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Chapter 874 The Beggar at the Bison Shop

Ke Muzhi looked unhappy and drank one mouthful after another. The high degree of Handi wine made him a little dizzy, so Jinbo quickly snatched the wine glass from his hand: "You can't drink anymore. If you drink any more, you'll get drunk!"

Ke Muzhi chuckled: "It's better to be drunk. When you are drunk, you can forget everything. You will never have so many troubles! When my father died, I vowed to avenge him. It has been ten years, ten years.

I am not struggling for my life every moment, and I am about to realize it. I am so happy, do you know how happy I am?"

Ji Zhenbo was a tall man, holding the wine glass with one hand. No matter how hard Ke Muzhi tried to snatch it, he couldn't take it away from him. He bit off a piece of his head and said, "You have to be careful, Su Ren is like this kid."

Just like the fox on the grassland, since he dares to bet with you, I think he might have a way!"

"Huh! His method is useless this time. This is not a grassland. I, Ke Muzhi, am not the leader of those who only care for myself. As long as he dares to leave the town, I must catch him. I will kill him myself to honor my father!"

Xing Zhenbo frowned slightly: "We do have a lot of people, but don't forget that these people belong to different bandits. Once Su Ren defeats them one by one, we may not be Su Ren's opponents. I heard that he relies on

These people in his hands stirred up huge waves in the Western Regions and forced the Huns to agree to build a city in Yumen. Now that Yumen City has been built, the Han can control Ganliang Road as long as he sends a small number of soldiers and horses to garrison them.

, even if we return to Qiang land, we will never have a peaceful life!"

Ke Muzhi burped: "So I want to kill him, not only for my father, but also for us Qiang people!"

"What if he doesn't leave the town? Did you promise him that you wouldn't go into the town to do anything?"

Ke Muzhi chuckled: "As long as I can catch Su Ren, I don't care about God's punishment on me!"

Anyone who saw the tension in the bison shop knew that nothing good would happen, so both merchants and pedestrians left as quickly as possible. They did not want to get involved in this fight, not for anything else but for their own business.

A life of hard work. In addition to merchants, beggars also run very fast. As the largest group of people with the largest number of buffalo shops, their lifestyle is very simple and they will do anything for a bite to eat.

Compared with merchants, beggars have much more means to resist such uncontrollable factors. Some of them will immediately run over to express their admiration and loyalty the moment the bandit army comes. Those who are lucky enough to be recruited by the bandits become new members.

Bandits. The unlucky ones will also be allowed to leave. In short, no big shot will feel sorry for these beggars and wish they could all leave the Buffalo Shop. When everything is over, the Buffalo Shop will return to its previous clean and tidy situation.

Two beggars were dragged behind the back of Zha Zhenbo's war horse. The two men were as skinny as wood and had hair like chicken coops. From their appearance, it was impossible to tell which group they belonged to. All I knew was that they were definitely not from the Western Regions.

After kicking the two beggars into the tent one by one, Ke Muzhi was studying the terrain of the buffalo pavilion, trying to find the most likely escape route for Su Ren and making complete preparations for his micro-step plan: "What? Are you related to these beggars?

What are you sorry about?"

"Kneel down!" Zhen Zhenbo roared angrily, and kicked the two of them over again: "These two guys were sneaking around at the gate of the camp. They were caught and interrogated. Maybe it was Su Ren who patted us to find out what we were.

of."

Among them, the taller beggar quickly kowtowed: "We are not spies, we are sincerely surrendering to the leader! Please, please subordinate us? We can do any kind of work, we just want a mouthful of food."

Ke Muzhi waved his hand: "Push him out and kill him. No matter if he is Su Ren's spy or not, he will be nothing if he dies!"

Zhen Zhenbo chuckled: "Yes, I'll do it right away!"

"Please, we are really not spies, we are really not..." Amidst a series of roars, the two beggars were dragged down by a few thieves.

In a short time, two bloody human heads were delivered to Ke Muzhi and Le Zhenbo. Le Zhenbo also glanced at it, while Ke Muzhi's eyes never left the map in front of him: "Look, this bison shop only has two front and two heads.

As long as we block these two exits, he will have no hope of escaping."

Ze Zhenbo nodded repeatedly: "That's fine, you can lead our own troops and stay here, and I'll take them to the back!"

Ke Muzhi nodded: "That's fine, be careful!"

When Zhenzhenbo left the tent, the two headless corpses were still shaking on the ground. The Kemuzhi personal guard sent by Zhenzhenbo said: "You did a good job. If you encounter this kind of thing again, catch it and chop it up."

That is, we Qiang warriors will never take in such a guy who only eats but does not work."

"No! I understand!"

Seeing Ren Zhenbo leave the camp, the guard leader immediately ordered his soldiers to clean up the corpses and blood stains on the ground. There were only two corpses, so naturally there were only two pools of blood stains. The ground was covered with soft clay, so it didn't take much effort to clean it up.

.Soon, the area that was originally soaked in blood turned into an earthy color similar to the surrounding area, except that the soil here was slightly darker.

