Now that things have come to this point, Mr. Cheng doesn't refuse. He has always been a figure behind the scenes, but now he has been pushed to the front desk by Hao Fenglou, which is very eye-catching, but he is a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, after drinking some wine, his cheeks flushed slightly, which also concealed the embarrassment. Mr. Cheng said openly: "Since that's the case, the students have to accompany him."

Someone yelled again: "If you want to play chess, you should naturally have a lottery, so take the lottery."

Hao Fenglou smiled and said, "I used chess to make friends. If gambling is a play, it would not be a gentleman. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. Mr. Cheng is a gentleman. Don't mention the word gambling, come and take chess."

Everyone directly cleared a venue, and there was a vacant position in the middle. Hao Fenglou and Mr. Cheng knelt against each other. There was a chess case in the middle and chess cups on both sides. Hao Fenglou said, "Mr. Cheng is better off taking the initiative."

Mr. Cheng was not polite and took the piece and put it into the chessboard.

In fact, most people don’t understand chess. Even if they understand, they are mostly very stinky. However, what laymen see is a lively fun. After drinking, they find it interesting, so they come over and mumble occasionally, but no one dares to act rashly when they are in the face of Hao Fenglou.

The lights in the hall were hazy, Hao Fenglou sat upright, his sword eyebrows flipped slightly, and he hung in the air holding a chess piece. His clear eyes were like stars. Sometimes he smiled, and when he smiled, he would deliberately raise his eyes to look at Mr. Cheng with a little kindness.

The chess piece fell.

Bang...

At this time, Hao Fenglou was like an old monk and like a rock. His slightly handsome cheeks seemed a little gentler under the shadow of the lamp. When he stared at the chessboard, he looked like a child. He unconsciously took his fingers to his mouth and gently bit his nails.

Mr. Cheng did not dare to neglect him. He was like a frightened bobcat. He was careful every step, his eyes flashed and dark, and his moody.

The two of them were completely immersed in the chess game. As for the others, they seemed to understand it, but they didn't make any noise.

Some people also ate too much wine and urinated in their stomachs, so they went out quietly.

Li Bin also drank a lot of alcohol. After enduring it for a while, he grew up and the crowd naturally divided a way for him. He left the hall with his hands behind his back.

Outside the hall, the cool breeze blew, and Li Bin's plump body trembled. A tactful person next to him came forward and said, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Li Bin just nodded.

Someone led him to a few Langfang and arrived at a toilet. Li Bin went in and took a break. He felt much more relaxed.

Just when I chose the way back, the people outside disappeared. In the darkness, there were faint lights in the distance, but here it was pitch black.

Li Bin frowned, his brows frowned.

Sudden……

Someone kicked him from behind.

Li Bin staggered, and someone immediately pressed him to the ground behind him.

Li Bin was about to yell, but a long rope walked around his head and tied his neck tightly.

The person behind him was trembling, but he was extremely strong and he was tightly retracting the rope.

Li Bin's Adam's apple chuckled and his body was struggling.

In the darkness, several people held him tightly.

Li Bin was so painful that his forehead was filled with cold sweat. His hands were digging desperately on the ground, his breath was not smooth, and he tried to breathe desperately, and his eyes were almost protruding.

“Uh…uh…uh…uh…uh…”

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Zhang Tao's hands were a little trembling. But he still strangled the rope tightly. Of course he knew who the person he strangled was. This person was the general officer of the Ming Dynasty stationed in Jiaozhi, or even the imperial envoy.

But Zhang Tao did not hesitate. His life was given by Hao Fenglou. He should have starved to death on the roadside, or frozen to death under the walls. No one in this world deserves his attachment. He only has a pair of cruel parents. This world gave him too much eyebrow and ridicule. It was Lord Hao who gave him a future and made him a human being.

Zhang Tao's world is very simple, and Lord Hao will say whatever he says, so he came. Although his arms are not strong, his strength is not small. At this time, the blue veins on his arm are bulging, and his face becomes more and more ferocious.

He didn't want to kill, but he had to kill, not because of hatred, but because of kindness. His eyes looked scarlet under the dark light, covered with blood. He gritted his teeth, and his whole body arched, his knees pressed against Li Bin's plump body, and his throat couldn't help but growl!

The people under his feet were constantly squirming, obviously he was unwilling to give up, he wanted to survive. So he struggled like a reptile, and struggled again, his fingers had been clenched into the soil, and his nails had been worn out...

