Chapter 268 Care
"You lowly people deserve to die. You will be buried with my brother-in-law," the captain said coldly. He had no intention of letting these refugees go. Even if he took the money, he would kill these refugees and Ye Lang to avenge his brother-in-law.
Perhaps it should be said that this is not actually revenge, but to prove his own majesty and prove that he is not to be disobeyed. If the commander's brother-in-law is beaten to death this time and he does not pursue it, then he will feel that these people will soon kill someone of theirs, and finally it will be his turn.
Therefore, he must kill the chicken to scare the monkey
"It turns out that it was just an excuse. You just want to rob us of our money. Everyone, this money was given to us by the young master. Would you be willing to let such a person rob us of our money?" The dark and thin man encouraged, and it seemed that these words were not only to encourage the refugees, but also the people of this small town. He wanted everyone here to share the same hatred for the enemy.
However, he still miscalculated one thing, that is, the people here were used to being bullied, and they would not muster up the courage to resist just because of a few words. Although the voices shouting "no" were not small, they were only those refugees and a few passionate people in the small town.
"If I want them to rebel against me, they don't have the courage to do so," the team leader said with a sneer. He was very satisfied with this reaction.
"Even without them, we still won't surrender and will fight you to the end," the dark and thin man said calmly, without any fear, as if he didn't realize that he was in the limelight. If the leader lost his temper, he would be the first person to be killed.
"Hahaha……"
The leader suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke. After a while, he lowered his head and looked at the thin black man, with a slight smile on his face. He said contemptuously, "With all these lowly people like you, even if I were alone, I could kill you all. I don't have time to care about you now. Call out your young master."
Although the team leader had previously suspected that the skinny black man was Ye Lang, after hearing these words, he already understood that the skinny black man in front of him was not actually the refugee young man. If he wanted to settle a score, he had to settle it with Ye Lang first.
"The young master has left. If you want to kill someone, kill me." The dark and thin man did not tell where Ye Lang was, but wanted to take the responsibility himself, because he was afraid that the leader would be unlucky for Ye Lang.
He actually didn't know Ye Lang's strength, and regarded Ye Lang as an ordinary nobleman, and a bit confused at that. Like everyone else, he wanted to protect this slightly confused young man and not let anyone hurt him, even if it meant letting him die.
Naturally, not all the refugees present had such thoughts. They still cherished their lives. However, among them, there were also quite a few people who had the same idea and wanted to use their lives to protect Ye Lang.
In their hearts, Ye Lang was their savior. Without Ye Lang, they wouldn't be where they are today. They believed that even a drop of kindness from others should be repaid with a spring of gratitude. Because of this, around the thin black man and in front of the leader, these fearless people gathered, looking at the leader fearlessly and sticking with him. Seeing this scene, many people felt inexplicably touched. They had never thought that such a group of refugees could have such integrity, willing to sacrifice their lives for one person. At this time, almost everyone who had never seen Ye Lang wanted to meet him and see what charm he had that made these people do this. However, when they saw Ye Lang, his image was actually...
"I am becoming more and more curious. I want to meet your refugee son more and more. He actually taught you low-class people to be so loyal." The captain's disdain was mixed with a little curiosity, and at this time, he did not let go.
In front of so many people, especially in front of the entire city, if I fight with a group of small people before their boss comes, it will damage my own status.
"What's his name?" the captain asked.
"……,have no idea"
After a moment of silence, the dark-skinned man answered with three words that everyone often used. It was not that he was unwilling to answer or did not want to tell the other party, but that he really did not know.
No one asked Ye Lang's name, they just called him "Young Master". Perhaps they felt there was no need, or perhaps it was because they felt there was a distance between themselves and Ye Lang's status. Since Ye Lang didn't say it, they didn't dare to ask.
This situation made the team leader naturally think that the skinny black man was playing tricks on him. "Are you playing tricks on me? Let me tell you, don't think I won't kill you. If you make me angry, I will kill anyone." The team leader shouted angrily, emitting a strong momentum that blew up the nearby sand and stones, and forced the people who were close to him to take a small step back.
The dark and thin man frowned. He was even more certain of one thing: Ye Lang should not be allowed to show up, otherwise the consequences would be very serious. This team leader actually had such powerful strength.
In this small town, someone with such strength can simply become the king and dominate the world. However, generally, such a master would not stay in such a small place. It may be because the team leader feels that the pressure outside is too great, and he cannot be free and easy outside. But he can stay here and become a local tyrant. Only he himself knows the gains and losses.
"Even if you kill me, I still won't know it," the thin black man replied unwillingly.
"I..." The captain was furious, and his fighting spirit began to rush outward, knocking the people nearby to the ground. He clenched his fists and stepped forward.
The thin black man closed his clear eyes, ready to accept the punch from the local tyrant, but in the end what he thought in his heart was that Ye Lang should leave quickly and not stay here.
Although, if he was beaten to death by this leader, it would be a vain death, because Ye Lang was not afraid of this leader at all, but his integrity was still worthy of admiration. At this time, the refugees were also infected, and they all hoped that Ye Lang would not show up, so they could just die. Otherwise, if Ye Lang was harmed, they really didn't know what to do.
However, contrary to expectations, Ye Lang appeared at this moment...
"Hey, big guy, stop using your fighting spirit recklessly. It's blowing sand and dust everywhere. How can I eat my noodles?" Ye Lang's voice came over, causing the originally silent crowd to have more doubts, and they all looked towards the source of the voice.
Looking back, everyone saw a young boy and a young girl standing on the street behind. The young boy was holding a bowl filled with steaming beef noodles.
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