Chapter 308: Pretending to be a ghost is not a hero
Chapter 308 Pretending to be a ghost is not a hero
For a while, sneering laughter sounded one after another.
Some people recognized each other's identities and exposed each other's shortcomings, and some thought it was meaningful to take the other side's handle. Of course, more people pointed the finger at Wei Jiang.
"No wonder just now this can't be done, and that can't be done. So this kid is a relative of you!"
"What relatives are not relatives, have you forgotten our oath of allegiance to His Excellency the Duke!"
"If you want to save this kid, you are blatantly going against us..."
Wei Jiang looked at Qu Zhengyang who looked like a little chicken with disgust, and quickly cleared the relationship: "I don't know him."
He is also a little regretful now that he has softened his heart for a while.
Qu Zhengyang's face was unbelievable.
Seeing that the infighting here is getting more and more fierce, the little man in the middle scolded: "Shut up for me!"
"Don't you remember the purpose of our trip to the mountain!"
"Or else, you all forgot Huo Jipeng's lessons!"
The crowd fell silent all of a sudden.
It's just that there are still a few people with a little reluctance on their faces, most of them have their masks removed, and now they have closed their mouths, but because of the majesty of the little man, they dare not complain anymore.
"Then this kid..." Someone pointed at Qu Zhengyang.
"Whatever." Wei Jiang broke the jar.
The little man pulled his face down completely, and a cold light flashed in his palm: "Humph!"
Qu Zhengyang shook his whole body into a sieve, and sighed inwardly that my life was over.
Just at this critical moment.
A small stone flew from somewhere and hit the acupuncture point on his wrist. The little man's hand went numb, and the guy in his hand fell to the ground.
"who is it!"
He clutched his wrist and immediately became alert.
The rest of the people are the same.
Qu Zhengyang opened his eyes again, opened his mouth, and was a little puzzled.
Could it be that Qin Zuo has not left?
He was moved, and at the same time he broke into a cold sweat for them: These people are obviously not easy to deal with.
Looking at his uncle again, Qu Zhengyang felt heartbroken, how good his uncle is, why can't he think of getting involved with these bad guys?
If he can get out of trouble now, he must also kill his relatives righteously!
at this time.
Several stones shot out of the jungle one after another, and the hit rate was about 50%. Some people were hit on the body, and some people were unlucky.
Don't guess, this is a simple mechanism that Bai Yuxue and Qin Zuo have arranged around in advance, in order to confuse the public and wait for an opportunity.
It was also thanks to Qu Zhengyang that he recognized his uncle just now, and followed those people to quarrel with each other to give them a little time to prepare.
The mechanism is rough, and the lethality is almost zero. It can only be considered that they are lucky if they can defeat a few people.
The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, so the small group naturally dare not act rashly.
Just looking at this posture, I don't know how many people are hiding in the surrounding woods.
Thinking of this, the little man didn't care about the pain in his wrist, he grabbed Qu Zhengyang as a hostage, his face darkened: "What kind of hero is pretending to be a ghost!"
Qu Zhengyang couldn't hold back, he snorted.
I wondered how you, a villain, would be so embarrassed to shout like this.
"Ah, sorry sorry..."
The little man turned to Qu Zhengyang with his eagle eyes, and rolled his eyes: "You already knew?"
"Know what?" Qu Zhengyang was at a loss.
The little man sneered: "Good boy, it turns out that all this way is to pretend to be foolish to lure us into the trap!"
"Tell you, don't think you can be rescued if you have reinforcements, I might kill those people in your woods in time to save you!"
paused and then said: "If you know each other, tell us how many people there are outside and what they are for!"
said, the strength in his hand tightened mercilessly.
(end of this chapter)