: If you want money, don’t have life, don’t have money

If you say that a good official is not afraid, it is definitely a trick to deceive the ghost, but being afraid does not mean being afraid. Just like a horror movie in later generations, the more frightening it makes you watch, the more people you watch.

So, at this time, the good official really didn't know how to describe his mood. He held the hilt of Muramasa's waist tightly, and felt that his heart seemed to be in his throat. It was like playing "Resident Evil" walking in the long corridor. I don't know when a licker would jump out or countless zombie hands would stretch out from the window that was nailed to death by a wooden board...

The wind was very strong on the island, but the good official seemed to hear the sound of his heart beating, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips. Hu Litao, a hundred household, saw it under the starlight, and then he felt that this handsome little official looked like a normal person. He was a scholar in his teens. He heard that he had also written many popular poems and martial arts. He was the first disciple of Chixia in his swordsmanship. Such a person was afraid of only one for five hundred years! People couldn't help but feel discouraged when they saw it. People were so angry that they were more angry than others! Now, looking at his behavior, he clearly knew that he was afraid of normal people, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

If a person is too outstanding and has a high status, he will keep people away from him. For example, the emperors of ancient and modern times basically have to have a slander around him. There is nothing else and no one can play with him. The slander may not need much ability. You just need to know one thing. The emperor is also a human being. If you don’t say anything else, why can you all visit prostitutes, but the emperor cannot visit prostitutes! Therefore, the slanderous ministers can best get the favor of the emperors.

"Mr. Zheng, don't worry. If I don't help, I can delay the time by robbing hostages. As long as I drag my brother Zhongli, dozens of warships, hundreds of Folang machines, and one volley, I will make the jade dragon turn into a little loach." Hu Litao comforted him, "What's more, this is the worst plan. If it goes well and redeems, we can spend more time after leaving and we can still find their old camp."

The good official laughed dryly twice, and the big head next to him didn't say anything, but just held the hilt tightly.

Lu Lou Wei shouted loudly, "Young husband, please."

The sailors got off the boat one after another, and at this time countless people ran out of the woods in front of them, helping to drag the long shuttle of the sixteen oars to the shore.

The Yan family came more than a hundred people, and the sailors who were paddling later led them to about five hundred, and immediately surrounded the Yan family in the middle. Lou Wei shouted in front of him, and the good official patted Hu Litao, and everyone put him down. He tidied up his clothes, whispered to act on the camera, and walked forward.

Everyone walked into the woods for a while, and they saw a cheerful look, but a large number of trees were cut down, and then they formed a camp. The sharply cut wood was tied up one by one by one by one. There was a tower around, which looked like a city wall.

Moreover, this village is built on cliffs, with the sea behind it. It is not threatened by enemies on all sides. On one side, it seems to have a secret waterway. Such archipelago has many reefs along the island. If it were not natives, they would have been in danger of hitting the reefs.

On the other side near the sea, hundreds of people seemed to have set up countless small tents, burning countless fires, and vague singing sounds came.

"This leader, who are there?" The good official walked to the bald man and pretended to be stupid. Lu Louwei laughed twice and said in a muffled voice: "Over there, of course, is the Japanese who are preparing to buy Franc cannons."

"Hmm?" The good official continued to pretend to be stupid, "Why, your ship owner Li doesn't plan to return the Fran machine cannon to us? We are with silver."

Lu Louwei immediately laughed, "Little husband, what you said is funny. The money was exchanged for the head of your Yan family and hundreds of kids. Does it have a relationship with the Fran Machine Cannon?"

The good official snorted and said a very green forest saying, "I heard that there is a rule in the world that you want money but don't have life, and don't have money. Your ship owner Li is really worthy of the title of "Yuntian Jade Dragon"! You have to have money even if you want life."

These words were full of irony, but when they fell into Lu Louwei's ears, they were very happy. His unique voice said loudly: "We are doing the way for heaven. What is the point of taking some unrighteousness from your Yan family? I am not afraid to tell you that you did not throw your Master Yan into the sea to feed the sharks. That is the kindness of our boss, and we do not want to hurt our lives too much."

At that time, the story of "Water Margin" was circulating all over the world. All the friends in the Green Forest claimed to be the way of heaven and got ill-righteous money. If you don't say these two slogans, then you are not a friend in the martial arts world. How many of them really make ill-righteous money for heaven? That's two words. These two sentences are really similar to what the girls in the brothel said, "Slaves, don't sell their skills" and they are like the ones.

