A friend next to him grabbed him, “This is not Kitahara Castle. If something weird happens, be careful.”
“You are right, it is more reliable to go to Siye Mansion to report the crime.”The guest said, so he called Xiao Er and asked him to make the situation clear. If he was sure it was a strange disaster, he hurriedly went to Siye Mansion to invite someone.
The others were affected by the attitude of this guest, but they were not so nervous, and they asked Xiao Er to talk about it in detail one after another.
Seeing this, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, and then raised his breath again, thinking that if it was really weird to cause trouble, it would be bad for the guests on the second floor to suffer.If you don’t tell me the paving after the murder case, it will not be easy to do business in the future. It is the second son of General Fuguo’s family alone, and there are several other sons and men. If something happens, he will definitely not be able to eat.
The shopkeeper hurriedly called to start, and asked people to go to various houses such as General Fuguo to deliver a message.
The restaurant was blocked by private guards to prevent any idle people from entering. Some people were curious about what happened. The answer they got was that it was reserved for important guests and it was not open to the public today.
After the people learned of it, they could only feel the difference between people in their hearts. There were too many people with both power and wealth in the imperial city, and they were quite extravagant.There is also gossip that something has changed inside, and any guests’ private celebrations are an illusion that hides people’s eyes and ears.
At this time, the second floor of the restaurant.
The major generals of the Fu Guo General’s Mansion, Wen’an Hou, and several other dignitaries were present.
They were surrounded by a table, and there was a painting on the central table.
Chaotic wailing, whispering, cursing, asking for help, and groaning all came from this painting.
“Second brother, are you there?”Major General Fu Guo asked.
There was no reply from Zhuang Yu in the messy voice.
Zhuang Yan continued, “This is Zhuang Yan.”
“Stop yelling, Zhuang Yu can’t speak, his tongue is knotted again, if you want me to say it, you should cut his tongue directly, let him rely on Kitahara Castle to stay away and talk nonsense that the Son of God is his brother!””
Zhuang Yan frowned.
“Yan Ji, is it you?”Wen ‘an Hou heard the voices of his three sons.
“Father!father!Save me!”The voice was immediately raised, acknowledging his identity.
“Don’t worry, I…” Wen ‘an Hou was halfway through speaking, when he heard screams, as if from the third son, “What’s the matter!”？”
“Ah!These lunatics, they are tearing my body, my hands, my hands are gone!Ah ah ah!I want to kill…um, tongue…um, um!”
Whether it was the pain conveyed by the screams or the content of the words, everyone outside the painting was horrified.
“Don’t you dare!？”Wen ‘an Hou shouted angrily.
“Ha ha ha ha.”
“Why don’t you dare, you don’t care about our life or death, why should I care about your son’s life or death.”