Chapter 267: Sun Wenzhong's death
Chapter 267 The Death of Sun Wenzhong
"Okay, you are in charge of this matter..." Sun Wenjin waved his hands.
"Master Sun... This, you are not being kind. What kind of decision can I, a mere county magistrate, do? We are just helping you... Let you, the court official, decide this matter,"
When this incident happened, County Magistrate Zhang just wanted to shirk it. He had already caused a commotion.
Sun Wenjin's face was pulled down all of a sudden, "Today, this matter is rotten in my stomach. If anyone talks about it, I will cut off his tongue!"
Sun Wenjin didn't need to talk about this matter, everyone knew what to do, but Zhou Zhongming was offended, who would have the guts to offend that iron-blooded general who kills without batting an eyelid!
"You too! You'd better forget what happened today! Otherwise, I'll let you go around!" Sun Wenjin looked fiercely at the guards outside.
These guards were dead or wounded, and those who survived were shocked by Sun Wenjin's shock. Enduring the wounds on their bodies, they struggled and said, "It must be! This subordinate will never say anything about it!"
Sun Wenjin was satisfied with this, and specially sent someone to send the three daughters home, and did not forget to give some silver taels as compensation, and this absurd thing came to an end.
Sun Wenjin felt that his body was a little heavy, as if he had gone through a catastrophe and drained all his energy.
Thinking of what happened today, he was still terrified, he walked unsteadily to the bed, and lay down heavily.
But something was wrong. Sun Wenjin couldn't fall asleep anyway. He was obviously tired, but why he always felt cold behind his back and couldn't sleep. Sun Wenjin tossed and turned on the bed, but finally realized the discomfort under his body. When he turned around, there was something behind him. Personally, he quickly got up and looked down, it was his brother Sun Wenzhong!
"Brother! You, you—" Sun Wenjin heard the wounds all over Sun Wenzhong's body, goosebumps couldn't help occupying his whole body, and a chill came over him unconsciously.
The person on the bed didn’t move at all. Sun Wenjin shook his hand and slapped it vigorously, but what he saw was Sun Wenzhong’s pale face with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. Sun Wenjin was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
Sun Wenjin looked at Sun Wenzhong on the bed in fear, and staggered up from the ground in embarrassment. He stretched out his trembling hand and leaned towards the tip of Sun Wenzhong's nose.
Not breathing!
Sun Wenjin was shocked, and then shook Sun Wenzhong in disbelief.
"Big brother! Big brother! What's wrong with you, big brother! Don't scare me, big brother!" Sun Wenjin's voice became more and more sad.
How is it possible? He went out for a few hours, and when he came back, he saw his elder brother lying on his bed like a dead man, shouting loudly, but Sun Wenzhong still looked dead and did not respond.
Sun Wenzhong believed that his eldest brother was really dead, and Sun Wenzhong wailed loudly, "Big brother! Big brother! You died so badly—who the hell! Who is the murderer!"
The maids outside didn't understand the sound of participation, so the servants who guarded the gate couldn't help but started whispering.
"What's the matter, master?"
"I don't know, what about big brother..."
"Do you want to go in and take a look, in case something happens to the master..."
"It's better to say goodbye, let's just do our part, don't worry about these things of the masters, you are kind, but if you don't do it, you will be killed!"
(end of this chapter)