Chapter 249: Happy

Style: Heros Author: There is no three thousand taels of silver hereWords: 2512Update Time: 24/01/12 05:45:56
An ugly man who was born as a bandit, a meat ball weighing several hundred kilograms at least, and a castrated dwarf. After these three people shared their painful experiences in the past, the heroes saw how frank they were, so they no longer restrained themselves, and they all He revealed the old grudge between himself and Qiu Jin.

At first, what everyone said was reasonable, but as we went on, the storyline became more bizarre and unconstrained.

But it’s also easy to understand.

After all, that big bastard named Qiu Mingjin loves to make enemies in his life. Others are brothers in the world, and he is the enemy in all the five lakes.

Suddenly, a rather childish voice sounded for no reason.

Because his voice was very delicate, it sounded particularly clear, and it reached everyone's ears at once, "That bastard Qiu Jin once went to the toilet and forgot to bring paper. He asked me to borrow it, but I didn't, so he beat me. A meal!”

When everyone heard this childish saying, they were stunned at first, and then they all burst into laughter.

Looking along the direction of the sound, I saw three people with different physiques standing in the southwest corner of the banquet.

One is tall, one is short, and one is fat.

One female, two male.

These three people were all wearing colorful warm furs characteristic of the Western Regions, which were extremely thick.

Without exception, half of the face is covered with a dark veil, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The top of his head was tightly wrapped with several circles of woolen cloth, and half of his hair was no longer visible.

The heroes saw that the three of them had unique looks, very different from the people from the Central Plains. They obviously came from the Western Regions. They thought to themselves: "Hey, there are still foreigners coming to participate in this gold harvesting conference. The guy named Qiu is really full of enemies." The world!"

The short man looked at the young Western Region child, who was wearing extremely loose and wide clothes. He raised his head and asked in a very childish voice: "Mom, why are they laughing at me?"

The tall woman from the Western Region chuckled, lowered her head and said, "Child, of course it's because you are stupid and stupid. If you weren't stupid, why would they laugh at you?"

The child from the Western Region rolled his eyes at the woman.

The obese man from the Western Region, whose body was as big as a hill, touched his belly and said nothing.

The woman from the Western Regions was laughing so hard that her eyes were narrowed. She patted the child on the head and said loudly to the surroundings: "My child was born with dementia. He is obviously very old this year, but his intelligence is like that of a poor five-year-old child. He always speaks freely and makes everyone laugh!"

The child from the Western Region snorted and shouted with some dissatisfaction: "If I am five years old, then you must be six years old at most!"

The fat man from the Western Regions, who was as fat as a hill, said with a smile: "My child, don't be rude to your mother."

The woman from the Western Region was not angry when her son collided with her so openly, and the smile in her eyes became even brighter.

The child was speechless for a while, and after holding it for a long time, he said: "Dad, I saw my mother stealing a man outside."

Upon hearing this, the heroes all pricked up their ears.

The woman from the Western Region with green eyes immediately said "hmm" with a rising tone, raised her eyebrows and shouted: "You damn kid, what the hell are you talking about in front of so many people?!"

The child from the Western Region said "Hey", opened his short legs, and quickly came behind the fat man. He hid behind his father to ensure his own safety. The child screamed: "Daddy, you saw it, mother." I feel guilty and angry! She just stole the man, I was right!"

The tall woman from the Western Region was furious. She rushed over, walked around behind the man, raised her hand and slapped her son on the head, and cursed at the top of her voice: "You idiot, are you sick again?!"

The child who had been beaten by his mother hugged his head and began to cry loudly. While crying, he shouted: "My mother hit someone, my mother is a bitch! I hit someone!" You’re a bitch who sells things for free. She doesn’t know anything else but beats and steals men!”

All the heroes present looked at each other and thought it was very interesting. They had watched a good show today.

Unexpectedly, this little kid from the Western Regions could be so unfilial and so bold as to call his own mother a "bitch."

