Listening to Wang Zhilong's words, Zou Qi couldn't help but look ugly: "One million silver dollars, Mr. Wang Tuan, are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Wang Zhilong, who smiled, said that, and shot Wang Sanchun in one of the thighs.

With a gunshot, with Wang Sanchun's cry of pain, all his close friends shouted anxiously. The burly man took the lead and said: "Let's go, we'll grab silver dollars and treasures!"

The others also nodded quickly, for fear that Wang Zhilong would shoot Wang Sanchun again.

"Master Qi, why? Don't you want to agree? Do you want me to kill Wang Sanchun?" Wang Zhilong, who looked at Zou Qi, said as he pointed his gun at Wang Sanchun's head.

Zou Qi, who struggled in pain and closed his eyes, finally nodded weakly and said, "Okay, I agree! I'll go!"

"That's right!" Wang Zhilong smiled with satisfaction when he saw this: "Remember, Master Qi, pick those rich families and those with great business, so that you can make up the money quickly!"

Zou Qi narrowed his eyes lightly when he heard this, and looked at Wang Zhilong for a moment and then said, "Are you really doing it for money?"

"Let's do it! Master Qi, time is not waiting for anyone!" Wang Zhilong smiled unanimously: "And when will you set out and leave, I will treat Commander Wang's injuries. Otherwise, if the blood continues to flow like this, even if I don't kill him, he will die of excessive blood loss."

"Let's go! Come quickly! Call your brothers and set off!" The burly man shouted, and Wang Sanchun's confidants immediately followed him.

Zou Qi, who looked at Wang Zhilong deeply, then left with an adzi. At this moment, he no longer cared about He Futang and the others.

After they left, Wang Zhilong looked at He Futang and smiled, "Futang, I saved your life. Should you thank me?"

"Wang...Mr. Wang Tuan, you have great magical powers. Today I hit you and we admit defeat," He Futang smiled bitterly, narrowing his eyes.

"What? I thought I would kill you?" Wang Zhilong said, "We have no grievances and no grudges, so I will not make things difficult for you. Moreover, Liu Qingfu and Wei Zheng first colluded to sell big smoke and killed innocent people. The crime should be killed. If you kill Liu Qingfu, you can also be considered as eliminating the harm for the people."

The dark-faced old Wu beside He Futang couldn't help but say, "Mr. Wang Tuan, then Liu Qingfu is your father-in-law, you..."

"So what about my father-in-law? It's not my biological father, and it's not me who killed him," Wang Zhilong said and looked at He Futang with a smile and said, "Yes! Futang, he is also your father-in-law, isn't he?"

When He Futang heard Wang Zhilong's words, he looked embarrassed and unnatural, and Lao Wu and the others looked at each other speechlessly.

"Commander, Commander, come, come, come, he will treat the commander's injuries!" As Wang Zhilong and He Futang and others talked, Deng Zhifang, who had already shed a lot of blood on Wang Sanchun, couldn't help but shout.

Seeing this, Wang Zhilong had no intention of stopping him. Wang Sanchun was still valuable, and Wang Zhilong didn't want him to die yet.

After someone came to help Wang Sanchun with a simple gunshot wound, Wang Zhilong ordered: "Okay, now send the commander and his wife to the bedroom where they live. In addition, madam, please let your people move out all the property left in the Zhenba camp and send it to your and Commander Wang's bedroom."

Although Deng Zhifang wanted to bite Wang Zhilong, he did not dare to refute it now. For the sake of Wang Sanchun and her own life, he had to instruct someone to do what Wang Zhilong said.

After about a meal, in the bedroom where Wang Sanchun and Deng Zhifang lived, seeing Deng Zhifang commanding people to lift Wang Sanchun onto the bed, Wang Zhilong couldn't help but say, "Hey, wait a moment, lift it onto the bed covered in blood? How can I sleep at night after I make a bed of blood? Just put it on the floor next to me."

"I said you can't understand, right?" Seeing that the person carrying Wang Sanchun looked at Deng Zhifang with hesitation and asking for advice, Wang Zhilong couldn't help but raise his hand and point the gun at them.

At this moment, the few people didn't care about Deng Zhifang and quickly pushed Wang Sanchun to the ground, touching the wound. Wang Sanchun, who was already confused because of excessive blood loss, suddenly woke up.

"You... don't go too far!" Deng Zhifang couldn't help but look at Wang Zhilong with a little shocked and angry look.

Looking at Wang Zhilong indifferently, he signaled to Xiao Gao beside him. Xiao Gao, who nodded slightly, pointed a gun at the people who were carrying Wang Sanchun in, and he then went out and closed the door.

"What do you want to do?" Deng Zhifang's face suddenly became a little nervous when she saw this.

"What are you doing?" Seeing her like this, Wang Zhilong couldn't help but step forward and look at her with a joke and smiled: "What do you think I'm doing? Why do you always hope that I'm doing something? You have been bandits for so many years, and those who fall into your hands, don't you do whatever you want? Do you still need to ask? Madam, what do you want me to do to you?"

Deng Zhifang was speechless when she heard this, and she didn't dare to look directly at Wang Zhilong, while Wang Sanchun, who was beside her, looked at Wang Zhilong with gritted teeth: "If you have a surname, you will beat me to death now, otherwise as long as I have a life, I will definitely tear you into pieces!"

"Is that?" Wang Zhilong, who smiled without comment, suddenly shook his hand and slapped Wang Sanchun more than ten slaps, then looked at Wang Sanchun who was flushed and fainted with a stern expression and said: "Wang Sanchun, how many people have you killed over the years? Do you know how many people want to tear you into pieces?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhilong suddenly reacted so loudly. Deng Zhifang, who was standing beside him, was also shocked and forgot to go forward to stop Wang Zhilong for a while.

"What's wrong with being a bandit!" Wang Zhilong couldn't help but curse: "Even if he dies, he will still smell ten miles in the wind. He is sorry for his ancestors and let his descendants be ashamed."

"Haha..." Deng Zhifang, who was standing beside him, suddenly laughed, his face full of bitterness: "Bandits, do you think we want to be bandits? If it weren't forcing them, who would be willing to be bandits? In this world, even if you want to be good people? Is it okay? What good thing is you driving bandits to plunder money?"

"You said it right. I'm not a good thing, but at least, I am worthy of my conscience and I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately," Wang Zhilong, who turned to Deng Zhifang, said calmly.

At this moment, accompanied by the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Xiao Gao's voice came from outside: "Ghost Master, the thing is delivered!"

"Come in!" Wang Zhilong gave the order, and soon Wang Sanchun's subordinates who were left behind in Zhenba camp carried boxes of silver dollars, jewelry, etc. in, and a total of ten or twenty boxes, almost occupying more than half of the entire bedroom.

After those people left, Wang Zhilong, who had opened it, grabbed a handful of silver dollars and sprinkled it. Listening to the crisp sound of impact, he couldn't help but say: "I am worthy of being a big bandit in Sichuan, Shaanxi and Gansu provinces. He is indeed fat enough!"

"Xiao Gao, look at them, I'll go out and come back in a while," Wang Zhilong, who had ordered Xiao Gao, turned around and went out directly.
Chapter completed!