Chapter 129 (1/1)

The Feast li hua bai 29540K 2022-07-24

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”Sister, you can't underestimate their IQ because these bandits have suffered losses several times.” Su wennuan can't cry or laugh. People are really greedy animals. It's clear that just two hours ago, what they care about is how to protect their lives. Now everyone is in Tianjin Ledao. How can they turn defeat into victory and catch these bandits.

Aunt Jing blushed and whispered, ”I'm greedy. However, seeing that under the arrangement of my sister, these villains suffer losses again and again, I couldn't help but raise such an idea in my heart. My sister said don't underestimate their IQ, but I think it's okay to underestimate them. How can these stupid villains be the opponents of my sister who is full of wisdom?”

”Sister, are you sure this is a sincere compliment, not a deliberate support?” Su wennuan thought about it. She felt that she could not even touch the edge with Zhuge Liang talents such as ”a hundred clever tricks”. At best, she read more novels in modern times.

”Of course not.” ≮ book ⇄ reading ⇉ house ➶ patriots. ”

At the same time, the members of the dog slaughtering gang are also studying the treatment of these 100 cakes. Some people propose to throw them away because how can the enemy's things get into the stomach? Don't forget that they wanted to poison the well water of the temple before, although they failed in the end because the spy was caught. ≮ book ⇄ reading ⇉ house ➶≯

But this proposal was immediately rejected by more people: a hundred pancakes with warm and fragrant flavor looked thin and crisp. Before eating them, it seemed that they had felt the flavor of the noodles. This is undoubtedly a great temptation for dozens of hungry young rough men. Of course, they also have reasons to eat: monks are merciful. How can poisons be put in temples? The ladies of Hou's house come to offer incense, and it's impossible to take arsenic with you? So this cake can't be toxic.

Seeing that the two sides could not quarrel, Chen Jing and Liu Erniu saw that it couldn't work. The other party used 100 cakes, which made them almost quarrel with each other. If we get some more delicious food, will most brothers have to fight back? They are dog slaughtering gangs. How can they fall apart because of eating? This is not a disgrace.

”All right, all right, stop arguing. People who want to eat first are afraid of poisonous ones. It's worth arguing about such a small thing? Don't you think it's humiliating enough?” Chen Jing finally said, so the Cake Eaters cheered and gathered around Liu Erniu to grab cakes. But the two heads of the family stared and said in a rough voice: ”who says I don't eat? Mom is hungry. Eating this is better than eating dry food. Go down to me, line up and come to me one by one.”

Looking at the brothers smiling and waiting for the cake, Chen Jing seemed to see that the festival of the dog slaughtering gang had fallen all over the ground and couldn't pick it up. He sighed deeply and knew that he was self defeating again. Is it still like a group of Jianghu heroes who specialize in robbing families and houses? The refugees lining up in front of the porridge pot are also better looking than them.

Unable to sit by the campfire. An ominous premonition has risen in Chen Jing's heart. According to his idea, I wish I could take my brothers down the mountain and leave now. This job is too difficult. They won't do who they love. However, since the establishment of the dog slaughtering Gang, they have repeatedly said the word ”loyalty”. Now several brothers are trapped in it, but they want to flee for their lives? I can't say that.

When he was out of God, he felt that someone pulled his sleeve and turned his head. Liu Erniu stuffed three pancakes in his hand, licked his lips and said with a smile: ”Boss, try it. It's really delicious. It's worthy of being the wife of the prince of Anping. No wonder everyone in the capital says that she is the reincarnation of the God of food. It looks insignificant. When you eat it, it's crispy and delicious. It's absolutely amazing. My brothers and I have eaten it. It's all right. These are the last three. They're specially reserved for you. How about it? Brother, I'm still loyal ?”

”I know you are the most loyal.” Chen Jing smiled bitterly, grabbed three or five bites of the cake and swallowed it. Then he suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: ”brothers, no matter what trap it is, let's fight, save some brothers, catch the lady of the son of God, let her cook us some meals, go and rush into the temple.”

It's obviously more exciting than making money and joining the Mingyu building at this time. The bandits rushed to the temple and quickly crossed the gate. Then they saw a young monk standing quietly not far away. In the moonlight, he folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name. He was a calm eminent monk, more young and handsome, and the mountain wind blew He brushed his generous cassock and made him look like a Bodhisattva and jade Buddha who came to resist the wind. In an instant, he shocked the people of the dog slaughtering gang who rushed in.

”Amitabha, did the almsgivers eat the bread just now?”

The monk smiled. It was a compassionate smile. In the eyes of Chen Jing and Liu Erniu, there was a gloomy smell. The cold sweat and goose bumps on their bodies came out together. It was not just them. The originally bloody bandits were just like the little flame met a hail, which made people pour out their blood in a word.

”Don't fool the public with such thin cakes. I don't believe what tricks you can play.” Chen Jing shouted, but his feet didn't move. He also didn't notice that this was the nth time they had been blocked since they came to the temple. Morale was a famous saying of master Cao GUI, a famous military theorist. It was an irrefutable truth after thousands of years of testing. How could the dog slaughtering Gang be different? So at the moment, although Chen Jing's shouting and scolding are full of anger, the morale of the dog slaughtering gang has been extremely depressed.

”Are there any tricks? Please press the Tanzhong acupoint hard, and then you will know.” the monk is still a calm smile, but he has begun to play drums in his heart: can this move used by the lady of the prince be useful? Press Tanzhong acupoint hard. It hurts if it's okay. Who doesn't understand this truth?

Sure enough, Chen Jing and the dog slaughtering Gang dare not joke about their own lives. They all press Tanzhong acupoint hard. Although the ingredients are miscellaneous, since they have established a gang, they need to understand the most basic martial arts knowledge, so no one needs others to tell him where Tanzhong acupoint is. They are all their own hands. At the next moment, they only listen to the cry, The cold sweat of dog butcher leader Chen Jing came down. Less than half of it was painful and most of it was frightening. (to be continued.)

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