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It's a pity that they still underestimated the resilience of this group of old rich people, and they were nimble-minded, and they really came up with all kinds of desperate ideas to achieve their goal of revenge with their own hands.

No, they had already arrived at their destination, and Gu Zheng and his party, who had stood outside the landlord's circle, saw this situation.

A group of old people sat on the ground, each with a rattan basket, which was stacked with all kinds of homemade weapons.

Of course, they are small objects that can pass through the fence of the cell and be thrown effectively.

Since Weiwolf Mountain is not their respective backyard house, naturally there will be no dog legs to prepare for them. This group of landlords and old wealthymen with extremely strong hands-on and brain-based abilities have given full play to their style of using local materials.

"Alas!"

Of course, it was Gu Zheng who was the first to make a sound, and he was a little anxious after taking a fixed look.

Hey, you've even searched the back mountain!

In the basket of the leftmost one in a circle of people, it is the horse manure that is often picked up by Gu Zheng in the horse pen.

This kind of dung, which is not as easy to control as sheep dung and eggs, is being taken out of the basket by this chubby old squire, holding a shovel made of thin pieces of wood, scraping it flat at the edge, and then lifting it high with skill, and with a skillful shake and a pump at the wrist, the horse manure on the top is thrown forward.

This set of flowing movements, with inexplicable rhythm and beauty, has a high hit rate, which makes people sigh.

The horse manure always perfectly passed through the gaps between the vertical bars of the cells, and after that, it swayed in the direction of Tu Fei with a massive sputtering sensation.

'Boom, pop. ’

Perfect hit.

Tu Fei, who was trapped on the wooden pillar, could no longer see any other colors on his body at this time except brown and black.

Ma Fengyun on the side and the idle man praised it: "Hey, Uncle Sun, the craftsmanship of the mason in your early years has not been lost!"

"That's natural, I started with this craft, I won't forget it if I forget anything!" The Sun Squire heard someone praise him, and he turned his head in response.

As for Zhao Laocai, who was squatting in the middle of everyone and struggling with Tu Fei, he was so busy that he didn't even raise his head.

You ask, since the distance is so far that he can't even touch the hair, how can Zhao Laocai start to tinker with it?

Here, we are going to applaud Zhao Laocai's quick wit.

He always felt that long-range throws were not as effective as directly touching their opponents, either in terms of the harm they caused or the degree of relief.

Isn't it just that they can't get in if it's far away?

It's easy to do, you can use foreign objects!

Zhao Laocai walked to the construction site of Weiwolf Mountain, where he was building a new dormitory, and he found a bamboo pole when he was looking left and right.

When passing by the back kitchen of Weiwolf Mountain, he also took an iron hook to poke the fire from the side of the big stove where the meat was boiling outside.

Take a ubiquitous hemp rope, tie the ends well, and tremble gently in your hand, 'Hum..' A simple long-hooked gun was made like this, and it was still barbed.

Wow yes yes .. When I come forward, kill him completely!"

rushed to the dungeon and stabbed Tu Fei, and also pushed hard under the opponent's crotch.

Wave after wave of screams, one after another.

The reason why Tu Fei was silent when Gu Zheng and a few people came over was because he was hanging there and fainted.

Because just now, Zhao Laocai's messy iron hook, only 0.01 mm away from his big weapon, after brushing against him, perfectly pierced his inner thigh.

'Uh!!'...... I fainted.

Seeing this situation, even Gu Zheng was a little unbearable, and he persuaded Zhao Laocai with the most compassionate expression: "Okay, let your men be merciful, otherwise where will this prisoner have the energy to see what punishment we give to the traitors born within Gan Province in a while?"

"Kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey, at least you have to let the monkey not die!"

"That's right, the days are still long, and I will have the opportunity to visit him in Weiwolf Mountain in the future. ”

What a grudgeful old man this is, I like it.

Hearing this, Gu Zheng nodded at Zhao Laocai's very cooperative answer to show praise, and turned his gaze to Tu Fei in the depths of the prison: "Okay, don't pretend to be dizzy, your eyeballs are turning under your nose more than a spinning top." Now you can't die, wait for the orders of our big boss!"

After getting Gu Zheng's reminder, Ma Fengyun, who had been watching the excitement with his hands behind his back, reacted, he still had to implement the plan he and Gu Zheng discussed at the dinner table, and it was important to do business.

So, Ma Fengyun coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "Let the brothers clean up for him briefly, take him to the front hall to perform martial arts, and let him, an uninformed bystander, watch the grand occasion when we implement the family law in Gansu Province, and he will know how kind Zhao Laocai is to him." ”

"Okay!"

The surrounding brothers roared with great momentum, but Tu Fei, who was tied to the shelf, couldn't help but shudder.

Execution Scene and Family Law Enforcement?

It can't be what he imagined, right?

Who's going to save me!

As Tu Fei was sent out of the dungeon by the two of them like anti-pigs, while he was being scrubbed indiscriminately in the backyard for a few times, he took a thousand degrees for the family rules he was about to face.

By the time the few search information and old photos were slowly brushed out by the Qiandu engine, Tu Fei's whole person was not good.

Peel the skin and cramp and light the sky lantern!

My mother, Ma Fengyun in the wild history is a master who makes children cry and adults have weak legs.

It is recorded that horse bandits were brutal and cruel, and one of their favorite tortures was to make straw-filled human skin lanterns.

If it weren't for a few faintly indistinguishable old photos, Tu Fei would have thought he was reading a fairy tale.

Wait, this group of people asked him to watch the execution, and it is said that he still killed chickens and monkeys.

If you are that monkey, then who is the chicken that was killed?

It won't be ......

Thinking of this, Tu Fei shivered a few more times.

The gang who was holding a big brush to remove pig hair on the side was painting the bald skin, and when they saw him behaving like this, they quickly reminded him loudly with disgust.

"Hey, I said you kid aren't peeing, are you?

This brother, I'm covered in horse manure, in this half-human-high wooden barrel, cleaned by the brush of the horse, I don't dislike it, what else do you pay attention to as a peripheral person?