"You're talking nonsense. Everyone in the team knows that Qiao Saner is your dog. If you don't nod, can he get so many keys?"

Nanfeng had long been unable to help it, and his mouth was crisp and it revealed Zhang Afa's shortness.

"Miss Nanfeng, I really don't know. Although I have been a little strict with you during this period of time, I treat everyone like this. My junior brothers also know that I am the most opposed to forming gangs. What kind of bad guys are there? Don't be angry with your brother, just act impulsively!"

Zhang Afa began to persuade him with great sincerity again.

Nan Fengqi's little face tightened, pointed his finger at Zhang Afa, and cursed, "Hyitty dog ​​material! Who is your girl?"

Zhang Afa wanted to say something else. Du He patted Nanfeng's back of his hand and whispered to Jiang Zhongye: "Master, what's important now is to disc boxes. It's the most important thing to see if you throw them away. If you really lose them, then please ask the sheriffs to come here."

Jiang Zhongye's eyes moved, but there was no response.

However, Zhang Afa, who was beside him, shook unconsciously.

Even though he had good qi cultivation skills, he was also uneasy by this sudden attack today. He drank a sip of tea to suppress his anger. Jiang Zhongye shouted coldly: "Old Eleven."

Qiao Saner in the corner shrank for a moment, rolled onto the ground with a wheel, and kowtowed heavily.

“……I’m here.”

Jiang Zhongye looked at Qiao Saner's head with pain, "When you first came in, you were the most diligent every day, you studied techniques seriously and worked hard, and you never missed the warehouse. Why did you change your appearance after these years?"

"Master... I am unfilial. I have never thought of bullying my master and destroying my ancestors... I have no choice..." Qiao Saner burst into tears, and could hardly hear the words, but Du He still felt Qiao Saner's deep fear and regret.

Jiang Zhongye sighed.

Things have developed to this point, and it is not enough to calm down if one person is not dealt with.

Jiang Zhongye didn't expect that it would be Qiao Saner, a disciple who usually seemed a little timid and afraid of things. He sighed and Jiang Zhongye began to think.

Jiang Zhongye didn't speak, so everyone naturally didn't dare to speak. The silence in the field pressed against Qiao Saner's chest like a mountain. Qiao San'er became more and more afraid the more he thought about it, and almost collapsed to the ground.

Although it has been the 20th year of the Republic of China, the people today still rarely abide by the rules of the Republic of China. Most of them are based on the rules of clan groups, either strict or harsh, or even more so, they will be beaten to death.

According to the rules of the Jianghu team, Qiao Saner made a mistake and destruction of his ancestors. It should be a three-knife and six hole, and the two hands and tendons were removed from the team. He also informed all those who had been in Liankui for three years. Naturally, he was extremely clear. With the last hope, Qiao Saner secretly looked at Zhang Afa.

As long as Zhang Afa can bear the next part of the blame, he will have a way out.

Others saw what Qiao Saner did, but the person involved knew that it was actually done for Zhang Afa.

Nanfeng’s speech is rough and not rough, Qiao Saner is really a traitor.

Out of worry about being a terrible person, Qiao Saner did not betray Zhang Afa, but just hoped that Zhang Afa could fight for him a way out.

Three or four out of ten of the things in the boxes were sold by two people for opium. Qiao Saner had never touched any of these opiums, and they all went to Zhang Afa's gun!

"What do you think should be handled?"

Jiang Zhongye asked in a little uneasy manner.

Zhang Afa turned his head and looked at Qiao Saner, and finally moved.

Kneeling respectfully on the ground, Zhang Afa kowtowed to Jiang Zhongye with a straightforward look, and said loudly in Qiao Saner's highly anticipated eyes: "Master, my disciple thinks that it is not enough to be impressed. Qiao Saner bullies his master and destroys his ancestors. According to the rules of the class, he should have to abandon his hands and send them to the official family. However, since he pleaded guilty, the disciple felt that it would be fine to just slaughter his hands and drive out of the team."

Qiao San'er looked at Zhang Afa with despair.

Zhang Afa turned around mercifully, "Junior brother, don't worry, the disaster will not be as good as the family. If you don't live well in the future, your mother will be my mother. The senior brother will help you take care of your old age and see you off."

Qiao Saner sent out her clenched fists and gave up fighting back to death.

My mother is still there. If he bite Zhang Afa and the two of them are punished together, no one will support her...

Closed his eyes in pain, and Qiao Saner kowtowed to Jiang Zhongye with tears on his face.

