After being beaten a lot, the smart people in the crowd understood the rules. They quickly pulled the familiar friends around them, and shook their eyebrows to express a hint of closing their voices. Not stupid, they looked at the few who were being beaten, and they understood the meaning of their companions when they turned their eyes, and quietly shrank backwards and stopped talking.

Otherwise, people are blindly obedient. At this time, if there are ten or eight men rushing out regardless of life and death, they can't help but be able to arouse their blood. But after all, the beard is a beard. If they are really a stubborn person, they wouldn't choose to be a bandit.

One pass, two pass, two pass, four. In less than two minutes, the bandits in this big room became quiet in sharp contrast. Even the unruly men who were beaten to the face of blood because of resistance were bitten tightly with the rope sealed in their mouths, enduring the pain and not daring to say anything.

The room became quiet, and the two teams of twenty-four soldiers no longer made any other moves, and stood on the periphery with guns in front of them.

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, two giant men from the tower walked in first, and their ferocious smiles and fierce eyes immediately took the spirit of the bandits. The two walked out and stood left and right, carrying the door curtains to let a man and a woman enter.

Wang Zheng looked around and saw that there were no calligraphy and paintings in the entire hall, and there were no fancy decorations, and there were not even things like seating. Overall, it was more like a refugee camp than a bandit nest.

Wang Zheng was a little disappointed. He originally thought that these heroes on the mountain would make the hall solemn and dignified. He put a plaque on the head of the seats, and there was a plaque like "Step the Heavenly Way" on his head. Who knew there was nothing. The only thing in the hall that wanted to look like might be a seat covered with unknown animal skins.

I turned around and looked at the hundreds of ragged men who were "stacked" in the corner of the wall. What kind of good men are there, just some farmers who are not full and are in danger in order not to starve to death.

Since he had defeated his own success, Wang Zheng had no intention of giving these people a chance to go with them. He directly defeated the submission by force.

He walked forward two steps, sat on the "real leather" seat that had been moved to the prisoner by two soldiers, leaned directly on the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly and said lazily: "It's the one in charge, let me see!"

There was no sound in the bandit group, and most of them quickly lowered their heads and were afraid that the other party would see clues from their expressions. However, a few people couldn't help but want to see a middle-aged man with a beard and a small braid in the middle.

Wang Zheng's eyes were half open and half closed, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Why? The head of the family looked down on me and didn't want to come out, or did he not have the courage to admit it? Or did he want to have some fun with me and come out after seeing some blood?"

Jin Liuniang delivered a lit cigar to Wang Zheng's mouth, stretched out her green onion fingers and gently placed it on Wang Zheng's shoulders, and massaged it with appropriate weight.

Hearing the word "blood", the beards moved a little, and more people looked up at the man with small braids in the middle.

A man behind him suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open, and he was whining.

Wang Zheng stretched out his hand and said, "Let the things in this master's mouth relax and ask him to say it." Then Wang Zheng pointed at the few people who obviously had different clothes from others in the middle and said, "These are also relaxed together! Please come in front!"

Several soldiers rushed up and pulled off the cloth strips of their people, pushing him to the front row and kneeling down.

The man who was about to speak just now struggled for a moment, stood up in confusion, glared at Wang Zheng and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, I am the boss, you want to kill and cut him to come at me!"

Wang Zheng was stunned. Before he could speak, an old man with long braids beside him hurriedly pulled the man's sleeve, bowed properly, and smiled apologized: "Your Majesty, don't listen to him. This kid is so careless. The old man is the main business here." As he said that, he naturally took out a small bag from the sleeve and handed it on his hands, and then smiled apologized: "I don't respect a little bit!"

The man was not convinced and wanted to speak. The old man turned around and glared at him, turned around and nodded and bowed to Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng couldn't help laughing out loud, pointed at himself and said, "Do you think I am an officer and soldier? Haha!"

The old man was a little confused because he was laughed, and looked around in surprise and still motionless. He knew that the extremely elite soldiers were not sure what to say for a moment. However, his face showed a look of disbelief.

"I'm not an officer and soldier!" Wang Zheng shook his head and said in an extremely glorious tone: "How can those wastes of officers and soldiers compare to us? We are professional bandits!"

Jin Liuniang looked at her superior with an extremely honorable look and couldn't help but smile. She knew that Wang Zheng's biggest goal in this time and space was actually to realize her dream - to be a bandit!

