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Chapter 893 Wen Xiaochong's Killing(2/2)

"ah……"

In just less than half a minute, the flying monkey shouted: "It's Wuxing, it's Wuxing..."

Amid the screams, Wen Xiaozhong held the flying monkey's throat with one hand, pinched it, then glanced at the guy, rushed into the room, jumped down from the window.

The guy leaned over and saw that the flying monkey was like a big fish coming out of water, covering her throat with her hands.

Later, the inspector's people came and asked about the situation, their faces changed.

"I didn't say which one caught fire, and no one caught fire last night."

"Wu Xing...that person is afraid that he will go to Wu Xing's trouble."

"He doesn't dare. Wu Xing has a few good guys with great guns and sticks around him. That man is alone and will die if he goes."

"Let's go and have a look."

Half of the inspectors left behind to collect the body, and several others hurried to find Wu Xing.

When they saw Wu Xing in a restaurant, Wen Xiaochong had killed two so-called great guys with guns and sticks, and the rest was swinging his knife...

The sword light was sharp, and Wu Xing turned around and ran away.

Wen Xiaochong was incredibly fast and immediately snatched into the man's arms. When he left again, a hole was made in the man's lower abdomen, and his internal organs were desperately squeezed out.

Wu Xing had already run to the window, and the soldiers from the inspection department shouted.

"stop!"

Three corpses were lying on the ground, and at this time, he seemed particularly weak.

Wu Xing had already run to the window and was about to muster up the courage to jump down when Wen Xiaozhong caught the back of his neck.

"Good man, please spare me!"

Wen Xiaochong turned around and looked at the soldiers rushing in, turned around and said to Wu Xing, "My little lady was woken up by your people's fire, so you deserve to die!"

Wu Xing's eyes shrank, "It's Shen..."

The short blade swung over and Wen Xiaozhong jumped out of the window.

Wu Xing slowly fell to the ground, and blood poured out from his neck.

"Voice……"

The sergeant from the inspection department rushed over, and someone looked down at the window, "Damn it! It's gone!"

"Mr. Wu! Mr. Wu!"

Wu Xing was a great spice merchant and a well-known figure in Bianliang City, but his eyes gradually lost their charm.

"Mr. Wu is dead!"

...

Wu Xing's death was a big case. The yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture went out to look for the murderer everywhere.

Wen Xiaozhong ended the holiday and after returning to the Shen family, he still liked to go to the kitchen to help.

Zeng Ermei's belly is not small anymore and she is banned from entering the kitchen. Now the cook is an external chef.

“What to eat for breakfast?”

Wen Xiaozhong squatted and began to wash the dried tofu.

The chef wanted to make a name for himself in the Shen family, and then asked Shen An to teach him two dishes. For this reason, he didn't even want wages, so he had a good attitude towards everyone in the Shen family.

"Mr.'s is soup cake, and his wife's is porridge and steamed fish..."

"Where is the little lady?"

"The little lady followed the husband to eat soup cakes."

Guoguo has been following her brother for a long time and she has basically the same meals.

"Um."

Wen Xiaozhong lowered his head and continued to wash the dried tofu.

"Brother runs."

The sound of Guoguo came from outside, and it was still full of energy, making this morning seem to have more light.

"Here's here."

Shen An's voice sounded a little listless.

The morning run between the brother and sister made the Shen family familiar with each other. However, when they ran to the back, Shen An could not compare to Guoguo and often found reasons to be lazy.

No prospect!

Wen Xiaozhong shook his head and couldn't help but slap it, but a large pot of dried tofu was crushed into bean dregs.

Well……

The chef there was still complimenting, "Wen Langjun looked very meticulous, and he was very organized and gentle. He was even more careful when choosing vegetables... "

He stirred the porridge and turned around and said, "In so many years, the one who has the most talent for cooking has probably seen is Wen Langjun... The dried tofu has been washed, right?"

A pot of tofu dumpling is quietly there...
Chapter completed!
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