In the spacious courtyard room, Jiang Dali had five kilograms of cooked beef cut into pieces and drank happily with a roast knife.
The aroma of wine overflowed in the room, causing the two slovenly-bearded bandits standing at the door to wiggle their noses, roll their Adam's apples, and swallow wildly.
"ha!"
Jiang Dali burped and felt almost half drunk, so he ate two more bites of beef to go with the wine.
Drinking is not an easy thing, and drinking too much without getting drunk is even more difficult.
Drink and drink to get in shape.
Jiang Dali's physique is naturally excellent, so he also has a good drinking capacity.
However, he also knew that his current drinking capacity was still far from the standard for completing that task in the future.
The hero's drinking capacity was said to be that he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and he would drink from pot to pot.
If you want to win the attention of that heroic man, you must first have an extraordinary ability to drink.
Thinking about it, Jiang Dali's eyes suddenly lit up, and he finally saw a new post about Heifeng Village that appeared on the Jianghu forum.
"Brothers and heroes, are there any of you who were born near Mengyin County in Huizhou City? Come and save these brothers. We were captured by a group of NPC bandits and imprisoned in a mountain stronghold. Now we can't even commit suicide.
If we do, what should we do?”
Jiang Dali took a look at the name of the person who posted it - Zhongyuan Miaorenyan.
"Huh? I didn't expect that among the group of players caught this time, there was actually a good player."
Jiang Dali was somewhat familiar with this strange name.
In the previous life, this man from the Central Plains, Miao Renfeng, actually worshiped the golden-faced Buddha Miao Renfeng as his teacher, learned the human-level martial arts "Miao Family Sword Technique", and was famous for a period of time.
However, it is a pity that this person became arrogant when he got his ambition, and he did not want to make progress. After a period of fame, it is said that he was hunted down by his enemies and disappeared.
When Jiang Dali's thoughts changed, there were already many players responding to Zhongyuan Miaoren's seam's post.
Some players who were born in other urban areas came to reply and watch the fun.
Some people expressed doubts, and other players who were imprisoned by Jiang Dali immediately responded with confirmation, which dispelled many people's doubts, but also aroused more people's curiosity and gloating.
"Hahaha, you are so lucky. The boss of Heifeng Village captured you and brought you back to the village. This is a great opportunity. None of us have ever encountered this before."
"Be a good person upstairs and don't get too happy too early. This shows that this world of rivers and lakes is much more dangerous than we imagined. Even ordinary bandits know how to go to the resurrection point of the City God's Temple to catch us.
Doesn’t this mean that if we offend any powerful NPC in the future, and if we are blocked in the City God’s Temple and killed repeatedly, then we don’t have to play anymore.”
"That's right, that's right. Upon hearing this, it's obvious that Heifeng Village is just a small force in the novice village in the early stage. It actually knows how to guard the City God's Temple. If we provoke the big sect in the future, it will not be a dead end."
The players were chattering among themselves, some found it interesting, while others found it worrying.
They were all professional players who entered the closed beta test. Many people smelled a dangerous message from this message, but some were surprised.
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Huashan.
In a small courtyard at Beifeng Xiaofeng.
An imposing man wearing a white military uniform was looking intently at the posts on the Jianghu forum, looking surprised and lost in thought.
"The indigenous NPCs in this world actually know how to besiege the City God's Temple? This is quite interesting. It is completely a situation that we have not explored before.
It seems that there are still a lot of secrets to be discovered in this world, but in this special case, I don’t know if it is a misunderstanding or an accident, or if the problem lies with this Black Wind Stronghold."
Thinking.
The man turned around and walked into the house, studied ink and wrote a letter, writing - "Vice Hall Master Fengying is here well. I don't know if he can successfully join the Lingjiu Palace? Ling Yun got the news now, Huizhou Huicheng is in trouble."
The bandits in Heifeng Village in Yin County actually know the secret of the City God Temple, and the hall master may have paid attention to it."
Pu Chi Pu Chi——
The white dove flew away and soon disappeared into the sky.
...
Jiang Dali looked at the Jianghu forum and saw that more and more players were paying attention to the post. He learned about the Black Wind Village in Mengyin County, Huicheng, Huizhou, and secretly thought that its reputation had been established.
If the official experts saw this news, they would definitely notice his Black Wind Village.
Maybe some experts will come to test and check the situation.
By then, it will be time for him to harvest a bunch of leeks in advance.
Jiang Dali could not say that he disliked and was hostile to all the strong men trained by the government.
It's just that our positions are different and we must fight with each other.
In order to survive, in order to prevent the government from completely controlling the world, we must do our best to suppress it in the early stage, otherwise we may not be able to suppress it in the future.
This is mainly because many of the official strong players have entered this world of martial arts long before the closed beta players.
Even Jiang Dali didn't know who was the first official strongman to enter the world of Jianghu and when he entered.
But for some powerful official figures he was familiar with in his previous life, he still knew who they were.
There is no longer anything noteworthy on the forum.
