Lu Ming

Chapter 498

After He Biandan gnawed a chicken, he seemed to recognize the form and felt the benefits of joining the gang.So he picked up a barrel of wine and began to shuttle through the crowd to pour wine for the seniors and act as the waiter.

Seeing that the kid was so cute, the seniors rewarded him with another bowl of luncheon meat.

This kind of pink lunch meat can be stored for a long time, and it tastes good and can be eaten immediately. In the [-]th century, when transportation was inconvenient and refrigeration methods were lacking, it became a must-have item for Ming people when they were on the market.

The only downside is that no one can tell what animal the meat is made from.

In fact, the content of this white tinplate canned luncheon meat for civilian use is completely different from that of the green military can.The civilian use is a fake hodgepodge, which is made of fish + soybean protein + a little pork, a bit like artificial meat/pet rations of later generations.

Fortunately, in the [-]th century, no one required to indicate the ingredients of food on the package, so the cross-travelers can still be fooled for a while.

After He Biandan ate the meat, he worked harder.In this way, the wine shop lasted until nightfall. Hundreds of water bandits drank so much that they not only swept away the seized iron bucket Erguotou, but also took out their own wine storage and killed it.

At this time, it was time to end, so He Biandan was locked in a small single room for the night—newcomers always had to "squeeze" for a few days at the beginning, although most of the gangsters drank too much, but the standard The program is still executed.

As for shopkeeper Wu and his group, they were still locked in the fence, that is, they threw a few vegetable dumplings in to hang their lives.

In the dead of night, there is silence.

Apart from the croaking of cicadas and frogs, there is no human voice in Guitouwa.The moon in the sky did not seem to be as bright as last night. From time to time, a group of black clouds covered the face, causing the eyes to be completely dark.

At this time, there was a little movement in the bandit's den: behind the hut where He Biandan was closed, there was a slight creaking sound, as if something was being cut.After a while, the wooden window on the back wall of the hut was gently pushed open.The next moment, He Biandan, with a sharp knife in his mouth, struggled out of the narrow wooden window.

Most of the gangsters here are dilapidated wooden houses covered with thatch.So if you really want to find a way out, it will not be difficult for a mature man.What's more, when this man was doing odd jobs before, he secretly hid a short knife on his body.

After turning out silently from the back window, He Biandan hid in the corner of the wall and stuck out his head to observe carefully for a while.

Just like what he saw through the crack of the door before, there are four half-drunk people staggering around at the sentry posts at the four corners.

This time He Bian's worries were confirmed.So he waited patiently for a while, and finally, after a black cloud passed, the moonlight and starlight in the sky were all covered.

The next moment, He Biandan held a short blade and ran towards the target dodgingly along the corner of the room.

He is not afraid of killing people.No one could have clean hands if they survived at the bottom of Guangzhou society in the seventeenth century.He Biandan had not only spattered his opponent's brains in group fights before, but was also hired to clean up rotten corpses during the plague, so his hand holding the knife is very stable at this moment, and he has no psychological or physical knowledge of what is about to happen. on the burden.

After bypassing the last pile of sundries, He Biandan bent his back, tried his best not to make any noise, and quietly touched behind the sentry post in the east corner.

Then he heard a slight snoring sound: the night watchman was sitting on an ashlar with his back against a wooden stake, and had already fallen asleep.

At this moment, He Biandan didn't hesitate anymore, and stood up suddenly in the darkness, touched the opponent's mouth and nose from behind with one hand and covered it tightly, and then wiped the knife with the other hand.

The next moment, blood spurted continuously from the night watchman's neck, making a sizzling sound.At this moment, He Biandan strangled his head, mouth and nose with all his strength, and controlled the convulsions before the death. Five seconds later, this person did not move.

Gently leaning the corpse at hand against the pillar, maintaining balance and arranging the posture, He Biandan didn't stop, and stooped to the next sentry post.

It's also due to the seven gangsters being unlucky tonight.During the three years of Chongzhen, the social order of the Ming Dynasty was slowly disintegrating, and peasant uprisings emerged in endlessly everywhere, and bandits were everywhere.

So Lao Qi's life is getting better and better, and it has been a long time since they have raised their "combat readiness level", and today they were taken advantage of by He Biandan.

After that, He Biantan took pictures of cats and tigers, and successively killed the other two night watchmen.It wasn't until the last person that something happened: He Biandan just ran behind the man, but found that the man stood up abruptly, then turned around and had a face-to-face meeting with him.

This time He Biandan was startled.Just when he was about to rush forward for a hand-to-hand fight, he found that this man lowered his head, staggered, muttering something and walked aside. After a few steps, this gentleman actually pulled down his pants and began to urinate up.

Since this is the case, then you are welcome, He Biandan still stabbed this person from the back, and ended up in the same place.

After that, he turned around and came to the fence where the meat ticket was closed, opened the door with a "squeak" and rushed in.

The people in the fence had almost no water or rice that day, and coupled with fear, they would curl up on the ground and sleep.After He Biandan came in, without saying a word, he secretly shook shopkeeper Wu awake.

The dazed shopkeeper Wu just woke up and found that his mouth was blocked, and then he saw He Biandan's face clearly through the moonlight.

The two stared at each other for a while, and when shopkeeper Wu woke up, He Biandan whispered in his ear: "Shopkeeper, don't make a sound, I'm here to save you."

After saying this, he turned around and squatted down, and with a struggle of his arms, he picked up the thin shopkeeper Wu.Then He Biandan came all the way to the river bank, chose the outermost small sampan, untied the cable, and the two secretly boarded the boat.

The next moment, the penny dipped lightly in the water, and the sampan slid out without a sound, and got into the waterway like a swimming fish.

At the same time, a dazed water bandit also came to the sentry post, and in the darkness, he reached out and patted the chest of his companion who seemed to be sleeping with his head down: "Old Mo, change the whistle."

The next moment, Lao Mo fell down in response, and the water bandits who were changing shifts also saw the sticky palm on his hand donating blood through the moonlight.After being stupefied for a few seconds, this gentleman uttered a shrill cry: "Come on, someone, I've found something!"

He Biandan had thousands of calculations, except that the gangsters had to change shifts at night.But it's not his fault, if he can stay here for one more night, he will probably be able to figure out the regularity of changing the whistle.

Although most of the people were drunk, such a roar on a quiet night still woke up many water bandits.

The next moment, people rushed out of the house and tent with knives and axes. Soon, the water bandits figured out the whole story.

PS: I have been busy at work recently, and there are things at home, so the update will be unstable for a while, I hope you understand!

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