Chapter 196 The Big Boss

Thinking of this, the eldest brother raised his hand, and a man behind him dismounted. Just as he was about to raise his hand to chop down, he saw Jiang Zhiyu sobbing suddenly and falling down first.

[Just kidding, undercovers are undercovers, but I won’t suffer physical pain. ]

The man who raised his hand: "..."

He looked at his palm in surprise, and said with a little excitement: "Brother! I learned it, did you see? She fell down before I even made a move!"

"Learned shit!" The eldest brother couldn't help but swear: "It's obvious that she fainted from crying! Hurry up and put her in the car, don't delay!"

The man who raised his hand was stunned for a few seconds, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he retracted his hand, picked up Jiang Zhiyu and put her in the car behind them.

[Hey, there are apples? Bashi. 】

The sound of Jiang Zhiyu chewing an apple reached He Yanting's ears. He Yanting, who was pretending to be dizzy, moved his Adam's apple slightly and curled his fingers slightly, as if he was pinching something.

The mountain road was bumpy, and his movements did not attract the attention of other bandits.

...

It was already dawn, and the bandits who had not slept all night were not tired and were in high spirits.

The winter morning was particularly cold. There were big braziers burning everywhere in the village. The bandits ganged up in the main tent. Jiang Zhaorong, He Yanting and Jiang Zhiyu were also pressed into the center of the tent.

The house was warm. The eldest brother took off his fur coat and threw it to the people standing next to him, his eyes moving over them.

"Tell me now. Now that you are here, don't count on the officers and soldiers. Tell me everything clearly. Maybe I can spare your lives."

He pinched his brows with his stubby fingers, narrowed his eyes and looked up, with an indescribable obscene meaning.

"Then... you go first."

He pointed at Jiang Zhaorong.

"I've said it before. If you were in Shengjing, I would naturally offer you a hundred taels of gold, but this is Jinzhou. If you can wait, send someone to send a letter back."

His eyes were firm and his words were sincere, without any pretense.

The eldest brother stared at him for a long while, then retracted his gaze and looked at He Yanting in a cold tone: "What about you?"

"You are the son of the Minister, not worth mentioning."

"Minister? How much is your family property?"

"I can't afford a hundred taels of gold."

The eldest brother choked. If someone else talked to him like this, he would have been beaten up long ago. But when he met He Yanting's calm gaze, he obviously had nothing, but he was still controlled by others, but inexplicably made the eldest brother tremble in his heart, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

Among these people, only the little girl is easier to control.

But what can she know?

The eldest brother sighed lightly: "Take him away, give the official paper and pen, and let Fei Maotui ride as fast as he can to Shengjing."

One person took the three of them away, and the rest of the people looked at the eldest brother, confused.

"In three days, we will go back there. Even if Feimaotui can really fly, it is too late for him to go back and forth between Shengjing and Jinzhou in three days. It is impossible to send someone to wait for him." "

Then we won't wait."

The eldest brother frowned and looked at him impatiently: "Do you want me to explain it more clearly?"

The man fell silent immediately. What did the eldest

brother mean by that? Could it be that he wanted to lose Feimaotui?

But how would he explain it to the boss?

...

In the tent next to them, Jiang Zhiyu, He Yanting and Jiang Zhaorong were all locked up together. I don't know if it was because they were too useless, there was no one guarding them.

Jiang Zhaorong tied his hands behind his back, sat on the ground, raised his eyes slightly: "Tell me, what are you planning."

Jiang Zhiyu blinked: "Isn't this obvious?"

Jiang Zhaorong: "..."

He choked and snorted: "Now you are getting more sharp-tongued." He

just complained in his heart before, but now he said it out loud.

Thinking of his inner voice, Jiang Zhaorong's eyelashes trembled slightly. At first, he thought that being able to hear Zhiyu's inner voice was a blessing from God, but now he can't hear it. Why?

But of course he couldn't say this to Jiang Zhiyu directly, and now was not the time to think about this.

Jiang Zhaorong looked around, and there was nothing in the tent that he had seen before, just some animal fur.

He retracted his gaze and looked at He Yanting.

"This is not the main camp. Do you want to follow these people back to the main camp and catch them all in one fell swoop?"

Jiang Zhaorong realized this when he saw the camp.

He Yanting turned a deaf ear to him. Jiang Zhiyu took a few steps forward, moved his ears, and chuckled: "Here they come."

Jiang Zhaorong: "???"

He was about to speak when the noise outside gradually increased. After a while, he heard a voice outside shouting: "Big boss, second boss."

"Look, it's delivered to the door."

Jiang Zhiyu's mouth curled up.

There was no sound outside for a while. After waiting for half a cup of tea, a big man opened the curtain and said: "Follow me!"

The three followed him, and Jiang Zhiyu was holding a soup mother in his arms.

The bandit had never seen such a thing before, and kept glancing at her hand. After a few glances, he suddenly felt a chill on his body. He raised his head and met He Yanting's cold eyes.

The big man was startled and subconsciously retracted his gaze.

That's not right! The big man took a few steps before realizing that their lives were in his hands now. Why should he be afraid of them? !

Although he thought so, the big man didn't dare to look at it again.

However, when the little girl was caught before, did she still have this thing on her?

...

In front of the main account, the bandits put the square tables together to form a long seat. Jiang Zhiyu saw a wild boar next to it, which was probably used for the evening celebration.

She licked her dry lips.

[I’m hungry again. It turns out that talent can’t be eaten.]

He Yanting: “…”

After entering the tent, the elder brother who was sitting before stood beside him. A man was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. He was wearing wolf tooth ornaments all over his body and an eye patch on his left eye. He raised his head lazily when he heard the sound.

"Are they them?"

His voice was casual and sounded unserious, but it carried a magnetic and intimidating force.

[Oh, oh, this voice hit my heart! ]

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up slightly, and his eyes suddenly became agitated.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu's voice came into his ears, He Yanting's eyes became dark, and his eyes were deep and deep. He pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and his heartbeat also accelerated a little.

"To the eldest master, it is them," the eldest brother said with a smile, "I have found out about the one at the side. He is a high-ranking official from the capital. He is a fat sheep and has a lot of gold. The two people next to him are brother and sister. Their background is not clear yet, but he said he is the son of the minister."

"The son of the minister?"

The eldest master chuckled, "How come, after not seeing you for many years, General He has found a new father? Which minister dares to accept you as his son?"

Jiang Zhaorong's eyes condensed. He actually knew him?

He Yanting did not respond, and the eldest master continued, "Oh, I just saw that Mr. He's leg is also healed? Congratulations."