The old man didn't care about the pain on his body, grabbed the trouser leg of the big boss, and said: "I haven't done anything to be sorry for the Black Wind Village, the death of the three masters is related to the Wuji Holy Sect, and it has nothing to do with our village. ”

Hearing this, the big boss looked at the old man.

The old man fell to his knees and kowtowed to the big boss.

The two girls on the side had tears in their eyes, but they didn't dare to stop it.

The air was gradually filled with a deep smell on the night of revelry.

Everyone in the cottage was looking at the old man, and cold sweat broke out on the old man's back one after another.

At this time, the big boss said slowly: "It's okay, why doesn't it have anything to do with you? My third brother goes out to make money, and if you don't cooperate with him, forget it." Now that someone from the Wuji Holy Sect is attacking my third brother, why don't you help? There are so many people in your village, even if you use your life to block the Wuji Holy Sect, you have to fill in until my third brother returns to the mountain alive!"

The old man said in a panic: "No, big boss, it's not like this, it's completely the two people of the Wuji Holy Sect..."

The big boss didn't want to listen, so he stepped forward and kicked the old man.

The old man screamed, fell backwards, and when he raised his head again, he was already bleeding.

"Drag it down and cut it. ”

"Yes!"

It was easy for the strong bandits to lift the weak rickety old man.

The old man shouted: "The old man! If you can exchange the old man's death for the anger of the big boss, the old man is willing!"

Watching the old man gradually move away, the big boss muttered to himself: "Heh, stop the anger? It's impossible! I can't beat the Wuji Holy Sect, can't I still beat you?"

The girl next to her sobbed softly, which made the big boss angry.

"Smack!"

The boss slapped a girl in the face with a backhand, and the girl felt a huge force hit her cheek, and then the whole person flew out.

The girl flew a full three meters away!

His teeth were splattered with blood, and his jaw was crooked to one side.

The girl's delicate cheeks were ruined in an instant.

Many things in this world are like this, often beautiful things, it is difficult to last forever, the uglier and darker, the more enduring.

The big boss said: "The people in your village are so disgusting, someone bullied my third brother, and the people in your village actually stood by. I just robbed your village of silver, but you indirectly killed my third brother!"

The big boss gritted his teeth and was furious.

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Wang Cheng's fat body shuttled through the night.

After a short time, he came to the gate of the Black Wind Village.

He saw that the bonfire in the Black Wind Village had gradually been extinguished, and the bandits should have fallen asleep.

Without thinking too much, the fat man jumped over, and his fat body jumped high, and actually crossed the wall that was a foot high.

If there is a warrior here, he will definitely be amazed by the light skills of the fat man.

It is normal for thin people to work lightly, but there are not many people who are fat and good at light work like a fat person.

Shuttling through the cottage, the fat man began to explore the structure of the entire cottage.

The cottage is made of a mixture of trees and bamboo, and the overall appearance is not obtrusive, and the cottage has three small buildings, each of which is four stories high.

Three small buildings, each floor has twelve rooms, there are nearly three hundred bandits in the Black Wind Village, an average of one room for two people, and the three small buildings just accommodate them.

The fat man did not hesitate and quickly walked down the aisles on each floor.

He was checking the exact number of people in the Black Wind Village, as well as the many innocent girls who had been captured by the Black Wind Village.

He had learned from farmer Li Fang's house that Heifeng Village had forcibly abducted young girls in Li Fang's village, and more than a dozen young girls had been abducted in their village alone, not including other villages near Heifeng Village.

These girls must all be rescued.

Quietly piercing the window paper of each room, he saw that each room had a different number of people.

After all, some of the rooms were filled with captured maidens who had been reduced to the playthings of bandits.

He held a blank piece of paper in his hand, and every time he visited a room, he would write the word "positive".

Time gradually passed, and there were more dense "positive" words on the white paper.

Although he was fat, his footsteps were almost negligible, and he searched so many rooms without being noticed.

Not long after, he came to the room of the big boss of Heifeng Village, and as soon as he pierced the window paper, he heard someone shouting "who" angrily!

Immediately after, the big boss in the room casually threw out a teacup.

The teacup "boomed" against the window, and the window suddenly fell apart, and sawdust mixed with the confetti of the window flew everywhere.

The fat man was very clever, and jumped on the roof as early as when the big boss was in trouble.

The big boss let go of the delicate body in his arms and chased him out, but there was no trace of the fat man.

His brows furrowed high, and the big boss recalled the figure of the person just now, and it was clearly a fat man.

The big boss remembered what the old man said about the appearance of the people in the Wuji Holy Sect, and scolded: "Heh, Lao Tzu hasn't troubled you yet, so you will come to trouble Lao Tzu?

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The night goes on.

Tall and thin swordsmen and fat men walked the streets.

As they walked, they saw a small dark alley, turned around and entered it.

In the deepest part of the alley, the last shop.

The swordsman and the fat man stopped.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

A rhythmic knock sounded at the door.

The knock on the door was clearly audible in the dark night.

"Squeak~"

The door of the shop opened, and a very young man poked his head out.

The man looked at the clothes of the swordsman and the fat man, and found that both of them were wearing black robes with white trim.

The black robe embroidered with white edges is the exclusive costume of the Wuji Holy Sect's burial hall.

So the young man asked in surprise, "Could it be the senior brother who entered the funeral hall?"

The swordsman and the fat man nodded their heads.

When the young man saw the extraordinary momentum of the two, he immediately surrendered his hand.

Immediately, the fat man spoke: "I need you to prepare three hundred and twenty coffins and send them to Heifeng Village tonight." ”

There was a bit of surprise in the young man's voice: "Prepare three hundred and twenty coffins tonight? It's impossible!" There are few people nearby, and the coffin shop in charge of our disciples in the funeral hall is not in much supply, so I'm afraid we won't be able to get it together for a while. ”

The fat man turned his head to look at the swordsman and asked, "Brother, what should I do?" There are not enough coffins, I am afraid that it will damage the prestige of entering the mortuary. ”

The swordsman pondered for a moment, and there was no good way.

The previous tasks of the swordsman were to assassinate the flower thieves, the ocean thieves and the wicked people who did bad things.

These wicked people are all loners, especially the flower thief, and it is impossible for him to take a large group of brothers to pick flowers, so the swordsman only needs to prepare one or two coffins for each mission.

And Qin Million's family, old and young, adding up to more than a hundred people, this kind of task is relatively rare.

Preparing the coffin for the mission objective is the basic operation of entering the mortuary.

The owner of the funeral hall believes that after death, he must be buried properly, so at a certain holy religious conference, the hall master proposed this matter to the master, which was well received by the master, and later developed into a mission to enter the funeral hall, and the coffin must be prepared for the mission goal.

The coffin shop in the funeral hall has gradually opened all over the rivers and lakes.

The young man smiled: "It's not in the way, like the situation of Black Wind Village, the hall master will not blame, after all, the hall master also knows that coffins are expensive, especially hundreds of coffins, this is not a small number." ”

"There was also a senior brother who did a mission before, and slaughtered more than 200 people from the border gangster Zhang Liuchuan's family. He also failed to find 200 coffins, so he was cremated on the spot later, and after returning to the Holy Sect, the hall master did not blame the senior brother. Don't look at the hall master's indifference, it's actually very easy to talk. ”

The fat man was looking at the swordsman, and the young man was looking at the swordsman.

Obviously, the swordsman is the most powerful of the two.

Feeling their gaze, the swordsman nodded and said, "In that case, then you can prepare a coffin for me." ”

The young man grinned and went back to the house to get ready.

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