After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

Guo Xiaodao did not leave in the end, in his words: "My uncle paid the money, I can't spoil it." ”

Guo Xiaodao may not have seen the world, and the concept of rivers and lakes is only mentioned from those merchants or tourists who occasionally pass by the village, and he only has an ignorant understanding of the four words of sinister rivers and lakes, but the story of himself told by the hairy thief made Guo Xiaodao see a new world.

There is no such thing as the best of both worlds in this world, and the so-called fish and bear's paws cannot be both, and people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed? Once they set foot in the rivers and lakes, they have to face a multiple-choice question of whether to kill or not to kill.

"The shopkeeper. Bai Xiaosheng squatted beside the bonfire, holding a wooden stick in his hand and rummaging the sweet potatoes buried under the bonfire: "If you encounter the situation that the hairy hand thief encountered back then, what would you choose?"

The shopkeeper squatted beside Bai Xiaosheng, holding a sweet potato in his hand with a puzzled expression: "What to choose?"

"Of course, it's a choice of catching or relieving. Bai Xiaosheng pulled the roasted sweet potato out of the fire, blew the embers on it, and a sweet smell of roasted sweet potato wafted out: "If you catch it, then the Orion family will die, and if you let it go, it means that you will be punished for violating the military order." Bai Xiaosheng took out the linen cloth that had been prepared from his arms and put it on his hand, picked up the hot sweet potato from the ground, and broke the sweet potato into two sections with a slight force, and a white mist mixed with the unique sweet taste of sweet potatoes rose from the golden section: "Or do you plan to catch the wanted criminal and then deliver medicine on behalf of the wanted criminal?"

The shopkeeper replied decisively: "Of course, I will arrest that wanted criminal, what will Orion do to me?"

Guo Xiaodao, who was squatting opposite Bai Xiaosheng, didn't seem to hear the conversation between Bai Xiaosheng and the shopkeeper, he lowered his head and didn't say anything, but the roasted sweet potato on the ground that was about to be poked into honeycomb coal was on the front of Guo Xiaodao's heart at this moment was not as calm as it was on the outside.

"It's beautiful. The knife in the carriage looked at the beads on the roof of the carriage, and his eyes straightened.

Since the knife got on this carriage, the more I look at this carriage, the more I like it, this carriage doesn't know what material it is made of, it is extremely strong, and there are hidden compartments everywhere inside, and the strange thing is that I obviously saw that the shopkeeper knocked on the mechanism that was opened, no matter how the knife knocked and how to shoot, there was no reaction, and I don't know which famous craftsman it was, but unfortunately no matter what the knife said along the way, the shopkeeper did not agree to sell the carriage. Since this peculiar carriage has a side door, there are a total of four wheels under the carriage, leaving the side door gap, this carriage is twice as long and wide as an ordinary carriage, like a small room that can be moved, a bead is embedded in the roof of the carriage and emits a soft shimmer, together with the campfire, in this dark and windy night when the wind is most suitable for murder, enough to attract those wild dogs and jackals.

The carriage was now parked in a field, and the two horses were feeding on the weeds on the ground with their heads down, and in order to avoid a fire, the wild thieves cleared an open field for the night camp.

The grass shook, and seven wild thieves wearing animal skin clothes and black cloth masks came out of the grass, these people's breath was not calm, obviously they had done some strenuous physical work, from the black and red patches on the animal skin clothes of these people who were still in a semi-solidified state and the blood stains left by the big knives and sticks on their waists, the scene of these people working did not seem to be very harmonious.

One of the thieves walked to the side door of the carriage, tore off the black cloth that covered his face, bowed his head at the knife, and smiled flatteringly: "Chief, we are back." When he spoke, he had an exaggerated mouth and buckteeth, which was particularly eye-catching, and this person was the wild thief named Lao Bao under the knife.

These people are the wild thieves who went on the road with the knife, and in the words of the knife, these people can be used in the knight qualification assessment.

Because the carriage could not accommodate so many people, these wild thieves could only run all the way behind the carriage, and there were originally about 20 people following them, but there were only seven people left who followed the carriage to run the marathon so far, and the people who fell behind naturally went home.

Xiao Dao is not worried that he will make trouble when he leaves the base camp, according to him, that is, as long as his Dao Master is still alive, no one will ever dare to come to that territory.

The most in the field is not the pheasant and wild spores, but the wild thieves, the four bells on the shopkeeper's carriage jingle all the way, which will naturally attract a lot of tails, and the seven wild thieves just went to cut off the tails.

The knife tilted his head to look at Lao Bao: "It's all cleaned up?"

Lao Bao looked timid when he heard this, and said hesitantly: "Ran away." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lao Bao was kicked in the head by a knife, and this kick hit Lao Bao's chest and ate firmly, and the wild thief called Lao Bao was kicked and lay on the ground and covered his chest and groaned.

Xiaodao looked coldly at the moaning old Bao: "Waste, what use do I want you!" As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and threw it in front of Lao Bao: "One finger." ”

Lao Bao struggled to get up, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged for mercy in his mouth: "Boss, we are really not familiar with this territory, there are more than a dozen of those guys hanging far behind us, I have a weak heart, Boss, for the sake of my Lao Bao has been working hard for you for almost five years, on the face of loyalty, you spare me this time!"

Lao Bao's head knocked on the ground, the soft mud grass was smashed out of a small pit by Lao Bao's kowtow, it looked like he was really desperately begging for mercy, seeing this scene, the other six thieves not only did not intercede for Lao Bao but looked lively, without the slightest sense of sadness for the rabbit and the fox, and some people even smiled and said: "Old Bao, isn't it just to cut off a finger, and it will be over if you grit your teeth in pain." ”

Xiaodao's indifferent gaze stared at Lao Bao, whose snot was full of tears: "What's the matter?

Hearing this, Lao Bao knew that it was useless to plead for him, sighed and pulled out the dagger inserted in the ground, knelt on the ground, spread out his left hand and pressed it on the ground, and the right hand holding the dagger was raised high, and his face was ruthless, only to see the silver light flashing from the knife in his hand, Lao Bao's body trembled, and an object flew up and then rolled to the ground, and the blood was stained with mud and wrapped this small piece of mud into a dirty little ball of mud.

The wild thief called Lao Bao is also hard, and after doing this, he knelt in place without saying a word, looking like he was waiting for his fate.

The knife took out a piece of linen cloth from his arms and threw it in front of Lao Bao, Lao Bao thanked him repeatedly, picked up the linen cloth and wrapped it around his left hand, and soon the black mark soaked the linen cloth wrapped in several layers, and the black mark quietly expanded the staining range, and there was a faint black and red wetness gathered together and dripped to the ground.

Guo Xiaodao watched those wild thieves grinning and slapping their companions who had just lost a finger and making fun of them, and felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't understand why these wild thieves would be happy to watch their accomplices be tortured, looking at the severed fingers wrapped in mud not far away, and then looking at the roasted sweet potatoes that were also wrapped in mud, Guo Xiaodao's face turned pale, and his stomach churned, but he still couldn't help the feeling of wanting to vomit, and then he saw the shopkeeper squatting opposite him breaking the sweet potatoes covered with mud in his hands, and something instantly came to mind in his mind

"Vomit"

The shopkeeper glanced at Guo Xiaodao, who was vomiting not far away, and shook his head: "It's really bad for appetite." As he spoke, he took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, which was soft and sweet.

(End of chapter)

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