Chapter 29 The Darkest Moment of Miss Su
The mountain wind whistled, the wild grass and forest shook endlessly, and unknown flying seeds of flowers and plants brushed against the pale faces of the dense crowd of police officers in the sun, and floated into the distance. .
Thousands of police officers fell into deathly silence in an instant!
My heart is tense, my body is sweating and shaking uncontrollably.
This is their personal experience.
The rows and rows of extremely cruel criminal laws on the wooden board would be unbearable to watch even if they were used on thieves. How about the delicate Miss Su?
"God damn the impatience of Mr. Jinyi and the iron-faced judge of Chunshan, you and I are irreconcilable, hateful!"
A young policeman who admired Miss Su extremely, Urgent fire attacks the heart, coupled with physical fatigue, one falls on one's back and faints.
The other detectives clenched their fists and sabers. If they weren't afraid, they would have rushed forward and killed the thief with their own hands.
“Xin Da is in charge!”
Chen Jing suppressed his anger, took two steps forward, clasped his fists and saluted, trying hard to maintain a calm tone: "Last night you said that this morning you offered a price for Miss Su's release. Why did you list so many vicious punishments? This is human nature." What do you want to do? "
"These criminal laws are the way to exchange the price."
Xin Zhuo glanced at the police officers and said with a serious face. : "We, the heroes of Fulong Village, have a pure and kind nature and have never done anything evil. Even if we captured Miss Su, we would treat her with courtesy. However, we are under great pressure while waiting for the army of policemen to attack the border.
Miss Su It will definitely be released, but I don’t think it should be too hasty. It must be done step by step. Do you see that these 18 types of torture are very reasonable?”
You are so innocent that you will be punished by heaven and earth.
All the arrests and arrests only felt that the anger in their hearts was getting stronger.
We have seen many rough and murderous bandits, but such shameless ones are rare.
"So?" Chen Jing selectively ignored the board and asked with a frown. He didn't quite understand what Xin Zhuo meant.
Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves and looked like a profiteer: "So, whether these tortures are implemented or not depends on your performance. You can first choose someone to go up the mountain to negotiate the price with me. Once the negotiation is settled, I Just cross out one of the tortures and then try again. Send a person up the mountain to talk to me. Once we have agreed, we will delete one sentence until all the tortures are deleted. At that time, we will naturally let Miss Su go down the mountain.
It is reasonable, right? The premise is that you are a master of martial arts and a good grade. Forget it.
In addition, don't think about conspiracy, otherwise you will just wait to collect the body for Miss Su. ”
Chen Jing, Yuan Moer and the other catchers looked at each other. Although they didn’t know the specific plans of the little thief Xin Zhuo, they coincided with everyone else’s strategy. They didn’t even need to persuade the other party. Then you can go to the peak.
Who goes first?
Xin Zhuo turned back to the village with his hands behind his back.
Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi and Jiulang were left behind to guard, while Cui Yinger chased after him. .
"Master, I don't understand what you mean."
Cui Ying'er frowned and said: "You listed so many tortures and asked them to come up to talk one by one, are you trying to delay time, or are you asking for high prices?"< br>
In her opinion, this is of no use. If the delay continues, masters will gather in Fucheng, and Fulong Village will have no room for maneuver.
"Not only is it delaying, but it is also asking for high prices. The more experts there are, the better."
Xin Zhuo walked into the village first, his long back looking so confident and free in the sun.
What's the big boss's idea? Is it a broken idea or a clever idea?
Cui Ying'er's heart was in a mess, and she even felt that she should run away if she really couldn't do it? This method of pulling out teeth from a tiger's mouth was something that even the old master would not dare to do during his lifetime.
The sun shines in the bandit compound, and the mountain breeze is blocked by the surrounding thatched houses. The temperature is moderate and warm.
Su Miaojin was washing clothes in the courtyard. Her waist-length black hair was pulled into a simple upturned bun, pinned with a jade hairpin. Her pretty face was covered with makeup. She was sitting on a bamboo stool, her slim figure slightly slender. Bow, revealing a slender white neck, and a pair of green hands that were a little red from scrubbing too hard.
