The scars on the man's face were like vertical and horizontal ravines, which made Mu Zifeng suddenly think of his master's face, and she scratched out the wound with her fingernails, which was similar to the person's scar.

"What are you stunned?" The man with the scars on his face squinted his eyes and urged: "Hurry up and climb out, do you have to help you out?" ”

His voice was the tenor who had just spoken.

Mu Zifeng crawled out of the sack with a sense of humor.

The moment it came out, a cold barrel pressed tightly against Mu Zifeng's temple.

"Raise your hands, hold them behind your head, squat on the ground, obediently obey ......" A bass scolded viciously: "Cheap embryo, don't think of tricks, this room is full of owners with guns, disobedient want your head to bloom!" ”

Under the eaves, how can people not bow their heads, in the face of the choice between life and death, Mu Zifeng has no choice, so he can only do what the bass says.

Mu Zifeng, who shrank into the corner of the wall, could only observe this underground world with the corner of his eye:

It was a room of about ten square meters, without a single window, with earthen walls on three sides, and on the side without walls, seven or eight wooden pillars with thick bowls formed a door.

Outside the door was a passageway, and a few people with rifles stood faintly.

The tenor in front of him was wearing a black silk short coat, a box cannon pinned to his waist, a small nose, squinting eyes, a medium build, and a disdainful expression in his eyes, directing the bass to do things, and it seemed that he was the steward here.

The bass is thin and tall, also dressed in a black silk short coat, and his exposed arm is embroidered with a Chinese character, and if you look closely, it is:

A "day" word.

In addition to the tenor and bass, there were also two guys with rifles, and they also had the word "sky" embroidered on their arms.

Oops, Mu Zifeng was taken aback, he knew in his heart that only the bandits who were rampant in the northwest would embroider such tattoos.

Did you fall into a bandit's den?

"Huanzi, do these people have entrainment?" The tenor spoke.

"It's a shame, bad luck, Scar, it's all poor ghosts!" The bass sighed, "Just find these things." ”

After speaking, Huan Zi threw some things on the ground, and Mu Zifeng looked at it, it was actually a fire fold, a wooden sign with 13 written on it, and most importantly, those few notes and charms were also inside.

"Look...... It's all ......" Huan Zi's words were cut off by a loud shout.

"I have something to say!" Mu Zifeng mustered up his courage and suddenly shouted.

"You?" Scar Ye asked suspiciously, although he had seen a lot of people who were arrested, he rarely saw those who took the initiative to ask questions.

"Yes, Lord Scar, please trust me, I can bring you a lot of money!" Mu Zifeng hurriedly threw out his conditions: "I just have one request, one of the simplest conditions, please return those pieces of paper to me!" ”

A few notes, they are not worth a penny for Scar Ye, but for Mu Zifeng, it is an extremely important clue, he must come back, so he took a risk and shouted.

Dare to talk about the conditions here, Scar Ye met it for the first time, flipped over the note again, and asked: "What do you want the note for?" Not a paper ticket? ”

"There's something from my dearest on it." Mu Zifeng said: "It's useless to you, for me, it's a thought, I think this deal, you must be very worthwhile, and wealth is at your fingertips." ”

"Well, then you say!" Scar Ye threw the note aside, those things are useless to him, and it doesn't hurt to listen to this kid.

"Cheap billet, if you talk nonsense, I'll cut your tongue later." Huanzi threatened.

"Scar, I'll tell you." Mu Zifeng spit out word by word: "Huanzi is lying, I have a red jade pendant on my body, and now it is gone, it must have been hidden for him!" ”

It turned out that Mu Zifeng saw something on the ground, and immediately understood something, it must have been Huan Zi who searched Mu Zifeng when he was unconscious. At that time, Scar Ye was definitely not present, so he asked Huanzi if he had any entrainment.

The most valuable thing on Mu Zifeng's body is the piece of fiery jade, Mu Zifeng looked down at the jade pendant, and found that the jade pendant was missing, so he immediately understood that it was Huan Zi who was greedy for ink.

He ...... He lied...... I'm ...... Shoot you! Huan Zi was exposed by Mu Zifeng, so he became angry, raised the box cannon, and was about to kill people.

"Slow ......" Scar Ye pushed Huanzi's box cannon aside, and two people with rifles pointed their guns at Huanzi.

"Master Scar, you ...... You can't listen to this kid's nonsense! Huan Zi stumbled and persuaded Master Scar: "If there is something, it's good to discuss, it's easy to discuss!" ”

Thinking that the scar master was in front of the dog master, wagging his tail like a dog and begging for mercy, but now he can show the majesty of the master in front of Huanzi, it is really a thing to drop a thing.

"My jade pendant is worth a lot of money, and before it fell from the ground here, it was hanging around my neck, and it never left even an inch!" Seeing that Huanzi was nervous, Mu Zifeng affirmed his conjecture that Huanzi must have stolen it in private, so he simply teased Huanzi: "This master, if you take something, just say it?" If it is found, it will be very bad! ”

"You ......" Huan Zi was so angry that his whole body trembled: "Scar, don't listen to his nonsense......"

