Everyone in the camp left a janitor and went back to their own houses.

Unfortunately, they underestimated the resilience of these old rich men. With a flexible mind, they really came up with various ideas to farm to achieve their goal of revenge.

Now, Gu Zheng and his group who had arrived at their destination and stood around outside the landlord circle saw this scene.

A crowd of Laocai, who were sitting on the ground, each of them was a basket of rattans filled with various homemade weapons.

Of course, they are all small items that can pass through the fence of the cell and be effectively thrown.

Since Weilang Mountain is not their respective backyard rooms, there will naturally be no traits to prepare for them. This group of landlords and wealthy people who have extremely strong hands and brain skills have fully utilized their own style of local materials.

"well!"

Of course, Gu Zheng was the first to make the sound. After he looked closely, he became a little anxious.

Hey! You have even searched the corner of the back mountain!

In the basket of the person on the far left of a circle of people, there is the horse manure that Gu Zheng often picked up in the horse circle.

This feces that are not as easy to control as sheep dung eggs were being taken out of the basket by this slightly fat old squire, and scraped them flattened at the edge. Then he raised them skillfully to the height, and used skillful force, shook and pumped the horse feces on his wrist to the front.

This set of moving movements has an inexplicable rhythm and beauty, and its hit rate is so high that it makes people sigh.

Those horse dung can always perfectly pass through the gap between the vertical fences of the cell, and then scatter in the direction of Tu Fei with a large-scale sputtering.

‘Crazy, puff.’

Perfect hit.

Tu Fei, who was trapped on the wooden pillar, could no longer see any other colors except brown and black on his body.

Ma Fengyun, who was standing by, still had time to praise him: "Hey! Uncle Sun, your mason's craftsmanship has not been lost yet!"

"That's natural. I started with this craft. I won't forget anything if I forget it!" When the Squire Sun heard someone praise him, he still had time to turn around and respond.

As for the Zhao Laocai who was squatting among the crowd and struggling to tinker with Tu Fei, he was so busy that he didn't even raise his head.

You asked, since the distance is so far and I can't even touch Mao, how could Zhao Laocai do something to trick Tu Fei?

Here, we must applaud Zhao Laocai's urgent wisdom.

He always felt that no matter how harmful it caused or how relieved it was, he did not have the effect of directly contacting the opponent.

Isn’t it just that they can’t get in at a distance?

It's easy to deal with, you can use foreign objects!

Zhao Laocai was strolling to the construction site where Weilang Mountain was flipping up the new dormitory. He found a bamboo pole after searching left and right.

When passing by the kitchen of Weilang Mountain, an iron hook was used to poke the fire from the outside of the big stove with meat.

Take a hemp rope that can be seen everywhere, tie the ends, and tremble gently in your hands, "Buzz..." A simple long hook gun was done like this, and it was still a barb.

Wow, ah... Take me up and kill him!

He rushed into the dungeon and poked it away, and tried hard to the other party's crotch.

The screams of waves rising and falling one after another.

The reason why Tu Fei was silent when Gu Zheng and his friends came was that he fainted because he was hanging there.

Because just now, Zhao Laocai's messy iron hook was only 0.01 mm away from his great weapon. After passing by, he perfectly pierced on the inner side of his thigh.

‘Ao!!Uh!’…I was dizzy.

Seeing this scene, even Gu Zheng felt a little embarrassed. He persuaded Zhao Laocai with the most compassionate expression: "Okay, show mercy, otherwise, this prisoner will have the energy to see what punishment we have given to the traitors in Gansu Province in a while?"

"Kill the chicken to warn the monkey, at least you should let the monkey not die!"

"Yes! That's right, the days are still long, and I have the opportunity to visit him in Weilang Mountain in the future."

What a vengeful old man, I like it.

Hearing this, Gu Zheng nodded to Zhao Laocai's full answer, in order to express his praise, and turned his gaze to Tu Fei, who was deep inside the prison: "Okay, don't pretend to be dizzy. Your eyes are spinning under your nose, which is more slippery than a gyro. Now you can't die, wait for our boss's instructions!"

After receiving Gu Zheng's reminder, Ma Fengyun, who had been watching the fun with his hands behind his back, reacted. He also had to implement the plan he and Gu Zheng discussed at the dinner table, and it was important to do the important thing.

So, Ma Fengyun coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "Let your brothers clean up for him, take him to the front hall martial arts hall, and let him, an unknown person, watch. Only then will he know how kindly Zhao Laocai is to him when he implements family law in Gansu Province."

"Okay!"

The brothers around him were full of momentum, but Tu Fei, who was tied to the rack, couldn't help but shudder.

Execution site? Family law enforcement?

Could it be what he imagined? Three knifes and six holes, rolling steel plates?

Who will save me? Qiandu, let’s talk about Qiandu.

As Tu Fei was sent out of the dungeon by two people as if he was resistant to pigs, he took advantage of the time he was being scrubbed randomly in the backyard for a few times, and he followed a thousand-distance on the family rules he was about to face.

When the few search information and old photos were slowly browsed out by Qiandu Engine, Tu Fei was in a bad mood.

Skin and cramp to light up the sky lantern!

My mother, Ma Fengyun in the unofficial history is a master who makes the child cry and the adults have weak legs.

According to records, the horse bandits are barbaric and uncivilized and have extremely cruel methods. One of their favorite tortures is to make straw-filled human skin lanterns.

If it weren't for the fact that there were a few vaguely unseen old photos, Tu Fei would have thought he was reading a fairy tale.

Wait, this group of people asked him to watch the punishment, and it is said that they would kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

If I were that monkey, then who was the chicken that was killed?

It won't be...

Thinking of this, Tu Fei shivered a few more times.

The gang members who were holding a big brush with pig hair on the side were talking to Tu Fei Tu Lupi. Seeing his behavior like this, they quickly reminded him loudly with disgust.

"Hey! I said you boy didn't pee, right? Keep it in my mind! Isn't it disgusting!"
Chapter completed!