A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

But he was really worried if he didn't take a look at Sikong Yan! It would cost 10,000 taels of silver to take a look at him. Even the meat sold by Yangdanzi was not that expensive. It would cost 10,000 yuan to take a look at him. Why don't you become a bandit? No, he is a thousand times better than a bandit.

The national teacher became furious and rushed towards Xiao Sizhe, shouting, "You little bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!" The national teacher used his unique skill "Eagle Claw" and his five fingers were like hooks, going straight for Xiao Sizhe's face.

Xiao Sizhe dodged the attack of the Imperial Master as nimbly as a ghost. The Imperial Master missed and stumbled, almost falling on the snow.

He stood firm and punched Xiao Sizhe again. This punch made a whirring sound, which was his "Wind-Breaking Fist". Xiao Sizhe dodged sideways and kicked the Imperial Master in the abdomen with a "Whirlwind Kick". The Imperial Master felt pain and took a few steps back.

At this time, Shui Qinglian and Xiao Sanlang saw that the situation was not good, and joined the battle. Shui Qinglian had a wooden stick in his hand, and he waved the stick and performed the "Chaos Cape Stick Technique", sweeping towards the national teacher's legs.

The Imperial Preceptor quickly jumped up to avoid the attack, and Xiao Sanlang took the opportunity to punch the Imperial Preceptor on the back. This punch contained his inner strength and was called "Vajra Fist".

The national teacher was so furious after being beaten that he used all his strength. He first used the "Meteor Kick" to quickly kick the three people, and then used the "Crazy Dragon Palm" with a fierce palm wind.

At this moment, Xiao Sizhe seized the opportunity, leaped up, and used the "Thunder Flying Fork" to fork the national teacher's neck with his feet. The national teacher was forked backwards and fell heavily on the snow.

He struggled to get up, but found that he was out of breath and had no strength to fight anymore. Xiao Sizhe sat on him and splashed snow on his face: "Do you want to watch more? Do you want to watch more?"

"Look, of course I have to look!" said the national teacher with a cough.

Xiao Sizhe said with a smile: "If you want to see it, bring some silver."

The Imperial Master stiffened his neck and said, "No silver!"

"Write an IOU!"

The two of them talked as if they were arguing!

The soldiers around stood quietly by, not daring to make a sound, but just secretly observing the tense situation with the corner of their eyes.

The snow was still falling in the cold night, covering the whole world with a blanket of white. The biting cold wind whistled across the empty snowy field like a sharp whistle, ripping people's cheeks.

The national teacher also said viciously: "Okay, write an IOU if you want! I, Meng Tonglu, have never been afraid of anyone!" His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs seemed to pop out of his sockets, the muscles on his face kept twitching because of anger, and his expression was as if he wanted to eat Xiao Sizhe in front of him alive.

Xiao Sizhe chuckled and said, "Then why are you being so arrogant? Get up and write the IOU!" He had a smug look on his face, with a cunning gleam in his eyes and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a row of white teeth. He looked like a naughty little kid.

The old face of the national teacher turned red like a ripe tomato, and he shouted loudly: "How can I get up if you are pressing on me?" At this time, he was angry and anxious, but helpless. Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat mixed with melted snow water flowed down his cheeks.

Sikong Yan had already climbed out of the coffin and secretly watched the scene outside. His eyes were wide open, full of surprise and admiration, and he thought to himself: Xiao Sizhe is really powerful, I have never seen him do such a feat. He robbed the money with confidence and even had a fight. It was a pity that he could not participate. That pleasure did not belong to him, and he had to hold it in.

"Aha, sorry, the game just now was too fun. Let's start over again after writing the IOU!" Xiao Sizhe had a wicked smile on his face, which revealed endless mischief and naughtiness.

The national teacher was so angry that his neck stiffened again, "What, game?" His voice became sharp and piercing because of anger, as if it could cut through the cold night sky.

His face instantly turned livid, his eyes filled with disbelief and anger! "I was almost crushed to death by you just now, and he treated this as a fun game! He's simply crazy.

No, he is a lunatic! If you foolishly play with him like this, he will make you bankrupt sooner or later!" The national teacher secretly groaned in his heart, regretting it so much that he wanted to slap himself twice.

Seeing that they all stood up, Shui Qinglian handed over the paper and pen that she had prepared long ago. "Just write and sign your name!" Shui Qinglian had a barely perceptible smile on her face, and her eyes were shrewd and calculating.

The national teacher suddenly realized, his eyes filled with anger and regret, "Oh my God, this is a trap that a large group of them had designed long ago, and I was counting on my intelligence and foolishly fell into it! A bunch of guys who are cheating their parents and living off them." His teeth chattered, as if he was biting off the endless anger and unwillingness.

But the most important thing at this moment is, was the death of the little prince also a trap? This is the most important thing! Thinking of this, the imperial teacher's teeth finally stopped chattering. He didn't even look at the IOU, and quickly signed his name on the paper.

Without even shaking off the snow on his body, the Imperial Master quickly ran into the carriage.

He looked into the coffin angrily. The white of the quilt contrasted with the little prince's pot-bottom face. Success, success, he could no longer suppress his inner ecstasy and laughed out loud -

"Ahahahaha..." The laughter echoed in the small carriage, with a bit of madness and pride.

At this time, the snow outside seemed to be falling harder and the cold wind was even more violent. The soldiers stood aside, looking at each other, not knowing what to do. Some of them showed helpless smiles on their faces, while others looked at a loss.

Xiao Sizhe, Shui Qinglian and Xiao Sanlang looked at each other, and the joy of victory was revealed in each other's eyes. Xiao Sizhe patted the snow off his body and said with a smile: "I made a fortune again. If he dares to mess with me again, I will make a fortune from him, huh!"

Xiao Sanlang also smiled and said, "Let's see if he dares to be so arrogant again in the future!"

Shui Qinglian said proudly: "Ah, your method is really good! Keep going!"

In the carriage, the Imperial Master was still laughing wildly, "Emperor Yuxuan, look, your son is dead, and he died in a very ugly way! You tyrant, I will make sure you have no descendants..."

The snowy night is still cold, but this farce is still going on...

Hearing the unbridled laughter of the Imperial Master, Xiao Sizhe and the others felt a wave of disgust in their hearts, as if millions of ants were crawling around in their hearts.

Xiao Sizha's face turned red with anger. He nimbly climbed up from the car window, with only half of his body sticking in.

His brows were furrowed, with flames of anger burning in his eyes. He shouted unhappily at the Imperial Master who was still laughing: "Keep laughing, or I'll make you bankrupt!" His voice was like an invisible loudspeaker, which instantly silenced the Imperial Master's crazy laughter.