Jiang Shaofeng turned his head to the bald man and the messy man and asked, "What are you doing!

The bald head and the bearded two people have done a lot of evil, and they really deserve to die. But the methods of these people are also a little too brutal.

The bearded limbs were pierced, half of their heads were missing, their bald heads were kicked like balls, and they were playing a game, killing for fun, and ready to attack the unthreatening beggars.

This group of people is certainly not a good type. If he didn't express his displeasure now, these people might have gone even further.

"Huang Gongzi, your identity can't ...... These little beggars have to be disposed of ...... too."

The scar-faced man showed a burst of impatience, this Huang Shaofeng may be the target that he and others have been looking for, so he will talk to him with a good temper, but these little beggars, they didn't plan to stay.

But Jiang Shaofeng's attitude made him unhappy, and now he actually asked them, what kind of character does this Huang Shaofeng think of himself!

The inch-haired man and the man with the mantle picked up the saber in his hand again, and the other two cold-faced men also put their hands on the saber, and the evil eyes of several people swirled on the heads of a group of little beggars, as if they were thinking about how to kill them.

"Enough!"

Jiang Shaofeng said sharply: "I'm inconvenient for my legs and feet now, can't you come out?" My current physical condition can't go on the road alone at all, you guys are careless, and it doesn't seem like they can take care of people." If you don't keep them, if something goes wrong on the way, you can take care of it!"

"Stop!"

The scar-faced man's face changed, and he stopped a few of his subordinates who were about to make a move. Jiang Shaofeng's words couldn't help but be ignored, after all, he hadn't returned to the door to entrust the task yet. In case, this 'Huang Shaofeng' dies on the road, then he will not only have no merit, but will have it.

"Have you brought food and medicine to heal your wounds?"

Jiang Shaofeng's heart slowed down a little after seeing several big men stop moving, and while talking to the scar-faced big man, his eyes crossed the two cauldrons that he had been staring at behind him, and wisps of white gas with the smell of meat filled the entire courtyard. Although many beggars are in danger, they still can't help but swallow their saliva.

"Yes, yes!"

The scar-faced man took out a wax-sealed porcelain bottle from his arms, "This is a family heirloom medicine, only one pill can be ......"

"Qing'er, you help me over. ”

Jiang Shaofeng unceremoniously snatched a whole bottle, and then reached out to Qing'er's side, and with the support of Qing'er and the five little girls, let the stunned scar-faced man staggered to the fire and sat down, picked up a cooked chicken leg with chopsticks and gnawed it.

While nibbling on the chicken legs, he instructed a few big men: "My son is very hungry now, since you don't have anything to eat, don't stay here and look around, hurry up and go outside the village to get some game and deal with it, so that this son can have a good meal." ”

"Big brother!"

The inch-haired man and a few knife men surrounded the scar-faced man, waiting for him to tell the next step, but now the scar-faced man was also a little confused, and he didn't turn the corner all of a sudden, and several men looked at each other, and the scene was very joyful.

"What are you doing there?"

Jiang Shaofeng finished nibbling on a chicken leg and sandwiched a piece of chicken, and said while eating: "Didn't you see my son's little arms and legs, and there are no two taels of meat on his body!

Hurry up, go to work, hunt for hunting, plucking for blood, don't look at it, get moving!"

Jiang Shaofeng commanded very naturally, he now wants to make this group of people scratch their heads, maintain a sense of mystery in front of them, and take the initiative, so that this group of guys will not ask questions, and the possibility of revealing their bottom is small.

"Oh!"

The scar-faced man nodded subconsciously and shouted at the inch-haired man: "Lao Guang, you take the male son and the black cloud out to hunt." ”

The inch-haired man's reaction was a little big, "Big brother, you really listen to that little ghost!"

The scar-faced man raised his hand and said, "He's right, bring him back safely, we can complete the task, let him eat enough, and save trouble on the road." Alright, let's get to work!"

"Let's go~"

The inch-haired man withdrew his saber, shouted to the two cold-faced men behind him, and took the lead to lead the horse out of the yard.

......

In the small courtyard, the little beggars returned to their 'beds' after eating the pot of hot porridge, and it seemed as if they were all asleep, but in fact these people were not stupid, none of them were really asleep, and they were tense and ready to run away at any time.

Next to the iron pot fire, Jiang Shaofeng and Qing'er and these female beggars sat around. A pot full of chicken and rabbit meat, Jiang Shaofeng let go of his stomach and feasted on it, Qing'er and the others were 'waiting', and when they were happy, Jiang Shaofeng was in a good mood, and he would reward them to eat some bone meat.

Jiang Shaofeng was also eating meat at the same time, and his afterglow kept glancing at those guys who were eating wine and cooking meat around another fire.

It was getting late, and at Jiang Shaofeng's insistence, they were ready to stay overnight before setting off on the road.

"Big brother!drink~"

The inch-haired man held the roast rabbit in his left hand, and held a wine bowl in his right hand to toast to the scar-faced man.

"Come on, it's done!"

The scar-faced man was not lightly aroused by Jiang Shaofeng all night, and he held back a breath in his heart, and drank very violently, which could be said to be pouring himself.

"Drink~"

"It's done~"

Several people raised their wine bowls and smashed their glasses to drink, and let go of their stomachs one by one.

A few cups of yellow soup were in their stomachs, and these people were also a little drunk after drinking, and the inch-haired man called Lao Guang shook the wine jar, and found that the old wine they were carrying with him had been drunk, and he was so angry that he smashed the wine jar directly.

"Lao Guang, what a tantrum!"

The scar-faced man seems to have drunk too much, and his voice is like a big tongue when he speaks.

"Big brother!no~uh~ no wine!"

Lao Guang dropped the wine bowl, feeling a little tasteless, the brothers were busy serving the little ghost named Huang Shaofeng for a long time, tired and sweaty, and finally happy for a while, but at this time there was no wine, disappointed!

"It's gone!"

The scar-faced man looked down at the wine jar that had dried, looked left and right, and when he turned to the corpse with a beard and a bald head, his eyes lit up and said: "Most of those two guys also want to drink, these little beggars should know, ask them." ”

"Oh!

Lao Guang stood up and shouted to the little beggars who were pretending to be asleep: "Don't sleep, get up and take the uncle to get wine!"

"Master, I know where the wine is, so I'll take you there!"

Qing'er suddenly had a kind attack at this time, and she couldn't bear to be woken up by this group of tired little beggars again, so she stood up directly without waiting for Jiang Shaofeng's reaction.

"You know, take me!"

Lao Guang, an inch-haired man, stood up, his face was red and his eyes were hazy, and he followed behind Qing'er, who led the way.