Chapter 85: What is this deep hatred?

Facing Feng Ge's dangerous gaze, Long Aotian couldn't help but shrink his neck, he wanted to find Feng Ye and Dongfang.

"Okay, I'll be the bait later, and I'll lure people over, and you hide in the grass and release arrows, and make sure they come and pour them one by one." Feng Ge said, handing the drugged bow and arrow into Long Aotian's hands.

Long Aotian took the bow and arrow, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

Feng Ge nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go." ”

Soon, not far from the procurement point, Feng Ge found a path, a necessary way to get to the procurement point, surrounded by grass, as long as you jump in, you will definitely not find anyone, very good.

By the way, I also found a suitable hiding spot next to the path, and I can see the outside clearly from the inside, and I can't see anything clearly from the outside.

"Okay, I'll lure me to me with two silver handfuls later, you see my gestures, and when I stretch out my third finger, you release the arrow!" Looking at Long Aotian, Feng Ge said.

"Boss, I'm afraid." Long Aotian was timid.

"What are you afraid of, don't forget, you're on the road." Looking at Long Aotian, Feng Ge couldn't help but speak.

Long Aotian wanted to say that it was his father who was on the road, not him, but at this moment, he could only obediently lower his head at Shang Fengge's gaze, "I know." ”

"Be obedient, grab the money to buy you pig's trotters." patting Long Aotian on the shoulder, Feng Ge comforted.

"Then you're going to have to talk." Long Aotian said.

Feng Ge nodded, but he was helpless in his heart, he was really a stupid boy, did they want to take care of all the food at the entire procurement point? All-inclusive means all, including, of course, pig's trotters.

"Alright, I'll be the bait." Feng Ge said, already walking out of the grass.

Just as Long Aotian was wondering how Feng Ge was going to lure people over.

I saw that the person who had just walked out of the front foot, and the back foot didn't know where to take out a few handfuls of red paint, smeared two handfuls on his body, and two handfuls on his mask, and then fell!

That's right, down!

On that path in broad daylight, he fell, and the money bag beside him slipped down, rolling out a few taels of silver.

In the past, in the eyes of these rich children who participated in the competition, a few taels of silver may not be nothing, but in this money-oriented arena, they will never let go of any small money on the side of the road.

Although I don't appreciate the acting skills at all, it is definitely the most useful method.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and Feng Ge, who was still pretending to be dead, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his fingers were about to move, just waiting to be hooked.

Long Aotian also raised his bow and arrows, and waited for it.

Finally, in the expectation of the two, a figure slowly walked out of the forest, a sturdy young man.

Alone? Feng Ge was unhappy, if he was alone, it meant that he only had ten taels of silver on him at most.

Forget it, it's the first experiment!

Sure enough, the young man quickly found the figure falling on the road, because Feng Ge's face was facing the ground, and he couldn't see who it was, only the rolling silver two flashed in the sun, and the temptation was very high.

The young man's face was really happy, and when he was about to step forward, the next moment, his footsteps were stunned, "What if I wake up?" The young man said, then swept his eyes around, and directly picked up a brick. Well, let's get knocked out first. ”

Lying on the ground, Feng Ge's afterglow caught a glimpse of the basin-sized bricks, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

What kind of deep hatred, is it necessary to be so ruthless?

(Battlefield Literature)