Chapter 82: Rogues? Bandit?
A sharp blade was placed on his neck, Lin Fusheng was a scholar, no matter in his previous life or present life, he had never seen such a scene, how could he not be afraid. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
He couldn't help but shake his body, and maintained a half-up posture, not daring to move. I am afraid that as long as he moves, the blade will cut his carotid artery, let him pay for it, and the legendary sword will seal his throat.
"Brother Compound, Brother Echo ......"
At this time, Li Yan'er's stubborn voice came from the position of the carriage not far away. "You let go of me, let go of me!"
It seems that the two carriages and the people and things on them have fallen.
Lin Fusheng didn't dare to raise his head, he didn't even dare to twist his neck. Therefore, just based on Li Yan'er's shouting, I almost know the situation in the carriage now.
These bandits are so powerful, silently, they took down two carts of scholars in one fell swoop, without much effort.
At the critical moment, life is important, and you can't talk about integrity with these bandits.
Lin Fusheng looked ahead, forced a smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Hehe, several masters, where are you sacred." ”
"Hahaha......" Hearing this, the knife on Lin Fusheng's neck began to vibrate strongly, which really scared Lin Fusheng enough.
"Hey! Look! These ball-reading people, all of them are fucking melons! ”
As soon as these words fell, the knife that was on Lin Fusheng's neck was also taken back.
Lin Fusheng took a few quick breaths and peeked at the person holding the knife in front of him.
"Even such a big knife can scare this baby into peeing his pants. It's better to be a girl! A big man with a foreign accent stood in front of Lin Fusheng's small body, brandishing a "knife" in his hand that was more than half a person high, and kept showing off to the brothers behind him.
It seems that most of these people were shocked by the earthquake in Shaanxi last year. Many families have been ruined and displaced, some have left their homes and begged for a living, while others have been left in the mountains to become bandits, passing on their misery to others.
Looking at the man in front of him, he was tall and burly, with black and shiny hair, and his roots stood upright, and it was said that people with this kind of hair had a very violent personality. He was wearing a sleeveless coarse cloth vest that looked very cool in such a season. Naked, exposed limbs, in fact, not naked, exposed, all wearing natural "wool pants", "wool sleeves". Even on his chest, the rolls of steel wire black hair could be faintly seen.
Anyway, it seems that people with this image are usually some kind of martial arts, bandits and the like. Perhaps, only people with this image are full of male hormones, irritable, fightable, and rebellious physique.
Without a "knife" to hold his neck, Lin Fusheng's mood has calmed down a bit.
People love to listen to flattery, so I might as well say a few words. "Look at the clothes of the heroes, and their extraordinary bearing, they must be legends, who specialize in chivalry, robbing the rich and helping the poor, except for the strong and helping the weak, chivalrous thieves."
Lin Fusheng made a four-character high hat, and several big men in front of him laughed.
"This fucking reader, if you say it, it's just different!" The big man in front of him was holding a big knife in his hand, and he turned around and joked with a few bandits behind him: "What kind of thief are you?" As he spoke, the big man raised his head and laughed, then grinned, stretched out a big hairy black face, stretched out in front of Lin Fusheng, and said, "Tell you, you are thieves, not some fart thieves." As long as it is from here, whether it is a male drop, a female drop, an old drop, a young drop, a rich drop, a money drop, and a lot of money, they are all robbed. After saying that, there was another smug laugh.
Lin Fusheng's heart trembled, he was really unlucky, he really encountered this kind of bandit who had no principles and no bottom. Alas! Forget it, money and wealth are foreign things, and you can't give up the silver, and you can't save your life. Besides, this money is easy to come by anyway, as long as he can stay in Qingshan, when he arrives in Huangzhou Mansion, he can find a guy who looks down on people with dogs' eyes, show a small hand, and get some living expenses, it is not difficult for him.
"Alright then, the money is all in the car, heroes, please take whatever you want. It's just that I hope you can be merciful, ask for money instead of life, and let me wait for incompetent scholars. ”
At this moment, a few little minions had already jumped out of the car, holding a lot of silver tickets in their hands. With a grin, he ran to Dahan's side and invited him to take credit: "Three generations of kings, you see, they are really rich!" ”
"Well, let's just say, these scholars who are rushing to take the exam are the best to grab the drops. Hahaha......" The big man laughed triumphantly.
"It's still the third generation of kings, you have the best way." The little minion continued to tout, causing the three-generation king to laugh non-stop.
"Three generations of kings." Seeing that they got the money, he was very happy, Lin Fusheng took the opportunity to say: "Since you have got the money, then let me wait." ”
Hearing this, the big man snorted and said disapprerovingly: "Hey, hey, little doll, you're wrong again." Not only do you rob money, but you want everything. Men, go into the village with them, do it together, if you don't want to drop, just cook and eat. Lao Di, don't have the strength, take it back to feed the dog, if this woman is ......, hehehe......" said, the big man rubbed the tightrope black beard, turned his head to look at Li Yan'er, his expression was frivolous, and his eyes were dissolute.
Zhao Zhongming had been silent, but as soon as he saw that these three generations of kings were staring at his baby Yan'er with such eyes, he immediately seemed to have drunk snake gall wine, his face was red with anger, and he was full of courage, and said angrily: "You robbers, in broad daylight, killing people and robbing money, is there any royal law!" ”
"Wang Fa? King Law! Hahaha......" The big man laughed again, his face full of ridicule, "Brothers, he said the king's law!" ”
As the big man laughed loudly, all the bandits around him burst out laughing.
After laughing, I saw that the sweaty face suddenly rose up, and his face was angry, "Fuck your feet!" What a bullshit king law! When the fish in the village turned over, the adult dolls in the village were smashed and starved, and they were everywhere. Now talk to Lao Tzu about the king's law! I think you're tired of living! Dahan said, raised his foot and kicked the knife, the knife was horizontal in his hand, regardless of Lin Fusheng, turned to Zhao Zhongming, raised the knife and said angrily: "Today, Lao Tzu said to cut you, I will cut you, Lao Tzu is the king!" ”
No, if you don't get along, you're going to kill someone?
Lin Fusheng looked at the big man's posture and hurriedly shouted, "Stop!" ”
However, as soon as he finished shouting, he was so shocked by the cold light in the big man's eyes that he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "What are you doing! Looking for death? ”
"No, no......" Lin Fusheng looked at the knife in the big man's hand, trembling slightly in the sun, as if it was about to fall on Zhao Zhongming's head at any time. He was in a hurry, and suddenly thought of a way to help Zhao Zhongming intercede, so he shouted: "A hero can't kill him!" ”