Red makeup Chitose

Chapter 71 Conditions
Just as their brains were desperately trying to understand what had happened, their bodies felt the heart-wrenching pain again——

"what!"

Following two screams, Tie Fu and the post chief instinctively waved their hands to stop Dong Lin, but they couldn't even move their hands.

And Dong Lin, holding a dagger in his hand, squatted beside them. The blade had already pierced the last tendon of their wrists, and he raised his head and smiled at them.

"Don't scream, be careful when someone comes, or I'll cut your tongues off too."

Under the moonlight, the young man's face was pale and miserable, and although his brown pupils were smiling, it made the two of them feel more terrifying than crying.

However, this is still the beginning.

The postmaster may have never seen the market, and he has already fainted from the pain. Tie Fu's pupils dilated, watching helplessly as the young man stabbed the postmaster's calf with a dagger without hesitation.

When the person was still alive, blood spurted out like a fountain after this stabbing, and the boy's face was splashed red with blood, but he just smiled.

The postmaster convulsed and tried to open his eyes.

In the end, he saw a more terrifying scene: he saw one of his own bones being picked out by the dagger.

The feeling of pain was transmitted to the brain after a while, but when the postmaster realized all this, his heart was so frightened that it stopped beating ahead of time.

His remaining torso also became completely still after violent convulsions, just like a fish on a chopping board that jumps a few times and then stops moving.

"You, what are you doing..."

Tie Fu felt the warmth of his crotch, feces and urine came out, and the pain of muscle picking didn't matter. Seeing the boy walking towards him with the bloody bone in his hand, he suddenly felt that it would be better to die.

"Say it, I'm in a bad mood today, why don't you play with me?" Dong Lin looked at Tie Fu wriggling on the ground with eyes like examining a toy.

"I didn't ask for her Ropa! She gave it to me!! I didn't even connect it!!!" Tie Fu remembered something, and growled in a hoarse voice, trying to win half a chance of survival.

However, Dong Lin just pointed to his legs, and said with a grin: "Master Prison, do you know how hard human bones are?"

Tie Fu's heart stopped suddenly.

Because almost at the same time, he saw the boy holding the bloody bone in his hand and smashing it down at him.

dong dong dong.

There were random muffled noises, without any rules, just random smashing, as if a cook in the south made beef balls, and in order to obtain strength, he had to beat the beef into a paste with his hands.

Only the splashed blood and minced meat can make people realize what the boy smashed.

Tie Fu struggled a few times at first, but soon, he stopped moving and gradually turned into a glowing red mass, and he couldn't tell where it was.

"Hee hee, hee hee..." In the silent woods, under the pale moonlight, the boy's laughter became more and more excited, dragging the world into hell.

Finally, the stuffing of the beef balls was smashed into mud by hands.

Red and white, rotten and sparse.

The young man straightened up, threw away the bone, and walked to the stream to wash his face. The clean little face reappeared flushed with satisfaction: "I'm in a much better mood."

the next day.When Jin Ming woke up, he felt his eyes were swollen, because he didn't sleep well last night.

It seemed that there was a commotion everywhere. After a while, the hall said that Yu Hou had fallen and was injured, and the doctor ran in and out, and the lights had not been extinguished. After a while, it was said that the suspected bodies of Tie Fu and the post chief were found in the woods of the back mountain. The beast ate it, otherwise how could it be destroyed like that.

Anyway, it was noisy, and in the early morning, Jin Mingwei managed to close his eyes for a while, when he heard someone knocking on the door.

She had no choice but to get up, wash up a little, put on her clothes, and when she opened the door, she saw that it was a soldier from the big benefit camp, with two circles of black under her eyes: "Miss Jin, Yu Hou, please go over to discuss important matters."

Jin Ming said coldly: "I heard that Yu Hou fell and injured? What happened last night? The important thing to discuss is... the funeral?"

"I don't have any worries about my life. I just need to talk to you urgently because I got hurt from the fall." The soldiers didn't show any anger, and respectfully called Jin Mingwei you.

Compared with the unreasonable and wanton life and death in Xiaoshagou yesterday, he was a completely different person.

Jin Ming nodded slightly, it seemed that something had happened, so he responded, went to the next door to chat with A Tuan and Jin Xiu, then wanted to find Dong Lin, but found that he was still sleeping.

The postman said that the little brother came back late, and he didn't know what he did last night.

Jin Mingwei didn't think much about it, left a note for him, and was led by the soldiers to the room in Da Hui Camp. She was still shocked to see the so-called Yu Hou again.

But one night, how can such a good person be folded like this?

The man was still wearing the mask of King Lanling, but his exposed eyes were full of pain, his body was almost wrapped up like rice dumplings, and his legs were still tied with wooden boards, as if he had broken his leg. The strong smell of medicine in the room made Jin Ming almost Spit it out.

"What the hell happened last night? Are you injured like this?" Jin Mingwei was stunned, and added, "...Could it be that evil people have evil rewards?"

The sarcasm obviously meant to bully Huluopingyang.

Jin Mingwei did not forget their conflict with Dahuiying yesterday, and she would not let go if she seized the opportunity to vent her anger.

Unexpectedly, Lord Yu Hou was also without any anger, and said in a gentle voice: "Yesterday our attitude was indeed not very good. If Miss Jin is still angry, I will make amends to her. I, Da Huiying, will accept any compensation you want. Will do my best to satisfy.”

After saying that, Yu Hou tried his best to support his body and bowed to Jin Mingwei. The soldiers around him also apologized. If Jin Mingwei's calf was not still weak, she couldn't believe it. Also play them like polo.

However, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

The more they were like this, the more unhappy Jin Mingwei became. After thousands of times of sarcasm in his mind, he also felt that it is better to distinguish between the serious and the serious.

She solemnized her face, and warned: "Don't come here with such hypocrisy, and speak directly. You want to discuss something important with me, what are you talking about?"

"It's still the previous topic. You know the deal between the Biandu government and the military camp. If we let you go back like this, we will definitely be worried." Because of his injury, Yu Hou spoke weakly, but his eyes were still bright, and he keenly caught Jin Mingwei "But we don't want to adopt the previous method. After all, if there is another centurion, it will be difficult for anyone to go back."

"Oh, the centurion is dead?" Jin Ming replied with a happy smile.

The faces of the soldiers around were stiff, but no one dared to attack. Yu Hou hesitated for a while, and then slowly said: "The doctor's preliminary diagnosis is that he is crazy. We have already rushed to the barracks for [-] miles, and we have reported to the barracks. The reply said, let us mingle with the common people and pay attention to our attitude.”

Jin Mingwei showed sarcasm: "You are soldiers, you have knives and guns in your hands, and you are negotiating conditions with the common people. Don't you think we are inherently disadvantaged? Since you said you should pay attention to your attitude, why don't you show some sincerity?"

"That's natural, and that's why I invited you to discuss it today." Yu Hou smiled, "So you should put forward the condition of keeping silent first. In this way, there will be no worries about being born weak."

　In 2022, code well.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)