The woman from the Western Region, whose body was tightly wrapped and whose true appearance was difficult to see, was obviously very angry at these words. She was so angry that her son was so hard to get off the stage in public that she raised her arms to continue beating him.

The obese man from the Western Region moved quickly, grabbed the woman's slender wrist, and comforted her: "It's almost done, just give her a little beating."

The woman from the Western Region was so angry that she couldn't let go, but she couldn't break away from the fat man's hand. She raised her foot and stamped on the ground, and let out a fierce groan.

The child from the Western Region thought he had gotten a bargain and said happily: "Thank you, daddy~"

The woman with green eyes sighed and cursed: "You bastard."

The child was extremely shameless. He tugged at his eyelids with both hands, raised his head and retorted, "I wasn't born by you? If I am a bastard, then who are you?"

"My dear, that's enough. Please save some face for your mother."

The fat man from the Western Region had some advice that he couldn't bear to listen to.

The child from the Western Region reluctantly said "Oh" and stopped talking.

Then, I heard the fat man from the Western Regions take a deep breath and shout loudly to the surrounding people: "The sins of Qiu are so heinous that he has sworn hatred with everyone here. Today, everyone is here." As we gather here, we might as well imagine boldly, what should we do if we really capture that guy alive?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became extremely excited, and some people said excitedly: "How else to deal with it? Of course, I will kill him with one knife, and remove a great scourge for the world!"

Someone else added: "Killing him with one knife is too easy. In my opinion, the evil guy should be thrown into a pot of oil, boiled alive and fed to the dogs!"

Someone else shouted: "How long can you cook a human being? Even if you use a low fire and do it slowly, it will only take a few hours. If it were me, I would give him a thousand cuts! I would cut him a hundred times on the first day." The knife, 200 knives on the second day, 300 knives on the third day, 400 knives on the fourth day, it took a thousand cuts to kill him, how could he die so happily?!"

Someone had a high-pitched voice, "Even if I go by what you said, he will die within four days at most, which is still too short! If you ask me, he should be stripped naked and hung on the wall of Yanlingguan. Let the vultures peck at its flesh and blood, put it down every seven days, and put some food into its belly to prevent it from starving to death. If you follow this method, you may persist for more than a month and the person will not die yet!"

"I have a better idea for keeping a man alive and tortured."

Another person shouted proudly, "First of all, we will take off his clothes, but instead of hanging him on the city wall, we will put him in a pig pen! In order to prevent him from escaping, we can chop off his hands and feet first." Then he cut off his tongue with a knife, deafened his ears with needles, and blinded his eyes with smoke..."

"Isn't this a 'human pig'?"

Someone interrupted.

The man chuckled and continued: "It is indeed a human pig, but if it were someone else who did it, the person who would be tortured would probably die in a few days. It would be better for Ling Chi to die slower! I am different. I used to kill my enemies. All seventeen members of the family were made into human pigs. The shortest among them lived for more than half a month, and the longest, hey, still lives in my pig shed to this day! The one named Qiu has a strong body and is different from ordinary people. There is a difference between clouds and mud, if I can make him into a human pig, I guarantee that I can raise him until he dies of old age!"

Someone ridiculed: "You have good intentions, how can you support your enemy in old age?"

The "human pig expert" patted his chest and said proudly: "If you are willing to be made into a human pig and stay in my pig pen, I will naturally take care of you until you die!"

"Fuck you, I won't let you!"

"I don't want you to talk nonsense!"

The man said, "When I turn the guy named Qiu into a human pig, everyone can come to my house as a guest. Then I will let the guy named Qiu perform a show of eating his own shit alive to entertain everyone!"

"What a great idea. When the time comes, I will contribute two hot lumps to feed Qiu Jin!"

"Just pamper him, feed him well, and remember to give him some soup and water to prevent him from being unable to swallow and the yellow pee coming first!"

Everyone was chatting enthusiastically, and everyone was in high spirits, as if the bastard named Qiu had been defeated and captured, and was kneeling on the ground to be slaughtered.

Have fun!