Chapter 565 A Rough Man's Shell, A Woman's Heart



Another reason Zhao Qinghe made people stay inside a little longer was that, after a certain amount of time, the stench would dissipate automatically.

The subsequent flavor is fragrant, only the aroma is a bit stronger.

Someone quickly opened the door to the secret room, and the gang leader popped his head out from inside.

Someone quickly grabbed the person by the arms and legs, dragged them away from the doorway of the dark room, and then tied them up.

The leader was like a dead dog, letting everyone tie him up.

His face was covered in snot and tears; it was utterly disgusting.

The man was dragged out and thrown in front of his brothers. Zhao Yonggeng was in charge of the interrogation.

The Zhao sisters, Qinglin and Qinghe, were in charge of leading a team to take stock of the finances.

Wafeng Mountain truly did not disappoint; in addition to the valuables robbed from the Zhao family caravan yesterday, there was also a considerable amount of gold and silver jewelry.

Especially in the dark room, all the best stuff the boss has collected over the years is kept.

No one knew that there was such a secret room in the chief's house.

Over the years, aside from distributing the loot to his men, the boss's share of the stolen goods was secretly hidden in a secret room.

In the eyes of the other bandits, the chief's things were all kept in the warehouse.

After all, he always took the lion's share of the spoils. Was anyone on the mountain keeping accounts?

Therefore, no one knows exactly how much wealth the leader has.

The head of the gang had a peculiar habit: every night before bed, he would go to a dark room to admire his gold and silver jewelry.

That's not all, he also wants to try them on.

He wouldn't let go of even the most beautiful women.

Not only did he try them on, but he also had to admire them in the mirror.

Who would have thought that inside that rough-looking man's shell was the heart of a beautiful woman?

Because of his sexual orientation, he basically gave all the girls he kidnapped in the village to his underlings.

To avoid gossip, he would occasionally leave one or two women behind as a cover.

He kept the woman not for sexual gratification, but to beat her.

He was extremely jealous of women who had beautiful faces, smooth skin, and melodious voices.

But he had a full beard, and even if he shaved every day, his face would be covered in stubble again in two days.

His facial skin was also pitted and uneven; he had been plagued by acne ever since he was 14 years old.

All of this made him even more twisted.

From a young age, she was constantly called a "money-losing burden" by her own mother.

"What's the use of having a son? He still has to spend money to get a wife, and he can't get a bride price."

"I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to have given birth to a bunch of money-losing brats."

The head of the household's mother was quite an oddball.

Her lifelong wish was to have a daughter, and then marry her off to a wealthy family so she could live a life of luxury.

After all, there's no hope in relying on your son.

It's rare for a child from a poor family to achieve greatness; the matriarch's mother had long understood this.

To fulfill the old woman's dream of having a daughter, the head of the household has been raised as a daughter since birth.

In the end, even the leader himself became confused about his gender and thought he was a girl.

When he was 10 years old, his mother gave birth to a daughter, and only then did the head of the household realize the difference between himself and a girl.

This caused him to completely break down.

After his mother had a daughter, she no longer treated him the same way as before. She no longer dressed him in pretty dresses or bought him flowers to wear.

Instead, all the nice things he used to own were taken away by his mother and sent to his sister's room.

Jealousy is a terrible thing. When he was twelve years old, he finally turned his evil hand on his sister.

He strangled the little girl to death. He was afraid his mother would beat him to death if the truth came out. The gang leader fled.

First he became a beggar, then, in order to have enough to eat...

He started stealing and robbing, and because of his ruthlessness, he gradually attracted many people who shared his stench.

Later, Labang went up Wafeng Mountain and became a regular bandit.

However, this leader was not entirely stupid; he wouldn't just go down the mountain to rob people indiscriminately, especially not against unfamiliar convoys.

They would always send people to stake out nearby towns, gather information, and decide when to fatten up the sheep before slaughtering them.

They basically eliminated all the threat at the root. Therefore, over the years, no one knew that there were bandits on Wafeng Mountain.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Yonggeng's Chaoyang caravan was skilled and ruthless, they probably would have been wiped out as well.

Because there was a survivor this time, Wafeng Mountain was wiped out.

The leader refused to reveal his name, and after being dragged out of the dark room, all he could do was cry.

He wouldn't answer any questions. When the leather whip was dipped in cold water and lashed at his body, he looked just like someone who had lost his own father.

Having no other choice, Zhao Yonggeng sought help from Zhao Qinghe again, who then gave the chief a pill.

This kid is talking about the past as if he's dreaming, with his eyes closed.

After hearing the young man's story, everyone present fell silent.

It can only be said that fate plays tricks on people.

If the head of the gang's mother hadn't been so eccentric, raising her son like a daughter, perhaps the head of the gang's tragedy wouldn't have happened.

It would not have resulted in so many tragic deaths.

When Prince Rui arrived, Zhao Yonggeng and his men had already finished counting the valuables and were preparing to wake the bandits up by splashing them with water and then take them down the mountain.

However, Zhao Yonggeng did not bring a large number of men.

There was no way to bring all the bandits down the mountain while transporting valuables.

After all, they couldn't carry all those people; the only way was to wake them all up.

Humans are not animals; they have thoughts and can resist.

Prince Rui was a godsend.

Therefore, Prince Rui's men were responsible for escorting the prisoners, while Zhao Yonggeng's men were responsible for transporting the valuables.

Prince Rui was surprised that Zhao Yonggeng and his group had not suffered any casualties in their bandit suppression efforts, considering that these bandits had killed people.

Upon learning the whole story, Prince Rui felt that he had been incredibly foolish to lead his troops in fighting the enemy.

They've already invaded our doorstep, what's the point of talking about those damn rules of warfare?

No matter the method, as long as the enemy is eliminated and our own losses are minimized, it is a good strategy.

Of course, he was even more interested in the sleeping potion that Zhao Qinghe had prepared.

If the timing hadn't been so inappropriate, he would have already reached out and asked for it.

But in Zhao Qinglin's eyes, the Prince Rui's eager gaze was nothing but lewdness.

She felt that her younger sister was being coveted by this old man.

Therefore, he stood in front of his sister without any hesitation.

"Why is Your Highness looking at my sister like that? Could it be that you already have a daughter of similar age in your family?"

Zhao Qinglin's words almost sent Prince Rui to his death. He pointed at Zhao Qinghe, then at himself.

"Am I that old? How could I have such a grown daughter?"

Zhao Qinglin looked Prince Rui up and down.

"If Your Highness had married earlier, it wouldn't have been impossible for you to have such a grown daughter."

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