Hearing what Mu Zifeng said, Brother Scar reacted and immediately asked his subordinates to search Huanzi's whole body.

In Huanzi's cry of injustice, what made Mu Zifeng strange was that nothing was found.

"Master Scar, what I said, this kid is not honest!" Huanzi seems to have regained her confidence. He gritted his teeth with hatred and scolded: "Slut, dare to falsely accuse you of Master Huan, Master Scar, I will simply cut off his tongue first and see how he chews his tongue in the future!" ”

Before the words fell, Huan Zi pulled out a dagger with cold light from nowhere, and slowly walked towards Mu Zifeng with a cruel smile.

"Scar!" Mu Zifeng shouted: "I still have something to say, I know where the jade pendant is!" ”

"Still trying to deceive us with rhetoric? When were we three-year-old dolls? As soon as Huan Zi grabbed Mu Zifeng's head, he was about to pull out his tongue, and then raised the knife to shut up Mu Zifeng.

"Huanzi, wait, stop!" Scar Ye spoke again: "Let him speak out." ”

"This ......" Huanzi stopped moving, although he hesitated.

"Isn't my word good?" Scar's subsequent tone was noticeably heavier.

"Ironclad is good, ironclad is good!" Huan Zi laughed, put down Mu Zifeng's head, and stared at him: "Be careful to talk to me!" ”

Mu Zifeng gasped for breath while pointing at Huanzi's crotch: "That jade pendant is hidden there—inside his ass." ”

The search just now did not find the jade pendant, although Mu Zifeng was puzzled, he still looked at Huanzi by himself, and found that when he walked, his legs continued to clamp, so he judged that Hongyan jade pendant was hidden in the "back door" by this greedy guy, regardless of the pain in his heart.

This time, no matter how Huanzi resisted, her pants were still stripped off, and between the two strands of Bai Huahua, a red light flashed.

It was the flame jade pendant.

"Master Scar, Master Scar, you can spare me this time!" Huanzi "pounced" and knelt in the soil, knocking his head on the ground, like pounding onions and garlic.

Scar Ye stroked the Hongyan jade pendant handed over by his hand, bit it with his teeth, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Huanzi, don't blame me!" Scar Ye turned his head: "It's you who broke the rules of the big boss, 'private treasures, no life', I'm the head of this piece, I can't show favoritism, I can only hand you over to the big boss!" ”

"No...... No, then you'd better kill me! Huanzi hugged Scar's leg tightly.

Who is the boss? It was so terrible that Huan Zi would rather die than fall into his hands? Mu Zifeng's heart sank.

"Someone! Come! Brother Scar kicked Huanzi away mercilessly.

"Brother Scar, you command!" Two black silk shirts with guns came in.

"Dragged to death row, escorted to the big boss another day, and wait for his old man's whereabouts!" Brother Scar waved his hand impatiently.

"Spare me, Scar......" Huanzi's heart-rending scream came from the aisle, and the voice became farther and farther away.

"Scar, can I take what belongs to me?" Mu Zifeng saw that the transaction was completed, and asked Brother Scar tentatively.

Brother Scar was not verbose, and personally handed the note and charm to Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng immediately stuffed the note and charm into the lining pocket.

Then, Brother Scar asked his subordinates to concoct the same method, and slipped out Jia Fatzi, "A Little White", and Zhao Zichuan.

The brothers got together, and even Zhao Zichuan was woken up, with a blue nose and swollen face, and they squatted in the corner of the wall in turn.

"You found this card?" Brother Scar played with the wooden sign that said "13" and asked proudly, "Have you ever seen a living grave?" ”

"You mean the 100 live graves?" Mu Zifeng felt his whole body tremble.

Brother Scar smiled at the corner of his mouth, the scar on his face was like a scimitar, more like a human "rib" in the hand of a mountain ghost, and he said faintly: "Welcome to the underground world, here, you only have three paths!" ”

"Which three?" Jia Fatzi asked boldly.

"Die or live." Scar Ye replied coldly.

"If it's all you have guns, kill me now! Eighteen years later, he is a good man again! Jia Fat scolded recklessly.

"Fat brother, I haven't found Qingyou yet, I still want to live." Zhao Zichuan interjected aggrievedly.

"Haha...... It's not terrible to die, but you know, there is a third way, that is, life is better than death! ”

A wisp of murderous aura appeared in Brother Scar's eyes: "Look at the right arm, is there a black line?" ”

Mu Zifeng looked down at the pulse of his right arm, and sure enough, a black line a finger wide and six inches long appeared.

"This ...... What is it? Zhao Zichuan asked in surprise, apparently he also had black lines on his arms.

Mu Zifeng squinted at it, there was a black line clearly extending on Jia Fatzi's arm, and then looking at the "little white", he seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed, and he didn't care about life and death.

Putting life and death aside? Mu Zifeng shook his head.

"I'll tell you." Brother Scar smiled mysteriously: "Blessed are you! ”