Film and Television: Starting from the Journey to Guandong

Chapter 59 Blood-stained Old Jingou ([-])
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Phew~ A breeze blew by, making the leaves rustle.

Zhu Chuanren led his brothers to the foot of the mountain. With a wave of his hand, the 8-person teams that had been separated quickly dispersed and ran towards their respective goals.

Everyone slung their guns behind their backs, held their bows and arrows, and trotted along with their waists bent.

Zhu Chuanren did not lead a team. He came alone to the wooden house where the leader of the Qing soldiers stayed.

He inserted a dagger into the crack of the door and pulled it up and down. He encountered no obstruction. Fortunately, the other party didn't bolt it.

Zhu Chuanren's eyes flashed with joy, he gently pushed open a crack in the door and crept in.

The thunderous snoring is continuous, very good, then I will see you off to the west in your sleep.

He said that no Qing soldiers would be spared. Since they were not prepared to keep anyone alive, why did they need hostages?Just kill him directly.

Standing on tiptoes to the bedside, the bearded captain was snoring like thunder, completely unaware that danger had already arrived.

Zhu Chuanren didn't hesitate. He knew better than anyone why villains die from talking too much.

His left hand quickly reached out to hold the opponent's mouth, and his right hand flashed with silver light.

There was a sound of stabbing, skin opening, and the next second, blood spurted out from the throat.

This knife directly cut through the carotid artery. Judging from the speed of the blood arrow, the corps commander's blood pressure could not be lowered.

It just so happened that Zhu Chuanren sent him on his way early to avoid suffering from high blood pressure later.

After exhaling, he was about to turn around and walk out when he heard a clang.

Hey!
Zhu Chuanren had scolded the herbs all over the place today. He thought everything was fine, but an unexpected surprise came.

Is there a second person in this room?

He turned around suddenly and saw a woman standing there stupidly, covering her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. At her feet was a wooden basin, which had been broken.

Without hesitation, she flicked her right wrist and the dagger was thrown straight out. The woman subconsciously wanted to scream, but as soon as she put her hand down and before she opened her mouth, the sharp dagger hit her throat.

The woman slowly raised her hand and pointed at Zhu Chuanren, her eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief, but the light gradually extinguished, taking away the last trace of life.

Zhu Chuanren rushed over with two steps, grabbed the other person's body that was about to fall over, and then gently lowered him to the ground.

It was too late, but it was so fast that all the actions just now were completed almost in an instant. Zhu Chuanren was panting heavily. He was almost anaerobic just now. He was so suspended that he almost made the woman scream.

If he really screamed, he would be in big trouble.

It was only now that he had the time to look at this woman, although the shock before death still remained on her face, and her face was quite ferocious, especially in this dark night, it was particularly terrifying.

But Zhu Chuanren was a man who had died once, so he was not afraid of this at all. Instead, he looked at it with interest.

He estimated that this woman was probably the mistress of the Qing army commander. She was pretty and had a slim waist. She was considered the best in Lao Jingou.

It's a pity that if you want to blame him, it's because he showed up at an untimely time. If he had waited until he finished his work before coming out, she would have to be spared even for her beauty.

Of course, he is not interested in others playing the rest.

Well, the threat in the wooden house was relieved. He reached out and pulled out the dagger. Regardless of the blood flowing, he wiped it twice on the woman's body, and the silver light shone brightly.

He was in no hurry to go out. The tasks had already been assigned. As long as nothing unexpected happened, he didn't need to go over and keep an eye on them.

If a team can't do anything without him, then it's okay to not want that team.

Zhu Chuanren wandered around the wooden house with his hands behind his back, looking here and there under the moonlight.

If the geese are plucked, they have to plan their lives carefully, just in case there is a valuable treasure in the house.

Sure enough, without much effort, they found more than a dozen rolls of silver coins and about 5 taels of gold bars, a total of ten.

Finally, he took out a red cloth bag from under the head of the corporal's bed. There were probably two handfuls of gold lumps that had not yet been melted into gold bars.

A lot of money!
However, Zhu Chuanren was still not satisfied. The corps leader had been in Laojingou for so many years and only managed to earn so much. He was so stupid.

Not to mention anything else, the tributes from all the top leaders and big bosses, plus the ones you withheld, it’s not more than this, right?

The results of it…

If the corps commander can still stand up and speak, he must cry first!

