107 People Don't Sell Me, I Don't Sell People (Part II)

107 People Don't Sell Me, I Don't Sell People (Part II)

I thought that the next step was to send them to a dark room, starve them for two days, and then give them an address so that these "heroes and heroes" could negotiate the price and redeem the hostages.

Unexpectedly, I actually went underground along a sewer and started underground work.

"Where is this?" Despite the golden bell jar protection, looking at the increasingly obscure environment, Zhao Dazhui couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Is there anything you can't say openly, why dive into the gloomy underground?

The fifth brother laughed: "Dungeon, worry-free cave, naturally it is good to be underground!" Little boy doesn't have to worry, you and I will be in love, and you will be sure to survive. ”

"Survival? Are you going to kill me? Zhao Dazhui's face was full of innocence.

"Hehe, just like that, we are just seeking money, how can we easily harm people's lives?"

The coachman turned into a boatman, and said a perfunctory sentence casually, a little penny, but the boat was moving fast, speeding through the dark waterway.

[Where is this?] Dungeons & Warriors? 】

[Huh.] Warriors don't have to be, but dungeons are absolute. 】

[Were sewers so developed in ancient times?] Loved, loved. 】

[The drainage system of Bianliang is really good, spacious, ventilated, convenient transportation, and the environment is also bearable. Teacher Zhou spoke.

[You were stolen by Mr. Jin, right? Isn't that his tone? 】

[What's my tone?] I'm serious too, right? At that time, the Bianliang sewer was like this. 】

[Rich and capricious? 】

[The so-called city fox society rats, most of them are mixed in such places, right? ] 】

[Hehe, they are not ordinary gangsters, they are organized, known as Sanssouci Cave, and their boss even calls himself the king of the underground. 】

After all, the king of the underground is not the king of the earth, but belongs to the role of not seeing the light.

As far as the person in front of him is concerned, just by looking at his appearance, he knows that he is not a good bird.

The big eagle hooked nose, the windy ears, and the two fangs, a proper beast-faced beast-hearted object.

The beastmaster sat on the throne, gnawing on the arm of a white child in his hand, and the click was very terrifying.

Seeing that Zhao Dazhui came in, the beastmaster politely handed over the child's arm: "Do you want to take a bite too?"

"Uh......"

Rao is Zhao Da Hammer has experienced a hundred battles, and he is used to seeing the grievances of the rivers and lakes, and he can't accept such a heavy taste. When I looked closely, I realized that it was just a lotus root coated with syrup.

Your uncle, is a snack so scary? The panties are almost wet!

"Don't you eat me, my lord? My arms don't taste good, I ......"

Zhao Dazhui, who was "frightened" and incoherent, was full of panic.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm a good person!" The beastmaster was also very helpless, "Just ask me, how many orphans and widows would not be able to live without me, and how many lonely souls and wild ghosts would be added to the mass graves?" ”

Zhao Dazhui really didn't know that this beastmaster was actually a philanthropist - if cheating, killing and setting fires, forcing women, and abducting and selling kidnapping tickets were also considered charity, this is really a great philanthropist.

Maybe it's the hatred of the rich, or maybe it's the psychology of the little people, Zhao Dazhui has always looked at those philanthropists with suspicion.

Isn't it distressing to donate your hard-earned money?

If they were so noble and great, they would all go to heaven when they died!

As for the "good man" in front of him, Zhao Dazhui felt that it was more appropriate to send him to heaven now, the kind that couldn't wait for a minute.

"Wow, Shu Huang turned out to be a good person! Sure enough, people can't look good, and there are good people like you? Zhao Dazhui continued to maliciously sell cuteness.

The Beastmaster grinned awkwardly: "Hehe, I am indeed a good person. ”

"My mom said that if you have something good, you must share it with others. Shu Xiao, you are a good person, and you should share good things with you. ”

As soon as he turned around, Zhao Dazhui took out a small pocket, like a kindergarten apple, and divided the melons one by one: "This is my family's specialty, and I can't see or buy it on the market." ”

"This Shu Xiao, you are also a good person, right? Oh, it's a good person who takes it, it's not worth anything, it's just a thought. ”

"This sister, oh, it's my brother. It doesn't matter, needless to say that you must be a good person too, take it, you're welcome. ”

"The two eldest brothers at the entrance of the cave also came in and took them! Those who see it have a share! ”

That little pocket, like a treasure bag, seems to have countless "specialties" to take.

When waiting for one to be handed over, Zhao Dazhui nodded with satisfaction, and gave the bag directly to the beast king: "You are the king, naturally you want to get the big head, and the rest is yours." ”

The beastmaster was very satisfied with Zhao Dazhu's knowledge, and nodded happily: "You little doll is really going to do something, I'm a little reluctant to let you go." ”

Zhao Dazhui was also very happy: "I am reluctant to leave, this place is so interesting." If I'm gone, I'll miss you guys. ”

After all, the beastmaster is a rough man, and he is not very suitable for this sudden sensational scene, so after a few idle words, he decisively changed the topic: "This specialty of yours is indeed very strange!" Is it any use? ”

Zhao Dazhui took out a melon casually, and said with a smile: "Look, the king, there is a pressure spring on it, as long as you press and pull it, there will be a miracle, which is very interesting!" ”

"What miracles can it be?"

"Fluttering like a fairy, like heaven."

With this description, the Beastmaster and those minions understood. Maybe this is an aphrodisiac drug used by large households, but the packaging is not the same, and the usage is not the same.

Looking at this number, it may be high-end goods such as incense, and it is really difficult for this little kid to carry so much on his body. Needless to say, this little kid doesn't look young, but it's certainly not a good bird, a fellow traveler!

For a while, everyone actually felt a little sorry.

Since they are all their own people, why not perform it now, so as not to delay the business by not knowing the usage and dosage when you need to use it next time.

"Makes sense!" Zhao Dazhui gave a thumbs up to a certain minion who made the right suggestion, "Thanks to this big brother for reminding." I heard that the effect is better when two are used together.

Come on, come on, this thing is very precious, I'll only demonstrate it once, let's take a closer look! ”

Zhao sledgehammer left and right bow, one in each hand, pulled out the pressure spring, gently placed it on the ground, a circle of people as if looking at the Western scenery, waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Isn't that unusual? Not even a cigarette ......."

Rumble!

Boom!

The first two muskmelons exploded into the sky, and caused a martyrdom, blowing up the "good people" who were fortunate enough to share the "special products" to pieces.

The beast king, who was taken care of, was directly blown up because he illegally possessed too many "special products", and he really became a scumbag, which can be regarded as worthy of his character.

Looking at all the "heroes" who were eliminated, Zhao Dazhui looked up to the sky and laughed: "Even you scumbags, dare to fight the idea of labor and management?" You don't inquire about it, when labor and management cheat people...... I rub, who throws me with a stone? ”

Zhao Dazhui looked up and saw that the sewer, which was claimed to be usable for a hundred years and had been used for a hundred years, had begun to collapse in a large area because there was no explosion-proof treatment at the beginning of construction.

"Sun, your sister!"

Zhao Dazhui only had time to wail before he was overwhelmed by the falling masonry.