I don’t know when it started, maybe it was fascinated by the Water Margin, or influenced by something else. Wang Zheng’s young heart was filled with such a dream. He yearned for that kind of unrestrained life, was fascinated by the spirit of looking at death and killing people in anger, and was also attracted by the boldness of spending a lot of money.

So when other children blindly wanted to be scientists or engineers, Wang Zheng had already decided on his unique dream.

However, as he grew older and experienced, Wang Zheng gradually understood how unrealistic his dream was. In addition, the pressure of life and the complex society were eroding Wang Zheng's dream little by little. However, the appearance of Yuri base brought a huge turning point to Wang Zheng's life. When the endless journey was first revealed in front of him, he had already sunk into it.

Taking advantage of the time and interest this time, of course I have to realize my yearning!

Perhaps this is the reason why Wang Zheng chose this plane in his subconscious mind.

Seeing Wang Zheng's strange expression, the bearded men were a little confused. They didn't know what to be proud of as a bandit. They looked at each other and muttered in their hearts.

At this time, the middle-aged man with a braid finally stood up, looked straight at Wang Zheng and clasped his fists, and said, "Master, since you said you are a fellow traveler, I want to ask about your font size!"

Font size? This thing hasn't been available yet!

Wang Zheng turned his mind and sneered: "Don't ask about my font size. Even if I say that you are a remote countryside, you may not know. Let's talk about yourself! You are the boss! So many people come out to put the jars on you, and you can really sit still!"

"You are wise! You are here to protect me, and I am ashamed of it!" The man with a braid clasped his fists and bowed his hands to the left and right to thank him, and then looked at Wang Zheng and said, "I just don't know what you want to do when you suddenly visited this day and tied up our hundred brothers together?"

Wang Zheng laughed and stood up and said, "It's okay! I just like you, I want to borrow it for use! As for you who want to surrender, I will keep it and dominate the three eastern provinces with me. If you don't want to surrender, I will not force you to dominate the three eastern provinces. If you don't want to surrender, I feel that I'm incapable of talking big, so I won't force you to go down the mountain. But this mountain is my place!"

When the bearded men heard that they had money to take, they all looked up at the middle-aged man.

Xiaopian looked up and down suspiciously, and then looked at Wang Zheng with several senior cadres beside him, then clasped his fists and said, "It's better for brothers to make their own decisions about this matter. Can you take off your condoms for me and these brothers first? Let's discuss it first!"

Although he said it nicely, he could tell from his sloping eyes that he was thinking about a little bit of abacus.

Wang Zheng became a little impatient and thought to himself: I am going to be kind to give you a good look. Do you dare to be arrogant and treat me as a fool? I really think I can't see your little thoughts? OK! I'm going to be nice, so don't blame grandpa for turning against me!

After thinking about it, he waved his hand and said, "So many nonsense I have brought! I have been kind on a whim. You dare to whine to me. I really think that men don't dare to kill people! Come on, search me and drive them out. I have time to think about it this night, and I will talk about any ideas when I come tomorrow!"

The old man looked anxious and asked for mercy: "Master! Master! Good luck! The snow is heavy in the wilderness, and there is no place to hide. If we leave the gate of the village, we don't need to freeze people into popsicles tomorrow morning!"

The younger man who was the first to speak suddenly took a step forward and said angrily: "Dad, don't listen to them scare nonsense. They are officers and soldiers. They just want to kill us in different ways. Don't think that grandpa will be fooled by your evil deeds!"

Wang Zheng is happy, hey! He is also a naughty man, which is really rare in his beard!

The old man was anxious and wanted to raise his hand to slap his son, but his hand was tied behind his back and couldn't pull it out. The Impatient House held the top of his head and hit him in the chest, cursing: "Shut up!"

Then he turned around and begged Wang Zheng: "Master, you can do it. Since you want to give us a way out, you don't want us to freeze and die at the gate!"

For a moment, they asked to stay in the village. The man with pigtails said nothing, and his face was about to beg for the old man when he was sad. When the two of them cooperated, they were really chords.

Hey, the wisdom of this little person in Northeast China cannot be underestimated. There are also these twists and turns to beg for mercy!

Wang Zheng listened with relish for a while, and saw them looking at him with a gaze, he couldn't help but grin and said lightly, "Get out!" As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers immediately began to move, and kicked the beards out with punches and kicks.
Chapter completed!