Chapter 19 You are already dead--

Liang Pengfei grabbed the short blade and took the knife back on Master Cai's hand. The miserable cry of Master Cai was like a donkey who was about to be slaughtered.

"I let you sneak attack, let you stab me with a knife, let you sell people, let you drink..." Liang Pengfei is like a father who teaches prodigal children. Master Liang is not stupid. If there is a life lawsuit, it will be a big trouble, but he can't make this guy feel better, so he takes the back of the knife. Young Master Cai, who shrank his head in his arms, greeted him and cursed loudly.

One of the thwarms of Qinghuan Pavilion wiped the blood foam from the corners of his mouth and quietly touched the corner of the sister and brother, as if to want to take hostages. It's still about ten steps away from the sister and brother, and a cold voice came to my ears: "Try to rush forward again?"

The threcker suddenly turned around and saw that the short blade in Liang Pengfei's hand was against Master Cai's throat, with a joking and provocative smile on his face. His eyes were cold and frozen the slayer into ice, frozen in place. He didn't know whether to enter or retreat.

" Stop, stop it." At the corner of the street, the Western carriage that had been parked there for a long time came this way. The driver seemed to have been instructed by the passengers in the car, shouting and strangling the horse's head.

The tall horse hissed, his four hooves were trampled, and the car stopped steadily in the center of the street. While grasping a ruffian lying on the ground, Monk Chen, who was splashed with blood foam, wiped the blood stains and sweat splashed on his face by others. He raised his head and looked at the carriage. At this time, none of the seven or eight people on the other side could stand up. All of them lay on the ground and moaned. Bai Shusheng vomited blood. He was also punched and kicked several times just now, but he wasted the hands of the ruffian who hit him.

The window of the Western carriage showed a familiar young and beautiful face, which made Liang Pengfei have a headache. It turned out to be Pan Bingjie, the eldest daughter of the Pan family.

The driver opened the door and stood aside. When Pan Bingjie came down, she saw the cold short blade in Liang Pengfei's hand pointing at the throat of the second young master of the Cai family. She couldn't help staring her eyes widened in surprise and let out a low cry.

"Put down the knife quickly. It's going to kill people." Miss Pan screamed, a pair of black apricot eyes were round, and the cherry mouth was enough to stuff an egg.

Liang Pengfei saw Pan Bingjie's expression and thought of teasing. He took a knife on the neck of Master Cai Er, blew a breath in his ear, and learned from the cool expression and tone of the brother in the Big Dipper's fist: "Kid, you are dead." The young master Cai only felt a cold in his neck. Hearing this again, his spirits flew. His eyes turned over, and his buttocks collapsed on the ground. Soon a fishy smell emanated from his body.

Liang Pengfei couldn't help retreatingly for several steps: "I said, Master Cai, you are too funny, aren't you? I am a good citizen. How can I kill people in the city? Tut-t-t-tt... It's a pity that you are dressed."

Miss Pan, who had just mentioned her throat, was relieved, but she felt that it was really not coming. She raised her white and tender fingers and pointed at Liang Pengfei. You couldn't hold a complete word for a long time. You glanced at the scene with a pair of talking eyes, as if you were blaming Liang Peng. Fei and the second young master of the Pan family are both daughters who bully men and women, and they like to use their fists to reason.

Pan Xiaojia, who decided not to talk to hooligans, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose and bypass the smelly second young master of the Pan family, and walked straight to the sister and brother who were shrinking in the corner.

"Young master, Miss Pan will treat you as a bad person again, will she?" Bai Shusheng walked to Liang Pengfei's side, sucked his nose and whispered.

"Say your grandma's, the messenger of justice who acted bravely for justice actually made this little lady's skin a hooligan who bullied men and women. What kind of world is this? Forget it, go my way and let the little mother misunderstand. Liang Pengfei was resented.

Hearing the young master's scoundrel's inner emotion, Bai Shusheng, who was about to light a cigarette, almost poked the fire into the nose of the monk Chen.

"K boy, you have made a big deal with our Cai family. Wait, there will be good fruits for you." When a thream saw that Liang Pengfei and others wanted to leave, he quickly left a cruel word to show his loyalty and fearlessness.

Liang Pengfei didn't say a word. He went straight to the guy and rolled back several times with one kick of the loyal and brave hitman who had not been in a good posture.

He patted his buttocks and turned around. When he saw Pan Bingjie, Liang Pengfei knew that Pan Bingjie, who had an excessive sense of justice, would definitely deal with the rest of the matter. Why should he stay here?

