Chapter 197 Mystery teller, keep your mouth shut

He Yanting's face was calm, and he looked straight at him.

The boss moved his eyes to Jiang Zhiyu again, raised his eyebrows, and became interested.

"Brother and sister? You two don't look like it."

He looked Jiang Zhiyu up and down, his eyes were clear, and he didn't make people feel uncomfortable.

He Yanting's eyes were dark, and his eyes were darker than before.

"Since you know it, why bother to say more." As soon as

he opened his mouth, the boss's eyes moved back again, leaning against the back of the chair, looking down: "Oh, you finally opened your mouth? I thought the miracle doctor cured your leg, but you were poisoned."

His tone was full of resentment, as if he was full of resentment towards the person in front of him.

The eyes of the bandits next to him also gradually became unfriendly.

[Mystery teller, please keep your mouth shut. Aren't you just upset about him disbanding you? Just say it directly.]

He Yanting: "..."

His eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the complicated look in his eyes.

A female voice suddenly came into his ears. The boss frowned and shouted immediately: "Who is talking?!"

There was silence in the tent, and you could hear a pin drop. Everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and their eyes fell on him.

The boss narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhiyu, and the murderous intent was obvious in his eyes.

A woman, there was only one person in this tent.

He looked at Jiang Zhiyu with a puzzled look, and looked her up and down in disbelief. The doubts in his eyes became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became more and more complicated.

Did she just speak?

Also, from what she said, it seems that she knows a lot about what happened back then.

[She was so surprised that I got scared.]

[But it was a female voice. No one was talking in the tent just now. What did he hear?]

He Yanting touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue and interrupted Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts: "I think the boss also knows the purpose of my visit. Then I will get straight to the point. We must suppress the bandits."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the bandits burst into laughter when they heard it.

This man was carried back all the way dizzy, but now he is bragging about suppressing bandits?

Can he lift a knife!

For a while, the tent was filled with joyful laughter.

As they laughed, they gradually stopped laughing when they saw the gloomy face of the boss.

He Yanting had a cold expression and stood tall and handsome. He was so calm as if he was in his own backyard, without any panic on his face.

The laughter just now seemed to have not entered his ears at all.

The bandits felt something was wrong and carefully recalled the name the boss had called him before.

General!

If he is a general, how could he be captured so easily? It turned out that they did it on purpose!

Let them take him into the village and find out the route!

The bandits who reacted had ferocious faces and their hands were already on the hilt of the knife. The previous eldest brother had red eyes and pointed the tip of the knife at He Yanting, wishing he could rush up and tear him to pieces.

Damn it, I thought I caught a little sheep, but I ended up bringing back a jackal!

If the boss punishes him... The eldest

brother shuddered, not daring to think about it carefully. With the idea of ​​redeeming his crime, he said: "Boss, I was wrong. This kid must have pretended to be dizzy along the way. I don't know if he left any traces. In my opinion, let me kill this kid first, and then we go to the west. How about it?"

In order to avoid the officers and soldiers who were suppressing bandits in recent years, they have set up villages in various places. The location is hidden, and it is impossible to find them without them.

Moreover, although the boss called him a general, looking at his age, he doesn't look like he has been on the battlefield. He is just lucky and has a good father!

He can kill ten of these people!

No one paid any attention to him. The boss looked straight at He Yanting and suddenly snorted.

[What a good brother! Everyone knew that He Yanting led an army of 100,000. He also had a team of elite soldiers under him. Since its establishment, they have never lost a battle. How many people coveted them.] [

Unfortunately, He Yanting was seriously injured later. Under the pressure of the situation, they had no choice but to disband them. For their safety, they were all expelled from Shengjing.]

He Yanting's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the hands hanging by his side tightened.

The boss's eyes flickered slightly, and the aggressive gaze just now gradually eased.

[But I don't agree with this approach. No matter what, they should be allowed to choose for themselves. They should not consider what is good for them from their own perspective.]

[If he had told them the pros and cons at the time and let them choose for themselves, that would be the real respect for them.]

[After all, it's his fault for not having a mouth!]

Jiang Zhiyu glanced at He Yanting with disdain.

The boss also followed with a subtle look.

He Yanting: "..."

He was wrong.

The sense of oppression dissipated, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly eased. The bandits who were waiting to take action tightened their strings, waiting for the boss's order. After waiting for a while, the boss didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, they heard the boss suddenly laugh.

"We are all old friends, let's talk about the past first, and we can discuss these things later," he waved his hand, signaling the bandits to put away their weapons, and then said cheerfully: "Let's eat wild boar today and celebrate."

Celebrate?

They are standing in front of you and saying that they are going to raid your house, and you say celebrate?

The bandits looked at each other, but no one dared to question him, and they just followed his instructions to deal with the wild boar.

The second in command, who had been acting as a background, was hesitant to speak, and the first in command pretended not to see his embarrassed face and said: "Ayu, I think the people outside may not be able to handle it. You are a good cook, can you go out and help?"

Ayu knew that he intended to get rid of her, so she restrained the emotions in her eyes and said respectfully: "Yes."

The first in command dismissed everyone and asked someone to take Jiang Zhaorong away, leaving only the three of them in the tent.

The smile on his face disappeared: "General He, can you now tell me everything that happened back then?"

He Yanting sighed lightly: "The general has his own soldiers, and even though he has made outstanding military achievements, in the eyes of those who are interested, this is a sign of treason and should be punished by death. I am seriously injured and have no time to care about you. Even if the emperor has no suspicion, he will give them an explanation after submitting memorials every day."

"When I was conscious, I heard that the emperor wanted to kill you privately to protect me. Time was tight, so I could only let someone notify you to leave Shengjing as soon as possible, and fake dozens of corpses to stop people from talking."

The eldest boss frowned slightly: "Since they think we are dead, why are you still determined not to let us return to Beijing?"

"Yang Wu, have you forgotten what you said before?" He Yanting sighed, "You said you wanted to be successful, let the elders in your family hear about your reputation, and then return home in a grand manner to make them proud."

The head of the family, that is, Yang Wu, trembled violently.