Jiang Dali stopped paying attention.
At present, he has seen a lot of people with familiar names on the forum, and he can't wait to pull out some of the excellent leeks and plant them in the village immediately.
But now, it seems that the only one within his sphere of influence is Zhongyuan Miaorenzai.
Other professional players may not be bad either, but the world is full of troubles.
The so-called not bad was just the potential of a second- or third-rate master in the future, and Jiang Dali didn't pay much attention to it.
Seeing that the moon was at its zenith at this time, it was getting late.
The group of captured players should all be in a state of panic. The beatings are almost enough.
Jiang Dali immediately walked out of the yard and went straight to the dark cell of the village.
...
The dark cell was damp and full of all kinds of stinky smells, with rats scurrying around. It didn't look like a place for humans.
After a group of players were imprisoned in a dark prison, many of them were tied up with their faces pressed against the damp ground filled with rotten water. They were so disgusted that they almost vomited.
However, their mouths were sealed with cloth strips, so they could not spit out or speak. They were all miserable and desperate.
This is not playing a game, this is simply a game playing with people.
Many players have gone offline directly, not wanting to experience this disgusting torture.
But there are also a few players who have not escaped yet. Instead, they have been waiting for opportunities, observing their surroundings, hoping to wait for a turning point.
As professional players, some of them also have a keen sense of smell.
I feel that since the bandits didn't kill them, and didn't even want them to commit suicide, but just captured them and imprisoned them in the village, there must be a reason.
Then as long as this reason appears, it may be a turning point.
therefore.
When they heard the voices of some bandits calling "big master" respectfully from the passage of the black cell, the few players who were standing guard all became energetic and their eyes brightened.
"Come here, drag Hu Ling out and prepare for torture."
After Jiang Dali entered the dark cell, he just glanced at the players and ignored them. He sat down on the Grand Master's chair, patted the table and gave orders.
The two bandits agreed and immediately went to drag Hu Ling away.
The players were all anxious and secretly looking at Jiang Dali curiously.
In their eyes, although the big boss of the copycat was wearing a very ordinary tiger skin shirt, the strong muscles bulging under the clothes were full of hardness, bravery, and domineering feeling, as if his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of power.
Even if he was sitting quietly, the intimidating aura exuded from his body was as fierce as a tiger, which made people dare not ignore it. They all started to murmur in their hearts, which discouraged some Xiao Jiujiu.
At this moment, the bandits had already tied up Hu Ling, who was seriously injured, and dragged him out to hold him up.
"Hehehe, the boss of my family will ask you later. If you, an old boy, don't answer honestly, I will let you try what Malatang is!"
One of the bandits patted Hu Ling's face, grinned ferociously and began to heat the soldering iron.
Hu Ling's face and muscles twitched, and he looked at Jiang Dali fiercely with trepidation, "Evil thief, your good days are over. If you dare to torture and kill me, your entire village will be buried with you! Just wait."
!”
"Um?"
Jiang Dali glanced at the bandit boy beside him and moved his fingers slightly.
The gangster brother was very clever. He rushed up and slapped a few big mouths, beating Hu Ling until his face was red. He yelled, "Old boy, be polite. Our boss is a decent man. He is covered in charlatans."
How dare you scare me? If you talk less nonsense, you will suffer less!"
"I tui!"
A mouthful of bloody phlegm suddenly spat out from Hu Ling's mouth. He glared at Jiang Dali with disheveled hair and smiled ferociously, "Hey, hey, hey, the boss of the Black Wind Village? You probably don't know what powerful person you have offended? Do you think you have the strength of your inner Qi realm?
, can you run wild in the world?
Ridiculous, a frog in a well!
I was instructed by that person to test you. Compared to him, I am just a little guy.
If you let me go now and talk to me politely, I can help you avoid danger.
Otherwise, just wait to die!"
"oh?"
Jiang Dali's eyes were slightly cold, his brows slightly raised, he stood up and walked to Hu Ling.
The two bandits immediately cleverly picked up Hu Ling.
Hu Ling's eyes were stern, "Hahaha, are you afraid? Just be afraid. Just be afraid...ahhh!!!"
Piercing screams erupted in the cell, scaring a group of players into thinking.
"laugh!"
Jiang Dali clamped the red-hot iron on Hu Ling's body with iron tongs, and the smoke was emitting, as if he was grilling meat.
"Ahhhh——"
Hu Ling was in so much pain that he kept struggling and screaming in pain, with mucus and tears flowing from his nose.
Jiang Dali said calmly, "Are you afraid? That's right. Give you another chance and tell me, did Du Dajin send you here?"
Hu Lingzheng grimaced in pain. Hearing this, he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body. He stared at Jiang Dali in disbelief.
"You...how do you know? Since you know, you still dare to do this to me?"
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(My child is one year old today, and I have been busy organizing wine for a while, so the update is a little late. In addition, there are too few fans of the work now, and I don’t know if you will like it. If you like it, please become a fan. Thank you.)