Chapter 11 Bloodwashing Black Cloud Village (2)
The mouth of the sack was untied, and Zhao Hong finally saw the long-lost sunshine.
The two men released her out of the sack, but did not loosen the rope for her, and even the gag cloth was not taken off. When a younger boy reached out to do these things, he was stopped by an older man.
"I'll take care of her later. It's just right to be honest and avoid us being distracted." Wu Ming said to Hu Zi.
Zhao Hong saw three bandits tied to three trees with their heads drooping, as if they were unconscious. Not far away were two dead bodies lying, with their eyes wide open, and there seemed to be a look of surprise on their faces.
Brother Zhang woke up first, on the one hand, because he was relatively strong, and on the other hand, because of severe pain in his hands.
"Are the two heroes on the road? Let's report to Wan'er, Hewu (all of them are fellow friends in the world) Don't hurt the harmony." Brother Zhang shook his head and said to Wu Ming and Hu Zi.
Wu Ming knew some slander, but that was used by the Hong Kong gang in modern society, and it was not easy to use here. He and Hu Zi stared at each other with big eyes, and no one understood.
"Two heroes, I wonder if they are here to go online (to commit crimes in this area) or to open mountains and set up counters (to use one place as the base)? It is easy to pass the door (to report to the sect before), so why bother to clear it (kill the other party)?" Brother Zhang's hand was still dripping with blood, and he said while sucking air conditioner in pain.
"Brother, is this kid fooled by you? What are you talking nonsense?" Hu Zi asked Wu Ming with a frown.
"He was talking about slanderous words from bandits," Wu Ming stood up, patted the dust on his butt, took Hu Zi's bayonet, walked to Brother Zhang, and gestured in front of Brother Zhang, "Don't talk nonsense, we are not from the truth, and you don't understand what you said. Now I'll ask you, if you answered inconsistently, don't blame me for being shady."
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Brother Zhang was stunned for a moment, and was a little dizzy by the shaking bayonet, and quickly replied, "As long as the hero asks, I promise to say whatever I know."
"Are you from that mountain village?" Wu Ming pointed in the direction of the valley, "What is this called a mountain village? Who are your boss?"
"That's Heiyun Village. Our shopkeeper is Hei Lao San. He is called the Demon King in the World on the Road." Brother Zhang forced a smile.
Wu Ming glanced at Hu Zi and actually met this evil-doing third brother. It was such a coincidence.
"How many people are there in the village now?" Wu Ming continued to ask.
"We are the largest streak in this area, with more than one hundred numbers!" Brother Zhang replied.
"Are these more than a hundred people in the village now?" Wu Ming frowned slightly. There are so many people, it is really difficult to deal with.
Brother Zhang hesitated for a moment, and his expression was immediately captured by Wu Ming.
"Yes! They are all in the village!" Brother Zhang's eyes rolled and replied.
Wu Ming sneered and stared at Brother Zhang, and his cold gaze made Brother Zhang sweat. Wu Ming waved his hand and "block this guy's mouth."
Wu Ming turned around and looked at the other two little bandits. The one who was kicked in the stomach and knocked on the back of the head should be about to wake up? As for the thin man Hu Zi cleaned up, Hu Zi fucked and kicked him in a sea. His head was swollen like a pig's head, and at least it was a sequelae of concussion. I guess he couldn't ask anything.
"Hey, wake up, wake up." Wu Ming used a knife to cut a small wooden stick out of the tip, and while tying the little bandits, he grabbed his hair and shook it back and forth.
"Yeah" the little bandit moaned and slowly opened his eyes. After seeing the scene in front of him, he opened his mouth and wanted to scream, and a bayonet was just stuffed.
"This place is very far from your village. Even if you shout out loud, no one can hear it." Wu Ming sneered, "But your voice is not good. I don't like to hear your call. Do you understand?"
The little bandit held the bayonet in his mouth, stared at him for a while, and nodded.
"As for me, there is a rule that only four people a day can be killed, one more cannot be killed, and one less can't be killed. You must have heard of my name. I am the famous and terrified Wang Busi in the world. Have you heard of it?" Wu Ming asked seriously.
The little bandit blinked his eyes, nodded quickly, and made a "um" sound in his mouth, indicating that he had indeed heard of it.
Wu Ming continued to say seriously with a tense face, "I have killed two people today, and now I have to kill two more to count. Otherwise, I will not have a good sleep tonight, that is to say, you three." Wu Ming pointed at the three bandits tied to the tree, "Only one person can survive, so who can survive?"
Wu Ming deliberately paused for a while, and the little bandit stared at him, "I'll ask a few questions about Heiyun Village. Whoever answers well and answers well will answer them all, so I will let go. How about it, Wang Busi, isn't it very generous, it's very interesting."
"I'll say, I'll say." A vague voice suddenly came from beside him.
Wu Ming looked in surprise. The bandit who was beaten into a pig's head woke up at some point. He tried hard to open his nearly throat-clad eyes and made an urgent sound from his swollen lips.
Damn, it's really amazing. He's been beaten like this and can still answer quickly. Wu Ming pulled back the bayonet and looked at the pig's head strangely.
"Bah, Ma Gan, I joined the group three days earlier than you, of course I answered better than you. Shut up. Hero, ask me!" The little bandit immediately shouted dissatisfied when he saw someone fighting with him.
"Bah, it's useless to join the group early. I just know more than you. Hero, please ask me." Zhutou protested without being outdone.
"Ph...I'm...!"
"Bao, bah... I bah...!"
"Stop, stop, SHUTUP, shut up." Wu Ming stopped vigorously, and the English blurted out made a light flash in Zhao Hong's eyes, who was watching with relish.
"You complement each other, whoever I hear is comfortable with, will be who it is." Wu Ming sat on a stone and began to host the intelligence competition.
In order to survive, the two bandits began to work hard, splashing their mouths and trying hard to express themselves.
"Oh, there are only about 30 people left in the village. Oh, everyone else followed the second leader to attack Guanjiabao. Oh, the third brother-in-law was injured by a ground bomb last time when he hit the siege.... Oh, oh..." Wu Ming nodded while looking at the siege with a strange smile as he was blocked, and his eyes widened, making a hunched brother Zhang.
"Very good, both of you are acting very well." Wu Ming stood up, nodded at the two bandits with a smile, and then said with a pity, "This is very difficult to do. Who should be released? It's really hard to decide!"
The hope of birth surged in the hearts of the two bandits, looking at Wu Ming intently.
"Let me do this, I will ask another question in the end. Whoever can answer it and answer it well will give it to anyone." Wu Ming said in a very reluctant tone.
"If I want to sneak into Heiyun Village to get something, do you think there is any good way? Start answering." Wu Ming walked back and forth with a smile, constantly playing with the cold bayonet in his hand.
The two bandits fell silent and thought hard.
The little bandit thought for a while, then turned his eyes and said flatteringly: "I say, hero, with your ability, the flying eaves and walls are not like walking on the flat ground. When it gets dark, you stomp your feet and fly in without realizing it."
"Farting, I'm going to the sky and the earth!" Wu Ming's smile suddenly froze on his face and cursed angrily.
"I remember it, I remember it." Pighead shouted in surprise, "Hero, I have a way to let you sneak in and get things."
"Oh, tell me quickly, what's the solution?"
Chapter completed!