Chapter 130 (1/2)
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We can know from the level of the dog butcher that although the force of the dog slaughtering Gang is not low, the level of wisdom is generally not high. This is also the reason why Liu Qiang selected them to perform the task: such a group of people have a high value of force, but their brains are not enough. Even if they are caught by mistake, they will never think of the mastermind behind the scenes, so there is no way to confess.
With such a level of wisdom, and in the panic of the setback of the kidnapping and extortion plan, where can the dog slaughtering Gang think of the problem that ”Whoever presses the Tanzhong acupoint will hurt”? As the saying goes, ”those who are in the game” and ”black under the lamp”, the more obvious and shallow the cover is, the easier it is for people to get in, not to mention that the atmosphere has been strained to the extreme after su wennuan's rendering.
So all the members of the dog slaughtering gang were frightened. Liu Erniu flew into a rage and shouted, ”cunning, smelly monk is really cunning. We have the ability to fight alone and dare to poison us. It's shameless, ow, Ow! I won't accept it, and I won't accept it if I die.” listen, I haven't thought about it yet. I want to die.
Chen Jing also looked gloomy and said in a deep voice, ”monks, they all speak of their family's compassion, but you are so insidious. Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's sin?”
My Buddha, he really bluffed.
The monk was shocked, but the waves on his face were not happy. Without this determination, can he be entrusted with an important task by Su wennuan? After listening to Chen Jing's words, he smiled and said, ”although the Buddha is merciful, the Buddha also has thunder means to punish the wicked in the world. Why did the benefactors come? I know in my heart that the monk is also to protect the people in the Marquis of Anping from the poison of the benefactors, so I have no shame in my heart, and I'm not afraid of the sin of the Buddha.”
Chen Jing's complexion was uncertain. Looking back, he saw that all his brothers were pale and their eyes were dull. It was obvious that the poison in the cake made them afraid to shrink back. However, with the spirit of righteousness in mind, everyone was embarrassed to kneel down and beg for mercy, so they all looked so cowardly.
All along, Chen Jing is quite proud of the dog slaughtering Gang He created. Indeed, in the past few years since the establishment of the dog slaughtering Gang, although I dare not say that it has gone all the way, it is also smooth sailing. Let them quickly become famous in the six southern provinces, which made him a little complacent. He thought that he and others just had no chance. Once he had the opportunity, he would shine in the six southern provinces and even the whole Daxia Wulin. Since then, we have grown and developed heartily.
However, the seemingly simple task this time made them completely show their original shape. The so-called dog slaughtering gang was just a mob, a pile of mud that couldn't help up the wall. This cognition made Chen Jingxin miserable. With a bitter smile, he suddenly looked up at the monk and said sarcastically, ”if I guessed right, there should be an antidote to the poison on this cake?”
”Of course.”
The monk still smiled faintly, but a bad feeling rose in his heart. Sure enough. Seeing Chen Jing suddenly turned around and shouted at the bandits behind him, ”brothers, do you think if we kneel down and beg for mercy, we can live with the antidote, can't we?”
No one answered. Everyone thought so. Only Liu Erniu, a rough man, understood at this time. He shouted, ”how is it possible? We want to kidnap the people of the Marquis of Anping. What we do is kill our heads. Even if we get the antidote, where will we end up if we are caught?”
The dog butcher gang was stunned, and then Fang responded: Yes, even if they got the antidote. Can you live? They are not thieves. What they do is beheading. If they are caught, forced to confess and tortured, they might as well die of pain.
When I thought of this, the dog slaughtering Gang, who had been as drooping as frost beat eggplant. The momentum came up immediately. Liu Erniu took the opportunity to roar, ”boss, how can you talk? We've lived with you for several years. We've had a big bowl of wine, a large piece of meat, and a beautiful woman's sleep. It's worth our life. Since the day we joined the dog slaughtering Gang, our brothers' life is not their own. Hey hey! Our head has fallen, but there's a big scar on the bowl. We'll be a good man again twenty years later.”
”Good brother.”