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"Absolute poison? "Dry Fissures Break Intestines!" Someone exclaimed.

"Ah …" Zhao Gang suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, struggling. He was in extreme pain.

"Zhao Gang!" Seeing that, Wang Jin and Zhao Yuling turned pale with fright, both squatting down and grabbing Zhao Gang.

Trembling, Zhao Gang raised his arm, pointed at Wang Jin, and said with difficulty: "You …"

Crack …

His head tilted to the side as he died. He died with grievances!

"He killed someone!" Instantly, the four fell into chaos.

"Capture the murderer!" Someone pointed at Wang Jin and shouted.

"It's him! He's the murderer!" People kept on pointing at Wang Jin and cursing at him.

"Bastard, without any proof, how can you call me a murderer!" Wang Jin was furious.

"You and Zhao Yuling were lovers in the past, but now, because you hate Master Zhao for marrying her, you have killed Master Zhao!" A constable, who was a guest, said angrily.

"Yes!" "That's it!" Everyone agreed.

The people who came to attend the wedding banquet were the county magistrate and many constables. They all pulled out their swords and surrounded Wang Jin.

Wang Jin raged, "I have to live up to my conscience. I swear, if I kill Big Brother Zhao, I will die a horrible death!"

Another person criticized, "A despicable villain's words are not considered good!"

"He is the murderer. He knew that the wine was poisonous, so he intentionally knocked down Miss Zhao's wine cup just because he wanted to harm Officer Zhao and have a good relationship with Miss Zhao again!"

"Kill him! "Kill him …"

"Wang Jin, why did you do that!" Zhao Yuling pulled off his red hair, his face full of tears.

"Even you don't believe me?" Wang Jin felt as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows.

"How can I trust you? Everything you've done before, how to make me believe you before, now, and in the future! Say it! " Zhao Yuling was both furious and sad.

"That's not me!" Wang Jin didn't understand why he would say such words. After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

"Catch him!" All of the guests rushed towards Wang Jin.

"Ah …" Wang Jin roared, he picked up the broken wine pot on the ground and started waving it left and right.

Everyone's faces turned blue when they saw this. The wine in the pot was poisonous wine that could burn holes in the floor and break the heart of a lord like him. Therefore, everyone subconsciously dodged, and did not dare to get too close to Wang Jin.

Wang Jin took the opportunity to rush out of the hall!

"Catch him! Don't let the killer escape!"

"He actually killed Officer Zhao, he is a heinous sinner. Even if I have to give up everything, I will seek justice for him!"

"Official Zhao helped me before, and I am willing to trade my life for it. I only hope that the murderer will be put to death!"

All of the guests and the servants in the residence carried things that could be used as weapons as they chased after Wang Jin.

Wang Jin could only turn around and run around the yard. If not for the half broken poison jug in his hand, he would have been subdued by the crowd a long time ago.

"If they catch me, they will definitely beat me to death on the spot! If they do, then I will die unjustly!" Wang Jin said in despair.

His heart was in pain, and when he thought about Zhao Yuling's hateful gaze just now, as if he had met his mortal enemy, his heart felt so much pain that it couldn't take it anymore.

"Aiya, you bumped into me!" With a blood-curdling scream, Wang Jin accidentally kicked someone sitting below the manor's high wall.

Wang Jin anxiously looked down, and realised it was the crippled Fat Beggar again.

"It's you?"

"You must be in a lot of pain, right?" The Fat Beggar asked.

"Heartache!" Wang Jin clenched his teeth and said.

"Is my heart dead?" The Fat Beggar asked again.

"Others' hearts are dead." Wang Jin thought of Zhao Yuling.

"Hur hur." Fat Beggar laughed in schadenfreude.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you. After they catch you, they definitely won't beat you to death on the spot. That would be letting you off too easily. They will definitely torture you to death. Not only that, they will also drag you out to the streets, sprinkle salt on your wounds, throw stinky eggs on your body, and throw feces on you. When that happens, you will be worse off dead than you ever were, miserable in death, but you can't beg for death no matter what! "

"I know!" Wang Jin roared, he admitted that this could happen.

"Do you regret it?" Fat Beggar's eyes flashed as he asked.

"I didn't kill the person!" Wang Jin shouted in anger.

"I'm not asking you that. I'm asking you to regret it. Do you regret why you didn't listen to me back then? Hurry up and eat this!" Fat Beggar took out the poison bag that was folded on a piece of paper.

"Big Brother Zhao, it was you who poisoned him, right?" Wang Jin's eyes lit up.

"Are you crazy? You want to use me as a scapegoat? But they won't believe you, I'm just a pitiful beggar. If it wasn't for the chaos earlier, how would I have been able to get in here? " The Fat Beggar shouted in anger.

"I won't kill myself, I definitely won't!" Wang Jin clenched his fists.

"You're such a coward. You don't even have the courage to kill yourself." Fat Beggar said in disdain.

"I'm not a coward; I'm just not willing to give up on others and become their scapegoat!" Wang Jin flung his sleeves and turned to leave.

Puff puff!

Fat Beggar suddenly rushed to Wang Jin's feet, and firmly grabbed onto Wang Jin's legs, and sharply shouted: "Someone come quickly, the murderer is here!"

"F * ck!" Wang Jin was shocked.

