Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 18: Qing Ben and Beauty(1/2)

As the night was long, Wang Meng killed many people and felt a little tired.

A huge copycat with a hundred people.

Wang Meng had no neck to wipe his only eleven leaders, one big village leader, and two village leaders’ wives, a total of fourteen people.

All fourteen people who might have survived were tied up with ropes and cloaked their mouths with rags.

One room is isolated from one person.

After coordinating with the broken tendons of the hands and feet that were consciously safe, Wang Meng was looking for a room to rest well.

...

The next day, the sky lighted up slightly, and it was dawn when a rooster crowed.

Wang Meng suddenly opened his eyes: "Hmm? Are there animals on the mountain?"

He shook his head again, thinking about what he wanted to do, would he really kill all the people without leaving any other children?

Thinking of this, Wang Meng raised his lips: "It's time to harvest. Let's see how many people are alive."

Yesterday, Wang Meng's unified movement was to slash the back of the neck with a hand knife, causing a second coma, which facilitates the knife's move.

Due to lack of experience and lack of strength, I don’t know how many people can survive.

"Don't ask for too much, half is enough."

Open the first portal, this is a room for binding the boss.

At this time, the leader was still lying on the bed. Wang Meng frowned and walked forward, exploring his nose without breathing at all.

"It's an unlucky person, he actually died."

Wang Meng sighed slightly from a distance.

"Put it out!"

The dagger in his hand followed last night, and a blood mark formed on his neck.

Wang Meng turned around and left, and walked to the second house, and the leader was still lying quietly on the ground.

"Is it dead again?" Wang Meng suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Is it too heavy for me to do it?

Wouldn't they all die?

Immediately stepped forward and took a breath—there was only a slight breath.

"Luckily, I'm not dead, I should have just not woken up."

Wang Meng felt a little relaxed.

Bang!

Bang!

Wang Meng fired his bow from side to side, and slapped the leader in the face.

I saw that in an instant, the head's cheeks became swollen, and the two palm prints were very obvious.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

After Wang Meng slapped two times in the face, the leader suddenly woke up, felt his condition, and had no strength in his hands, and immediately struggled.

A whimpering sound was made from his mouth, and he looked at Wang Meng with nervousness in his eyes.

Wang Meng nodded slightly: "The calming spirit has been scattered for the middle of the night, and the effect has subsided a lot. Two slaps are awakened."

Wang Meng suddenly pulled the rag from the boss's mouth.

The leader immediately spoke anxiously: "Who are you?"

"What do you want to do? Let me go, or I will call someone!"

Wang Meng nodded as he looked at the leader's performance.

Although he was very anxious, he did not yell, his psychological quality was passed, and his speech was very logical. This was a smart person.

"Hmm? It's almost a little bit of a problem. How can you threaten me in such a situation?"

"Isn't this equivalent to irritating the gangsters after being kidnapped?"

Wang Meng thought to himself.

The leader was slowly calming down at this time.

Observing Wang Meng's reaction, when he woke up, he found that he was tied up by a masked man.

The current state is very unfriendly to me, and the man in black actually pulled the rag and seemed to be not patting himself and shouting.

The leader suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Is it because the people at the foot of the mountain attacked, and the people outside were all dead and subdued?"

"Or it's just a rebellion in the village?"

"No, it's the people at the foot of the mountain, and there's no need to mask the man on the mountain to rebel."

"If I didn't kill me, I must have a request. Could it be that the news of that batch of goods leaked?"

...

In an instant, thousands of thoughts appeared in the head's mind.

Wang Meng didn't expect that a small leader had such a mental quality and after waking up.

I noticed so much through just a few simple details.

Wang Meng said, "Don't shout, everyone outside is dead, my brothers and I succeeded in our own hands last night."

"Now only a few leaders and your village leader survive. You should know what I want, right?"

The leader sighed and did not doubt it when he heard this.

Even knowing that doubt is useless, can you really shout?

If it is fake, it will be dead when shouting, forcing the masked man to kill someone.

If it is true, it will be meaningless to shout, and it will also give the masked man an impression of not cooperating.

People are the slaughter and I am the slaughter, so just cooperate.

After a long time, the leader made a decision in his heart and spoke sincerely.

"Your Excellency came for the batch of goods a few days ago? That batch of goods was the hands of the owner of the village. I don't know much details."

"But you want to know what you want to ask, just ask, I will tell you everything, and every sentence is true."

"And you are covering your face, so we have room for relief from each other. I hope you can see if I cooperate enough to let me live a life."

Upon hearing this, Wang Meng's eyes became brighter and brighter. Looking at the sincerity of the boss's face, he sighed in his heart: "I'm really a talent!"

It depends on the name, the change of attitude, and the meaning that flows through words.

This leader knows how to advance and retreat, bend and stretch, knows to use his own advantages, and can use his mask to destroy the king's will to kill.

He can still shirk responsibility without realizing it. He is really a great talent.

Wang Meng never thought that "Lying Dragon and Phoenix Chicken" would appear among a small counterfeit leader.

Wang Meng shook his head: "No! It's not the reason for that batch of goods. My brothers and I are just asking for money. But since we talk about that batch of goods, I think you are willing to let me understand it."

"And, what's your name?"

When the leader heard this, he felt nervous and felt helpless. I really gave him a glamorous look to the blind man.

Since the other party did not come for that batch of goods, it would be meaningless to shift the responsibility to the boss himself.

However, if you cross the river dragon simply for money, without the factor of revenge, your vitality will be much greater, Zhang Yu said in his heart.

"Your Excellency, my surname is Zhang Yu, and I am the leader of the Hukou Village. I rank fourth among the leaders. I sit in the fifth seat of Hukou Mountain. I know most of the things on the mountain and will definitely help you."

Zhang Yu expressed his value in his words.

Wang Meng nodded: "It's a good name."

"That batch of goods was a batch of goods that the caravans passed by several months ago, and they exposed their wealth. The boss was thinking about it and personally led people to rob the road in Lin County, killing the people, and getting a batch of goods."

"That batch of goods was all red and yellow, and it is said to be a birthday gift for an adult in the court."

When Wang Meng heard this, he frowned: "What are yellow goods, red goods? What are forbidden things? Don't talk about slander words in the world."

Zhang Yu looked at the masked man again and thought to himself that it was a chick.

I couldn't help but believe Wang Meng's previous words a little more.

Moreover, young birds must have the habit of being kind and ruthless, and their chances of survival have increased a lot.

Zhang Yu was secretly happy.

The language became more and more sincere, and explained: "Red goods are jewelry and jade, and yellow goods are gold ingots."

When Wang Meng heard this, he nodded, and his eyes lit up even more - he became rich.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage