The camel god lowered his head and said nothing. Wei Jing added: "Now there are two people from the Sky Eagle Alliance. They should be old people who have something to explain. If you cooperate with me, I guarantee that you will have a safe life in the future and have someone to take care of you. But if you don't cooperate, I have no choice but to let the two gang members take you back to Lao Immortal. You know Lao Immortal's methods better than I do. You are already a useless person. You are lucky if he kills you and silences you. If he is angry, you will be ruined. His big deal is to deal with you the same way he dealt with the two elders, hum... You should have not forgotten how blind and mute they are."
The camel god then raised his head, looked at Wei Jing blankly, and asked: "My child...do you keep your word?"
"Think about it for yourself..." Wei Jing chuckled and said, "Did I punch you after you were captured? I changed your dressing, fed you food and water, and if we cooperated successfully, I hired someone for you. An old servant will serve you for the rest of his life. If you return to Elder Yuan, will he be so kind to serve you?"
The camel god closed his eyes and nodded.
Wei Jing patted the camel god on the shoulder, moved him onto a chair, adjusted his sitting position, followed him out of the room, came to the branch entrance, and ushered in the two Sky Eagle Alliance gang members.
"What are the orders from Gang Leader Yuan?" Camel God took the initiative to speak without waiting for Wei Jing's signal.
The two Sky Eagle Alliance gang members replied: "Leader Yuan has given an order to prepare for action after nightfall. As soon as dawn comes, the Quartet will attack from all directions, looting and killing along the way. In the afternoon, they will gather at Dayang Mansion and attack Guanshui Pavilion with all their strength. Gang I want you to go with the Sifanghui and follow closely beside Han Ye, the leader of the Sifanghui. When the green smoke rises from the Guanshui Pavilion, kill Han Ye's head with a knife. At that time, the ambush troops in the Guanshui Pavilion will come out, Qiwu Tower, Tingfengxuan, Lihuayuan and other ambush troops were dispatched, and they attacked from the inside, the middle, and the outside, killing the bandits in one go."
"I know." Camel God nodded.
The members of the Sky Eagle Alliance explained some trivial matters, most of which were Elder Yuan's reminders on how to induce the Sifanghui's speaking skills. The Camel God listened quietly. After the Sky Eagle Alliance finished explaining, they left under the escort of Wei Jing.
"Mr. Camel, you cooperated very well." When Wei Jing came back, he saw the Camel God paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, so he quickly helped him to bed. However, he saw that the Camel God's face was wet and he was actually crying, so he took the Bu wiped his face.
"Hehe... you want me to chop off Han Ye's head with a knife..." Camel God couldn't stop crying and murmured: "It used to be easy, but now... I can't even get off the chair and climb into bed, haha..."
"..." After Wei Jing heard what the Camel God said, he wiped his tears again and said calmly: "Don't complain. You have cut off many limbs in your life. You are no longer at a disadvantage."
Wei Jing stepped out of the Camel God's room, closed the door, gathered everyone, and announced Elder Yuan's actions tomorrow. At the same time, he took Aunt Zhang, Shui Bantian, Lao Xu, etc. to dig out Twelfth Street as planned. Tonight It was the fourth day after the street was closed that day. The bandits inside had no food, no water, no light, and no fresh air. They were probably almost exhausted.
Wei Jing explained some trivial matters to Chen Kuai and others who were responsible for guarding the fifth branch, and then headed to Twelfth Street with Lao Xu, Shui Bantian, Aunt Zhang and a group of local city hall goons.
The group of people walked for a long time and arrived at the intersection of Twelfth Street. Wei Jing looked at the blocked street intersection, his thoughts were mixed for a while, and he felt as if something was choking in his chest.
Shui Bantian couldn't wait to come to the pile of sandbags. He screamed, pulled out his rapier, slapped the sandbags and earthen wall, and shouted: "Quickly remove these things that are blocking the road, let me go and take a look, see which one is there." For those who are not dead yet, I will make up for the three swords..."
Shui Bantian, Lao Xu and other veteran bandit suppressors already hated the bandits. They listened to Lei Nan at Dayang Mansion about the evil deeds of the Quartet Society in burning, killing and looting in the south of Laihu City. They had long been filled with anger, and at this time they committed suicide. I have no sympathy for these guys at all.
