Zhongyi Hall in Niushou Mountain.

"Second sister, this business in Dongpan Township is the most afflicting thing I have ever done. With my temper, I have already destroyed the village. I feel angry when I think of those old ladies."

Zhang Fei was very aggrieved. The dignified Niu Shoushan Grand Village leader ran to Dongpan Township with great speed. He did not dare to rob money or kill people. Finally, he ordered a few haystacks to prove that they had been here.

Zhang Chuchen chuckled and asked, "Where is the person tied up?"

"As you told you, you will be locked in the cave in the back mountain, and you will be served delicious and delicious."

Then he asked back: "If that Song Tianming is a fearful devil and dare not come? Then we will be in vain."

Zhang Chuchen said confidently: "He will definitely come because he is a good person who is kind and generous and dedicated to the people."

If Song Tianming heard this, he would probably jump: You are a good person, and your whole family is a good person.

In the last life, Song Tianming was very taboo about the word "good person". The usual scene was: You are a good person, but unfortunately we are not suitable.

Zhang Fei smiled slightly: "Interesting, he is actually a good person, but I actually want to be a good person too."

He added coldly: "It's a pity that good people in this world have no good rewards."

"Yes, so before we get the method of manufacturing the continuous-engine crossbow, we must be a good person."

"Second sister, you are really my good military advisor."

"Brother can be not arrogant or impatient this time, and major events are expected."

The two even praised each other.

In the hearts of the bandits: If you don’t rob you or kill you, you will be a good person. It’s really outrageous.

"A fool came to the mountain gate and asked you... to kneel down and sing to conquer."

"That bird-carrying stolen leopard dared to come to our Niushou Mountain to make trouble? Let me take it."

Zhang Fei was about to fight out with a ghost-headed sword.

"Report to the leader of the village, that fool has been tied up by us."

"It's chopped, it's chopped. I thought it was a character, but I'm a verbal guy."

Zhang Fei suddenly lost interest.

Zhang Chuchen immediately spoke: "Slowly, bring the person up."

"He's here."

Zhang Fei looked happy and shouted: "Beat the drum and gather the crowd."

Song Tianming was carried to Zhongyi Hall, Zhang Fei sat on a big tiger-skin chair, and Zhang Chuchen sat upright on his right head.

There were three wooden chairs on both sides, one was empty.

"I heard about the reputation of Niu Shou Mountain Village for a long time, and it is really disappointing to be awaiting guests."

Zhang Fei was robbed by Song Tianming and asked angrily: "Are you Song Tianming in Dongpan Township? You killed Lao Ba and I have more than a dozen brothers?"

"That's right, the best Fengchi Tong is in vain."

Although Song Tianming was tied up, he was neither humble nor arrogant. He came here this time with the determination to survive in death.

If a person puts life and death aside, he will be fearless.

Zhang Fei reached out to grab the ghost-headed knife, but heard Zhang Chuchen say, "Let the tie for Mr. Song."

Zhang Fei retracted his hand helplessly.

"Sitting for the seat."

"No, it's amazing to stand here, you can enjoy the scenery under the skirt of the second village leader."

As soon as Song Tianming said this, the whole lobby was in anger and strongly demanded that this guy be killed alive.

Zhang Chuchen was not angry, and said charmingly: "It turns out that Mr. Song is also a person with a temperament, and I am really flattered."

What's the situation? Flirting in public?

Zhang Fei coughed dryly: "What should Mr. Song kill our brothers in the village?"

"The strong prey on the weak, and I deserve it."

Song Tianming was so arrogant that he looked like 20,000 or 50,000, and he hated Zhang Fei for no reason.

Once you get the method of making the continuous-engine crossbow, you will immediately chop the guy and feed it to the dog.

"The strong prey on the weak is right, so today is in our hands. Do we deserve it if we die?"

The Third Head Family has always had a close relationship with the Eight Head Family. Today, I will avenge my brothers no matter what I say.

"First of all, I came here myself. As for who is stronger and who is weak, I have to see the truth in bed. You said no, right?"

The third leader stood up.

"The third brother retreated."

Zhang Fei shouted loudly, and the third leader had to sit back helplessly.

He asked unwillingly: "Brother, can you not avenge your eighth brother?"

"Shut up."

"How can you, a farmer, fight against more than 2,000 people in Niushou Mountain?"

Zhang Chuchen still spoke softly.

"Be a farmer in the morning and climb to the emperor's hall in the evening."

Zhang Chuchen was shocked when he heard this: If these people cannot be used by me, they must be eliminated.

The anger in the third head of the family was constantly accumulating: it would be fine if I killed my good brother, but now I have entered the house and teased my second sister again and again. I deserve to die.

Suddenly, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and stabbed Song Tianming in the chest.

"Stop." Zhang Fei and Zhang Chuchen exclaimed at the same time.

The nickname of "Cao Shangfei" is not a prank. Zhang Fei came first and slashed it with one knife.

The third leader's weapons were instantly knocked away.

Song Tianming took a deep breath and looked at the bandits, still forcibly calming down.

The remaining village leaders Mu Ruodaiji never dared to speak again.

"Mr. Song laughed. The leader of the village is not strict and he is rude! He is rude!"

Turning his head and shouting at the minion, "Drag it out and buried it."

Zhang Chuchen took back the flying needle in his hand and smiled charmingly: "Since Mr. Song feels it is wonderful, then we should do our best to be the landlord."

"Into the water prison."

Song Tianming was locked in a water prison, with only one head exposed.

But I didn't expect that this water prison was actually a hot spring.

What does it mean? Is this the rhythm of asking me for great health care?

If it weren't for the fact that his hands and feet were tied, Song Tianming would have wanted to slap in the shower.

But over time, Song Tianming was soaked in a daze and white smoke blew on his head.

About an hour, Zhang Fei and Zhang Chuchen came together.

Zhang Chuchen bent down and held a black and green insect in his hand.

"Can Mr. Song recognize this thing?"

Then he giggled again: "This is a horse turtle, and he also likes the beauty of blood!"

"Mr. Song is so hot all over? I'll get rid of it for you."
Chapter completed!