"Catch him!" Upon hearing this, the furious crowd immediately ran over from afar.

"Let go!" Wang Jin tried his best to push the Fat Beggar away, but he realized that the Fat Beggar was as steady as Mt.

This shocked Wang Jin greatly, he suddenly thought that although he could fight one versus three, he could not move this crippled beggar. Could it be that this old man was a hermit master? There was a high chance that he was the one who poisoned Big Brother Zhao!

But no one will believe me!

"What poison are you trying to give me? If I consume it, how fast can I die? " Wang Jin suddenly asked.

Fat Beggar was surprised for a moment when he heard it, and said joyously: "Just three breaths of time, don't worry, I will let you die quickly. You won't be tortured by them."

"One …" Two... "Three." Wang Jin muttered to himself, at the same time, he recalled the scene of Zhao Gang's death.

From falling to raising his hand, to saying the word "you", just happened to take three breaths of time.

"You are the murderer!" Wang Jin's eyes were blazing with fire, his fist striking Fat Beggar's temple, yet it felt like he was hitting a wall, the fist surface immediately injured.

"Come on, I've caught this killer. He's killed Kindred Zhao. Even I, the beggar, can't stand watching him die!" Fat Beggar buried his head again and tightly grabbed Wang Jin's legs.

"Wang Jin, you can't run away, we'll catch you and chop your arms and legs off!"

"Soak you in a pig cage!"

"Castrate you and make you a servant of the Zhao Family!"

Everyone was furious.

"Heavens, you have miscalculated! The earth, you do not know that good and bad things are good and bad!" Wang Jin shouted in grief and indignation.

"Kid, prepare to rest in peace." Fat Beggar suddenly raised his head and squinted.

"Kacha!" Wang Jin's two fingers fiercely thrust towards Fat Beggar's eyes.

Seeing that, the Fat Beggar was shocked, he anxiously used his hand to cover his eyes.

Wang Jin's expression became ruthless as he reached out to grab a few hairs on Fat Beggar's nose and pulled them out.

"Oh!" Fat Beggar cried out in pain as he covered his face with both hands.

Wang Jin hastily jumped onto Fat Beggar's back, and then, with a leap, he grabbed onto the edge of the high wall, and with a flip, he rushed out of the courtyard.

"Why is this kid so hard to deal with?" It actually could not destroy his will! " Fat Beggar raised his head, his eyes revealing a trace of viciousness.

Wang Jin escaped on the street as if he had gone mad, knocking down all the passersby and knocking over all the goods of the hawker. Not long after, he returned home in a sorry state.

"Father!" Brother Zhao is dead, I've been framed! " Wang Jin anxiously said.

The old man's eyes dimmed, "Someone has already informed me." With that, he bent down and took out a thick hemp rope from under the bed.

"What are you doing with this thing?" Wang Jin opened his eyes wide.

"Originally, I used this hemp rope to tie up the cattle, but you're betting that even our cattle have been sold for debt. Today, let me use it to tie you up." The old man sighed.

"Where are you going after tying me up?" Wang Jin asked angrily.

"I'll naturally hand it over to the government."

"I was framed!"

"The government will return you justice."

"You're asking me to die!" Wang Jin retreated step by step.

The old man grabbed the hemp rope and walked forward step by step. "The government wanted to capture you for a thousand taels of silver. A month ago, the Ergou next door broke the law outside, but he ran home of his own accord. He advised his family to tie him up and send him to the government. "You have to learn from Ergou next door. If you kill someone and commit a capital offense, you might as well show your filial piety before you pass away."

"How preposterous!"

"Sigh, just accept your fate."

"I can't stand this! I did not kill anyone. I am worthy of the conscience of heaven, and I will not allow anyone to betray me! " Wang Jin said angrily, then pushed the old man away and rushed out of the house.

The moment he rushed out of the house, he suddenly felt that his father, who had accompanied him for more than ten years, seemed so unfamiliar.

The rain began to fall heavily, filling his entire vision with rain.

Hualala! It was so raining that it was difficult for the pedestrians to open their eyes. Each and every one of them was drenched in sweat.

The downpour was sudden and unexpected, thus increasing the difficulty of the search. Wang Jin escaped the county with much difficulty.

Fat Beggar strolled in the rain, his face sullen as he muttered to himself. "It's actually raining in the secret realm, it's uncontrollable. Even though I am the refiner of the Celestial Realm's alms bowl, I do not have complete control over this mysterious world. I can let the secret realm freely arrange for his' freshmen 'as I wish, but the goal of the secret realm is for a martial artist who has a bottleneck to break through, so everything is constantly changing. "

After saying all that, Fat Beggar's face was filled with pain. He squatted down, held his head and choked with sobs as he said, "Father, I don't even know if you are dead or alive, why did the Situ Family treat us like father and son? I want to kill the people sent by the Situ Family, but I can't do it myself, because doing so will break the rules of the secret realm. If the master of the Heavenly Dipper Secret Domain kills someone at will, then the other martial artists that are dragged into the secret realm will wake up, so I can only arrange for others to kill him, or for him to commit suicide. "

Wasn't this an opportunity in times of crisis?

Of course, the current Wang Jin didn't even know that he was in a secret realm. He seemed to have become someone else, someone who had another life and also lived a miserable life.