"If you find anyone alive, kill them later, and use them to defeat the old man's trick." Wei Jing waved his hand, and several underground city hall helpers came forward, carrying away the sandbags one by one, knocking down the brick walls, Remove the partition board.
A foul stench emanated from the long dark passage.
Wei Jing and others all took a few steps back. Behind them, people from the underground city hall pushed carts one after another, all carrying pots of fresh smelly grass.
There were also a group of people holding several oil lamps and jars of lamp oil, filing in, adding lamp oil to the extinguished lamps and lighting them.
Everyone pushed forward slowly, and sure enough, we could see that the corridor had fallen into pieces, with corpses strewn all over the ground. After searching around, we also found many living people. Groups of underground city hall gang members poured in, collecting the dead and living bodies. who separate.
A rough estimate shows that among the more than a thousand Sifanghui bandits, more than 700 people died, and more than 300 people were dying. This was probably because the long road was wide and three days was not enough to suffocate them all. Those who died, Many of them were pushed and trampled to death in panic.
Wei Jing felt his heart agitated and felt dizzy. He held the wall and retched for a while, spitting out some acidic water.
Aunt Zhang patted Lao Xu and said, "Help Xiaowei... Master Shenwutang has gone out. Just let us come here. He is still a child after all."
Although Wei Jing told Lao Xu to wait here and call him "Brother Shenwu Hall", everyone was used to talking and often said things in a casual way. The underworld gangsters heard this and didn't pay much attention.
They still remembered that Wei Jing once said that Aunt Zhang and others were the masters assigned by the elders to come to the underground city hall to catch the moles. They were pretending to be members of the underground city hall, but their occasional slip-ups seemed real and natural.
Lao Xu helped Wei Jing out of Twelfth Street. Seeing his ugly face, he knew that although the plan to block the street was a great one, he was still very young and would inevitably feel depressed when he saw that he had killed so many people with one plan.
"You have also heard from the Lei Yuanwai what these guys did when they came to Hu Shinan. They deserved their death. If you hadn't messed up these days underground, if you had let them go to the ground, the suffering of the citizens would have been great. But These bandits are more than a hundred times worse." Lao Xu said as he led Wei Jing back to the fifth branch.
Wei Jing nodded and said, "Lao Xu, I understand."
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"Huh?" Chen Kuai shook the potion jar. The powder inside was gone. He rummaged through the small bag. The rest of the potion was also used up. He spread his hands and said, "The potion is gone."
"Are there any more here?" Zhang Sanlong leaned against the wall and turned around to see some small bottles and cans on the small cabinet. He opened them and saw that they were also powders, some of which had a pungent smell. He casually picked up one with a similar color. The small can was thrown to Chen Chuan.
Chen Kuai quickly took the small jar, opened the lid, and poured it one by one into the meat porridge in several large bowls on the wooden table. He stirred it casually, then took it out of the room and handed it over to an underground city hall. Well, he said: "Okay, take it and feed it. One bowl per person, no one can be left without it. If anyone doesn't want to eat, just tell me and I will feed him with my fists."
The gangster nodded, took the dinner plate with several large bowls, and came to the small room in the No. 5 branch where a group of bandit leaders from the Quartet Association were imprisoned. The eyes are ferocious.
As soon as they saw these guys coming, they started yelling and cursing, but they still had some drug effects on them. At this time, their tone was weak. The giant leader Han Ye said angrily: "You have tied us up for so many days, and you are beating us." What’s the idea? Is this what the Camel God meant? Or was it what Zhou Zhang of the Eagle Alliance meant that day?”
When the gangster heard the bandit leader calling the camel god by his name, he slapped Han Ye a few times, picked up a bowl, pinched Han Ye's nose, and fed him porridge. In the past few days, Wei Jing would send people to feed them meat porridge mixed with drugs every morning and evening to prevent them from escaping.
Several bandits were forced to drink meat porridge, which made them choke and cough repeatedly. After they finished eating the meat porridge, several people from the underground city crowded in, picked them up one by one, escorted them out of the small room, and took them to the toilet. Wei Jing was very considerate. Every morning, noon and evening, the underground city men would escort them to the toilet to relieve themselves, so as not to poop all over the small room.
The bandits were walking along the road with their heads lowered. Suddenly someone said something, and the other bandits also raised their heads and looked at each other, as if something strange had happened. The people in the underground city slapped their bodies with the hilts of their knives and scolded them: "What do you call them?" ghost!"
