Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 41 Another Cheeky
"Hush! Don't scream, this dagger has been boiled in golden juice. It only needs to make a small incision, and it can cause blood poisoning, and it hurts to death!"

Zhang Zhao quickly took out a dagger with a gray-black blade from the mahogany box, and said to Cao Yanming who was about to call someone.

'Well! Cao Yanming, who just got up and was about to shout, quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

Gold juice is human and animal feces. In ancient times, people liked to use this thing to add virus damage to weapons. In fact, it increased the chances of tetanus and sepsis infection.

It sounds like nothing, but these diseases were absolutely incurable in ancient times!

Moreover, suffering from tetanus and sepsis is far more painful than being stabbed to death. Cao Shishi and Cao Yanming naturally know how terrible these two things are.

"Call uncle, come and listen!" An evil smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Zhao's mouth.

"Ah! Ah?" Cao Yanming was a little dumbfounded. What kind of routine is this?Pointing at him with a short knife boiled in golden juice, just to hear him call uncle?What kind of thief are you?
"Hurry up! What are you dawdling about? Jun Jun's wife, Suoshi, is your grandmother? If you tell me to call, you can call!"

Cao Yanming's father, Cao Yuande, is Cao Yijin's eldest son, and his mother is Zhang Zhao's cousin Suo Shi, so Cao Yuande is Zhang Zhao's real cousin, so unlike Cao Sanniang, Cao Shisi, Cao Yanming really has to be called He called uncle.

"You are Zhang Erlang! You are Zhang Erlang!" Cao Yanming realized, pointing at Zhang Zhao and exclaiming in a low voice.

"Impolite! You called Zhang Erlang? Hurry up and call your cousin!"

Zhang Zhao patted Cao Yanming's head lightly with his hands, like an elder pampering a junior, but Cao Yanming was only a little more than one year younger than him.

"It's tough!" Seeing Cao Yanming's displeasure, Zhang Zhao stuck the dagger to Cao Yanming's neck.

"Do you want my cousin to leave you some souvenirs?"

"Second Cousin!" The cold short knife was cut across the neck, and Cao Yanming's soul suddenly became terrified, so he had to call out the second cousin with constipation all over his face.

"Don't pretend to be dead either! Hurry up, I have something to say!" Seeing that Cao Yanming's psychological defense was slightly breached, Zhang Zhao kicked the sole of the scribe's shoe.

Made, eyes turned white, body bent into the shape of a shrimp, pretending to be quite similar, but breathing a bit short of breath.

"Mr. Erlang is so clever! It seems that what those people in Qi Xiahu's cottage said is true, you really killed Ge Duo!"

The scribe got up from the ground with a whimper, his face showed no embarrassment of pretending to be dead, and he was also a shameless guy.

"Mr. Erlang, what are you going to do? You are the one who kidnapped the third lady, right? If you dare to come here now, if Fourteenth Lang makes a mistake, Princess Yuchi and Mrs. Song will not be able to protect you!"

"Stop fucking nonsense, go out and transfer the guards at the gate away, I want to catch up with my nephew!" Zhang Zhao ignored the scribe's words, and walked around behind Cao Yanming to control him.

"My dear nephew, I just want to make a deal with my brother Yuande. If you are obedient, you will be fine. If you don't cooperate, let me tell you, uncle, my brain is not good. If you do something else, then It hurt the harmony among relatives!"

"What does Mr. Erlang think of this place? There are three hundred elite Yueqi outside. If you just let you take Shishilang out, what do you want us to do? Believe it or not, I will yell now and immediately decapitate you." !” The scribe rolled his eyes and threatened in a low voice.

hum!Zhang Zhao looked at the scribe's guilty and stern look and sneered, "My dear nephew, you have to remember that if something happens to you later, it must be caused by this person.

Because it wasn't him who was pinned to the neck by the dagger, he couldn't save you, it was my uncle who was cruel, if he could save you, then he would have done a great job, this kind of rotten person is the most unbelievable! "

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, he wondered whether the short knife had scratched his skin, and whether he was about to suffer from blood poisoning. Cao Yanming, who had not experienced much storm, had goosebumps all over his body, and he was also scared pole.

"Yang Kongmu, save me! Save me!" The voice began to tremble.

"Don't be afraid, Shisi Lang, he doesn't dare to do anything, because if he hurts you, he, Zhang Erlang, will also be hacked to death!" The scribe continued to insist.

"Yang Kongmu, right? Do you know what it means for a person who had been practicing Buddhism for more than ten years to suddenly change his temperament and kill Ge Duo?"

Before Yang Kongmu could answer, Zhang Zhao asked himself and answered, "This means that my brain is not working well, which means that I would rather die than be raised like a pig or sheep.

If you don't agree with us, you will die. Don't worry, before the guards come in, you will have enough time to stab the two of you to death! "

Yang Kong stared at Zhang Zhao for a long time, and found that Zhang Zhao really didn't seem to be telling a lie, so his face became serious.

"Mr. Zhang Erlang, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What don't you want to do? But I can't stay in Dunhuang country anymore. If my brother Yuan De will give me some convenience, Zhang Zhao wants to go to the west to vote for my uncle Khotan King Yuchi.

The hundreds of people in the cottage you brought back need to be pardoned so that they can survive! "

Zhang Zhao expressed his opinion indifferently, he deliberately kept hundreds of people in the cottage behind and said it lightly, just to let Yang Kongmu know that his greatest wish is still to go to Khotan.

"Then you can let Fourteen Lang go. The condition is not harsh. I think Yuan Degong will definitely agree!" After Yang Kongmu pretended to think for a while, he immediately agreed.

"Fuck you, are you treating me like a three-year-old child?" Zhang Zhao was amused, "Mayaozi!" Zhang Zhao turned his head towards Mayaozi.

Ma Yaozi, who had stabilized his mood, raised his casserole-sized fist and hit Yang Kongmu's stomach with one blow, causing him to bend like a shrimp.

"I will give you half a cup of tea, and I will transfer everyone to the left of Zhuangzi. If you don't come after half a cup of tea, I will give Cao Shishi a knife. I think he can understand who killed him. Guaranteed!"

. . . . .

A few minutes later, Zhang Zhao took Cao Yanming to the edge of the Ganquan water on the right side of Zhuangzi. As expected, Yang Kongmu did not dare to make trouble, but he was not very honest. Captain Kang of the Yueqi regiment led a dozen guards, and drew his sword out of its sheath. The arrow on the string followed.

But just when they were about to find an opportunity to snatch people, a burst of dust rose across the Ganquan water, and dozens of elite knights appeared. Zhang Zhao whistled, and arrows shot at a dozen Yueqi, Kang Xiaowei and others like flying locusts. People can only run away in a hurry.

"Mayaozi! Yang Kongmu is still dishonest! Let him have a souvenir!" A small boat came from the opposite side, and Zhang Zhao yelled at Mayaozi as he retreated to the boat.

His face was completely dark, and Ma Yaozi, who couldn't get off the boat, could only walk forward with a cold face, and stabbed Yang Kongmu's shoulder with a knife.

(End of this chapter)