Zhu Weihong was not angry when she saw this, but breathed a sigh of relief. "When I finish this wave of 'weirdness', your faith should be able to reach the level of a fanatic!!"

Zhu Weihong quietly instructed Yamazaki Rantaro a few words, then turned around and entered the church. That night, Yamazaki Rantaro led seven or eight men quietly to the backyard of the church, and half an hour later, these seven or eight men, suppressed the excitement and went out to prepare the ox cart.

Five days later, Zhu Weihong led a convoy of ten ox carts out of the village under the watchful eyes of the villagers, and among the villagers who drove the car, in addition to the seven men led by Yamazaki Rantaro that night, there were also three men from other villages.

In Zhu Weihong's soul perception, a family in the west of the village was watching the convoy pass by, and a middle-aged man with an obscene face left quickly from the back door, trotting all the way in the direction of Tiger Roaring Village.

A quarter of an hour later, in the Tiger Roaring Village, "Nakamura Lun also meets the leaders!" The middle-aged man with a lewd face had a flattering smile on his face and bowed to the thieves in the Tiger Roaring Village.

"Nakamura Ryoya, let me ask you. Which of your divine envoys has prepared the money and food!!" Haruma Miura had not yet spoken, and a thin man as thin as a monkey on the side asked first.

Nakamura Tsunoshi also replied respectfully: "Back to the three bosses, since the big boss came, that bullshit oracle immediately ordered someone to prepare. I had been prepared several times last night, and I had already set off from Jingxia Village an hour and a half ago. The little one has come to report to the leaders. ”

"Nakamura Ryoya, are you what you said with your own eyes?" the trio asked.

Nakamura Lun also nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I took the road to report to the leaders after I saw the money and grain loaded into the cart and the divine envoy personally escorted the cart out of the city. ”

"Third child, don't be suspicious. Forgive him for being a small village, and he doesn't dare to play tricks with us!" Haruma Miura opened his mouth directly, his face full of unshaven "Originally, I looked up to that 'divine envoy', but now it seems that he is a soft egg!!haha, tomorrow we will also make a god cult to play, you see those untouchables who are eager to lick the boots of that soft egg!!We must be more majestic than that soft egg, hahaha!"

In the field, only to give Miura Haruma an idea, teach Miura Haruma to say those words, the three leaders who are as thin as a monkey, feel wrong. But seeing everyone laughing, I didn't think much about it.

Near noon, the little minions at the bottom of the mountain came to report that the bullshit 'divine messenger' had escorted ten carts to the bottom of the mountain and asked to go up the mountain, and the minions had come to ask the three leaders what to do.

The third leader was still frowning, and the eldest and second looked at each other with a relaxed expression, and then the big leader ordered, "Let them go up the mountain." ”

"Yes. When the minions turned around and were about to leave, the trio suddenly stopped him again, "Wait, how many of them are coming?"

"There are only ten farmers who are driving the car!" the minion replied respectfully, and when Miura Haruma heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes and said, "Third brother, you are afraid that his ten farmers will destroy my three thousand brothers in the Tiger Roaring Village!"

I have to say here that the class differentiation of the bandits in the Hokage World at that time was very obvious, and the boss dared to question when the boss spoke, where did the boss's face go! So the three leaders smiled flatteringly: "How can you! Big boss, you are a strong man who has killed ninjas." Don't say that even ten peasants will be killed in front of you!"

When the big boss heard this, his face softened a lot, and he waved his hand to the minions and said, "Let them go up the mountain!" The little minion's legs trembled with fright, but the big boss was angry!

About two quarters of an hour later, the convoy slowly came to the door of Tiger Roaring Village. At this time, the gate of Tiger Roaring Village is wide open, the three leaders are lined up and sitting under the banner, and hundreds of thieves are lined up on both sides of the gate of Dazhai.

Seeing this, Zhu Weihong directly asked the villagers to stop outside the range of bows and arrows in front of the village, and secretly sneered in his heart, "You still put on a posture to scare me!"

Haruma Miura sat crookedly on the chair in the middle, and said mockingly, "Oh, Lord God." It seems that your God really takes care of us believers, but these 3,000 catties of food are only enough for us believers to fill their stomachs, I don't think God will see his believers suffer, and trouble God to send another 5,000 catties of grain tomorrow, hahahaha!"

"God's believers will receive God's gifts, and those who blaspheme the gods will bear God's wrath" Zhu Weihong didn't see the slightest anger, and then drank in a fueled voice, "Lost lamb, when will you not ask God for sin at this time!!"

The thieves were startled by Zhu Weihong's sudden shouting, but then they all lost their minds. The eight earth kings, who were originally all powerful and blessed, were not very sound, and at this time, they were affected by Zhu Weihong's voice, and their IQ was directly in arrears, and they shouted and killed one by one!

And this is exactly what Zhu Weihong wants, wanting to stand up. Naturally, it is necessary to behave very well, and the shock brought by slaughtering a lion is completely different from the shock brought by slaughtering a sheep.