Chapter 23: Bloodline Warrior

The next day, Zhao Guohong had not returned, but Xueying arrived as scheduled.

The villagers have been prepared, have been hiding in the house, the snow eagle did not see the prey, slowly hovering above the blue sky, like a floating white cloud, if it is not for the people to be prepared, I am afraid they will not be able to find it.

"It didn't catch anyone, will it never leave?"

In the dark room, only a beam of sunlight came in from the vents, hitting Jing Wenting's worried face.

"Probably not. Chu Xiaodao lit a cigarette sadly, took a deep breath and said, "Damn, Zhao Guohong's grandson won't run away, right?"

Because Zhao Guohong was delayed, people could only linger in the house.

The snow eagle patrolling the sky is like a king, looking down on the small Zhaojiagou.

Zhao Fei couldn't help but feel as if he was a fat pig in captivity, and he could kill and eat at any time depending on the other party's happiness.

At noon, the sun is shining.

I don't know if the snow eagle is unbearably hot, so it whirls in the sky and flies towards the deep mountains south of the village, and there is no shadow in the blink of an eye.

Despite this, the families were still not ready to go out, and stayed in the house silently, begging God for protection.

At about four or five o'clock in the afternoon, the roar of cars came from the village.

Zhao Guohong hired a demon hunting team at a price of 100,000 yuan, with a total of seven or eight people, the leader of the group was a bloodline warrior, and the other members were outlaws who licked blood from the knife's edge.

Zhao Guohong quickly summoned the villagers and demanded that the head pay was 200 yuan per person, and he would pay the rest in advance.

"To put it nicely, there are more than 100 households in our village, and the average is a family of three, that is, four or five hundred people, and each person pays 200 yuan, which is almost 100,000 yuan, and he is used to pad a hammer. ”

Chu Xiaodao muttered, but he didn't refuse to pay, the most important thing at the moment was to deal with Xueying first.

Others are not stupid and have books in their hearts.

A young and vigorous young man said indignantly: "Two hundred for one person, and a family with a large population will have thousands, how can there be so much money? I think it is better to wait for the security army, and we are not local tyrants." ”

People were ready to move, all waiting for Zhao Guohong's reaction.

"Heh!" Zhao Guohong sneered, and slowly walked towards the young man: "I called all the people, you tell me this?"

The young man was about to defend himself, but Zhao Guohong's face suddenly sank, and his right leg was thrown out like a whip, and he slapped the young man hard.

"Bump!"

The young man flew up in the air, crossed an arc in the air, and fell hard into the vegetable patch on the side of the road, clutching his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood, unable to climb up.

"Cao, what kind of thing are you, does Zhao Jiagou have your part in speaking?" Zhao Guohong took a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, turned around murderously, and shouted: "Who else?

In times of peace, democracy is spoken, and at this moment, you can draw it out if you don't come out.

The person who was still thinking about bargaining just now died down in an instant, and obediently handed over the money to Zhao Guohong, and he didn't dare to let go of a fart.

After the money was gathered, Zhao Guohong's face softened slightly, turned around and walked to the side of the off-road vehicle, handed the money to the co-pilot, the bloodline martial artist who was smoking with Erlang's legs crossed, nodded and said, "Captain Xiao, you click." ”

Xiao Jian looked more feminine, looked about thirty years old, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and arrogantly spit a puff of cigarette at Zhao Guohong's face: "I just like a neat boss like you, hehe." ”

He raised his hand, and the old man who got down from the big truck behind him stepped forward to take the money from Zhao Guohong's hand.

Xiao Jian didn't ask if it was right or wrong, opened the car door and walked out, stretched his waist, came to the villagers with a knife, and glanced at it with a smile.

Chu Xiaodao licked his lips and plucked up his courage to ask, "When will we hunt the snow eagle?" We are hiding in the house now, and we don't dare to go out to work casually. ”

Xiao Jian sneered disdainfully: "A group of hillbillies, what is there to be afraid of Snow Eagle, our Flying Demon Hunting Group has killed countless demons, and we will definitely settle it for you if we collect the money! But I said in advance, Snow Eagle belongs to our Flying Demon Hunting Group, don't talk nonsense with me afterwards, do you know?"

People don't care about the belonging of Snow Eagle, but they are quite dissatisfied with Xiao Jian's arrogant attitude.

However, if you don't have the ability, what can you do if you are dissatisfied, you don't have to greet you with a smile.

After Zhao Guohong and Dahan counted the money in person, they hurriedly trotted over, and said with a look: "Commander Xiao, while there is still some time, I want to call everyone to a meeting to arrange tomorrow's actions." ”

"Hey, man. Xiao Jian drooped his eyelids, shook his head and chuckled, "Feel free to do whatever you want." ”

Zhao Guohong turned around, immediately straightened his waist, and stretched out his hand to point at the crowd: "Chu Xiaodao, Zhao Ergou, and you, you, you...... They all went to the meeting with me, and the others dispersed. ”

The content of the meeting was very simple, Zhao Guohong asked Chu Xiaodao and others to assist the Flying Demon Hunting Group tomorrow.

People immediately fryed the pot.

"How is that possible?"

"We gave the money, the demon hunt is their business, why do we have to do it ourselves?"

"yes, wasn't that money given for nothing?"

Xiao Zhan said indifferently: "It's all what Village Chief Zhao meant, I still think you are in the way." ”

People immediately turned their attention to Zhao Guohong.

Zhao Ergou said angrily: "What does this mean? If you want to borrow a knife to kill someone, just say it!"

"Joke!" Zhao Guohong slammed the table: "I want to kill you, do I need to play tricks? I'm not afraid of accidents!"

Zhao Ergou thought to himself, his expression slowly eased, and he frowned: "But we paid for it, can we afford to make such an extra move and take risks in vain?"

Zhao Guohong said vigorously: "You are just sweeping the formation next to you, in case something goes wrong, you won't be helpless." If things go well, you won't need to be used, and everyone under me will be involved, including myself!"

Chu Xiaodao always felt that it was inappropriate, but he didn't know what was wrong.

If you have to say something, it is that Zhao Guohong is too active, and he is dedicated to the public, he didn't even do oil and water, and the money was collected and handed over to the Flying Demon Hunting Group in public.

This reason was not enough for him to stand up and oppose Zhao Guohong's arrangement, so he sat silently on the side and didn't say anything from beginning to end.

Everything was discussed, and Chu Xiaodao and the others went home and prepared to go.

Zhao Guohong entertained Xiao Zhan and the others with good food and drink, and finally returned to the bedroom, took out an old-fashioned mobile phone, and dialed his subordinates.

"How?"

Sun Pingjiang already knows. ”

"Okay. ”

"But...... What if he doesn't come tomorrow?"

"Oh, I dragged so many people into the water, how could a pretentious person like him turn a blind eye? ”

"Yes. ”

After Zhao Guohong finished the phone, he ordered a plate of demon incense with a smile on his face, turned off the light and lay comfortably on the bed.

After a few minutes, in the dark room, a chuckle suddenly sounded: "Ha, bloodline martial artist!"