“Uh…uh…”

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In the hall, several oil lamps were already weak, and several servants came in to add oil. They tiptoed and did not dare to disturb the interest of the crowd.

Hao Fenglou frowned even more. When he was about to lose, he became undecided. The only thing he was confident was his eyes. What a clear eyes, you could feel his brightness without trying to capture. But the chess piece in his hand was reluctant to fall.

Mr. Cheng was a little proud, and in his spare time he couldn't help but shake his head. The corner of his eyes couldn't help but turn to a position.

Mr. Cheng's face sluggishly, and a sudden glance passed through his eyes.

At this time, Hao Fenglou's chess piece fell down and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Cheng absent-mindedly took the chess from the chess cup, thinking about it, but for a moment he didn't know how to make a move.

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The breath began to become weak, and the heavy breathing suddenly stopped.

Li Bin's legs were still kicking around, but unfortunately he was suppressed, and his mind became blank. He didn't want to die. He was a prince, with rich clothes and food. What awaited him was also prominent and outstanding achievements, and the court's grace. He had countless pearls and jades, and countless women. He never thought that he would face death at this time and place. He could not die, he could not die, he was unwilling and unwilling to give up!

A figure appeared in his mind like a flash of lightning. It was him... it was Hao Fenglou, it was this guy...

He is crazy... This madman, this man is crazy, he wants to burn both sides, he wants to kill the enemy, he wants to lose both sides!

Li Bin's somewhat dissipated pupils suddenly condensed, his tongue stretched out long, and there were still two lines of tears on his cheeks.

Can't die...can't...

The pain in his throat and the suffocation despair even further aroused his desire to survive.

But he must die.

Zhang Tao was already crazy, like a beast with its fangs open. He tried hard and his arms were already numb, but he still refused to relax.

The rope seemed to have been embedded in the throat. Li Bin began to tremble constantly, trembling unstoppable, and even the few people who pressed his hands and feet in the darkness were a little helpless.

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"Ha...Why did Mr. Cheng refuse to make a fuss? Could it be that he lost? No, Mr. Cheng clearly has the upper hand..."

A true gentleman is a real gentleman who doesn’t speak, but it is so difficult to be this gentleman.

After all, there was a noisy sound in the hall filled with alcohol.

Hao Fenglou held his hands, but did not show any ease. His eyes were always on the chessboard, and he sat in a dangerous position. His straight and tall nose tip was pursed, and his thin lips were pursed. His slightly raised lips unconsciously had a bit of childishness.

Mr. Cheng's face became gloomy. He began to be distracted, but he had to force himself to look at the chessboard.

He was a little anxious. This anxiety came from the empty seat on the side. A stick of incense passed. In this stick of incense, why hasn't the owner of the seat, his Dongweng, come back yet?

Mr. Cheng is a cautious person. He is cautious and has the unique sensitivity of scholars. Now, this sensitivity is constantly brewing, so it spreads, occupying his heart, and his heart is in chaos.

"Get down quickly, go down there..." Someone couldn't help but feel anxious and said something more.

Mr. Cheng sat upright and looked dazed.

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He stopped moving, his fat body no longer moved. His crimson robe had been worn out by the soil, his fingers were blue and purple, and Li Bin lay on the ground and did not move anymore.

Everything was over. When his consciousness was the most blurred, Li Bin suddenly saw many people, but he couldn't see the faces of those people. They staggered towards him and sneered.

In that moment, Li Bin's heart stopped beating. Although it was only a moment, it was so long for him. This painful torture seldom eroded his desire to win.

Zhang Tao was still gritting his teeth and strangling the rope tightly, not daring to relax.

Only when someone touched Li Bin's breath, he lowered his voice and said, "Enough!"

Enough... finally enough...

Zhang Tao almost lay on Li Bin and gasped heavily.

In the darkness, a figure walked slowly, his steps were calm, neither hurry nor slow, and the person was smiling, but the smile seemed so unreal under the darkness. The feet were covered with yellow mud, and the people in the darkness did not seem to like this sticky feeling, so his steps were very light, so light that no one noticed it.

He stopped, his mouth curled up, and he clearly smiled, but he felt a sinister feeling. His voice was as sharp as ever, like a woman, but his slow tone was a bit oppressed: "It's over? It's over..."

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Chapter completed!