It's unfair. Although he can be regarded as a local emperor in Laojingou, he spent a lot of money for this position. Otherwise, why would a place with so much oil and water be given to him?
At the end of each year, he has to pay tribute to the superiors, which is basically 8% of all his gray income, and he can only keep [-]%.

It turned out to be good now. He was sleeping soundly, but someone wiped his neck. Boom~ the person was gone, and all the wealth he had saved over the years was lost to Zhu Chuanren. How can he reason?

He wrapped the gold bars and silver coins he found out in a large piece of calico and stuffed them inside. His chest was bulging. It was so dark at night. If you took a quick look, you might think he was a woman.

But it should be said that he is really good at touching gold. If he went to the world of ghosts and blowing lanterns, he would definitely be a gold-touching captain.

Ahem, stop talking, stop it!

While he was touching gold, Zhu Chuanwu and others used a silent lurking method to kill all the Qing soldiers without making any noise. The task was completed surprisingly smoothly.

The main reason is that these Qing soldiers have been stable for too long and have no sense of crisis at all.

Except for the patrol team, everyone else slept harder than Zhu Bajie and showed no resistance at all. This made everyone quite depressed and had no sense of gaming experience.

But if you don't have this kind of experience, you won't have it. If there is an accident, the excitement will be overwhelming and it will easily cause the mission to fail.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Qing soldiers entrenched in Laojingou went to hell together without even a chance to resist.

Why not the bliss of the West?
Nonsense, these people can kill each other with their eyes closed without killing the wrong person, none of them are interesting.

Zhu Chuanwu wiped the blood from his face and ran over and said excitedly:

"San'er, we've all been dealt with. No one is left alive."

"Okay, organize everyone to clean up the battlefield, don't let go of a single coin."

"Yes!"

Everyone is quite skilled at this and are used to it. There is no need to divide the work. Everyone knows what they should do.

At this time, Kong Laoer trotted over and asked:
"Third Young Master, what should we do with those Jin Fus?"

"Those who resist will be killed, and those who obey will be left to make money for us."

"Yes, but Third Young Master, there is a person who has a good relationship with me. He helped me the day I first came here. Can you spare his life?"

Zhu Chuanren smiled:
"You are quite loyal, okay, I'll give you some face."

"Hey! I will convince him to stay and make money for us. Who is he going to dig for anyway?"

"Well, you go and keep an eye on the Goldsmith's side, don't let the leader and Dala be alert." "Yes! Third Young Master!"

In the early morning, fog shrouded the sky over Laojingou, and visibility was not high.

The gold husbands gradually woke up, went to relieve themselves in an orderly manner, and then prepared to have breakfast.

People in this era, except for the rich, basically have no personal hygiene at all. They only remember to wash up or clean up when they are really dirty.

Last night, these gold lovers all had diarrhea, their stomachs were empty, and they were all feeling hungry, so they woke up earlier than usual today.

However, just when they were getting ready to get food in pairs, figures appeared in the mist.

One of them was sitting on a chair, holding a spear in his hand, his eyes narrowed to a slit, which made people feel chilly just looking at him.

The gold lovers couldn't help but stop. When the wind blew, the fog dispersed slightly, and dozens of figures were standing there, making the gold lovers shrink their necks in fear.

Some Jinfu looked around, wanting to see where the Qing soldiers had gone, but no matter how they looked, no one could be seen.

The two sides were separated by a distance of more than ten meters, one side did not move, the other side did not dare to move, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was almost stagnant.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sun came out and the fog was no longer thick. Coupled with the light wind, the visibility was much higher.

At this time, most of the gold husbands came out. Everyone gathered together and were surrounded by Zhu Chuanren's men with guns, including many ringleaders and thugs.

It was not a problem to remain frozen like this. A big counter stood up and bowed respectfully:
"May I ask the master, did you come here with a mountain?"

Zhu Chuanren squinted his eyes and looked at him:
"Don't get me wrong, we are not bandits."

Not a bandit?Then why are you leading people to surround us?
None of the golden husbands believed this.

At this time, Zhu Chuanren stood up, holding a gun in his hand, and walked to the gold husbands without saying a word. After about a few meters away, he said coldly:
"My last name, my name, and where I come from are not important. What is important is that from today on, Lao Jingou belongs to me..."

As soon as these words came out, the gold husbands were in an uproar.

