Still too rash
The guards holding the gun quickly surrounded Cheng Zijie, and cold sweat flowed all over his body. Cheng Zijie couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.
Although Zhang Yaohui had caught this before, the other party was holding a gun this time. At such a close distance, he was definitely not as fast as the bullet.
Too careless
Too careless
I thought it would take no effort to kill the four guards, and killing the two abbots was like taking things out of their pockets, so I despise the IQ of the big abbot too much
If a monk can become the leader of so many people, and can incite so many people to obey and believe in the surface, he will never be a simple person.
Kneel down! A gunman who was walking around Cheng Zijie's back hit the back of Cheng Zijie's head with a stock
Even though Cheng Zijie has been strengthened with bones and muscles, his ability to resist strikes is much stronger than that of ordinary people. This also made him look like stars and his mind buzzing.
Then another person kicked him in the corner. Cheng Zijie understood that it was not the time to save face, so it would be better to show weakness. Although he would not be kicked down by ordinary people, he knelt down with the intention of hiding his strength.
The other party quickly took away the crossbow on his back and the hunting knife on the ground, and nervously touched him. After confirming that there were no other weapons, he shouted to the living room outside: Abbot, OK
The abbot then walked slowly to the door under the protection of four gunmen, looked at Cheng Zijie, and smiled: "Young brother, no wonder the surname Zhu dares to be so arrogant. It turns out that it is because of your subordinates like you."
Cheng Zijie's back and back were hurt by the muzzles of several guns. He knew that he could never make any moves under the current situation, so he kept holding his head with his hands, looked at the abbot, but didn't say anything.
Little brother's surname? The big abbot's chest was covered with hands and his posture was very timid
This is the first time Cheng Zijie met this devil close-up, but he couldn't help but admire him: Although this man looks vulgar, he is actually much more cautious than himself, and he is always under the protection of his subordinates at any time.
Even if his men were not holding guns, but crossbows, they were not sure that they could cross the third level of guards in an instant and raid him.
Perhaps, cowardice is the first priority in living in this world. I deserve to be arrested as arrogant as myself.
If you continue to do this, you will not be arrested today and you will be beaten tomorrow
What are you talking about! A gunman next to him kicked Cheng Zijie in the face
Cheng Zijie insisted on not avoiding it, but took a kick, and then made a shaky look. This kick was really not light, causing the smell of blood in Cheng Zijie's mouth, and his face also swollen.
No need to beat the abbot stopped his subordinates’ beating: What you are willing to say is valuable. You don’t know him, and you don’t know if he just makes a name. The abbot smiled and said
Cheng Zijie noticed that although this person was fat and round, he was also despicable, his eyes flashed from time to time, which made Cheng Zijie a little nervous: It seems that it is difficult for this person to fool the past.
What do you want? Cheng Zijie said in a deep voice
Since the other party did not shoot himself directly, the abbot didn't seem to be trying to kill him immediately. It would be better to figure out what they were going to do.
The abbot smiled and shook his head: I don’t know, but our Lingchuan people didn’t take the initiative to provoke you, Boss Zhu, you killed four of us the day before yesterday, today we killed our second child, and then snatched the white-tailed fish pond in the afternoon, and now we are here to assassinate me again. Teach me, what would you do if you and I change the position?
Cheng Zijie was speechless for a moment. Indeed, as far as the current situation is concerned, from Lingchuan's standpoint, it is indeed the Jade Buddha Temple's initiative to provoke the incident.
After all, when Lingchuan occupied the White Tail, he did not rob it from Zhu Laowu.
After a while of silence, we can only bite the bullet: You are disregarding human life and then taking over the white tail, so we will naturally not sit still.
Haha, the abbot obviously had the upper hand in words, and his face was full of lust: What does this have to do with you? Is it true that you, Boss Zhu, are the incarnation of justice? As far as I know, you robbed people everywhere as slaves, and many of them didn't listen were killed. You know the behavior of women and just laughed at them for fifty steps. What qualifications do you have to blame me?
Cheng Zijie knew that what he was talking about was the truth. Zhu Laowu and him were indeed equal. Although they did not burn women to death, there must be many women who were worse than death.
Of course, the people in Lingchuan are even more cruel. After all, they kill innocent women in the most cruel way, but the statement that fifty steps and hundreds of steps is reasonable.
