One Hundred and Seventy-Two: How to Gracefully Kill Meng Yi (9)

At these words, let alone the audience in the live broadcast room, Meng Hun was dumbfounded, and even Meng Bin himself was dumbfounded.

Did he say these words?

Meng Ting did say these things, but he didn't say them to Jiang Pengji, but to his stepwife Gu Zhen.

It doesn't matter who she said it to, anyway, Jiang Pengji is not lying if she said it.

When Meng Hun heard it, he didn't suspect that it was Jiang Pengji's nonsense, but decided that it was Meng Ting who had a red mouth and white teeth, and turned black and white!

He laughed miserably, forgetting to cover his voice.

"Xiao Langjun is a living Bodhisattva, and he was blinded by these thieves."

Hearing this familiar voice, Jiang Pengji suddenly remembered something.

She twisted Meng Hun's face with her hand, moved closer to identify it, and then showed an angry expression.

Asked in a low voice, "How could it be you!"

Meng Hun didn't answer, but asked her, "I don't know how this beast arranged for me, Meng? Why did Meng frame him, and what did he use to frame him? Meng's wife and daughter died tragically. Could it be that this beast did it? He actually has the face to turn black and white!"

Jiang Pengji looked coldly at Meng Ting, and then at Meng Hun, who had a look of grief, indignation and hatred, "hesitant to make a decision" in her heart.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps far outside, and everyone in the firewood room tensed up.

Jiang Pengji had no choice but to take a deep breath, and said in a rigid voice, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's talk about it in another place."

Even so, she did not let go of the blade pointing at Meng Hun's neck, and Meng Hun's subordinates naturally did not dare to do anything wrong.

Meng Ting's brain is not good, but his intuition is not bad, whether it is Meng Hun on the left who has a feud with him for killing his wife and daughter, or Liu Xi on the right who deliberately schemed against him and made him fall into the humiliation of the gambling house, both of them are the same. Black heart, no one has any good intentions for him.

But he can't speak now, and he can't write with both hands, otherwise Liu Xi's uneasy and kind mask would have been exposed long ago.

"It's safe here, and no one will come to disturb you for the time being. Now you have enough time to tell me the truth. I hate deception and betrayal the most." She said indifferently to Meng Hun, "Before I thought you were desperate , the refugees who had to leave their homeland, thinking about it now, it was just a way for you to set up a suspicious formation to get close to me and get information?"

There was no live broadcast yesterday, so the friends in the live broadcast room didn't know how superb Jiang Pengji's acting skills are, so they all comforted her.

: Don't cry, anchor, don't be sad, it's obvious that this smelly man is too cunning.

: Poor anchor, being cheated, I feel like I'm a dog, alas, don't feel bad.

: Yes, don't feel bad, we will support you, let this person go to hell.

In addition to these relatively innocent audiences and Mengxin who don't understand the situation, there is another group of people who hold different attitudes.

: Bet on a spicy stick, the anchor is definitely cheating!

: Life is like a drama, it all depends on acting skills. After the last time, I no longer believe in the integrity of the anchor.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched enthusiastically, scratching their heads one by one. Some saw through the truth, but most still sympathized with the anchor.

Jiang Pengji generously accepts these sympathies, but Kai Biao's acting skills are still very good.

Meng Hun pursed his lips, cupped his hands at her and said, "It's Meng's fault for not being honest with Mr. Xiaolang, but this matter is related to the wealth and lives of Meng and even several colleagues, so he has to hide it. It doesn't matter if I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill the enemy!"

Jiang Pengji slightly loosened the knife on Meng Hun's neck, and Meng Hun felt it, and sighed inwardly.

This young gentleman Liu Xi is very skilled, but he has a kind nature that softens his heart when he says it, so he is too easy to suffer.

Jiang Pengji seemed unaware of the change in Meng Hun's face, and asked sharply, "You said that cousin... no, cousin deceived me, so what's going on? Could it be that the military disaster in Meng County, Cangzhou was not caused by you? The flames of war spread, How many people have suffered because of it!"

Meng Hun felt a pain in his heart, and Jiang Pengji brought up the most unbearable memory in his heart.

He took revenge for his wife and daughter. At that time, he didn't think too much about it. He took his brother and rebelled against the Meng family, and set fire to the county guard's mansion.

But he did not expect that Meng Shi would be so short-sighted, in order to catch him

Our group actually used the Meng family army!

Meng Bing did evil, and the Meng family exploited the common people, which had already aroused public resentment. In the name of searching for Meng Hun and others, the Meng family's army wantonly exploited the merchants and the common people. It was called a search, but in fact it was all to search for the belongings of innocent people. , Robbing other people's wives and daughters.

The Meng family army is no longer the fearsome and brave army that resounded throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, but a group of rogues!

Meng Hun rebelled against the Meng family, which was the fuse, but it was the Meng family army itself that really ignited the chaos in Meng County, which caused the masses to rebel.

But anyway, the cause was indeed Meng Hun.

His lips trembled, "Although Meng doesn't know how this bastard's rhetoric deceives Mr. Xiaolang, but Meng is not such a treacherous villain, and he has never done anything wrong to the Meng family, nor has he ever done anything wrong to the people of Meng County. "

Jiang Pengji's gaze wandered between Meng Bin and Meng Hun, her eyes flickered, as if she was thinking, wondering whether the words of these two people were true or false.

The others had also heard about Jiang Pengji from Meng Hun, and they still had a good impression of her, so they didn't act rashly.

Jiang Pengji said, "Since this is the case, then tell me the truth from the beginning to the end."

Meng Hun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that there is still room for improvement in this matter.

The young gentleman in front of him is not only kind-hearted, but also able to distinguish right from wrong.

"This matter has to start from a few months ago."

Meng Hun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, otherwise, he was afraid that he would desperately strangle Meng Bing to death.

He has his own plan, this little bastard Meng Ji must die, otherwise how will he go to Hades to meet his wife and daughter?

After Meng Ting's death, he wanted to apologize with his death, so Mr. Liu Xi could take his head to confess to the Meng family, and he should be able to sell a favor to the Meng family. At the same time, he also hoped that for this sake, Jiang Pengji could give his brother a hand.

It doesn't matter if he dies, but the brothers and fellow robes around him can't lose their lives in vain.

With these considerations in mind, Meng Hun could barely narrate the ins and outs calmly.

Although Meng Hun tried his best to calm down, his tiger eyes were still red and red, and tears were about to fall.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't praise Meng Hun for being good-looking, and they felt sorry for Meng Hun one by one, to the point of dying.

Delicate people shed tears against the wind. It was a beautiful scene. After watching it, they sighed and felt nothing else.

But Meng Hun, a burly man with a height of seven feet, silently blushed because he talked about sad things?

All the audience could see that he had endured with all his strength, his hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles were white, and his eyes revealed a fierce look.

What kind of heartbreak could make such a resolute man cry with grief and indignation? (To be continued.)