Pan Bingjie happened to look back at this time again. Seeing Liang Pengfei's big foot, she couldn't help staring at apricot eyes. This guy's real name was really shameless, dirty and rude. Pan Bingjie made several footnotes on Liang Pengfei's impression in a row.

"Young master, what's wrong with you..." The ruffians stumbled to the young master's side. The disgusting smell almost made them stop breathing. In resentment, they followed the backs of Liang Pengfei's three masters and servants with frightened eyes, but no one dared to summon up the courage to stop them. Live with them and avenge the young master.

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"Who are they? Check them for me! Young master, I'm going to let them peel off their skin. In the shop just now, Master Cai Er, who had changed his clothes, sat on the back chair and roared in a hissentful face, with his resentful eyes and the blue-purple bruises, just like a demon who had just climbed out of the blood pool.

"Second young master, I just heard Miss Pan call that guy's name, Liang Pengfei." One of the teeth lost several swollen mouths and stammered like two sausages.

"...Young master, we'd better make a living in this matter." Another servant stood up and said carefully.

"Well, your mother took the wrong medicine?! I ate a lot today. Do you still want me to put up with it?!" Master Cai turned his eyes and slapped him.

The servant with a red mark on his face was wronged: "Young master, that's not what the little one means. The little one remembers that he once met the big man. He was the subordinate of the old Haixiao."

"What are you talking about?!" The young master Cai couldn't help but be stunned, and the expression on his face also changed a little. You mean Liang Haixiao?

"Well, that's right, the little one also remembers. Both of them are Liang Haixiao's right-hand men. This boy's surname is also Liang, and Miss Pan can know him. This..." Another ruffian's face looks like a yellow-faced woman who has just asked for 70 or 80 years old with a fox smell.

"Son of a bitch, why didn't you say it earlier?!" Master Cai Er's mouth was almost crooked, but when he saw the face of his men, he touched the injured face, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Wait, isn't it just a merchant of pirate origin? This is Guangzhou City, not on the sea. It's on business. Everyone looks at my Cai family's face, ride a donkey to read the songbook, and wait and see.

Liang Pengfei didn't know that in Pan Bingjie's car, there was a discussion about other people's character.

"The benefactor is not a bad guy." The little boy shook his head stubbornly, thinking that what the beautiful sister in front of him was not right.

"Little guy, he is no different from another group of people. He doesn't want to buy you with money." Miss Pan thought she was self-righteous. She felt that she seemed to have done another chivalrous woman who drew a knife to help her, and a trace of pride appeared on her little face.

"Miss Pan, the benefactor didn't buy us just now. He just sent this silver ticket to let our sister and brother bury their father and go back to have a good time." Bao Zai's sister said timidly.

Miss Pan, who was falling into the crooked, couldn't help but be stunned: "I clearly saw them fighting there."

"The one surnamed Cai wanted to buy my sister to Qinghuan Pavilion, and he was only willing to pay ten taels of silver, and no one else was allowed to come forward. Many people beat their servants..." The little boy said the matter in an orderly manner. Miss Pan didn't know where to put her little face. However, she still said firmly, "Don't be confused by his appearance. Maybe he just wants to get your favor first, and then..." Miss Pan is still a girl who has not left the cabinet. She doesn't know much about that kind of thing, so she really doesn't know after thinking about it for a long time. How to describe that kind of thing between a man and a woman?

"So complicated? Then why don't he just pay for the little girl? The girl heard the fog and whispered such a sentence in the blink of an eye. Miss Pan couldn't even fart for a long time, and her blushed almost caught up with the paint painted on the frame.

"That guy always has bad intentions when he looks at people. He must be a bad guy. Although something has been hidden from me, in short, there must be a conspiracy." Miss Pan angrily gave an argument to Master Liang's character.

The sister and brother curled their lips secretly. Although the beautiful young lady in front of them was also very chivalrous, they seemed to be a little narrow-minded.

"Sir, you don't care whether you care or not." As soon as Ye Shi, who was middle-aged, but still beautiful, came to the door, she saw Liang Yuanxia sitting in a rocking chair, comfortably talking about a white cigarette and spitting out the fog. She couldn't help taking a deliberately heavy step into the door.

"Ha ha, madam, who is messing with you?" Liang Yuanxia stood up and looked at his wife's angued face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help bending.

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PS: It's almost done. Let's do it on Sunday. There will be two updates on Sunday. If possible, work hard to update three times.

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