After a while, Tang Youyou was panting and sweating profusely, and sat on the stone to catch her breath.
Looking at Zhang the Butcher and the villagers teaching someone a lesson, he couldn't help but laugh.
They seemed to want to release all the anger they had suffered before, and they punched and kicked with great force.
Some of them sat on the refugees when they were tired of fighting.
Some even slapped people in the face with the soles of their shoes.
Others would ride on the body and pull the hair.
Tang Youyou held her forehead with her hand, God, how could this fight scene be consistent with ancient times and modern times!
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of Zhang San's resentful eyes, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "What are you looking at? This time, I'll take one of your eyes as interest!"
As he said this, he took out a slingshot. Zhang San was so scared that he quickly turned his head and lay down, thinking that he could avoid it.
Tang Youyou snorted coldly: "Heh... Weren't you so aggressive just now? Are you scared now?"
Zhang San could only drag his aching body forward, but his movements were too slow.
In just two breaths, Tang Youyou grabbed his leg with one hand, lifted him up and threw him down again.
"Bang..." Zhang San felt a great pain in his chest. Like the man whose ear was injured, he curled up into a ball. His face suddenly turned red and he gasped in pain.
"Tsk tsk... With your IQ, you're unworthy of being a leader? Don't you know you're being used as a bludgeon? Sigh... I'm so kind-hearted that I let you know the truth!"
When Zhang San heard this, he trembled all over and thought he was going to die. After all, he heard everything the woman said clearly.
But Tang Youyou aimed his slingshot at his eyes, "Ah..." He screamed, his forehead covered with sweat.
The scream was so sharp that it scared the villagers who were beating him. Everyone then realized that he was curled up with his eyes covered, looking so pitiful.
"Tsk tsk... the one-eyed man and your beard are quite a match!"
Zhang San was going crazy. How could he go to Yihongyuan with only one eye? How could he command the refugees? Wouldn't that make people laugh at him?
This woman might as well have killed herself! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have made this trip. What a miscalculation!
Just as he was regretting his actions, Tang Youyou's voice rang out again: "Hey... don't hold a grudge against me, I had no choice. Even a desperate dog will jump over the wall. You guys have really gone too far. If you want to blame someone, blame the person who instigated you..."
Seeing that he lowered his head to listen to what he said, he taunted again: "I heard that you have more than 10,000 refugees? There must be many educated people among them. Ask them, if refugees break into the village and the villagers accidentally kill someone, what should they do?"
Butcher Zhang came over and asked quietly, "What should we do? If all else fails, how about I kill two and try?"
Tang Youyou twisted the corners of her mouth with her hands, trying her best to make herself look a little crazy.
"At the very least, they'll be reprimanded by the government, at worst, they'll be beaten with sticks. However... those refugees will be treated as bandits!"
Butcher Zhang slapped his thigh and howled in pain, "Then let me kill two first to vent my anger!"
Tang Youyou cursed inwardly, "What a fool!" Her eyes fell on Zhang San, who was staring at Butcher Zhang, but still didn't call out to him.
Fortunately, Bai Ruoyi stopped the man.
Zhang San was extremely surprised. The woman did not stop him just now, which proved that this was true. Instead of losing his life, the villagers only scolded him or beat him with a stick. This was completely different treatment.
If we treat bandits as such, wouldn't that mean killing them without mercy?
Make a prompt decision: It’s better not to provoke this village in the future!
"Lady...lady, please spare our lives!"
Tang Youyou looked at him with a half-smile and sighed, "To be honest, we're also hungry. Huh? The jade ring on your hand isn't broken?"
Zhang San shrank back when he heard that, then he thought of something and gritted his teeth as he pulled the ring off and handed it to her. "Lady, I found this on the way out of the famine, so I'm giving it to you... I hope you'll be kind enough to give it to me!"
Tang Youyou snatched the ring and said with a grin, "Okay, okay..."
Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief, cursing inwardly: "What a shallow-minded guy! He bribed someone with just a jade ring. What a fool!"
He seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body and eyes, and his smug look successfully made Tang Youyou laugh.
"I can let you go, but what about them?" She pointed at the villagers wailing on the ground.
"This...this..." These people all fled to Nanzhou together. If word gets out that he abandoned them, where will his prestige be in the future?
Then let them all die? I don't dare, and this woman doesn't seem so cruel. What should I do?
Just when he was anxious, he suddenly came up with an idea and tried to speak carefully, "Lady...I wonder if you still have any food?"
Tang You You didn't reply to him. He slapped himself fiercely, "Look at my mouth. I just wanted to say that it seems that the Nanzhou government office has received a batch of disaster relief grain, but the prefect is protecting it tightly! Right now, food is in short supply everywhere. Even if you have silver, it's still hard to buy it. Why don't we join forces?"
Just as he was daydreaming, he said, "Hahahaha...hahahaha...you really are ugly but you still dream of beauty!"
"Pa pa pa" Tang Youyou slapped him three times to wake him up.
"Do you fucking think that others have the same pig brains as you? I'll give you three breaths to think about it, and then you can buy your life with money!" Her voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.
Zhang San was stunned by the beating, his ears were buzzing, and he could only hear the four words "pay money to buy your life".
Without any time to think, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Hand over all your money to them, otherwise we will die!"
The refugees were all very weak. Looking at Zhang San's bruised face and bloody eyes, they wished they could grow a pair of wings and fly away quickly.
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