"Please be merciful to Master! I know my mistake!"

The room was echoing in Qiao San'er's desolate begging for mercy, and the disciples died and were sad, and they were at a loss for a moment.

Du He stood up, stood up with his fists, and said respectfully to Jiang Zhongye: "Class master, the disciple has suffered a reluctance and almost implicated his sister. If he wants to be executed, he begs the master to allow the disciple to execute the execution."

Jiang Ling leaned against the door, frowned and said, "My father hasn't said he wants to execute the execution yet, why are you in a hurry?"

Jiang Zhongye seemed to have made up his mind and nodded, "Since Lao Eleven admitted his mistake, we will follow the rules of the class, abolish our hands and expel them from the team. After the execution, the two have nothing to do with each other. I hope Lao Eleven can reform and become a new person in the future. Take a knife and Du He will execute him today."

Jiang Ling stomped his feet and turned his head and left.

Du He turned a blind eye to the slightly hostile eyes around him, and sat calmly on the chair, looking at his nose and his heart, without even responding to the pull of the south wind.

Although the disciples had disputes on weekdays, they all ate and slept together, and they were as close as their families. Du He took the initiative to capture the knife-holding hand of the execution. Although everyone had nothing to say, they felt a little uncomfortable.

Qiao San'er doesn't care anymore. After all his thoughts are gone, his heart is ashamed of death. He just waits for the two swords to pass through so that he can leave this sad place.

Zhang Afa ran to get gauze and ointment, and sighed and prepared to apply it to Qiao Saner. In the eyes of those who didn't understand the situation at the scene, Du He was like a villain, and Zhang Afa was the good senior brother who was willing to destroy his relatives for the sake of justice.

However, Du He did not say a word about this. After disinfecting the knife, he put it on the plate and took it in front of Du He. Qiao Saner also let it be tied to the shelf, rolled up her sleeves, and exposed her tendons.

Du He calmly washed his hands with wine and picked up the tiny lancet with one hand.

This knife is different from the props in the team. It is specially invited to make a family method. It is made of stainless steel. Not to mention cutting iron like mud, but it must be blown short hair. When it sways at the light, it will be a cold and cold light.

Du He glanced at Zhang Afa and waved the blade with a smile. Zhang Afa felt a little nervous and touched his bald head unnaturally.

"Execute."

After opening a ancestral hall in the middle of the river, after paying homage to the ancestor, he spoke with regret.

Du He raised his sword as Jiang Zhongye said, and two lancets hit Qiao Saner's wrist and shook slightly at the end of his tail. After a drop of blood was emitting after a while.

Qiao Saner struggled violently like a dehydrated fish, and she fainted when she rolled her eyelids.

With her feet in front and back, Jiang Ling panted and took Doctor Jin in, rubbed her chest and said unhurriedly: "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? You can do it so quickly! Doctor Jin, show my junior brother the injury!"

Dr. Jin was not young anymore and was pulled over by Jiang Ling. He was even more breathing than Jiang Ling. However, when he saw Qiao Saner in the field, he didn't care about resting much and immediately came over.

Waving away the no-dance wait, Dr. Jin observed the knife and looked at Du He in surprise, feeling a little admiration, but soon lowered his head without saying a word.

Pull out the knife and apply medicine to stop bleeding. Dr. Jin was very skillful in doing it. He carefully fixed Qiao Saner's wrist with bamboo slices. Dr. Jin wiped the sweat and straightened his waist.

Everyone had left, and only Jiang Zhongye, who was assisted by the palm lamp, and Qiao Saner, who was closed with his eyes closed.

"how?"

Jiang Zhongye asked with some concern.

Dr. Jin took a sip of cold tea and asked slowly: "I have to punish you even if you are nervous, wouldn't you have to be punished?"

Jiang Zhongye sighed, "There is the rules of the class, and in full view of everyone, how can the team control him if you don't punish him? Tell me, can this kid still get something in the future?"

Dr. Jin smiled and did not keep it insincerely. "It's not great if you have a hundred pounds of things. Yi's body is there. But moving a table and writing, there is no problem. As long as Yi can write, it will be fine."

Jiang Zhongye was stunned, "Have you attached the tendons? Lao Jin, when did you become so powerful?"

"Yi's tendons are not broken at all. Nong's eyesight is enough to be a class master, so he can fool him!"

Dr. Jin laughed loudly, for the first time he found that a smart person like Jiang Zhongye would suffer a loss, so Lao Huai was very relieved.
Chapter completed!