Madam is right

Chapter 212 112. She is really pretty!
Zhao Mo was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, only then did he realize that he was really too careful.

As soon as he encountered something related to her, he became nervous and couldn't care about other things.

As soon as Mo Zhichu finished speaking, Shen Yutang quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, we can send two! But there can only be two at most, and it won't be so easy to believe if there are more."

Zhao Mo heard this, and immediately said to Mo Zhichu: "Then I will go with you!"

"All right, all right! You go, you go! Who won't let you go..."

Mo Zhichu muttered in a low voice, but she didn't realize it, and subconsciously compromised with Zhao Mo.

It was obvious that Mo Zhichu was the one calling the shots, but she subconsciously wanted to get Zhao Mo's approval, and she couldn't even explain why.

Looking at Zhao Mo's obvious "if you don't agree, then don't even think about going", Mo Zhichu immediately nodded in agreement!
……

Since ancient times, military strategists have valued three points most in combat, the right time, the right location, and the harmony of people.

Right now, it was obvious that Mo Zhichu and the others had taken advantage of the time.

……

The next day, just after Yinshi, after the sweltering heat of the previous day, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the middle of the night, several thunderclaps pierced the silence of the night, and in a split second, heavy rain poured down.

The raindrops seemed to be as heavy as a thousand weights, and they hit the thin and ragged young man in front of him one by one.

It was raining heavily, and the night watchmen couldn't help but raise their vigilance.

Suddenly a young man fell down outside the gate of Xishanzhai. He was holding something in his arms, and his whole body was like a kite with a broken string, falling in the rain.

Several night watchmen on the watchtower at the gate of the village looked at each other warily. They all took up their weapons, put on their raincoats, and walked towards the boy.

One of the four night watchmen stayed behind to guard the watchtower, and the other three walked down with their weapons in hand.

The night watchman walked up to the young man, and the three of them aimed their weapons at the young man who seemed to have lost consciousness in a tacit understanding.

One of the night watchmen with a big beard on his face yelled at the boy lying on the ground: "Who is it! Quickly report your name!"

The three of them waited for a long time, but they did not wait for the response from the man on the ground.

The three of them looked at each other, and the night watchman with the spear in his hand turned the boy on the ground with the gun.

Under the wash of the heavy rain, and through the occasional lightning that flashed across the sky, the three night watchmen could see clearly the appearance of the boy on the ground.

The rain washed away the dirt on the young man's face little by little, and the three night watchmen seemed to have watched a transformation, watching the young man reveal his shocking appearance little by little.

Yan Zilian couldn't help swallowing, and after a while he pointed to the things in the boy's arms, and said to the spear guard: "Go! See what's in there!"

The spear guard was obviously stunned too. After receiving the order, he quickly came to his senses and walked forward cautiously, ready to reach out to uncover the mess in the boy's arms.

But the spear guard's hand had just touched the edge of the stall, when the young man who was obviously not moving suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw those eyes were cold and ruthless.But in the blink of an eye, the three guards fell into a pool of blood one after another.

The night watchman who stayed on the watchtower obviously didn't expect this to happen, and immediately sounded the alarm in the village.

Soon, someone from the West Village quickly came down the mountain and surrounded the young man.

It's just that when everyone saw the unparalleled appearance of the young man, the same thought arose in their hearts.

The young man's eyes were scarlet, and he looked warily at the people around him who were pointing at him with weapons, but the things in his arms refused to let go.

But looking at the three people lying in a pool of blood in front of them, everyone looked at the young man's eyes, and they became unfriendly in an instant.

The two teams were in a stalemate like this. After a long time, someone in the outer circle finally broke the silence.

"Who are you! How dare you break into the West Mountain Village at night!"

Everyone focused their eyes on the young man, but the young man remained silent.

"If you don't talk anymore! Don't blame us for being rude to you!"

However, the boy still refused to say a word, and just looked fiercely at the people around him.

Finally, the people outside had no more patience, and immediately shouted: "Give it to me!"

"Wait!"

There was a pause as everyone raised their weapons and stepped forward. After a long while, they realized that it was the lump in the boy's arms that was speaking.

A corner of the blanket in the boy's arms was lifted, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Those clear eyes like a deer undoubtedly made everyone's eyes shine again.

I just heard the dumpling in the boy's arms say: "I'm sorry, uncles, my brother lost his mind when he was beaten up, so please spare our lives, uncles..."

Hearing this, someone in the crowd immediately snorted coldly: "Spare your life? Then who will pay for the lives of my three brothers who died?! Murder pays for life! It's only right and proper!"

The rain gradually stopped, and the voice that was not very clear suddenly became clear.

Only then did everyone hear that the lump in the boy's arms was sobbing: "I'm sorry, my brother, I really didn't mean it! If you really can't let go of your anger, please come around my poor brother for a while." life, let me repay those three lives..."

As soon as the man heard what the lump said, he immediately moved his wrist, swung the knife in his hand, and slashed at the lump: "It's exactly what I want!"

It's just that before that person could even take a step closer to the mass, he became a member of the pool of blood.

The whole process was too fast, so fast that no one around outside could react, and so fast that the fallen person didn't even have time to shout, everything was over.

The people in Xishanzhai finally realized what happened, and rushed up unwillingly, waving their weapons.

"Stop me all!"

Hearing a stern shout, all the people in Xishanzhai immediately put away their weapons and stood where they were.

I saw a person riding a horse coming from the mountain, and the sound of the horse's hooves approached step by step, and everyone consciously gave way to a passage.

The man didn't get off the horse, just stopped in front of the boy, staring at the boy's slightly pale face.

The boy also looked back at him warily.

Those eyes are indeed attractive enough, but this beauty...

"Sure enough!" Hearing the sudden compliment from the man on horseback, the people around him consciously lowered their heads and stopped looking at the boy.

Immediately, the man suddenly said to the ball in the boy's arms: "It seems that only this little thing can make you obedient? In this case, little thing, the weather is not good right now, why don't you take your brother to my West Shanzhai to do it?" How about a guest?"

(End of this chapter)