Chapter 163 Gunshots in the Dark!

After the banquet, it was already night. The moon in the sky was shining, and it was as cool as water, which made Liang Pengfei, who was sweating in the governor's mansion, feel extra refreshing. He took the rein handed over by the monk Chen, hummed a song in his mouth, and led Bai Shusheng and monk Chen to the Liang's house with high spirits. He just turned to Liang. At the corner of the street where the house was located, Liang Pengfei saw a Western carriage parked at the entrance of the alley. A beautiful woman was leaning against the window with the curtain rolled up and slanting at the bright starry sky.

After hearing the sound of hoofs, the beautiful woman in the car looked this way and happened to hit Liang Pengfei's sight. Both of them couldn't help but be stunned.

It was the pretty person in the car who reacted first. The joy on his face was hidden at any time, and his eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, were gradually covered by the thick eyelashes.

The curtain hung down, and then the door of the car slowly opened. Pan Bingjie, who was dressed in a yellow dress, came down from the car. Tingting stood under the car, and her thin waist was like weaving. The autumn water eyes overflowing with faint resentment looked at Liang Pengfei who appeared at the corner of the street.

Liang Pengfei jumped off the horse, threw the rein in his hand to Monk Chen, and motioned them to retreat a little. He went to Pan Bingjie and stood still. Looking at this resentful beautiful man, Liang Pengfei squeezed out a smiling face with a guilty heart: "Why are you here?"

"Your father came to my father the day before yesterday and told me about you..." Pan Bingjie's pink face was white under the moonlight, and the teeth hidden between the wet red lips reminded people of the crystal pearls. I'm waiting here today. I just want to ask you if you don't like me, so I can find such excuses and reasons to presuff.

The plump cherry lips pouted stubbornly, and Qiushui's eyes were like springs that could not bear too much sadness. In the mooring place, the tears flowed out of beautiful eyes, and the pretty face like crystal rouge jade slid down and splashed on the skirt.

Seeing this scene, Liang Pengfei was full of heartache. In the first half of the step, he held on to Pan Bingjie's gentle softness, raised his hand awkwardly, and looked a little clumsily wiping the tears on Pan Bingjie's face. Don't cry. How can I not like you? You know, your father asked you to be married to me the other day. You don't know how happy I am.

Hearing Liang Pengfei's gentle words, Pan Bingjie not only did not stop crying, but cried more vigorously, so that Liang Pengfei did not have a chance to speak at all. Not far away, Liang Fu had already heard the strangeness here, and the people looked sideways at him, which made Liang Pengfei extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei suddenly felt cold all over his body. The hand that had originally held Pan Bingjie suddenly stretched forward and wrapped it on Pan Bingjie's slender waist, which shocked Pan Bingjie, who was crying vigorously. A pair of foggy apricot eyes stared round, and her red lips were slightly open. It seemed that she was Liang Pengfei, a thick-skinned hooligan, was scared by this extremely presumptuous behavior in public.

Liang Pengfei clenched Pan Bingjie's slender waist regardless. Pan Bingjie felt that Liang Pengfei's evil face was suddenly enlarged in her sight, and then she felt that it was dark in front of her, and she was held off the ground by Liang Pengfei.

And at this moment, Pan Bingjie's ear suddenly heard several crisp and shocking gunshots across the night sky, and then he heard Liang Pengfei, who was hugging him, snorted and fell to the ground with his arms.

Then, he heard the roar of the white scholar and the monk Chen, the noise of the people outside the Liang Mansion, and the impact of the blade. Pan Bingjie took advantage of the moonlight to see the situation in front of her. Liang Pengfei, who was still holding his slender waist tightly, looked a little pale and saw herself. After delivering his past eyes, he squeezed out a smile.

But when she saw the blood gushing out of the wound on Liang Pengfei's shoulder and neck, Pan Bingjie suddenly completely covered it... In Liang's house, dozens of plagiaristsmen with knives and guns rushed out of this way, and the next moment, they surrounded Liang Pengfei and Pan Bingjie. Their muzzle and swords were all outward, and their murderous blood-red eyes were still ferocious than the lone wolf in the moon night.

At this time, Pan Bingjie could no longer care about the girl's reservedness. Tears were surging like a flood without an embankment. She took out a white silk handkerchief from her arms in a panic, pressed hard on the wound on Liang Pengfei's shoulder and neck, and tried to call the name of her beloved, as if she was afraid that he would follow him. Disappeared from my sight.

Liang Pengfei put his hand on the back of Pan Bingjie's hand and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Don't cry, I'm fine."

"You bleed, shed a lot of blood..." Pan Bingjie's voice was like the nightingale's sadness, and the tears in her eyes patted Liang Pengfei's chest like pearls. She couldn't wait to be hurt herself, and she hated that she was still doubting the love of the people in front of her.