Ignoring their shock, Zhu Chuanren continued:
"I know you won't be able to accept this for a while. It doesn't matter. Just get used to it. Now I need you to cooperate with me in an investigation. All Jin Fus squat down and listen clearly. I am talking about Jin Fu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the timid Jin Fu squatted down with his head in his arms. Someone took the lead, and the rest squatted down one after another.

Now, the only people standing in the encirclement were the commanders and commanders, as well as their thugs.

Zhu Chuanren said with a smile:

"Now, among the people standing, whoever feels he is obedient and willing to obey my orders can also squat down."

The boss and the bosses looked at each other, not knowing what Zhu Chuanren was going to do, but they had a bad feeling.

The next second, a rebel appeared in the team. A thug who looked very strong squatted down without thinking.

Zhu Chuanren said with a smile:

"Haha, there are still smart people."

As soon as these words came out, two more people squatted down, and Zhu Chuanren looked very unhappy:
"No more? Sure enough, there are too many idiots in this world. In this case, there is no need for you to live in this world."

Before he finished speaking, the man had already turned around. Zhu Chuanwu laughed ferociously, raised his right hand high and waved it fiercely.

bang bang bang...

After more than a dozen shots, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, as well as the uncontrollable roars of the gold husbands.

Zhu Chuanren turned around again and looked in the direction of the mass graves, where new graves were about to be dug.

"Everyone, stand up." He said calmly.

No one dared to hesitate, it was too ruthless. They killed people as soon as they were told, without asking any questions, and just shot him. Zhu Chuanren said that he was not a bandit, but his methods were much more ruthless than those of the bandits.

All the Jin Fus stood up, but because of fear, their legs were weak and they couldn't stand up straight. They could barely stand by leaning on each other.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, in fact, we can be considered half of our peers.

Once upon a time, I also struggled in Laojingou, but after a year of hard work, I didn’t make any money in the end. I had to go home hungry. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.

After learning from the painful experience, I decided to personally overthrow Lao Jingou’s rule and restore peace to Lao Jingou. "

Zhu Chuanren paused and continued without waiting for applause:
"So you guys really don't have to be afraid. The people I kill are all deserving of death. As long as you work hard, I guarantee that your lives will not be in danger."

Another pause:
"Of course, it's not enough to save your life. You have to go back with the golden knot and give an account to your family and yourself."

A gold man bravely raised his hand:

"Master, can you really let us take the gold away?"

Zhu Chuanren was very satisfied with the other party's question. A speech by one person is not interesting, and it is interesting to have someone to challenge him.

"I hereby promise that as long as you can pan for gold with heart and hard work, when you leave Laojingou, I will let each of you have a piece of gold in exchange for two pieces of land. If I can't do it, I will be beaten by God. Five thunders!"

People in this era still value oaths very much. Zhu Chuanren said so, and many people relaxed.

Also, think about it from another angle, why did Zhu Chuanren and the others work so hard to seize Laojingou?Not for gold mining?
Gold panning requires manpower, right?Aren’t these people ready-made?

Once you figure this out, you won't be afraid anymore.

"Okay, the first task given to you is to take the dead people on the ground and over there and bury them in mass graves. The dead ones are the bigger ones."

Following Zhu Chuanren's fingers, the gold lovers gasped.

Good guy, no wonder I can't see the Qing soldiers, the co-authors are all there.

Dozens of Qing soldiers in blue military uniforms were piled into a pyramid, with a few crows jumping on top of the corpses, waiting for the corpses to rot so they could eat the meat.

This kind of scene makes those who watch it feel numb and tremble in their bones.

Too ruthless, really too ruthless.

The young man whose name was unknown was so ruthless that he killed dozens of Qing soldiers in one night without anyone noticing.

This wasn't over yet. They shot a dozen more people in front of them early in the morning. This man didn't care about human life at all.

But they didn't dare to disobey. Didn't they see the spears pointing at themselves and others?
If anyone makes the slightest move, their fate will be the same as the corpses in front of them, that is, death!
A dozen brothers were ordered to take care of the gold husbands to prevent them from messing around. Zhu Chuanren arranged for the remaining people to go to various passes. The intensive gunfire just now made him worried that the bandits would be attracted to come down the mountain.

The bandits must be dealt with, but not now. He must take the initiative and not be passively beaten.

But now, he has other things to do. Lao Guozi, are you okay?

(End of this chapter)