As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes naturally looked here.

Chai Maoquan was a little surprised and did not expect Yang Mo to speak out for help.

The cripple looked at Yang Mo without saying nonsense: "What rules have you broken?"

"It was him who just caught someone." Yang Mo pointed at Liu Jiang.

"It was him who released the people."

He pointed at Chai Maoquan again.

Finally, his eyes fell on Zhang Liang: "Regularly speaking, General Chai is a life-saving grace to Mr. Zhang, and kowtowing him a few times to his life-saving benefactor is not an exaggeration."

Zhang Liang also frowned, as if that was the case, it was not right... This matter cannot be calculated like this.

This kid is circling around people!

But before he could speak, Yang Mo looked at the cripple and said, "Master Lame, now you are going to bury General Chai alive because of kneeling down. Is it considered unreasonable?"

Mr. Lame thought about it and seemed like this, so he turned around and looked at Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang realized something was wrong, but he asked him to say something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Let him go."

The lame man gave an order and stopped quickly with his subordinates who were about to pull Chai Maoquan to bury alive.

"Since that's the case, Mr. Zhang, then forget about your grudge against this official."

After saying that, the lame master stretched out his hand, and the person around him handed over the horse whip and looked at Liu Jiang again: "This man hits you a few whips, and you will hit you back, forget it."

"We still have to hurry up and don't waste time."

Zhang Liang took the whip, but he was still thinking about what Yang Mo said, where was it going around.

"Wait a moment!"

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out what was wrong, but I thought of another thing.

"Then they can't stay!"

Zhang Liang showed a fierce look on his face: "These people are all working on jobs, and they are all officers and soldiers. Lame master. We are going to do big things. If they are released, they will probably disclose the secret."

When talking about this, Master Lame was stunned and nodded slowly: "It is indeed possible."

"If we let him go, we are afraid that once we leave, the officers and soldiers will chase us. At that time, we may never go to Jeju again and meet with General Tiangong."

The cripple thought about it, but it didn't take long to nod, giving his subordinate a look.

The man who had just left Chai Mao all the way down, once again raised him up and walked outside.

Seeing that he was going to be buried alive again, Chai Maoquan lost the courage to be dead just now and shouted loudly: "What, what? Didn't you agree to let me go? Why did you regret it again? Aren't you bad guys the most rules? Ah!"

There is a saying on the battlefield that one moment of motivation will decline again and then three times.

Similarly, people are similar when facing death.

When I was about to be buried alive for the first time, Chai Maoquan was ready to be a hero again in 18 years.

Are you afraid in your heart? Yes, but the pride of the children of aristocratic families and their disdain for bad people cover up the fear of death.

As soon as I said I could let him go, I felt like I had a life after a disaster, and suddenly I felt that it would be better to live.

What is pride and disdain? How important is life?

It is also very simple to have this kind of mentality, because he doesn't have to die.

When my heart dissipated, I heard that he was going to bury him alive again, and my fear of death overwhelmed everything.

Yang Mo saw this cripple who kept following the rules as soon as he appeared, overturning his decision, and did not hesitate for too long, and he felt a little contempt for him.

Zhang Liang's voice was not very loud and he didn't say much.

But Yang Mo could hear it clearly.

General of the God of Heaven, Jeju meets?

Isn’t General of Heaven Zhang Jiao?

Could it be that all the three brothers Zhang Jiao have traveled over?

And he continued to do his old business in his previous life - rebellion?

If this is true, then these three brothers have some brain problems.

But otherwise, why did these refugees go to Jeju?

Analyzing what Zhang Liang said, Yang Mo had an unknown premonition: This is the rhythm of killing people to silence them.

What big thing can’t be known to the government?

rebel...

From this point of view, I just shouldn't have spoken to save Chai Maoquan.

Sure enough, Zhang Liang said to them again: "These people cannot be let go, Lame, you must kill them all!"

His face was extremely serious and serious. Obviously, he had only been concerned about finding his face before and had never considered this matter.

Hum? I'm really afraid of anything I'm going to do.

He just told his subordinates not to hurt him, but he turned around and wanted to kill him again?

I was very despised by Zhang Liang's behavior. It seemed that the so-called gratitude was just an illusion. Once I touched my own interests, I would not care about any life-saving grace.

A group of guys who are not allowed to come to the table.

"You are going to Jeju? Jeju has been occupied by the Yellow Turban Rebels. What are you going to Jeju to do? Are you going to rebel?"

Chai Mao lost his former rationality in life and death and started shouting.

Struggle with all your strength.

He was already burly and wore light armor. He was less than 250 kilograms, but he had to exceed 200. After all, he directly knocked down one of the refugees carrying him.

Depressed to the ground and unconscious.

"Dongzi!"

A thin woman in her forties next to her pounced on her and hugged the fallen young man.

"Dongzi, what's wrong with you? Wake up!"

The woman hugged Dongzi's head in her arms and kept shaking it, tears flowing.

"What else can I do? I'm so hungry."

Zhang Liang said that he would change his face and see that he would also be put on the silence list, so Yang Mo naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

I looked at the faces of the refugees around me - I probably haven't had a full meal for a long time.

They fainted from hunger or were awake, which was a problem of eating in one bite.

How can such a group of people insist on going to Jeju?

Drink the northwest wind?

If you can drink the northwest wind, you can be full, so why bother to Jeju?

Yang Mo instantly thought of how to break the deadlock.

He walked up, took out the remaining dry food from his arms and handed it on: "Soak it in hot water and feed it into porridge and feed it to him. There should be some help."

When the refugees around saw the hard cake, many people involuntarily drained the water, and some even swallowed.

Even the cripple in this team's eyes were attracted by the dry food in Yang Mo's hands.

It seems that they are so ammunition and food are out of reach, otherwise Zhang Liang would not have brought anyone to find food in person.

"Master Lame, how about making a deal? I'll give you all a full meal, and you let us go."

Yang Mo stood up and looked at the cripple, confident.

The cripple hates Yang Mo's expression very much. This was what the dog bosses in the government arranged for him to do things.

But when I heard of having a full meal, the disgust disappeared.

Too hungry.

Even Zhang Liang forgot about silence and came forward: "You, what did you say?"

"I said I can give you a full meal."

A full meal sounds like no big deal.

But at this moment, in the eyes of this group of people, it is more tempting than gold and silver in front of them.

"You, do you really have a way?"

Facing the food, the Lame Master, who had been very cold, put down his airs and showed expectations on his face.

"Yes, but you have to let me know how many of you are."

Yang Mo nodded, wanting them to have a meal, not just because he wanted to make a deal with the cripple.
To be continued...