The sky turned white, and an inconspicuous small inner courtyard in Pingcheng was lit up with lights, candlelight swaying, and shadows of people.
The room smelled of alcohol, and six men were eating and chatting around the table, telling dirty jokes. They laughed loudly from time to time, and there was a guy within everyone's reach.
A tall, muscular man sitting on a bench, with a shaggy beard that hadn't been washed for several days. He folded his long legs on the bench and grabbed a piece of beef with his bare hands and stuffed it into his mouth full of yellow teeth. Inside, he twisted the wine jar and bowed his head to drink. Unfortunately, the remaining wine in the wine jar obviously could not satisfy his huge drinking capacity. The man shook it dissatisfiedly and threw the empty jar into a pile in the corner with several empty jars.
"I told you to open your head. Look, the wine is gone. When can you drink to your heart's content?" The man complained. In this ungrateful place, people who want to go out and have fun are being policed. He wants to have a good drink. Neither can.
A sly-looking man next to him stared at him, threw a peanut into his mouth, ate it, and yelled, "You're the only one who drank the most and you're not satisfied? You drank most of this."
The man's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What? Do you still need to control me if I drink too much or too little?"
The man chuckled: "Brother Hu, don't be angry. I don't like this, little brother. If you want me to get you some wine, just drink it."
"Tch, that's something for girls to drink. There's no way to have fun with strong liquor." The man looked down upon him, and he couldn't stand the man surnamed Yu. He was obviously a man, but he acted like a girl and liked women's stuff.
The man with the sinister eyebrows flashed his eyes. He knew that Hu Hao had been looking down on him and wanted to get angry. Seeing the other man's big and thick arms, he had to endure it. He ate as if nothing happened and said with a smile: "Brother Hu is brave. I can't compare to my arrogant brother, so I just wanted to taste the wine that noble people drink, but I didn't expect that there is wine for sale in this quiet place..."
As he spoke, he stared at the man sitting at the top. The words were obviously meant for him.
Liu Zhong sat aside and listened to the gossip, but he felt helpless. In order not to reveal his identity, he abandoned the dead soldier in his family, because if the dead soldier in his family was caught, there would always be some clues. It was his grave sin to be implicated in the Liu Mansion in the capital.
These people are different. They are all desperadoes who kill without blinking an eye. As long as they have money, they will kill and set fire to others.
It is precisely because he is a desperado with a desolate nature, a violent temper, and no restraint. He racks his brains to provide delicious food and drink. That Hu Hao is a thorn in the side. He wants to eat, drink, and drink. Have fun? Who will do my work for you when you have so much fun?
Who else, Yu Zhiqiang, a bitter villain, wants wine, hum! Don't even look at your identity.
Liu Zhong picked up the bowl and said to several people: "You have worked so hard to do this. I would like to thank you all here. I promise that as long as this is done, I will repay you with money, wine, and beautiful women when I return to Beijing. Enjoy it endlessly.”
Yu Zhiqiang picked up the bowl and smiled, knowing that there was no way to drink wine, so he followed the greeting and said: "Brother Zhang, you are so polite. I admire the most pure and filial people. I will listen to you in everything."
Although Hu Hao was dissatisfied, he still drank the wine and the benefactor's face had to be given. They knew in their hearts that the identity behind the man named Zhang who paid them a lot of money to do such a thing must be not simple. It was the first time for him to take over such a thing in so many years of traveling in the world. Because the old man named Zhang was seriously ill, he had to kill the seven people here. Does it take a child aged four months to recover?
Rich people do all kinds of unscrupulous things, filial piety? Damn, even a fool wouldn’t believe this reason, but that’s all! As long as he has money, he will do anything.
Since Brother Zhang is Liu Zhong, how can he possibly let others know his true name and identity when doing such a thing.
Liu Zhong chuckled, "It's going to be dawn soon, and we have to work hard again. Let's finish our work as soon as possible and go back to enjoy the happiness. But why didn't Deng Er come back last night?"
"That Deng Er has his brain in his pants. He must have slept in some little widow's house last night. I heard that he slept with his sister-in-law before, haha~" A man opened his mouth while talking about Deng Er's glorious deeds. He laughed and his eyes showed an evil light, he was obviously a member of the same group.
Suddenly, everyone in the room was grinning, obviously knowing Deng Er very well.
As he was talking, the door creaked, and another man came in. The man's eyes were sleepy and full of resentment. As soon as he came in, he grabbed the remaining wine on the table and poured it into his mouth. "That one" Wan Datou, I don’t know what he ate, he had diarrhea all night, and even I couldn’t sleep well, I really want to beat him to death.”
"Brother Luo, please calm down. We all blame Zhang. I have wronged you all because of the small living space." Liu Zhong persuaded him insincerely. He didn't care whether there was a fight or not. It was none of his business whether he lived or died. He only cared about how troublesome things were. It seriously affects the business.
He came to Pingcheng to find Wan Datou, and thanks to this number one figure, he got the roster from his brother-in-law who was a master, otherwise they would still be wandering around.
Not long after, people came in one after another. There were fifteen or six people in total. Liu Zhong counted them. Except for Deng Er who was sleeping in the widow's house and Wan Datou who was squatting in the latrine, all the others were here and were getting ready. Arrange tasks for today.
"We have done a lot these days, and there are still a few towns we haven't visited. There are still many places in Pingcheng. We..." Liu Zhong arranged it in an orderly manner. How many children should Yue have? He would be exhausted before killing him, and he would be more easily exposed, so he only searched in the area where Zhang Dong and Cen Yin were found, and then radiated to several surrounding villages, so that everything was safe.
In short, victory is at hand.
In the latrine, Wan Datou squatted alone, enduring the stench. He was really unlucky. He didn't know what he had eaten yesterday but he had to defecate all night. He went to the latrine and squatted in the latrine. It was so uncomfortable.
After a while, I felt my stomach was feeling better, then I stood up unsteadily and was about to lift my pants, when I suddenly heard a slight sound behind me.
It's the sound of climbing over the wall and falling to the ground.
Fellow people? ?
Who will climb over the wall if there is a door open? unless……
Wan Da's head was agitated, and most of his brain was awake. He couldn't help but hold his breath and carefully look out through the gap. The sight made his eyes suddenly widen, and he was frightened, and he did not dare to make any sound.
I don't know when the door opened, and people kept coming in from the outside, all with their faces covered and their feet wrapped in cloth, making no sound as they walked.
There was also a person being held in custody, his face covered with blood. Wan Datou couldn't help but take a closer look and discovered that it was Deng Er who had not returned home all night. It turned out that he was not sleeping at the widow's house.
Deng Er was led away with his hands tied behind his back and his mouth stuffed with cloth dumplings. His face was covered with horrific scars and blood marks, making it clear at a glance what kind of inhuman torture he had suffered last night. Under the leadership of Deng Er, about twenty people slowly approached the main house silently. There was no reaction from the people in the house. It seemed that the invasion of foreign enemies had not been detected yet.
Wan Datou is so panicked! He closed his mouth tightly and didn't dare to make any sound. His legs were trembling. Before he could tie his pants and slip them down, he felt a chill under his crotch. The cold wind blowing on his pants was so cold, and his heart felt even colder.
It's over, it's over.
