"Boss, are we going to wait here until tomorrow morning?" The man who spoke had a square face, small eyes, large nostrils, a beardless face, and a very large mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth as soon as he opened his mouth. Sitting next to him, I could smell the stench coming out of his mouth.

"You're right, Big Mouth, and I see you're getting smarter. ”

The boss sat on a rattan chair covered with a white blanket, crossed Erlang's legs, and was nibbling on a chicken leg dripping with oil.

"That's nature. That kid said that the first samurai of the kingdom, in fact, I think he is a fool with courage and no strategy. "Big mouth grinned and smiled sinisterly.

"It's a fool we can't handle. The boss corrected his big mouth, "Plum Blossom Village or that Merlin is very important to him. Interestingly, he didn't know where it was. ”

"I guess the bitch wants to go, and the fool is just a dog next to her. "Big Mouth holds a chicken paw in his hand, and the skin is grilled to a crisp. "That bitch doesn't know how many men have fucked her, but it's a pity that Lao Tzu didn't have a chance to fuck her properly. ”

"You'll have a chance tomorrow, the big worm doesn't eat meat, and even if you bite off her hands and feet, you can still her corpse, and it's not the first time you've done that anyway. There was a strange expression in the boss's dark eyes, and his appetite was not affected at all when he said such a thing.

Big Mouth shook his head vigorously: "I only want to live, not to die." Ever since I fucked the corpse of that stinky bitch in Eagle Gang Town, I've vowed never to touch a dead person again. ”

"This chicken leg is so well roasted that it can't even plug your mouth, no wonder you're called a big mouth. The bald head Ning took a "puff" on the ground. He was a cold man with a scar on the top of his head and a scar on his neck behind his ear, and his foul words and not-so-funny jokes always had murderous intent in them.

"It's a claw, not a chicken leg, and I love it. The big mouth opened his mouth and laughed, lowered his head and bit the chicken paw in his hand.

Bald Ning looked at the chicken paws in Mao's big mouth and turned into chicken bones in an instant, and frowned: "That thing is easy to stuff between my teeth, my teeth are not good, so I don't eat it." ”

"Not only are your teeth useless, but I don't think you're using them either. ”

The bald head sneered: "You want to try?"

Big mouth sticks out his tongue and licks his lips: "I just want to try your ass, why don't you cool me off at night?"

"If you want to be a eunuch in the next life. ”

"I ignore your empty and false threats!" laughed.

This is a peasant family's stone house, there are only two rooms, the first one is a little larger, the furniture and things in the room have been emptied, the middle of the room is surrounded by stones, it is a simple stove, the firewood in it is burning, the two ends of the stove are supported by split iron shelves, wearing a row of chickens that have been stripped off and their heads are opened, and the chicken fat drips into the fire and crackles. Eight men sat around the stove, four of them dressed in silver robes.

"This village is so poor, except for chickens and ducks, there are few pigs. Bald Ning complained.

"Bald Ning, what do you want?" the boss looked at Bald Ning, sighed, and there was indescribable sadness in his eyes, "If you have money, you won't beg for a living here, if you can go to Xize and Lengquan, isn't it better than farming here?" Don't forget that we're here to run errands, not to eat, drink and enjoy. ”

Zhang Xiaohua has been watching coldly and has no words. He may not agree with what others say, but what the boss says makes perfect sense. There is only one living legend in Chishan, and that is Zhu Yan, the boss of the Fast Sword Regiment. They are a complex group of blacksmiths, masons, tailors, mercenary soldiers, war veterans, roadblockers, street gangsters, and murderers, which ordinary people can't control, only the boss can do. Everyone here respects him, or at least fears him.

"Hehe, it's just idle chattering. Bald Ning touched his bald head, just grabbed the chicken butt, and wiped the oil on his head again, and his scalp was dazzling in the firelight.

"Can't sit still?" the boss spread his hands, "Usually you are not like this, and you are so impatient when you meet him?"

"Boss, isn't it! The brothers are waiting to carry his head! I can't wait!" "The big mouth gnawed the chicken paws clean, and slurped the bones with unfinished meaning.

"It's true that our fast sword regiment rarely suffers such a big loss, and with two swings of the sword, five hands were cut off. Fast indeed, faster than all of us. The boss's eyes sparkled, and he glanced around the people present, "But you all know who he is." He's just so strong, and none of you are his match. Even if I had ordered him to be kept, there would have been a lot of dead brothers, and it might not have worked. There is no need to take risks if you are not sure enough. Didn't he look for Merlin, that's just right, I'll send him there. ”

"Good is good. It's just that the thought of having to wait until tomorrow morning to cut off his head will make me unable to sleep at night!" Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but interject.

"Xiaohua, I'm also sad for papaya. Everybody. The sparse beard on the boss's chin looked golden in the firelight, as if it had been oiled.

The big mouth on the side smiled and said: "Xiaohua, the papaya is missing a hand, if you can't sleep, you can find me, I am definitely no worse than him." As he spoke, he reached out and touched Zhang Xiaohua's thigh.