"I didn't die, I was slightly injured, and I can't die." Liang Pengfei moved away Pan Bingjie's hand and pressed the silk handkerchief tightly. The heat and pain from his shoulders and neck and buttocks made him gasp.

If I hadn't seen the firelight fired by the musket behind me through the window of the carriage, and if I hadn't dodged fast enough, I might have let the shot hit the cervical spine and be killed. If I hadn't taken the opportunity to pull Pan Bingjie to the ground at that time, my height was just as high as my chin, and Pan was emotional. Bingjie couldn't avoid this sinister and vicious shot at all. Maybe she would die in front of her eyes.

At this time, someone has quickly taken out Jinchuang medicine from his arms and wanted to apply it to Liang Pengfei. He was stopped by Liang Pengfei, but asked people to hurry back home to take spirits to wash his wound first and then bandage it. He didn't want to die of wound infection. In this era, there was no tetanus injection for himself.

Just as those people were disposing and dressing Liang Pengfei's wounds, the official Liang, who got the news, rushed out untidyly and saw Liang Pengfei's bloody appearance. Liang's legs were weak, and he almost staggered to the ground.

"God bless, it's just a skin injury. The bullet hits your left shoulder and neck. If you go another inch to the right... Which bastard did it?" Official Liang broke away from the men who came to help him, rushed to Liang Pengfei and looked up and down carefully, making sure that Liang Pengfei only had a wound on his shoulder and neck, and there was nothing serious about the bandage, so he was a little relieved. However, the official Liang couldn't help roaring. This is the only seedling of his old Liang's family. How can he be secretly attacked like this at his own door? How can the officials of Liang not be annoyed?

"Dad, I'm fine. I just scratched my skin. Don't worry. My mother will come later. You have to scare her by yelling like this." Liang Pengfei said with the pain from the wound.

"Fortunately, your mother went to your uncle's house. If you see you like this, I don't know what you will worry about." Liang Yuanxia suppressed her anger and comforted Pan Bingjie, who was standing next to Liang Pengfei. Her beautiful eyes had already cried a little red and swollen.

"Young master, if you run two, you will catch these two bastards." At this time, Monk Chen, with a face of grief, indignation and chagrin, threw a man in black who had been removed on the ground fiercely.

And Bai Shusheng also threw another man in black in front of Liang Pengfei. He also held a short fire gun in his hand that had been fired. At a glance, he knew that it must be the murder weapon that had just fired at Liang Pengfei.

The man in black who made Monk Chen throw it on the ground spit out a mouthful of blood foam. His vicious eyes slanted and looked at Liang Pengfei. Jie Jie smiled and said, "Liang Pengfei, it's your luck. There's nothing to say if I let you catch it today. However, the people of our Red Flag Gang will never stop. One day you will die at the hands of our other brothers of the Red Flag Gang."

"I'm your grandma!" Liang Yuanxia raised her eyebrows, and a whip leg twitched over. She pulled the Zheng assassin who spoke harshly into the air. She flew close to the dust and vomited. Before it was over, Liang Yuanxia reached out and grabbed a long snowy knife from the side. She strode forward, as if she was ready to play with a knife. Liang Pengfei, who had bandaged the wound on his shoulder and neck, said, "Dad, stop. There is something wrong with these two people."

"What's the matter?" The official Liang looked back in astonishment and saw Pan Bingjie standing beside Liang Pengfei, who seemed to scare the behavior of the official Liang. He scratched his bald scalp with some embarrassment and shouted to the men around him, "What are you doing? Tie me up first."

Liang Pengfei also felt that it was not a matter to let Pan Bingjie stay here at this time, and he was ready to persuade Pan Bingjie to go back home first. Unexpectedly, Pan Bingjie was stubborn enough to stay and let the driver and servant who drove her go back first. She wanted to stay.

"It's all my fault. If you hadn't been to save me, I wouldn't have suffered such a wound. How can I leave now? Besides, I'm your unfinished wife, and I deserve to take care of you, right, Uncle Liang." Pan Bingjie wiped off the tears on her face, with a stubborn face. She looked like she didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back. Her pretty face turned red, and her still watery eyes were full of determination.

This words made the official Liang feel very relieved. Although the face of the official Liang was extremely thick, after he went to the Pan family that day to talk about Liang Pengfei and Shi Xianggu, the old hooligan was also a little embarrassed to face Pan Bingjie, a little girl, but who would have thought that this statement made Liang's officials ashamed. Already.

Although Liang Pengfei also heard it hot, Liang Pengfei didn't want Pan Bingjie to stay here, at least now. Because of such a big thing, Boss Pan must be worried about his daughter's situation. Besides, Miss Pan heard that she went back to Guangzhou and sneaked out in private. If he doesn't go back, he may blame Boss Pan at that time. Liang Pengfei doesn't want to offend the shrewd father-in-law.

After exhausting her words and promising Pan Bingjie to come tomorrow, Miss Pan reluctantly boarded the carriage.

