Two Hundred and Eighteenth: Bandits, or Kill, or Capture (8)

"Tsk tsk tsk—Xiaoyu, look, some of these bandits are forced to become bandits, and some are sincerely wanting to get something for nothing, relying on robbing other people's labor resources. People who have worked hard for a year on the land are not as good as these bandits. Proceeds of one vote."

The hall was full of boxes, and Jiang Pengji was leaning on the front seat with her legs crossed, as if she had no bones.

Her pale fingers pointed at the open boxes below, and her eyes playfully swept over the bandits who were tied up.

Xu Ke looked at the things in those boxes, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he felt a little uneasy.

He wasn't worried about what would happen to these bandits, he was simply worried that his husband would become addicted to beating bandits, and would be too forgetful to eat black.

Although... he also felt very cool.

Meng Hun was sitting on the chair of the second head of the bandit village with a golden knife. In comparison, Xu Ke looked much more refined.

The former asked fiercely, "Mr. Lang, what should we do with these people? Are they all like this, or are they like this?"

Meng Hun made two very obvious hand gestures, and the bandits below saw them, and they all shuddered, the two twitched, and tears flowed.

"Masters, please forgive me. The younger one was also forced into this den of thieves. He never did anything harmful to nature before..."

"...The Bodhisattvas spare their lives... The younger ones are the younger ones, and the younger ones are the old ones. The whole family's livelihood depends on the younger one. If the younger one dies, the sixty-year-old mother on the top and the three-year-old son who is waiting to be fed on the bottom will be borne by them. How can I live... Please..."

"I was also forced in by that unscrupulous person, please let the old man let me go..."

In order to survive, one by one began to sell miserably, some kowtowed desperately to beg for mercy, some wanted to sell the secrets of the bandits to gain a chance to survive, some people said that they burst into tears and wanted to touch people with love, the tragic story was so sad endlessly.

However, no matter what these people said or how they acted, Xu Ke looked on coldly, and Meng Hun looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

The real person in charge, Jiang Pengji, looked at each of them with a half-smile, as if watching a monkey show.

"These people are not busy dealing with it..." Jiang Pengji pointed her fingers together, pretending to be thinking, and then turned to ask Xu Ke, "Is all the things found in this bandit village here? How much food and money are there in total?" How many?"

Xu Ke looked down at the bamboo slips he had simply recorded, and said, "There are about three hundred shi for food, and seven hundred taels for money and silk."

This is only approximate data. After all, things are done in a hurry, and further counting will be done after going back.

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Three hundred shi of grain, seven hundred taels of silver... It's worth your husband's monthly bill for several years..."

Xu Ke secretly rolled his eyes. In terms of money, Jiang Pengji's monthly bills in the Liu Mansion are indeed not many, only a few taels a month, but counting the snacks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, clothing and cloth, especially the expensive bamboo outside, Paper, equivalent to silver, can be considered poor?

"Clean up, take all these things back." Jiang Pengji smiled lightly, and waved her hand, her aura was even more bandit than the bandit leader, "Brothers have worked hard today, and after going back, everyone will share a tael of silver and a catty of pork , You should make up for your hard training."

As for where these expenses come from?

joke,

Naturally, it is the confiscated bandit materials.

How many people are there in total?

So a little reward, not painful or itchy, but can win people's hearts and inspire fighting spirit, isn't it worthwhile?

"In addition, each corps leader will receive another copy." The treatment of ordinary trilogy and corps leaders should naturally be distinguished, so that they can clearly realize that if they want to get better treatment, they can only train hard and work hard. Climb up, "Write it all down."

Xu Ke nodded while remembering.

Naturally, Jiang Pengji will not forget Xu Ke and Meng Hun, each of them got ten taels. In addition, Meng Hun added a few jars of wine and five catties of pork, and Xu Ke added a few more horses of better quality. Cotton cloth, and some equivalent health-care medicinal materials.

This arrangement is purely because Meng Hun is single, and the whole family is not hungry when one person is full, and Xu Ke has to take care of his aunt.

In front of a group of bandits, they robbed their homes and robbed merchants.

Jiang Pengji's attitude seemed very natural, as if what was distributed was not money from other people's pockets, but her own... Well, it does belong to her now.

She waved her hand, Xu Ke understood, and asked people to move the big boxes to the open space, and then it was time to deal with these bandits.

"You, you... these bandits! Kill them if you want!"

The leader of the captured bandit had a gloomy face.

Everyone: "!!!"

The audience in the live broadcast room watched happily, watching Jiang Pengji distribute the stolen goods, and then they were blown away by the authentic bandit leader's words.

: 6666, almost 6 times!

: Hahaha, anchor, did you hear that even the bandit leader calls you a bandit, what does that mean?

: Indifferent face, this means that the anchor is the leader of the bandit world.

People have worked so hard to rob houses and rob merchants, and they have worked so hard to save their belongings, and the anchor took them all at once.

Isn't it a bandit among bandits?

"If you want to kill, then kill it?" Jiang Pengji clapped her hands and smiled, "If you have the guts, then go ahead and die."

Everyone was silent, originally thought that Jiang Pengji would appreciate this man's courage and heroism, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a sentence.

"Actually, you don't need to tell me, you won't survive."

Jiang Pengji sneered and pinched the opponent's neck, the blood from the bandit leader's tongue stained the back of her hand red.

Nongqin quickly handed over a veil, she took it with her left hand, and threw the bandit's body aside with her right hand, wiped the blood on her hand with the veil, without even frowning, "Now, who wants to tell me, Kill it? Huh? Who dares to say?"

The powerful and solemn aura was suffocating, and the bandits faintly had the illusion that it would be their turn next.

"Those who are capable are tough and don't rush, that's worth admiring. But if a scumbag challenges me, who will die if he doesn't die?"

Jiang Pengji pouted, the blood on the back of her hand had been wiped clean, she put away the handkerchief, and did not throw it on the ground casually.

Her gaze swept across the crowd, and no one dared to meet her gaze.

People cherish their lives, even these bandits with their heads pinned to their waistbands.

Meng Hun held a knife and followed behind Jiang Pengji, if she frowned at someone, Meng Hun would raise the knife and cut off someone's head.

Without the slightest sign, without the slightest precaution, a group of bandits were scared to death. When the crotch became hot, many people were so frightened that they lost control.

The scene was silent, only the thicker blood and the occasional sound of blood splatter, heads flying to the ground one after another.

The audience in the live broadcast room was so scared that they even forgot to post the barrage...

Watching the live broadcast, they already felt two wars, their hands were trembling, and they were sweating profusely, not to mention the bandits who were in it. (To be continued.)