Underworld Red Packet Group

Chapter 503 Savage Enters the Tent ([-])
Zhao Xiankun squatted on the ground with his hands covered, all his subordinates rushed over and surrounded Meijing and Diewu.

"Call me!!" Zhao Xiankun gritted his teeth and said.

"I am the Dragon Guard of the Nether Palace! Who dares?!"

At the critical moment, Die Wu calmly revealed her identity. Zhao Xiankun saw the token in Die Wu's hand. Although she didn't know whether it was true or not, it was a fact that she was acquainted with the Nether Palace.

Zhao Xiankun did not dare to doubt easily.

"Zhao Xiankun, he is your slave, he almost killed me just now! How to settle this account?!"

Jingmei folded her arms around her chest and stared coldly at Zhao Xiankun.

Zhao Xiankun snorted through his teeth, "You said you almost killed you, then you killed you? I also said you provoked him! My savage slave doesn't know how obedient I am, I won't dare to stand when she gets down!"

Zhao Xiankun looked at Juli at this moment, wishing to cut him into pieces.

It really is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

After so much beating and scolding, I don't have a long memory!How dare you renege on the battle!
"Okay, you don't admit it, right? Die Wu, ask Fuyin Yamen to send a ghost messenger over here. I want to see if the ghost messenger can find out who cut off this slave's tongue! It doesn't matter if he can't speak, at least he will Let's write!"

Meimei could see from just now that this slave named Juli had been subjected to inhuman abuse and beatings all year round. He was not bad in nature, but he couldn't help himself.

"you……"

Zhao Xiankun clenched his fist, but he forgot about the injury on his index finger, and immediately screamed in pain.

"Ghostly obsessed, this young master was not frightened, now you are standing here, but my slave is tied up by you, and you are not at a disadvantage! What else do you want?"

When Zhao Xiankun said this, he wanted to make big things into small ones, and small things into small things.

"No! I must report to the officials!" Meimei was firm.

Zhao Xiankun gritted his teeth secretly, obviously he didn't expect the matter to come to this point.

Originally wanted to sacrifice a slave to help his goddess Wei Yiyi vent her anger, but who knew that the slave turned her back on the battlefield, and Ghost Misunderstood had a helper like Die Wu from the Nether Palace, Zhao Xiankun was even more jealous of the Ghost Street Fu Yin Tao Xiuran, so he could only admit that he was unlucky at the moment.

"What kind of official are you reporting to? At worst, I'll kill him now, or it will be over once and for all!!"

In Zhao Xiankun's eyes, Juli is just a slave, not worth mentioning.

"A life, in your eyes, is so worthless." Jing Mei said coldly.

Ju Li, who was lying on the ground and tied up, looked at Zhao Xiankun with complicated eyes.Meimei could feel that he wanted to jump up and bite Zhao Xiankun to death, but Zhao Xiankun had lingering fears about the abuse he had used on him.

"You killed him because you, Zhao Xiankun, relieved your anger, but I didn't feel relieved." Meimei said so, and Zhao Xiankun jumped angrily.

"That's not okay, that's not okay! I think you just want to extort my young master's money!"

"Problems that can be solved by money are not considered problems." Meimei choked coldly.

At this time, Juli looked at her with a strong longing and desire to live, he didn't want to die.

"Leave him to me to dispose of at will. I'll let it go!"

As soon as Jingmei said this, Diewu immediately shook her head to object.

"Miss Mixin, this savage of unknown origin must not be left behind. If this person kills you once, he will kill you a second time! He is still Zhao Xiankun's slave! Who knows if they are acting as oboe!"

Die Wu's refusal naturally has her reasons.

She completely followed the routine of how the Holy One would deal with it if he were here.

Meijing looked at Juli, hesitated for a moment, but insisted on her own idea.

(End of this chapter)