I don't know how long it took, Ma San woke up and found that he was put in a pair of locks and tied to a thick stone pillar, unable to move. He was surrounded by a gloomy room with a large fire pot in the middle. There were charcoal burning inside and a few Luotie sticks stuck in it.
However, Ma San felt relieved after seeing the scene around him. This was not the dungeon of Xuan Qing Guard or a cell in the army. It looked like it should be a private place.
"you're awake?"
Ma San rolled his eyes and looked ahead, where a bald man sat with a sinister look on his face. Ma San recognized this person as Feilong, the most powerful figure in the black market in Jingxi.
Behind Feilong stood the iron-washing hand Zhang Lie, who impressed Ma San deeply.
People who have not been eroded by Zhang Lie's palm power will not understand the pain of the five elements of fire qi eroding into the body. It is almost like burning the internal organs, the qi and blood are churning, and the meridians are painfully spasmodic. Even now, Ma San still feels as if his arms are burning, as well as his ribs and armpits. The internal injuries were serious.
Hearing Feilong's question, Ma San blinked. He was locked with a board lock, and he couldn't move at all except blinking.
Feilong did not let anyone unlock Ma San's body, but continued: "The first time you came to us to take goods to the south, we didn't pay much attention at the time. As a result, your people leaked the news and were mysteriously The Qing guards set up an ambush, and my generals were almost blocked. Then you took a batch of grain from me and went south.
Tsk tsk, I didn’t think it was anything at the time. After all, what I do is not a serious business. You going south to collect supplies has nothing to do with me. But now that a war is about to break out in the south, and you still want me to help you raise money, what are you worried about? Hehe, do you want to pull my flying dragon onto your ship?
Now this is a serious crime of collaborating with the enemy and destroying the nine tribes! Ma San, you don’t think that I, Fei Long, am a fool, do you?
Maybe I can get a heavy reward for handing you over to Xuanqing Guard. "
Ma San blinked, he had something to say.
Feilong smiled and waved his hand to take off the iron walnuts from Ma San's mouth, always wanting to listen to what this guy had to say.
"Feilong, is this how you treat your guests? I'm afraid this way of treating guests will scare away many people if word spreads about it, right? Ahem..." Ma San felt like he was in the lungs after saying a few words. The pain in his chest was severe, and his words were interrupted by a violent cough.
"I heard that you were slapped twice by Zhang Lie. Didn't you feel good? But it's nothing. Their methods will make you understand what it means to be in pain until I hand you over to Xuan Qingwei."
"Ahem...hehe, Feilong, you won't hand me over to Xuanqingwei. They won't reason with you, let alone reward you for your merits. You will only be treated as a My accomplices were then thrown into the dungeon and tortured by them." Ma San was laughing, he felt that he had seen through Fei Long and saw the greed and cowardice in Fei Long's heart.
Originally. Nowadays, the situation in the south is tense. The black market was once again purged a few months ago. The people in it are withered. There are almost no people who can collect bulk goods and dare to buy and sell. Ma San can only continue to look for Feilong. Ma San was relieved that Feilong could react like this after thinking about it carefully.
If you want to make money but are afraid of being beheaded, you will naturally be cautious. It is also human nature to arrest him and torture him.
Everything is under control, but there were some minor changes at the beginning, not a big problem. Ma San thought in his heart.
Feilong was of course acting. Previously, Zhang Lie gave Ma San a show of "demonstration" in Guangshun City. Now he needs to perform the next part to make Ma San dispel all doubts in order to ensure that the subsequent plan goes smoothly.
To be honest, Feilong felt more and more that the tasks put in his hands were like manipulating a puppet. He didn't need to use his brain too much, he just followed the steps of the task, no matter how small it was. Almost all of Ma San's possible reactions were... It was calculated by the mission statement. Are these all planned by Lord Shen? Or is there someone else?
Feilong didn't know that every step he got was not made by one person, but was worked out by the three departments of "Little Ghost, Ghost Gate, and Judge".
"I like to talk to smart people. You are right. It will do no good to me to hand you over to Xuanqing Guard. But I can destroy you, and at least I can protect myself. So, you'd better make your point clear. The details, otherwise we wouldn’t mind killing you to protect ourselves.”
Ma San suppressed the pain in his lungs and said with a smile: "I'm just a pawn. If you kill me, your troubles will only be bigger. Let me tell you this. We have our own reasons for selling supplies to the barbarians, and it involves too much Guang, are you sure you want to know? In addition, you are only responsible for raising supplies. We will still transport the goods ourselves this time, so you don’t need to worry about it. As for the price, we are willing to increase it by 30% on the basis of last time!"
"Hmph, it seems that you really don't want to say it! Then I will only make you suffer a little bit." The flesh on Feilong's face trembled, looking like he was secretly angry. Zhang Lie behind him waved his hand, and the two sinister men began to roll up their sleeves and prepare to go into battle.
"Wait! Ahem...Feilong, are you really sure you want to know?"
"Hmph, are you afraid that I don't have the guts?"
"How dare you know about the military and evil monks?"
The expression on Feilong's face was spot on. He was slightly startled at first, then showed a hint of panic, and then became calm again, but there was a hint of panic and hesitation in his eyes.
Ma San saw all this clearly, and the last big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground: Humph, this flying dragon is really just strong on the outside, but weak on the inside, and just pretending.
After a long silence, Fei Longping retreated from the others, leaving only him, Zhang Lie, and Ma San tied to the pillar.
"Brother Ma San, don't blame me. People in our industry live with their heads in their belts and accidentally drop them, so we need to be cautious in everything. I don't want to care about what you are doing and I dare not care about it. , but I know that I have to support a large group of brothers under me. I just want money, and family and country affairs have nothing to do with us.
Therefore, adding 30% to the last price is still too little. Now and then, regardless of the situation, you know better than me. I am the only one in the old Jing Dynasty who still dares to sell your things, right? Is it okay if I double the price? "
Double it again? Isn't this too much? Ma San cursed in his heart, but he had to admit that what Feilong said was true. At present, the entire Jingjiu Dynasty still had the courage to sell large quantities of supplies to the south, and this was probably the only one. Moreover, Feilong has only called "Brother Ma San" but has not removed the lock on his body. The meaning is very clear, that is, he will kill someone if they can't reach an agreement.
Ma San seemed to have no choice.
