Starting from the ultimate, the keeper behind the Nine Gates

Chapter 188 The Fuse is Lit

It was so familiar that Qian Duo turned around and saw his uncle's skinny body struggling to squeeze out of the crowd.

His face looked like it had been scratched by a woman. There were two bloody marks right on the folds of his face, and he twitched in pain every time he smiled.

After finally squeezing out, the whole person looked like freshly fished out sauerkraut, wrinkled and tattered.

His pants were torn, and the old man just put on beggar's pants because of the fashion.

Although he looked a little embarrassed, his golden front teeth still shone brightly.

Qian Duo was angry and relieved at the same time. After all, the person was finally found.

"Let me introduce you to my uncle, Jin Wantang."

The situation is tense over there, while people are crying and looking for their relatives over here.

"Hey, nephew, come on, give me a hand."

Jin Wantang leaned weakly on Qian Duo, and was so moved that he burst into tears and snot.

"You have a conscience, Roudun. You still remember to save me."

Roudun is the nickname his uncle gives to his father, Qian Duo is speechless.

Seeing Jin Wantang wipe it on his face, he raised his hand to rub it on him.

Qian Duo immediately jumped up from his spot, "Uncle, can you open your eyes and take a good look, is this my dad?"

After saying that, he ignored his uncle who was in poor eyesight and asked Jiang Xing, "Brother, we have found the person. Why don't we run away quickly?"

He is young but not stupid.

The situation is clearly not right now, and it will be no good for them to stay.

The best strategy is to get rid of it quickly while Brother Jiang still has the deterrent power over those guys.

At this time, he didn't want to dream or not.

The feeling of palpitations and suffocation is still there, but my life is more important.

How could Jiang Xing not know that there were some things he deliberately wanted to ignore.

But in just this short period of time, the tense atmosphere reached its peak.

He just wanted to delay the situation, and it would be too late to find someone to deal with it after he left.

"It's her own bad fate!"

Zhou Hongyan's voice was sharp and vicious, and her expression was ferocious and crazy.

"If she hadn't gone outside the village to lure the Japanese in, how could the village be massacred and how could those people die?"

"She owes it to everyone. She's the one who deserves to die the most. Why does she want my father to support her while she's still alive?"

Zhou Hongyan looked crazy and grinned: "She is a natural disaster. Even God couldn't bear her and made her a fool when she was born. Haha."

Her words completely angered Huang Xian, and its figure flashed.

The next second, Matchmaker Zhou's laughter stopped abruptly, and her whole body seemed to be paused as if a point was pressed on it.

At this time, a trace of blood appeared in her throat, becoming more and more obvious.

Matchmaker Zhou raised her head stiffly, her eyes widened, her pupils shrank and shook as if she was trying to lock onto something, but gradually lost focus.

Along with her movement, "puff".

There was the sound of flesh breaking, and red gushed out.

The tiny wound expanded instantly, and Matchmaker Zhou's head lost support and suddenly tilted to one side, with only a little skin and flesh connecting it.

Her eyes were wide open and her lips were moving.

The warm blood splashed onto Huang Xian's face. It didn't blink, and watched Matchmaker Zhou fall down expressionlessly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Dead! Dead!"

The fuse was lit and the crowd burst into screams.

All the emotions on their faces were replaced by fear.

Everyone present wanted to escape, but no one dared to act rashly for fear of becoming the next Zhou Matchmaker.

The sudden change also stunned uncle Jinqian and nephew.

Especially since he had a lot of money, he was still a little kid who hadn't seen much of the world and had hardly seen a dead person.

It was the first time I watched a living person being killed, and the one who did it was a weasel.

Qian Duo's mind went blank and he froze in place, staring blankly at the bright red that was still spreading on the ground.

"Hey, this is what happened."

Jin Wantang sighed and turned his eldest nephew over manually.

He stood beside Jiang Xing and rubbed his hands, "Master, what do you think we should do next?"

"I will definitely follow your instructions."

Jiang Xing turned slightly and looked at him curiously: "Do you know me?"

"do not know."

Jin Wantang shook his head without hesitation, and then grinned, revealing his big gold teeth.

"But I heard that the one who brought my nephew here must be a reinforcement invited."

"There is someone with this ability. I recently heard about one from his father."

He held up a finger with a smug smile on his face, and said confidently, "The young caretaker of the charity cemetery."

After saying a word, he would raise his hand, then shake it a few times as a greeting.

"Hehe, I guessed right."

Jiang Xing raised the corner of his mouth in amusement.

It's just like what Qian Duo said, he's a weird person, but smart and bold.

But the big golden tooth really dazzled him, and he didn't want to look at it for even a second.

I didn’t say whether it was right or wrong, after all, now is not the time to chat.

Jiang Xing looked at the chaotic scene and looked up at the sky in silence.

Could it be that he was too close to Wu Tianzhen and was infected with bad luck? He would one day be in a passive situation.

It can be said to be passive, but it is not really.

He could have just walked away.

But the current situation is clearly out of control and the outcome is bound to be bad.

The people who were watching him knew that he came here tonight, and if something happened, even if it had nothing to do with him, he would still be in trouble.

The matter of the Xie family has not been resolved yet, and he doesn't want to step out in the short term.

Although he had decided to get involved, Jiang Xing did not take any immediate action and still stood there as an outsider.