The group of people ruled by Jie Zhenbo is a real rabble. More than thirty bandits are mixed together. They will fight endlessly no matter what the issue is, and sometimes they will even beat their heads to blood. However, it can still be seen in this.

With some tricks, the bandits with a small number will never bully the bandit leaders who have many people standing behind them, and the bandit leaders with a large number are too lazy to deal with these wild dog-like guys. Only those bandits with a similar number are the main camp.

the most unstable factor.

Jing Zhenbo ignored the noisy bandits, picked up the wine bottle in front of him and drank heavily. The heat rising from his Dantian after three or five glasses of wine made him feel comfortable all over. This is Hanjiu.

After Ren brought the wine, Zhen Zhenbo fell in love with it. Whenever he wanted to drink, he would only drink Chinese wine. He originally liked the mare's kumiss but now he doesn't even look at it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Let us go ahead and wait until all my men are gone. You just pick up what's available, right?" Song Gang, the bandit leader of Qingfeng Mountain, was originally a soldier, but his whole family was punished for being a deserter.

Zhan had no choice but to choose a bandit. This guy was quite capable. He once killed a wolf with his bare hands. This was the main reason why he could wait for the master of Qingfeng Village.

Ma Qier from Baima Stream pouted his big mouth and stretched out his horse face: "Don't get the advantage of being a good boy with the surname Song. You are the first to take half of the things. You can go with me or not! This is what the big leader wants.

There are a lot of people you don’t want to go to!”

Song Gang curled his lips: "Well, the opportunity is given to you! Don't think that the beggars you have gathered recently are the most powerful. What else can those beggars do besides eating? We are bandits and we do life-threatening work."

What Ma Qier is most proud of is that he has gathered the most beggars. Because his station is closest to the buffalo shop, most of the beggars who run out of the town will pass by his camp, deceiving them and using both soft and hard tactics.

, since he started to block the Bison Shop, he had already added a hundred or ten people to his ranks, and he seemed to have stood out from their class, and now he was sitting closer to Je Zhenbo than Song Gang.

"Hehehe, that's because I have the ability. What's wrong? If you don't like it, just come over!"

Song Gang was furious and stood up: "What? Are you afraid of me?"

"Okay then, just go out and line up for a fight!"

Zhen Zhenbo remained silent. At this time, he slapped a palm on the small table, and the hard willow wooden table was sent out with a slap mark: "There is absolutely no possibility of changing the matter decided by the big leader. We are responsible for guarding the west side of the bison shop. If

Letting go of a Han and those Han followers will definitely let you know what life is worse than death!"

Song Gang and Ma Qier immediately stopped talking and sat back in their seats with disgrace. Zhen Zhenbo glanced around: "The big leader said that as long as those who participate in this time will be rewarded based on their merits, the big leader only wants Su Ren

, As for the rest, you allocate it yourself, you don’t need me to teach you this, right? Drink now, eat and drink enough, and attack the Bison Shop early tomorrow morning!"

I'm afraid the only ones who haven't escaped from the Bison Shop are Su Ren and the shopkeeper of Ma's Restaurant. Su Ren didn't leave, and the shopkeeper didn't leave either. He didn't even ask. Every day, he had delicious food and drinks.

There was wine for every meal and meat for every meal. In addition to the need to be on guard every day, the guards were really reluctant to leave here. He didn’t know when Ke Muzhi would take action. Wang Hui was always worried. He would go up to the roof to report outside the town every day if nothing happened.

Look, I not only hope to see the mighty bandits coming, but also worry that the bandits will actually come. It can be said that he is the most worried person in the buffalo shop.

Having been trapped in the Bison Shop for two days, Su Ren went out early in the morning and saw Wang Hui standing on the roof. He put on his clothes and climbed up the ladder along the roof: "Wang Yushi, did you see anything?"

Wang Hui did not look back: "There is something really different. Look over there. Those people seem to be very busy. It seems that they are planning to take action at night! Can General Su be ready?"

Su Ren shook his head: "There's no need to be so early. Their attack time is early tomorrow morning, so we can still have a day off today."

"How do you know tomorrow morning? We don't have much time, so it's better to prepare as soon as possible!"

Su Ren chuckled and said: "Don't worry, just watch. Only when we see clearly can we find the direction of breakthrough. Otherwise, how will we escape?"

"Where are we going to escape? Has General Su been prepared?"

There was only one person on the street, an old beggar. He was still sitting in the same place, dragging a broken bowl in his hand. The clothes on his body were all in strips. There was no movement on his face, and his eyes were dull and dull.

It showed that he no longer cared about life and death, or that death was a kind of relief for him. Suddenly, Huo Jin brought Huo Qubing and Shi Bao to the beggar, grabbed the old beggar without saying anything and went into the alley next to him.

Wang Hui happened to see this scene and shouted quickly. Unfortunately, none of the three boys paid attention and disappeared into the alley with the old beggar. Su Ren grabbed Wang Hui who was about to go to bed: "Wang Yushi, please be patient, can you?"

It’s all the old beggar’s fault for escaping!” (To be continued)

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