Chen Xian instructed, "Brother Qian, you take these fake yamen runners and wait for Uncle Mi to give orders!"
"Please remember! You are all genuine... yamen runners!"
Qian Biao said in a deep voice, "I understand!"
Chen Qingshan and the others watched quietly as those people gently placed the bamboo rafts onto the water.
The noise from all the tinkering is really loud!
thump!
"You better watch out!"
"Boss, we've got duck! We haven't had meat in ages!"
Several of them were excellent swimmers; they dived into the water and snapped the ducks' necks.
Before long, of the dozen or so ducks, only two or three had fled.
Brother Xiong hissed, "Don't move! You're supposed to be killing people, not stealing chickens and dogs! Have some... backbone?! Huh!"
Some people were starving.
Just pretend you're deaf and tie the dead duck to the bamboo raft!
Soon, the three bamboo rafts were filled with people.
Brother Xiong hesitated for a moment, glancing at Chicken Feather and the others.
Liu Quan immediately understood: "Chicken feather...call our people up together..."
A total of eight bamboo rafts were made.
The Beggars' Sect suddenly occupied three spots.
The pheasant frowned, "What a waste! Two bamboo rafts would be enough. You people are taking up so many. What are we supposed to do?"
Chicken Feather wanted to argue: "These are all things we made, Second Brother, your words are too hurtful to your brother!"
Old Bear comforted him, "Forget it! Brother Chicken Feather, how about your two bamboo rafts? That should be enough. In these extraordinary times, you should give way..."
Liu Quan reluctantly advised, "Forget it, we're all working under our elder brother, why be so particular? Be a little more magnanimous..."
"All right!"
A commotion broke out over there.
"What? Don't any of our Beggars' Sect brothers know how to swim?"
Many people fell into the water from the bamboo rafts.
Flapping his arms.
Brother Xiong looked at it with disgust, calling it "useless."
Fortunately, quite a few members of the Beggars' Sect were pulled up by their companions.
Brother Xiong was hesitating whether to go up or not, lest he be crippled before it even started, just like three days ago!
"Big brother, should we go up?"
The pheasant asked.
Brother Xiong said seriously, "Old Chicken, we're launching a surprise attack now. Did we tell the brothers beforehand?"
No! I didn't know either.
"When I went to inform the Beggars' Sect, those people were sitting together praying."
It's very strange.
"Is Chicken Feather here?"
"Him? Brother, you suspect the last sneak attack?"
"Um!"
"Their reaction was too fast! We had barely shown our heads when we were slapped hard across the face, our heads were buzzing!"
"No! I went to Jima's place, and he wasn't lying!"
"I see!"
This is weird!
Hesitantly, I still stepped onto the bamboo raft.
To make room for him, the bamboo raft he was sitting on only had five people.
The excess should be distributed to other places.
As the bamboo raft moves forward!
The sounds of scolding and cursing from the chicken feather began to emanate from it.
"You idiot, don't you know how to use a bamboo pole? It's crooked! It's crooked!"
Many Beggars' Sect disciples even seemed afraid of water and were pushed into the water by others!
"Useless trash! We've fallen so far behind our leader! Keep up! Don't expect me to get away with not making any contributions!"
It slowed down considerably in just a few breaths!
The pheasant mocked, "Boss, look how desperate that guy is, he's even throwing himself into the water and doesn't care..."
Brother Xiong sneered, "Money can move people's hearts. Today's ambush was very sudden. Even I acted on a whim. Anyone with a brain knows that we can definitely kill those villagers and rob them of gold, silver, and women. Do you think those beggars won't be anxious?"
However, the more anxious they seemed, the further away they moved!
Wild grasses grow wildly on both sides of the river!
It was gloomy and eerie, even though it was still broad daylight.
Old Xiong's heart clenched for no reason. It was a familiar feeling. Looking at the dark, dense weeds, taller than a person, with frogs and snakes scurrying about from time to time, he became even more excited.
What... what's wrong with me?
Ji Mao and Liu Quan exchanged a glance and whispered, "I wonder if Master can prepare in advance?"
Liu Quan smiled and said, "You're overthinking it... Just the fact that the master sent us out as undercover agents in advance shows how prudent he is!"
"They've probably already resorted to countless methods!"
"What we need to do is get out of here as quickly as possible! Otherwise, we'll get splattered with blood!"
The three men beckoned the apathetic members of the Beggars' Guild to come ashore.
Start cutting the bamboo.
Closer, closer...
I saw the path on the other side of the river, worn smooth and shiny from being trodden on.
The pheasant looked back and exclaimed, "Useless! So slow!"
Six bamboo rafts began to quietly cross the slightly wider section of water ahead!
Suddenly a howl rang out: "Hydrogen-helium-lithium Pipon!"
No response!
Brother Xiong felt a chill run down his spine, though he didn't know what it meant!
He yelled, "Holy crap! Run!"
Then, countless ignited rockets hurtled towards us!
Whoosh whoosh!
Old Xiong stared blankly at the yamen runner dressed in red and black stripes on the shore, who was putting on a square hat.
A determined gaze!
One, two... Holy crap, fifteen constables!
When did the government officials arrive?
Qian Biao, holding his sword, shouted in a deep voice, "Release!"
As the bowstring is continuously tightened and pulled.
The sound of toothache appears.
Mechanized farming!
Whoosh!
Thud!
The tip of the arrowhead began to tremble!
We've fallen for their trap!
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