When Leng Han approached, he found that the left eye of the big man who was imprisoned in the cage had been gouged out, and the other left eye was covered with dried blood, so he couldn't see anything clearly, and the shocking scars on his face and body proved that he had been subjected to inhuman torture before being imprisoned.

"Get out of here, wait for Lao Tzu to go out one day, see if I don't kill you white-eyed wolves without leaving a piece of armor." Dahan continued to roar.

"Excuse me, why are you being held here?" A gentle voice came into the ears of the big man.

"Who am I, Lao Tzu is Pang Zongming, the owner of Juying Cottage."

"Are you the owner of the village? Could it be ......" Leng Han had already vaguely guessed something.

Pang Zongming, the owner of Juying Cottage, is righteous, although he is a bandit leader, he never oppresses the people, and he only picks those black-hearted businessmen and people from the government to start his life. Seventy percent of the money he robbed was distributed to the poor people, leaving only three components for the brothers in the village.

"The hateful Song Zheng, I have treated him like a brother all these years, I didn't expect him to drug me in my wine and food, causing me to end up so miserable now, as long as I can get out, I will definitely cut off the head I want to vent my anger."

Hearing this, Li Fei had completely understood that in order to occupy the cottage, the second master Song Zheng did not hesitate to perfidiously drug the big boss, and then imprisoned him here, and announced to the public that Pang Zongming died violently, and then logically took over the position of the owner of the village. The kidnapping of Wolong villagers this time was also planned by Song Zheng, but Wolong Village is not a rich village, everyone is self-sufficient and lives a simple life, even if he robs it, there is not much money, unless he has other purposes, he will never tie all the villagers to the cottage for no reason, and also set up guards in Wolong Village to prevent anyone from entering.

Pang Zongming knew that Leng Han was not from the cottage, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he heard footsteps gradually approaching the cell. "You first find a place to hide, don't be discovered, no matter what happens, don't come out."

Leng Han glanced around, and there was only room under the cage to hide people, so he hurriedly got in.

The cell door opened, and a small man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks walked in with a wicked smile on his face, and with some leftovers in his hand, he came to the cage and opened the iron door with a key and walked in.

"Master, I come to this smelly and dirty place every day to bring you food, it's really unlucky." After speaking, he grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it into Pang Zongming's mouth, one bite, two mouthfuls, regardless of whether he swallowed it or not.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Pang Zongming's mouth came out with a continuous coughing sound, and all the food that was forced into his mouth was squirted out, and some of them were sprayed on the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, seeing that his clothes were dirty, he got up and kicked Pang Zongming's abdomen, and the things he had eaten had just been swallowed, but now he was kicked by this sudden kick, and the things that had just entered his stomach were immediately spit out again.

"You don't know what to do, sir, the clothes I just changed today made you dirty again." The man said viciously, his tone full of insult and dissatisfaction.

Pang Zongming roared with an angry voice: "Go back and tell Song Zheng, don't let Lao Tzu have a chance to go out, otherwise I will definitely break him into pieces, get out, you get out of Lao Tzu." ”

The man didn't feel angry because of Pang Zongming's words, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly untied his belt and sprinkled his body fluids into the bowl that usually fed Pang Zongming water. Fastening his belt, he bent down and brought the big wrist full of his body fluids to Pang Zongming.

Pang Zongming had already smelled the contents of the bowl, and kept scolding, but the man ignored it at all, and directly broke Pang Zongming's mouth with his hand, and poured the bowl of yellow soup into his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Pang Zongming kept coughing because of nausea, and the man looked at Pang Zongming's painful expression and seemed to enjoy it.

"Hahaha...... I'll keep your mouth. ”

"Brute, you ungrateful brute!" Pang Zongming roared.

"Ungrateful? Tell me how much that thing is worth? In the past, the brothers followed you to work hard, but they didn't even have the money to play with women, since Boss Song became the master, we are now singing every night, as many women as we want, you, just wait here for death in this life. ”

"You will be punished for mutilating the people and for insulting the women."

Leng Han, who was lying under the cage, now wanted to rush out and kill that bastard directly, but because of Pang Zongming's previous explanation to him, he could only continue to endure it, and his clenched fists were also squeaking.

"Pang Zongming, you have killed a lot more people than me in your life, no, your retribution has arrived. As for me? As long as there is meat to eat, wine to drink, and women to play, I don't bother to care about retribution or not, if you want to live a few more years, just speak politely to me, otherwise I will reward you with a bowl of 'fine wine' every day. The man laughed and walked out of the cage, locked the lock, and left the cell.

Everything he had just done was seen by Leng Han, who was lying under the cage, and Leng Han couldn't help but feel great sorrow for Pang Zongming. Betrayal, insults, prisoners, life is worse than death, these all happened to this man who was nearly fifty years old.

Leng Han got out from under the cage, looked at Pang Zongming, who was in disarray, and said, "Master Pang Zhai, I didn't expect you to be so aware of righteousness. No wonder I have lived in Wolong Village for so many years and never knew of the existence of Juying Cottage. Could it be that the money that occasionally appeared out of thin air in the village in the past was all done by you? ”

"I shouldn't be very old to hear your voice, how did you get in." Pang Zongming did not answer Leng Han's question, but asked rhetorically.

Leng Han told all the things that happened after he returned to Wolong Village and the information he had mastered.

"Song Zheng, that brute, really violated the ancestral teachings and attacked the villagers. Damn, damn it! Pang Zongming roared angrily after listening to Leng Han's words.

Leng Han looked at Pang Zongming, whose limbs were broken, and said: "I see that your muscles and veins have not been broken for a long time, I have learned a little medical skills from the master to connect the muscles and bones, and I may be able to help you." ”

"Really? Can you really help me connect the veins? The anger on Pang Zongming's face was replaced by excitement, and he looked at Leng Han with hopeful eyes.

"Ordinary people's muscles and veins are broken, as long as it doesn't take more than two days, they can be picked up first, and cultivators or people with strong systems will delay the time for muscles and veins to contract because of their muscle density, and your body is so strong, it must belong to the latter, but it won't exceed ten days at most."

Pang Zongming lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "It should be seven days since I was picked off my veins until today. ”

"That's fine, but it will be very painful to reconnect the broken veins, so you have to be patient."

"As long as I can make my body recover, I am willing to bear the greatest pain, come on!"