It’s just that the movements are very clumsy and clumsy. Every time I scrub, it feels like I have put in a lot of effort.
This was the first time in her life that she had to do laundry. In the past, it was something that a maid had to do at home.
“Pa!”
A set of washed linen robes was thrown aside by her, and she stretched out her index finger to poke a hole.
Looking at the size of this set of clothes, they should belong to that little thief Xin Zhuo. This is her last act of stubbornness and unyielding. Then she saw a pair of cloth shoes with rotten toes appearing in front of her.
Without looking up, she knew who was back. She recognized this pair of handmade shoes that were sold for only two copper coins.
Very angry.
So, almost uncontrollably, she beat the clothes in the basin hard, and the water splashed all over the little thief's pants.
“The posture is wrong.” Xin Zhuo said warmly without caring about the wet trouser legs.
Su Miaojin remained silent, but the rhythm of scrubbing slowed down a bit, and the corner of her eye turned slightly to her legs. Is there any skill in such a rough job as washing clothes?
"Washing clothes is like being a human being. You must first maintain your posture. The eldest lady is the eldest lady, and the prisoner is a prisoner. Well, you'd better not tilt your body, sit vertically, stretch out your hands, and look straight. In addition, try to use your hands as hard as possible. , don’t move your waist along with it, otherwise you will be very tired.”
Xin Zhuo is a good teacher and is really tired. Su Miaojin, who had the intention to try according to her own words, couldn't help but feel happy, "Hey, that's right, come on, I'm optimistic about you. You will be an outstanding laundry master in the future and you can find a good job."
" "Pfft——"
Han Qiniang, who was watching with wide eyes, couldn't help but laugh out loud, her peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons.
Cui Ying'er also couldn't help laughing.
Su Miaojin paused for a moment, couldn't help but became angry, and rubbed hard.
Xin Zhuo turned around and returned to the room. He glanced at the two neatly folded quilts in the corner, shook his head, and called out "Wang Yue Well".
The realms of Cui Ying'er's five bandit subordinates in the well have remained unchanged, but their moves have undergone some changes.
For example, Cui Ying'er's [ordinary serial mandarin duck sword technique] has become [entry-level serial mandarin duck sword technique].
Other bandits have basically mastered all their moves.
"Entry" should belong to the level of entering a room.
In fact, according to their basic characteristics, it is still difficult to reach this point in less than a month. This is due to the effect of "Wangyue Well Water".
He looked at the well surface, which was not very wide. The policemen at the foot of the mountain should be sending people up the mountain to negotiate soon. I am afraid that there will be many more sacrifices in the next few days.
That's right, he plans to use Mochizuki's three functions of apology, loyalty and debt to negotiate with the agents, create sacrifices to the spirits, share their force, and increase their strength.
The first two must be difficult, but debt...
With Su Miaojin's threat, are you still afraid that they won't owe you their debt?
I wonder if fifteen places are enough?
The sun rose unknowingly. Su Miaojin finally came back from washing the clothes. She entered the house and looked at the quilt first. She seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to lie down in broad daylight, and she didn't know what to do. She couldn't help but stand there. in a daze.
Xin Zhuo pointed to the stool aside: "Sit!"
Su Miaojin glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and said nothing. If she sat down according to his words, wouldn't she have bowed her head to the bandit?
It is impossible to sit down, I would rather stand.
"Sergeant at the foot of the peak, someone is coming to negotiate soon. They will save you and you will be a spectator." Xin Zhuo said.
"Okay!"
Su Miaojin's heart moved, and she sat on the bamboo stool obediently, sitting gracefully, with her wide sleeves on her knees, without squinting.
"Canglang..."
At this time, Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang in the courtyard outside suddenly pulled out their knives.
I saw a figure with a purple official's office, a soft-legged headdress, and a long knife hanging on his waist walking slowly from a distance.
(End of this chapter)