After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 113 Take a prisoner back

  With the support of officers and soldiers, He Lingchuan felt relaxed when facing the fat man before, but now he felt something was wrong. Towns are different from small villages. Rich gentry will set up rural protection groups and self-training groups at their own expense, especially in troubled times. Such armed forces are more necessary. This group of gangsters can even take down the town, at least they must have an advantage in numbers.

   Fat people who lie about one thing can lie about everything.

  He Lingchuan stuffed the bread back into his mouth, opened his front, and made a cross on his heart with a dagger.

  Blood flowed out at once, very fast.

   The fat man let out a cry of pain, but the bread blocked most of his voice. Muscles twisted in his face, and there was a rattle in his throat.

   Then, He Lingchuan handed the dagger to Mrs. Zhu, guiding her to press the tip of the blade into the cross: "Hold it firmly. If he advances an inch further, he will surely die."

   Zhu Shi hesitated for a moment, and hugged the dagger with both hands.

   "When you shout, she will stab your heart; if you answer indiscriminately, she will also stab your heart." He Lingchuan patted the fat man on the shoulder, "She hates you to the bone, so you'd better not try it. Do you understand?"

   The fat man nodded carefully.

   "Let's play a game called time scrambling." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "If you answer all the questions before the blood runs out, I can stop the bleeding for you and spare you. How about it?"

   The speed of the fat man's nodding increased a lot.

  He Lingchuan also nodded in satisfaction.

  Just a few months ago, he couldn't do such a cruel thing. However, after several life-and-death struggles, he finally understood a truth:

  To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, especially if the other party is willing to harm others.

  He took away the dough and asked again: "In which town do you still have people?"

   "Chito...town."

   "How many people are there?" He Lingchuan was displeased, "Can't you be more self-conscious, you have to be like a marionette, and I ask you to answer?"

   The fat man said with difficulty: "The town was brought down the day before yesterday, and there are still two hundred people."

   There are four or five hundred people in this group of gangsters? "General bandits don't have this scale, where do you come from?"

   "Hongchuan!" Fatty replied, "Our hometown is flooded, and we can't get any money there, so we want to change places."

   "Change here?" He Lingchuan asked Zhu, "Is this place very rich? What's the population?"

  Mr. Zhu shook his head: "There is not enough land, and there are few people."

   The fat man hurriedly said: "We are just passing by, Boss Lu still wants to go south!"

   Passing-by bandits kill people hard, because they only do one transaction.

   While talking, there was a commotion outside.

  He Lingchuan said to a guard: "Go out and have a look."

  The guard went outside and walked around, and soon returned to report: "Suddenly there was a fish tide in the lake and rushed to the shore. Now the ground is full of jumping live fish."

   "Fish?" He Lingchuan never expected this answer. But at this moment, there were hurried footsteps outside again, and the creaking of stones and muddy water on the soles of shoes.

  Listening to the movement, there were at least a dozen people.

   Fatty's reinforcements are here? The four tensed up, He Lingchuan put his hands on the handle of the knife, pointed at Fatty Wang and said, "Drag him into the inner room."

   Fortunately, the footsteps sounded from far to near, and passed directly in front of the door without stopping.

  The entire east of the village seemed to be filled with footsteps like this.

  He Lingchuan couldn't help but open the door and go out. Seeing a large number of officers and soldiers running fast, he called the nearest one over and asked, "What happened?"

   "We fought with the villagers, and the governor is also by the west lake of the village!"

   This is a fight? He Lingchuan was taken aback: "Is my father okay?"

   "I don't know. The whistle blew three times, asking us to rush for reinforcements."

  Flying Whistle is the assembly order of the Heishui City Army, and different instructions are issued according to the length of the whistle.

   When He Lingchuan closed the door and came back, the guard immediately asked, "Shall we go over and help?"

   "Wait, wait a minute!" He Lingchuan's thoughts turned, he was not by the lake, and he didn't know the cause of the battle, but it was undoubtedly too early to start the war at this time, unless his father seized the opportunity...or Boss Lu seized the opportunity.

   To put it cold-bloodedly, he, He Lingchuan, is not the leader of the pro-guard group, even if he rushes there now, he can't control the situation, nor can he turn things around.

   What else could he do?

   More than a dozen thoughts came out of his mind, and he crossed them out one by one. Finally, He Lingchuan sent another bodyguard to the west of the village.

  After a quarter of an hour, the man rushed back and hurriedly said: "The county governor has negotiated a peace with the other party."

   "Is he not hurt?"

"No."

   "Are there bandits outside the house?" He Lingchuan already had some ideas.

   "There is no one else, they all rushed to the lake."

  He Lingchuan was relieved, and exhaled: "Okay, you can go into the inner room to help."

  The three of them walked into the inner room, where Fatty Wang was placed under the care of Mrs. Zhu. The wound on his chest has been treated easily, and blood is no longer coming out.

   The fat man was still gagged, and his face was still a little pale, but other than that, he was fine.

   "Take him to Dad's house."

  The three lifted the fat man up, and looked around before going out, but there was indeed no one there.

   Both bandits and officers and soldiers are gathered by the lake at this moment.

  So they escorted Fatty Wang and hurried to He Chunhua's accommodation.

  A quarter of an hour ago, there were bandit eyeliners everywhere here. How could they **** the captives in an open and honest manner? Fortunately, when they fought together, the attention of both sides was diverted, and He Lingchuan took the opportunity to **** Fatty Wang back.

  Good things never take long.

   There were still forty or fifty steps away from the destination, when the nearby cottage suddenly opened, and a woman poked her head out.

  She probably wanted to check the surroundings, but when she saw He Lingchuan and the other three escorting Fatty Wang and Mrs. Zhu accompanying her, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

  Of course Mrs. Zhu saw her too.

  The woman paused for a moment, shrank her head back, and wanted to close the door.

  Mr. Zhu rushed forward and pushed the door panel open, preventing her from closing it.

  The woman cried: "You can't do this, you are trying to kill us!"

  Zhu gritted her teeth: "Follow me, or I will kill you!" She was afraid that this woman would report the bandits.

   "Are you crazy, the officers and soldiers won't stay!" the woman shouted, "The officers and soldiers are gone, but the bandits are still here!"

  The two sides saw each other, and the guards asked He Lingchuan: "Young master?"

  He Lingchuan whispered: "Go and help!"

  The personal guards rushed forward, about to help Mrs. Zhu pull the other party out. The woman was terrified, and raised her voice with a piercing cry: "Come here!"

  Ms. Zhu let go of her hand immediately, took two steps back and said, "Forget it!"

   "Forget it?" He Lingchuan reiterated, "Are you sure?"

   "Sure!" Zhu's eyes quickly changed from confusion to firmness, "Let's go!"

  The four of them ignored the woman, and continued to move forward with Fatty Wang; the wooden door closed, and the woman stopped screaming.

   There were no twists and turns, and no villagers even appeared again, although they all heard these high-pitched shouts.

  (end of this chapter)