As the sky darkened, a group of four wagons stopped at the edge of a low forest.

The crowd was driven into the forest. The men in black used some means to quietly untie the wire that bound their ankles.

Bang Yue looked at the people around her quietly.

Seventeen prisoners remained. Three men and fourteen women.

The three men have obscene faces, one of them is an acquaintance, who likes to sneak into the store and steal customers' money bags, called Chen Laoba. The other two are about the habitual thieves on the north side of the city, looking at the eyes.

The women were all dancers at the flower party, and now they were all trembling around the old leader.

There were five men in black.

In the courtyard outside the dungeon, there were no less than 100 disheveled corpses of officials. Killed so many jailers and officials, and none of these people were injured, which shows that they are all good, and they are not much worse than Su Wen.

Among the gangs in the rivers and lakes, the only one who can gather so many masters is the legendary hidden door.

Su Wen, Judge, and Gongzi Huang are all first-class masters. The second is a second-rate master. Second-rate masters don't sound good, but in fact, they are all characters who have to shake their feet and tremble, and they are qualified to start a sect, or join those well-known gangs and become the elders of the town faction.

At this time, the five masters at the helm level opened up a glade, chopped wood like minions to make a fire, hung a pot, and cooked a pot of thick porridge.

The crowd sat around the fire.

A man in black brought water with a scoop and made the man in prison clean his face.

He also changed into a black coat and sat under a dead tree, looking thoughtfully at the fire.

Two small clusters of flames jumped in his pupils, looking a little demonic.

He picked up a stone, shook it, and threw it behind him. A man in black followed the stone into the forest, and in the blink of an eye, sat down by the fire with a colorful and broken winged pheasant in his hand, whose wings were discounted by the stone.

The man who brought back the pheasant was about forty years old, and the most striking thing on his face was the lower lip, which was so thick and long that it almost drooped down to his chin.

He grabbed the pheaster's feathers with his stubby five fingers, uprooted them one by one, cleaned the feathers, and then pinched the soft fluff with his thumb and forefinger, and carefully pinched the feathers until there was no one left.

Then he took out the half-human-high black gold big knife, divided the pheasant by two, disemboweled, removed the internal organs of the head and claws, cut it into small pieces and threw it into the pot.

It's really a knife to kill chickens.

Seeing this scene, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The man in black with the pyrotechnics seems to have become less terrifying. They are also human beings, they also have to eat, and they also like fragrant pheasants.

The knife was used to kill chickens, and it was no different from the knives of Zhang Tuzi and Li Butcher's Shop.

Moreover, this thick lip looks like a loyal and honest face.

Looking at the one they rescued from prison, several dancers unconsciously let out a low sigh.

At first, he couldn't see his appearance when his face was covered with blood, but now he cleaned his face and tied up his hair, and he turned out to be an extremely rare and pretty gentleman.

He leaned idly against the tree, bent one knee and rested loosely on one hand. The eyes droop slightly, looking gentle and harmless.

Next to the hanging pot, three or two people added firewood and fire, and soon there was a thick aroma of meat.

The crowd swallowed.

Thick lips filled it with a porcelain bowl and carefully served it to the man.

He took the bowl and blew and drank, and when he was full, the man in black threw the bowl and motioned for the prisoners to take turns to go up and scoop the porridge and eat.

The thief's hands and feet are the most numb, snatching the bowl and scooping meat to eat. When it was the dancers' turn, there was white porridge left in the pot.

Bang Yue sat far away with her knees crossed.

These people have forgotten that he is not a good person.

When she was in prison, Bang Yue had a little bit of good karma with him, but it was not enough for her to get special treatment. She knew this in her heart, so she tried to stay away from him as much as possible, so that he could always maintain a little kindness to herself before he had a chance to live.

They're on the run. It stands to reason that the more low-key and lightweight, the better. But they brought with them prisoners, which is never a good thing.

They don't need hostages. So, everything will only be worse than imagined.

Of course, this is not the reason why Bang Yue does not drink porridge.

The reason is... She couldn't accept that so many people were sharing that bowl.

When he was in a daze, a man in black walked in front of him.

Bang Yue "chuckled" in her heart, and secretly screamed that it was not good - or did it attract attention?

Unexpectedly, he handed her two cold steamed buns and a scoop of water.

"The Lord gave it to you."

She took it, looked up at the man, and when she saw that he was looking at her calmly, she smiled at him.

This man seems to be familiar.

Seeing that he turned his head to stop looking at her, Bang Yue boldly stopped the man in black who was delivering steamed buns, "Hey... Big brother, can you ask, what happened in Beijing today? ”

"Ask what this is for!" The man in black rebuked in a low voice.

"Evil four, say it."

Seeing that person speak, the man in black called Evil Four cleared his throat and said, "That prince of Qi killed the eldest princess of Zhaoguo, I heard that it was for a dead woman. The emperor Lao'er was frightened and was about to die, so the road was safe and steady, and no one paid attention to me. ”

Bang Yue's eyes were dark. Sing him less...

"So what's going on with him! I mean, did he run away? ”

She was anxious, not caring what the other party would think.

"Three thousand forbidden troops are surrounding the Qiwang Mansion, and it is difficult to fly with wings." Evil Four laughed and said, "Maybe it's been shown to the public by now!" Who knows. ”

No, it won't. Bang Yue said in his heart.

Shaoge, he has a hundred ways to leave the capital safely.

I'm afraid that he will think that he is dead and make a wrong decision......

Shaoge, don't, don't......

Go back to the wrong place, and I will definitely be by your side in peace......

She suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, and when she looked up, she saw the person standing up, looking at her coldly, with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth.

He raised one arm and pointed his index finger at her: "Why you?" ”

Bang Yue was stunned, looked at the dancers, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The dancers in this group were all bewitching and gorgeous, and even the older leaders were pretty young women. And she has an ordinary figure and an ordinary appearance......

"Your Excellency, she's not ours!" A dancer walked up to him and gave him a salute.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you talk too much, it's easy to lose your life." Cut your tongue for your own good. ”

The thick lips sitting on the ground received the order, jumped up, reached out with his hand, pulled out the dancer's tongue, and the knife flashed, falling straight to the ground.

The dancer couldn't even scream, and fainted instantly.

Bang Yue hurriedly went over and helped her up, so that she was face down, otherwise the blood would pour into her trachea, and she would soon suffocate to death.

The accident came unexpectedly.

The crowd gasped and tightened their mouths in horror.

The admiration in the eyes of the dancers turned into fear again.

They remembered that it was this man, and he said coldly in the dungeon, "Noisy, dead." "If you can't walk, die."

He's just clean and looks handsome, how can he forget that he's a demon in nature?