The abbot looked at Cheng Zijie proudly for a while, and when he saw him speechless, he laughed more and more proudly: Little brother, I think you are still young, I don’t know why you work hard for the Zhu surnamed Zhu. As far as I know, there are no ones in the heads of the Jade Buddha Temple who are in charge of the house. Isn’t that good?
Cheng Zijie felt a stern in his heart and looked at the big abbot blankly. The big abbot believed more and more: You are so skilled, but you have worked hard for the Zhu surname and have not received the reward you deserve. Can you tell me what benefits did the Zhu surname give you?
Cheng Zijie keenly heard that the abbot seemed to have the intention of turning to Lingchuan, and was stunned: No, I just can't stand you and burn those women to death for no reason.
That was the will of the Bodhisattva Plague Lord! Before the great abbot could speak, his men shouted viciously.
The abbot smiled: It's okay, everyone doesn't have to be so young, they are not old and have a simple appearance. It seems that they really don't like different positions. I don't have to explain anything to you. It's okay, but I'm just a man named Zhu who uses your skills to kill people. It's a pity that Ah is fine. You have to take care of him. Otherwise, the four of you the day before yesterday will be your role models. In addition, you can't leak news now, and no one else is allowed to know, otherwise you will ask you to ask me about it when I pray tomorrow morning, and then use him to sacrifice. As he said that, he looked at Cheng Zijie meaningfully, turned around and left the room surrounded by four subordinates.
While Cheng Zijie let Da Fang's subordinates tie him up into a rice dumpling and drag him to the corner of the house to take care of him, he thought about Da Fang's words.
This person's words obviously meant to take him as his subordinate, but why didn't he give himself a chance to answer, and did not ask if he wanted to execute himself if he wanted to?
If you want your own life, why don’t you start now and save it until tomorrow?
It's really strange
Tomorrow morning, I sacrifice myself... Cheng Zijie tried his best to restrain his panic, knowing that only by calming down can he have a chance to escape, but he was always a little uneasy by the abbot's strange attitude.
These bastards are so tightly tied
Cheng Zijie moved his shoulder a little, and the guards pushed his head with a gun: Don't move around! Cheng Zijie had to sigh in his heart
The plastic rope as thick as a finger is mixed with iron wire. There are many strands of tied, so it is difficult for your fingers to move. It is really not something you can break free from.
The guards discussed in a low voice for a while, and four people were staring at themselves with guns. The other ones were lying in their clothes on the floor of the room. The room was brightly lit and there was no chance to escape.
Cheng Zijie couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He didn't try his best just now. After all, he might have survived with the help of Sixteen. Now he can only watch the ceiling.
It’s about midnight, and there are only a few hours before tomorrow morning. Do you still have a chance to get out?
Once fear begins, it's hard to suppress
Mom... Tiantian... Yumei... Thinking of those dear people, Cheng Zijie felt even more heartbroken
It’s all my fault for being too careless and underestimating others... What should they do if they really die under these people?
Lao Li and the others have reminded themselves before that as the boss, they should not take risks often, but they did not pay attention... It is too late to regret now.
I don't know how long it took, but a guard finally yawned
After all, it's not a good feeling to keep staring at Cheng Zijie with his gun in the middle of the night.
Then the other people also yawned, and then a voice behind Cheng Zijie scolded: Everyone is cheering up! How did Gangzi die? You don’t know Ah
It was those who agreed quickly, cheered up, and sat up straight on the floor beside Cheng Zijie.
After a while, the guy who was just talking yawned behind Cheng Zijie, and the two in front of Cheng Zijie were a little sleepy, and their hands holding the gun slowly drooped down.
Cheng Zijie quietly waited for the opportunity
At least, you have to stay calm and sober to have a glimmer of hope
After a long time, just as several guards became more and more sleepy and Cheng Zijie was getting more and more excited, a sound of footsteps came from the door.
The guards all jumped up like springs: Big abbot!
Cheng Zijie suddenly felt cold
This fat man is coming to inspect now, it's really hateful
Be careful of sailing the ten thousand-year-old ship... Unfortunately, it seemed a bit too late when I realized this
The abbot still took the four guards to the door, looked at Cheng Zijie, and smiled and said: Don’t be sleepy, this little brother can’t give you any chance, otherwise you will suffer a great loss.
Oh shit
Cheng Zijie cursed fiercely in his heart. It was the first time he felt so helpless after the end of the world.