Hu Litao, the hundred households, burst out and laughed, pretending to speak to the good official, and said, "Son-in-law, when a villain makes money, he likes to run into the brothel. The girl in the brothel! If you give her a tael of silver, they all say hatefully, "Who are you a person in my family?" If you want to give her ten taels of silver, they shyly say, "I am not that kind of person." If you take out a hundred taels of silver, they will tell you affectionately, "I am your person tonight"..."

Puchi.

After hearing this, everyone around laughed out loud.

There was a slutty ghost next to him, and he asked: What if I were given one thousand taels of silver?

Hu Litao immediately pinched an orchid finger, and shyly imitated the woman's voice and said, "Young Master, how many of you?"

Everyone was stunned at first, but they didn't understand it, but in a blink of an eye, they all understood. Even a few pirates not far away couldn't help but laughed.

After hearing this, the good official shook his head helplessly. This was a wise move on his territory. It was not a wise move to anger him! No wonder this guy, as the old brother of Zhongli and Zhong, has only been a test household.

The third leader Lu Lou Wei's face was as dark as he could hear it. This was a sarcastic saying that he claimed to be a good person for heaven was as unreliable as the bitch in the prostitute village. However, he snorted, but he didn't make any noise and said coldly, "It's like your son-in-law, you can learn a lot." After that, he stopped talking, called a few pirates, whispered a few commands, and the pirates dispersed back and surrounded them in the middle.

"Wait, I'll report to my boss." Lu Louwei said coldly, and walked into the village.

Hu Litao took a breath and felt a little depressed. The big bald man was not angry. He leaned against the deceased official and lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Zheng, why not, let's do it now. My brothers and I have gunpowder. As long as we set a fire, the broken village built by the wood will not burn at all. When Brother Zhongli saw the fire, he will definitely find us, fire a few shots from afar, and save the pirates in a hurry."

After hearing this, the good official shook his head. This idea was inappropriate. He thought that the elderly thief who had been aged for decades was too naive. Although the warships of the Eight Guards of Ningbo were powerful, there were more than 200 people in the Yan family in the hands of each other, and he immediately whispered inappropriately.

When Hu Litao heard this, he pressed his voice down, and almost the only two of them heard it, "I say, Mr. Zheng, let's say something disrespectful. It would be great that the head of the Yan family died here. With Brother Zhongli, the Yan family's property is not the young master at that time, you have the final say..."

The mistress stood up, but when he looked at the old housekeeper Yan not far away, he shook his head and sighed. Sure enough, the same is true for ancient and modern times. The Yan family showed a slightly exposed appearance, and they all rushed up and wanted to bite them. Could it be that they all blame others for being greedy?

After all, it is as the saying goes, if you don’t have that big head, don’t wear such a big hat. The Yan family is too fat. The head of the family is just a scholar, but the young lady has the title of the No. 1 lady in Zhejiang. What do those officials think about this? I’m afraid that countless people in Zhejiang are waiting to see the jokes of the Yan family! Even waiting to see the destruction of the Yan family, as the saying goes, he is watching him build a tall building, he is watching his guests and friends, and his building collapses.

He sighed. Sometimes, thinking about it, his persistence really doesn't matter. From the side of Uncle Shan Chixia, including Datou, Zhong Guerrilla whom he met along the way, now it is Hu Litao, who has a murderous intention to fight the Yan family. Is it that everyone has a jackal mind, and only the Yan family is the justice side?

But, after all, he was just an otaku in his previous life. His decisive decision was only four words at a rough look. However, as an equally educated otaku, he told him to ignore the lives of hundreds of people, but he could not do anything.

"There are fifty military guards among the captured people!" The good official had no choice but to find another remark. Hu Litao next to him disdained and whispered: "Those people from Qiancang Qianhu House have nothing to do with our elder brother. If they die, they will die. At that time, they will be punished for their country and will be given a pension."

The obedient official was speechless, and after a while, he shook his head slightly, but he didn't say anything. Hu Litao next to him seemed to have known that this would happen, and was not surprised, and he didn't even say anything.

"The scholar has not been able to rebel for three years!" The good official sighed. No wonder the ancient literati rebelled, and almost none of them succeeded. I am afraid that it was because they were not decisive enough. However, just like Jackie Chan said in "Plan a" I read in my previous life, your revolutionary party sacrificed his head and sheds his blood to do big things without paying attention to details, but I am just an ordinary person who cares about details.

Aren’t you just an ordinary person? At least, you can’t do it when you see hundreds of people dead!
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