If it weren't for the boss who recognized you as a brother, I would have chopped off this hand a long time ago. Zhang Xiaohua held back her anger and thought secretly.

"Big mouth, you're really not a thing, you have to touch everyone, brother. Bald Ning turned his head and spat out.

"Of course I'm nothing, I'm a person with a name and a surname, a big mouth, a big hairy mouth. The big mouth said seriously.

The boss finished nibbling on the chicken legs, reached for a towel from the back of the rattan chair, and wiped his mouth. "Had a good night's rest. There will be a task tomorrow, and if something goes wrong, it will not be a hand that will be broken at that time. ”

"Boss, that's foolproof. No matter how strong he is, he is also a person in the end, and now he has died in the big wormhole. Let's just wait for the big worm to fall asleep in the morning, and then go to collect the corpse. Mao Dazui said confidently.

"Boss, what do you say he is doing in Plum Blossom Village?" asked, the eldest in the group. Ah Cang is almost bald on the top of his head, with a neat white beard, he was a well-known veteran of cutting paths when he was young, and he only knew what discipline was after joining the fast sword troupe, but he learned quickly. Much faster than hairy mouths. It seems that a person like Mao Dazui will never understand what rules are, he actually put his hand between Zhang Xiaohua's legs and rubbed it vigorously.

"We'd better never have to know. The boss glanced at Zhang Xiaohua, as if he hadn't seen anything. "Because he's supposed to die in a wormhole. He pronounced the word "death" very emphatically.

"He's not going to see the plum blossoms, is he? Maybe that bitch wants a flower on his head. Bald Ning's words sparked a burst of laughter.

Mao's big mouth hand became harder and harder, and his mouth didn't stop: "What that bitch wants to be inserted is not hair, but a watery cave." When he said the word "cave", his face turned hideous, and he looked extremely excited.

Zhang Xiaohua was ashamed of the reaction under her crotch. He should have taken out a dagger from his boot and inserted it into the big mouth of this hairy mouth, who didn't know whether to live or die, to let him know what rules were.

"Alright, I'm going to sleep. Don't get too crazy. The boss stared at him meaningfully, got up and went into another room. As soon as the door closed, Mao Dazui put his hand on his shoulder with a grin, sniffed vigorously near his neck.

"There's just an indescribable smell, it smells good! I've already found out, Xiaohua, you're a fucking stunner. I used to be able to watch you drool from afar, and that bastard of papaya wouldn't let me get near you, but today I finally got my chance!"

He looked at Mao Dazui coldly: "You don't have a chance today." Get your hands off me. "If gaze can kill, Mao Dazui has died dozens of times.

Mao Dazui ignored his words, rubbed his hands vigorously, gasped and said, "The boss has acquiesced, you are all hard, what are you still twisting!"

These words made him feel like a fever on his face, and everyone present might feel that he had empathized and said goodbye, and actually reacted under the teasing of a beast like Mao Dazui. But he didn't! He wanted to say it out loud: even if Papaya had both hands crippled, he wouldn't be a man with a big mouth!

He looked at Bald Ning, this was the best and most tacit person in the room. A partner of more than two years will understand the meaning of every look.

Bald Ning used a knife to cut a piece of chicken from the barbecue grill, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and showed a happy expression. What was happening around him didn't seem to have anything to do with him. He cuts slowly and chews slowly. He is undoubtedly very good at enjoying it, even if it is just a normal piece of chicken, he can eat the taste of a big meal.

Zhang Xiaohua stretched out her hand to bald Ning: "Give it to me, I want a piece of chicken leg." ”

The big mouth of the hairy mouth was close to his ear, and he grabbed his hand and put it on the crotch of his pants. "Your chicken thighs are here!

The foul breath sprayed on his face, making him feel sick. Bald Ning opened his eyes, handed over the knife, and then closed it again, continuing to enjoy the endless taste in his mouth.

He struggled to break free of his hairy mouth, took the knife, and went to cut the chicken on the grill. No matter how Mao Dazui moved on him, he always maintained enough restraint.

But Mao Dazui didn't want to wait any longer, and impatiently reached into Xiaohua's cotton clothes, and was stuck in the clothes, so he tore open the buttons on the outside, and stretched out his tongue to lick Xiaohua's neck, licking and smelling at the same time, like a hungry dog greedily staring at its food.

Zhang Xiaohua cut off a large piece of chicken, but did not eat it, but threw it in the stove, and the knife that cut the meat stirred twice in the fire, and his backhand was attached to the neck of the unaware hairy mouth. Mao Dazui's skin sensed the metal with temperature, and turned his head violently.

"I counted three and got out of the way of me. Three, two......"

Without waiting for the "one" to exit, Mao Dazui immediately retreated to the side, but the knife was still attached to his neck, and he made a trembling sound: "What do you mean by this?"

I've given you a chance and won't give you a second time. "There are three principles of the Kuaken Regiment: first, everyone in the group is a brother, and second, no brothers are allowed to be harmed......"

Before he could finish speaking, Mao Dazui suddenly fell to the ground and rolled to the side, escaping the threat of the knife. His movements were sharp and swift, and the knife was so sharp that the slightest mistake would splatter him with blood.

