants to compete with me?"

"You think too simply about it, don't you? If you are wise, you'd better leave here at once. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. "

"Ha ha..."

Zhang Shiqing sneered: "Meng heting, do you still think your Meng family is as prosperous as before? I tell you, as long as I want to, my father can remove your Meng family from Beijing completely with one word. "

"I don't know when it's time to be here to show off."

Meng heting closed his eyes. As he said, the Meng family was not as good as before. Since his leg was broken, he has been going downhill.

But after being depressed in the family for so long, he managed to run out and meet such a beautiful woman without telling his family. He has reached the point of being almost insane.

Eager to spend a good night with the beauties of the western regions, everything else is secondary.

"I'm not afraid to talk big. It seems that you are going to have a stalemate with me to the end? I'll give you some color today. "

As soon as the voice fell, Meng heting couldn't care more. He rushed to Zhang Shiqing and hit him in the face.

Zhang Shiqing's mouth bleeds, but he can't react for a moment. When he comes back to himself, Meng heting has already pressed on him, pinching him by the neck.

"Will you give it to me or not?"

"Cough... Cough..."

Zhang Shiqing struggled hard, but he couldn't speak. His face changed from red to purple, and he was obviously suffocating.

Seeing this, the beauty of the western regions ran out while they were still struggling with each other.

Neither of them knows Kung Fu. They are both pampered by their families and attack each other with brute force.

Because Meng heting took the lead, he was in the upper hand.

Fengxue has been staring at the two wrestling together in the distance. When she sees Zhang Shiqing's more and more powerless struggle, she knows that it's time for her to do it.

Holding a stone in her hand, she controlled her strength and shot at Meng heting.

Meng heting felt nothing when a strong wind came. Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his waist and eyes.

"Hiss..."

He subconsciously grasped the hit place. At this time, Zhang Shiqing finally relieved himself and got up.

He looked around, grabbed a vase and smashed it on Meng heting's head.

Blood flowed down Meng heting's head and dyed half of his face red.

At this time, he can't care about the sharp pain just coming from his waist. Although his legs are not sharp, he is much stronger than Zhang Shiqing.

Meng heting kicked Zhang Shiqing's chest, and he fell back.

Just a broken vase fragments, but one is standing, straight into his heart.

Zhang Shiqing widened his eyes. Until he lost consciousness, he didn't know how he died.

This kind of scene is early in Jin Xiaoxiao's expectation, even if Zhang Shiqing is in the upper hand, Fengxue will also participate in it, let him die in the hands of Meng heting.

This result is not accidental, but inevitable.

Zhang Shiqing fell to the ground * a few times, then no longer alive.

Meng heting was slightly stunned. He never thought of this result. Looking up, he could see the shadow of the beauty of the western regions.

At the beginning of his life, Mr. Zhang was a little complacent when he saw that Enron had found him. He thought that it was time for Enron to repay his kindness, but he didn't think that she had given him a bolt from the blue.

Enron specially emphasized that it was the young master of the Meng family who killed Zhang Shiqing.

Knowing the news, Mr. Zhang's face turned pale and there was no unnecessary nonsense. With his hands, he rushed to yeweiyang with Enron.

They ignored Meng heting, who was lying on the ground shouting. They just looked at him coldly. In less than a quarter of an hour, Mr. Zhang took the army of Yamen servants to yeweiyang.

"Come on, arrest the murderer."

A group of Yamen servants rushed forward, pulling the lame Meng heting out.

Mr. Zhang squatted next to Zhang Shiqing's body. He was stunned for a long time before he slowly held the only son in his arms.

"Oh, my God, why are you doing this to me? What evil have I done? Do you want us to be the last? Why... Why on earth... "

Enron came forward at this time and comforted Mr. Zhang in a soft voice, saying: "Mr. Zhang, people can't come back to life after death. We saw Mr. Zhang killed by Mr. Meng with our own eyes, but we can't help it."

"If we had come forward at the beginning, we would have lost our lives. Please be patient."

Mr. Zhang gradually calmed down, and his fierce anger could be seen in his eyes: "I don't blame you for this. Today, I'm going to let the Meng family know that killing my son is not just killing for life."

Immediately, he picked up Zhang Shiqing's body and left the night with people.

At this time, he closed his eyes thoughtfully and came to Enron: "Miss Enron, I advise you to find someone who understands Fengshui here."

"In less than half a month, two people died in succession. I'm afraid there might be something unclean here."

"Thanks for your reminding. I will pay attention to it."