On this low mountain, there lives a group of people who, instead of acquiring money in equal exchange like the others, stop passers-by and let them buy their freedom with money. At this time, most of them got together and seemed to be holding some kind of grand event.

In the center of the crowd was an open space, on which a platform was made of wood, on which stood three wooden pillars, the thickness of an adult's waist. It must have been a few years old, and the pillars were lined with deep cracks. At this moment, it was Chen Chen who was tied to it and accepted the fingers of the crowd.

I don't know why the sun is shining brightly today, Chen Chen was tied to the pillar with his backhand, and it was so difficult to even open his eyes when he raised his head.

"I don't know what your name is, but you dare to tease us and make us suffer such a great humiliation. Today, we are going to seek justice from you, is there anything else you would like to say? The Bandit King said.

Really, even if it wasn't your child's child who was kidnapped, what's wrong with saving it, is it difficult for you, as the lord of Yanyang City, to lack this money? Chen Chen kept scolding Fan Zuolin in his heart, but he also knew that he wanted Fan Zuolin to save them, unless the sun came out of the west.

"I am indeed the child of the city lord of Yunyang City, but usually because of illness, they found a fake body at home to replace me......"

"Shut up, Huangkou Xiaoer, you're still fabricating facts here, we won't be fooled by you again! Sixth, take my knife! Even Chen Chen could hear the anger of the bandit king from such a distance, and it seemed that this time it seemed to be really big.

Taking the huge machete handed by the man beside him, the bandit king jumped down the steps, kicking up clouds of dust. I saw him carrying a knife upside down, walking towards Chen Chen step by step, his strong body blocking the sun, and every step increased his coercion by a few points.

When he got closer, Chen Chen saw the looming anger on the other party's face, the knife he was carrying, half a person long, showing a little cold glow in the sun, looking very scary.

The bandit king came to Chen Chen's side and stood still, without hiding the playful expression on his face, he asked, "How is it, is there anything else you want to say when you are dying?" ”

Chen Chen looked mysterious, shook his only head that could move, and said, "Come, you come closer, I'll tell you." ”

The bandit king looked at the boiling crowd next to him, after all, this is my home field, what am I afraid of? So he didn't drag the slightest bit of mud and water, and directly leaned his head over: "Say it." ”

"Actually...... You are sick. ”

"Huh?"

The bandit king was stunned for a moment, and finally understood the meaning of Chen Chen's words. Originally, he thought that Chen Chen asked him to put his head over, to say something begging for mercy, so that he could let him go or something. If it sounds good, as soon as he is happy, maybe he will really let the other party go down the steps. What people didn't expect was that this kid was dying and was still provoking himself!

"Hahaha......" The king laughed angrily, "Did you hear, this kid actually said that I was sick!" As soon as these words came out, the surrounding crowd also laughed.

But Chen Chen didn't smile at all, but said with an unprecedentedly serious expression: "Yes, you are indeed sick, my own profession is a doctor, and I can see at a glance where there is something wrong with your body." ”

"Doctor?" The bandit king looked carefully at the child in front of him who had not grown all his hair, "Just you?!" ”

"That's right, and I can tell you responsibly that your illness can't be cured by anyone but me."

"Hahahahahaha......ha

"Have you ever felt like your body is getting tired lately?"

"Thank you for your concern, I've been working hard lately."

"Have you ever felt dizzy at any point?"

"Nope."

"Did you suddenly feel tired?"

"Poof," the Bandit King looked like his patience had run out, and he no longer answered the boring questions that Chen Chen asked. "Alright, that's the end of your foolish tricks, go underground, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." As he spoke, he lifted the big knife, took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the knife, and came to Chenchen's side with both hands.

How did the crowd around them know about these conversations between Chen Chen and their king, they only saw the great dynasty machete squirting a sip of wine, and the child was about to fall to the ground. Although killing an underage child is not a happy thing, they can all see what Chen Chen has done, and his bloodthirsty nature constantly teases their nerves and makes them even more excited.

"Do it!"

"Do it!"

"Hands-on !!"

Chen Chen is obviously one of the protagonists in this matter, but at this time, he is not affected at all, as if he is out of the matter. He just stared at the bandit king in front of him, watching him raise the machete that pronounced his fate little by little, but he didn't sit still, but continued to speak: "Or cold hands and feet? ”

Chen Chen's words were like a spell, and when he spit out this, the bandit king's originally smooth movements suddenly froze, and then he was stunned like a sculpture.

"Or unsteady on your feet?"

When Chen Chen said this, everyone present clearly saw that the body of the bandit king shook a few times, and he was almost about to fall to the ground. But he put his machete on the ground with his hand, and he barely stood still.

"What's going on? What's the matter, King? ”

"yes, why did you suddenly collapse?"

The surrounding crowd began to talk about what might have happened on the field. However, only the bandit kings on their side who have experienced it themselves can know what is happening. At the moment when he raised the machete and was about to fall, he suddenly felt a dizzy sensation in his head, and his hands and feet suddenly did not obey, as if they had ceased to exist at once. Next, the whole body was weak and unsteady on his feet, so that the hateful boy in front of him was all right at once.

"Stinky boy, what did you do to me?!" Although his body does not obey the call, his mouth is not at all forgiving. He leaned on his body, raised his head with the last of his strength, and asked the vicious Chaochenchen.

"I didn't do anything to you, I said before, because you have dealt with all kinds of people and lived in the mountains for a long time, you have accumulated a very terrifying hidden disease in your body, only I can help you get rid of it."

What should I do, my body can't move right now, and there are still my own subordinates next to him, do you want to believe what he says, if it's a disease, can others cure him after killing him; If it's not an illness, then what is the cause and how can it be recovered? He had already used all the strength he usually used to manipulate his body to measure the situation in front of him. (You can't move even if you don't use all your strength.)

So, the scene was quiet all of a sudden, the tied Chen Chen was waiting for the other party's reply, the bandit king was weighing the situation, and the surrounding bandits were waiting for their king to react, everyone had their own ideas.