The guards holding the gun quickly surrounded Cheng Zijie, and cold sweat flowed all over his body. Cheng Zijie couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.
Although Zhang Yaohui had caught this before, the other party was holding a gun this time. At such a close distance, he was definitely not as fast as the bullet.
Too careless
Too careless
I thought it would take no effort to kill the four guards, and killing the two abbots was like taking things out of their pockets, so I despise the IQ of the big abbot too much
If a monk can become the leader of so many people, and can incite so many people to obey and believe in the surface, he will never be a simple person.
Kneel down! A gunman who was walking around Cheng Zijie's back hit the back of Cheng Zijie's head with a stock
Even though Cheng Zijie has been strengthened with bones and muscles, his ability to resist strikes is much stronger than that of ordinary people. This also made him look like stars and his mind buzzing.
Then another person kicked him in the corner. Cheng Zijie understood that it was not the time to save face, so it would be better to show weakness. Although he would not be kicked down by ordinary people, he knelt down with the intention of hiding his strength.
The other party quickly took away the crossbow on his back and the hunting knife on the ground, and nervously touched him. After confirming that there were no other weapons, he shouted to the living room outside: Abbot, OK
The abbot then walked slowly to the door under the protection of four gunmen, looked at Cheng Zijie, and smiled: "Young brother, no wonder the surname Zhu dares to be so arrogant. It turns out that it is because of your subordinates like you."
Cheng Zijie's back and back were hurt by the muzzles of several guns. He knew that he could never make any moves under the current situation, so he kept holding his head with his hands, looked at the abbot, but didn't say anything.
Little brother's surname? The big abbot's chest was covered with hands and his posture was very timid
This is the first time Cheng Zijie met this devil close-up, but he couldn't help but admire him: Although this man looks vulgar, he is actually much more cautious than himself, and he is always under the protection of his subordinates at any time.
Even if his men were not holding guns, but crossbows, they were not sure that they could cross the third level of guards in an instant and raid him.
Perhaps, cowardice is the first priority in living in this world. I deserve to be arrested as arrogant as myself.
If you continue to do this, you will not be arrested today and you will be beaten tomorrow
What are you talking about! A gunman next to him kicked Cheng Zijie in the face
Cheng Zijie insisted on not avoiding it, but took a kick, and then made a shaky look. This kick was really not light, causing the smell of blood in Cheng Zijie's mouth, and his face also swollen.
No need to beat the abbot stopped his subordinates’ beating: What you are willing to say is valuable. You don’t know him, and you don’t know if he just makes a name. The abbot smiled and said
Cheng Zijie noticed that although this person was fat and round, he was also despicable, his eyes flashed from time to time, which made Cheng Zijie a little nervous: It seems that it is difficult for this person to fool the past.
What do you want? Cheng Zijie said in a deep voice
Since the other party did not shoot himself directly, the abbot didn't seem to be trying to kill him immediately. It would be better to figure out what they were going to do.
The abbot smiled and shook his head: I don’t know, but our Lingchuan people didn’t take the initiative to provoke you, Boss Zhu, you killed four of us the day before yesterday, today we killed our second child, and then snatched the white-tailed fish pond in the afternoon, and now we are here to assassinate me again. Teach me, what would you do if you and I change the position?
Cheng Zijie was speechless for a moment. Indeed, as far as the current situation is concerned, from Lingchuan's standpoint, it is indeed the Jade Buddha Temple's initiative to provoke the incident.
After all, when Lingchuan occupied the White Tail, he did not rob it from Zhu Laowu.
After a while of silence, we can only bite the bullet: You are disregarding human life and then taking over the white tail, so we will naturally not sit still.
Haha, the abbot obviously had the upper hand in words, and his face was full of lust: What does this have to do with you? Is it true that you, Boss Zhu, are the incarnation of justice? As far as I know, you robbed people everywhere as slaves, and many of them didn't listen were killed. You know the behavior of women and just laughed at them for fifty steps. What qualifications do you have to blame me?
Cheng Zijie knew that what he was talking about was the truth. Zhu Laowu and him were indeed equal. Although they did not burn women to death, there must be many women who were worse than death.
Of course, the people in Lingchuan are even more cruel. After all, they kill innocent women in the most cruel way, but the statement that fifty steps and hundreds of steps is reasonable.