But he was very unlucky. He dodged the knife in Zhang Xiaohua's hand, and another one was attached to his neck. He rolled over and was just about to get up and run away, when the bald head Ning, who was lying there with his eyes closed, suddenly shot out like lightning, holding another meat cutting knife in his hand, exactly the same as Xiaohua's.

Bald Ning smiled, and then read: "Third, the one who hurts his brother dies!"

As soon as he said this, his knife slashed down. Blood poured out of the veins in Mao's neck, and Mao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he struggled to spit out the last sentence from that mouth: "I didn't hurt ......" and then fell.

From the beginning to the end, it was done very quickly, and the rest of the people here remained silent, and those who ate continued to eat, and whoever died and who was alive had nothing to do with them. You watch the things that have nothing to do with you, and you have to do your best to do the things that have nothing to do with you. This is the Quick Sword Troupe, no matter what everyone did before, they must abide by the rules after joining in. There are no rules, and those who break the rules will be punished, which the boss made very clear.

Bald Ning pulled out the sharp knife from Mao's big mouth neck, more blood spurted out, he wiped the blood on the knife with his sleeve, and spat at the corpse: "Brother, you dare to touch it." I've already warned you. ”

Zhang Xiaohua continued to cut meat with a knife, and said coldly: "You're right, he wasn't a thing in the first place. ”

"He's always been a man who does whatever he wants. thought that if you made a little contribution, you could be unscrupulous. The boss's teachings, he didn't even take them to heart. The rules of the regiment are the rules of the regiment, and everyone must abide by them, and anyone who forgets them must taste the lesson. ”

This is not for the dead, but every living person here will take it to heart. Bald Ning taught some newcomers a lesson.

Zhang Xiaohua stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth, looked at Bald Ning, and said seriously: "Completely correct." As he spoke, he stood up, "I was worried that I wouldn't be able to complete this task today, but everything is just as the boss said, it's not bad at all. ”

He walked towards the door, pushed it open, and the cold wind poured in from the outside, slicing at his face like a knife, causing him to shiver.

Ah Cang asked behind him, "Xiaohua, are you leaving?"

"Yes, I still have a mission. If you don't leave, I'm afraid it's too late. He closed the door and glanced to the west, where there was a makeshift hut about a dozen feet away, with a few horses in it, and he now needed to find the fastest one.

The boss has everything arranged. Mao Dazui is doomed to death, as long as he dares to come by his temperament again, his head will fall to the ground. I should have done it myself, I should have cut off his dick before piercing his throat. He died so comfortably, how could that kind of garbage enjoy such a pleasant death?

He braved the wind and snow, and stepped towards the stable. At the foot of the house was a barn flat, and there were several makeshift wooden houses behind the stable. Further down the village, there are more such wooden houses. The original occupants of the village were all in wooden houses, and all the stone houses had been requisitioned by the Quick Sword Regiment, and they would be returned after this operation was over.

This small village is called Zhujia Village, and the eldest was born here. There are a total of 59 families in the village, more than half of them are surnamed Zhu, and the Zhu family was a family with real estate many years ago, which was not large but not too small. However, the current population of the village is only about 150, and half of the young and middle-aged Tai have left the village to beg for a living. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people willing to farm, and unrealistic young people want to earn five jobs for nothing, or for five dollars. The Zhu family no longer has a person who does not forget his roots like the boss.

"We should all keep our roots firmly in mind. What is our identity and what background we come from, not too much, and not exceeding the rules, is the first step we need to learn. The Quick Sword Regiment provides you with not only food and clothing, but also rules and discipline. Strict obedience, efficient dedication, this is your value. Those who can't do this are useless people, and they don't deserve to stay in the Quick Sword Regiment anymore, either go back to farming or feed the worms. I usually recommend going to feed the worms. ”

No one wants to feed the bugs. Whether or not the worm would eat itself, it wouldn't allow living creatures to exist in front of it. So he has always been strict obedience and efficient dedication. He did a good job of following the rules in everything he said and did, and now is the time for him to give.

At this time, the time of the moon is approaching, and the time of ghosts is approaching. Zhujia Village is a short walk away from Meihua Village, not too close but not too far away, enough for him to rush back before dawn. If all goes well, he'll be back home before star time, and maybe still have time for a bowl of hot noodle soup.

He was born and raised in Meihua Village, and he was familiar with every village and town along the Red and Gray Corridor. He knew how long it would take to get from one place to another, and he knew where every robber and thief lived. Because the bandits here are either members of the Fast Sword Regiment or have learned to obey. Every fierce thief along the red and gray corridor knows that it is best not to disobey the boss's orders, and every word of the boss should be listened to. Everything the boss tells them, they should do their best to complete.

Zhang Xiaohua climbed on the horse's back, this can't be considered a very good horse, but it is tamed, and knows the path, it does not need to spur it, it knows where to go at what speed. The Boss said that at some point, animals are actually more useful than people.

The boss was right, no one could carry me home on a cold night like this.