The team was sparsely scattered on the road, like ants carrying food back to their anthill.
The vast mountain forest is covered with heavy snow. Before dawn, the forest tops seem to be covered with a layer of black gauze.
"Maozi, Maozi..."
Seven or eight people suddenly appeared in the jungle. The bandit named Ermao turned around and saw that they were all familiar brothers of the bandit.
These people left the village ten days ago and did not say hello to anyone before leaving. In this case, there is nothing to blame. After all, everyone is just for a bite of food, as long as they are not angry before leaving like Yu Qiuran.
Just burn down the granaries and get things done.
"Huzi, are you still alive?" Ermao was a little surprised.
"Oh, forget it, I don't know how I survived these days." Huzi sighed and noticed the sled pulled by the Ermao guys behind him: "What's on top of this?"
"The food is all brought back by the boss."
"So much grain!" Huzi stared at the sacks of rice piled up one after another with greedy eyes. He suddenly said: "Er Mao, I want to ask you something. Let me take away these grains. Brother, I
I haven’t eaten for several days.”
"How can this be done!" Er Mao said, "I told you not to leave, but you didn't listen to me. Now it's too late to say anything."
"Who the hell knew he could really get the grain back?" Huzi begged again: "Maozi, please let me take away the grain, even just one bag."
Er Mao's eyes flickered, and finally he shook his head firmly: "Huzi, go and beg the master to let you come back. The master is soft-hearted and will definitely forgive you."
"The boss, which one is the boss?"
"Master Cheng!"
"Oh, I left when the food was out. Now that the village has food, if I want to come back, how can he agree? Besides, I can't talk to him, so you should raise your hand and save my brother's life. With so much food,
Even if I move one or two bags, no one will know."
"Master Cheng brought this back. We all have to rely on it to survive this winter. I can't let you take away a grain of rice."
"If you live, we will starve to death! Okay, if you don't give it to me, I will take it myself!"
Huzi showed his knife, and he never put it down from the beginning.
Er Mao was horrified. The team was sparse. They had long been separated from the larger team. There was no one else around at the moment. And because they had to transport food, they did not carry weapons.
Hu Zi slashed at Er Mao's head with his knife. He stumbled to avoid it and tried to pounce on him, but how could he defeat the blades of these hungry men?
Er Mao and others could only watch helplessly as they pulled up the grain truck, but they were powerless to stop them. Thinking that Cheng Dalei had traveled thousands of miles to get the grain back, but when he was about to arrive at the door, he lost the grain. How could everyone have the face to see it?
Cheng Dalei.
Whoosh!
An arrow came out of thin air and penetrated a man's vest. He was stunned and turned his head to look, only to see Cheng Dalei and Zhao Zilong running towards him from the front.
"Why are you standing there, you will kill whoever robs you!"
Cheng Dalei yelled at Ermao and the others, and rushed over with an ax in his hand. Zhao Zilong, Zhang Fei and the others followed him.
Huzi and the others had grabbed the food, and before they could even rejoice, Cheng Dalei and the others rushed over. Huzi and the others had been hungry for who knows how long, and they didn't have much energy at all at the moment. When they saw Cheng Dalei, they felt timid.
, the legs become weak.
"Kill them, and don't let anyone go!"
Cheng Dalei swung his ax and chopped down the person in front of him. They were just like wolves entering a flock of sheep, and all the tigers they killed fled.
Toot, received fear value 881
Toot, received 666 of fear
beep,……
Cheng Dalei's heart moved. His fear level was almost 100,000. After killing Huerle, Cheng Dalei's fear level had been rising. When encountering pirates at sea, it increased again. Now it is approaching 100,000. When it reaches 100,000
Then you can do a 11-stroke draw yourself.
Huzi was so frightened that he couldn't choose his way out, and fell into the snow cave. When he turned around, he saw Cheng Dalei approaching him with an axe.
"Master Cheng, I was wrong. Please spare my life. I never dare to do it again."
"Spare you the paralysis!"
After harvesting another wave of fear points, Cheng Dalei swung his ax fiercely.
"Hu Zi..." Er Mao subconsciously shouted, but still couldn't stop Cheng Dalei from swinging his axe.
Cheng Dalei and others picked up their weapons and threw them all on the sleigh.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Come on, you guys are the slowest."
Cheng Dalei really wanted to get everyone together, but the physical strength of these people varied, and their speed varied.
Once you are out of touch with the army and walking in the wilderness carrying food, you feel like a naked beauty walking in a bandit's den.
Cheng Dalei and others shuttled back and forth in the team, trying hard to herd everyone together. Finally, after a lot of effort, they finally managed to transport the food back to the village safely.
The granary is piled with grain, and everyone has seen what it is like today. Everyone is panting from exhaustion, but at this moment, these people seem not to know how tired they are, and want to touch the mountains of grain.
There was a strange kind of excitement.
"Okay, okay." Cheng Dalei yelled: "It's still over, no one is allowed to touch it, now... let's cook."
These people couldn't remember how long it had been since they had a full meal. Cheng Dalei gave an order and everyone got busy. They buried pots and cooked rice on Toad Ridge. It didn't take long for the aroma of rice to spread.
Bursts of laughter came from the mountain. These people had been hungry for a long time. Even though they had a lot of food, they did not dare to waste it at all. Even a grain of rice that fell on the ground was picked up and put into the pot.
Only those who have been hungry know better how to cherish food.
Looking at this scene, Cheng Dalei suddenly received a system prompt.
Du, you righteous young man, congratulations on completing the mission, the reward...
"Master Cheng Village..."
At this time, Gao Feihu, Xiaobailang, Xiong Daxiong and others invited the bandit leader from Niushan to come to Cheng Dalei. Before he could say anything, they all knelt down at the same time.
"What are you doing?"
"Master Cheng Village, we have discussed this." Gao Feihu said: "From now on, the entire Qingniu Mountain should regard Master Cheng as the leader."
"Well, I understand, get up." Cheng Dalei said.
Alas!
How come things are different from what I thought? In fact, more than fifty copycats discussed this matter and finally overcame their psychological barriers. But looking at Cheng Dalei's expression, it seemed that he didn't take this matter seriously at all.
"Currently, every one of the brothers in Qingniu Mountain has been saved by Mr. Cheng. What we mean is that from today on, everyone will follow Mr. Cheng."
"You...do you want to all join Toad Village?" Cheng Dalei frowned.