The abbot looked at Cheng Zijie proudly for a while, and when he saw him speechless, he laughed more and more proudly: Little brother, I think you are still young, I don’t know why you work hard for the Zhu surnamed Zhu. As far as I know, there are no ones in the heads of the Jade Buddha Temple who are in charge of the house. Isn’t that good?
Cheng Zijie felt a stern in his heart and looked at the big abbot blankly. The big abbot believed more and more: You are so skilled, but you have worked hard for the Zhu surname and have not received the reward you deserve. Can you tell me what benefits did the Zhu surname give you?
Cheng Zijie keenly heard that the abbot seemed to have the intention of turning to Lingchuan, and was stunned: No, I just can't stand you and burn those women to death for no reason.
That was the will of the Bodhisattva Plague Lord! Before the great abbot could speak, his men shouted viciously.
The abbot smiled: It's okay, everyone doesn't have to be so young, they are not old and have a simple appearance. It seems that they really don't like different positions. I don't have to explain anything to you. It's okay, but I'm just a man named Zhu who uses your skills to kill people. It's a pity that Ah is fine. You have to take care of him. Otherwise, the four of you the day before yesterday will be your role models. In addition, you can't leak news now, and no one else is allowed to know, otherwise you will ask you to ask me about it when I pray tomorrow morning, and then use him to sacrifice. As he said that, he looked at Cheng Zijie meaningfully, turned around and left the room surrounded by four subordinates.
While Cheng Zijie let Da Fang's subordinates tie him up into a rice dumpling and drag him to the corner of the house to take care of him, he thought about Da Fang's words.
This person's words obviously meant to take him as his subordinate, but why didn't he give himself a chance to answer, and did not ask if he wanted to execute himself if he wanted to?
If you want your own life, why don’t you start now and save it until tomorrow?
It's really strange
Tomorrow morning, I sacrifice myself... Cheng Zijie tried his best to restrain his panic, knowing that only by calming down can he have a chance to escape, but he was always a little uneasy by the abbot's strange attitude.
These bastards are so tightly tied
Cheng Zijie moved his shoulder a little, and the guards pushed his head with a gun: Don't move around! Cheng Zijie had to sigh in his heart
The plastic rope as thick as a finger is mixed with iron wire. There are many strands of tied, so it is difficult for your fingers to move. It is really not something you can break free from.
The guards discussed in a low voice for a while, and four people were staring at themselves with guns. The other ones were lying in their clothes on the floor of the room. The room was brightly lit and there was no chance to escape.
Cheng Zijie couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He didn't try his best just now. After all, he might have survived with the help of Sixteen. Now he can only watch the ceiling.
It’s about midnight, and there are only a few hours before tomorrow morning. Do you still have a chance to get out?
Once fear begins, it's hard to suppress
Mom... Tiantian... Yumei... Thinking of those dear people, Cheng Zijie felt even more heartbroken
It’s all my fault for being too careless and underestimating others... What should they do if they really die under these people?
Lao Li and the others have reminded themselves before that as the boss, they should not take risks often, but they did not pay attention... It is too late to regret now.
I don't know how long it took, but a guard finally yawned
After all, it's not a good feeling to keep staring at Cheng Zijie with his gun in the middle of the night.
Then the other people also yawned, and then a voice behind Cheng Zijie scolded: Everyone is cheering up! How did Gangzi die? You don’t know Ah
It was those who agreed quickly, cheered up, and sat up straight on the floor beside Cheng Zijie.
After a while, the guy who was just talking yawned behind Cheng Zijie, and the two in front of Cheng Zijie were a little sleepy, and their hands holding the gun slowly drooped down.
Cheng Zijie quietly waited for the opportunity
At least, you have to stay calm and sober to have a glimmer of hope
After a long time, just as several guards became more and more sleepy and Cheng Zijie was getting more and more excited, a sound of footsteps came from the door.
The guards all jumped up like springs: Big abbot!
Cheng Zijie suddenly felt cold
This fat man is coming to inspect now, it's really hateful
Be careful of sailing the ten thousand-year-old ship... Unfortunately, it seemed a bit too late when I realized this
The abbot still took the four guards to the door, looked at Cheng Zijie, and smiled and said: Don’t be sleepy, this little brother can’t give you any chance, otherwise you will suffer a great loss.
Oh shit
Cheng Zijie cursed fiercely in his heart. It was the first time he felt so helpless after the end of the world.
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