Of course, Liang Pengfei did not forget to send a man to escort Pan Bingjie back home. Until Pan Bingjie's carriage disappeared at the street, Liang Pengfei took a deep breath. When his eyes fell on the two men in black, the warmth on his face disappeared without a trace, and it was replaced by the The chill that must be reported to the bone.

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"They can't be from the Zheng family." Liang Pengfei stood in the hall, and the clothes on his upper body had faded, revealing the rock-like muscles. The wrapped white gauze was soaked in ferocious bright red, but this did not affect Liang Pengfei's shrewd mind and keen judgment.

"Dad, you see, although they also have cocoons on their feet, they are definitely not pirates who live and fight at sea all year round."

In front of him, the limbs of the two men in black lying on the floor were twisted into strange shapes, because the severe pain of dislocation of the limbs made their clothes soaked with sweat, but the two people were also hard enough. Up to now, they are still silent. The eyes staring at Liang Pengfei were as poisonous as sharp as poison. The dagger.

Liang Yuanxia came closer and looked at it. It was really different from the callus on the pirate's hands and feet. Son, you haven't seen their hands and feet just now. Why do you think they have problems?

"Intuition." Liang Pengfei pointed to his head and grinned, because as soon as the guy opened his mouth, Liang Pengfei felt strange. He didn't even ask, and the other party reported himself. Isn't it equivalent to reminding himself?

Although this reason may be a little far-fetched, Liang Pengfei, who has dealt with those old and slippery figures all day long in his previous life, has already developed a habit that once he feels that there is any doubt, he must figure it out.

"Intuition?" Official Liang rolled his eyes and really couldn't figure out what consciousness was. However, since his son's intuition was useful, that's all right. Official Liang was used to his son's amazing words.

"Why, don't you tell the truth?" Liang Pengfei kicked one of them on the cheek with his toes with an indifferent face, in exchange for a mouthful of bloody saliva. Liang's official stared and wanted to kick him. Liang Pengfei quickly stopped him, for fear that his father would be angry and kick him to death, so he would judge him.

"Dad, don't be excited, monk, I'll give it to you. Give me a piece of his fingers and smash them until he tells the truth. If he has finished smashed his fingers, he hasn't said anything, and he will also smashed his toes by the way. If not talk about it now, he will also smash their chickens to me one by one!" Hearing Master Liang's instructions, not to mention that the two men in black made Liang Pengfei's words white, even the officials of Liang and the pirates present couldn't help chilling on their backs and took a breath.

Zheng Shijie, who did not fly with Liang Peng to the governor's mansion for a banquet, but stayed in Liang's mansion, had also come to the front hall at this moment. He had just picked up a cup of tea and poured it down. Hearing this, he couldn't help choking out a mouthful of tea, and a cold air cooled directly to the bottom of his feet.

"It's vicious..." Liang's official looked at his son with an evil smile and felt more and more that his son really had a tendency to be greener than blue in terms of ruthlessness.

Monk Chen is worthy of being Liang Pengfei's most effective torture master. He didn't even go to the backyard to find a hammer, but directly pulled out the short fire at his waist and turned the handle of the gun upside down. He reached out and pressed the man in black who was wriggling and scolding crazily, and smashed it down vigorously.

The sad howl like a thousand-year-old banshee echoed in the hall, but all the people in the hall looked indifferently at the poor worm who was being smashed by the monk Chen. In their eyes, the guy who dared to shoot at his young master was more than enough, not to mention just smashing a few fingers?

Monk Chen worked very hard and smashed three fingers in one breath. Then he rested and looked at the man in black who had roared so much that he seemed to tear his vocal cords and said indifferently, "Who sent you to assassinate my young master? Say it!"

"Say your mother..." The man in black was indeed extremely hard, and his resentful eyes looked at Monk Chen's blood-eating and violent eyes without fear.

Monk Chen's mouth grinned slightly, and his hand suddenly exerted force. The man in black seemed to have been pulled by the painful nerve in his spine. His mouth was extremely grinning, and his eyes protruded out like a goldfish. There was no complete shout in his throat. He could only howl, and then rolled his eyes and fainted. Die in the past.

Monk Chen spit angrily and turned his attention to another man in black. Seeing the expression of despair and fear on the man in black, Monk Chen cracked his mouth, and his evil smile almost broke the nerves of the man in black.

"I said, I said!" At this time, another man in black next to him really didn't want to suffer the same terrible torture than death as himself.

"Then tell me, who sent you here?" Liang Pengfei gave a look at Monk Chen and motioned him not to do it first. If your answer doesn't satisfy me, you will end up like your companions.

When the man in black confessed the context of the matter to Liang Pengfei and his son like a bamboo tube pouring beans, Liang Pengfei couldn't help browing and showed a suddenly enlightened expression on his face: "It's him!"

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(to be continued)