The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

　　 General Chen covered his mouth and seized the door.

　　 Go on, I have to throw up here.

One is because Gu Zheng was too close to his mouth in order to show closeness, and an indescribable taste of garlic and leeks was blown away. Second, it was for the description just now. For Chen Kang, the large intestine is like this. It is unimaginable why the organs can enter the mouth.

Looking at the direction of Chen Kang, who was hurried and weak, until the soldiers came to tell Ma Fengyun that the eight bandits had evacuated in a hurry, Gu Zheng and Ma Fengyun in the banquet hall looked at each other. He laughed with a sharp heart.

　　 "Hahaha, Uncle Gu, I really convinced you. How did your old man come up with such a damaging idea, and send this big trouble away without a lot of effort?"

　　 "Without him, be attentive." Well, this one is still slapped.

　　 The small group of people responsible for the announcement touched their heads blankly and reminded the two laughing crazy people in the hall: "The boss, you haven't told me how to solve the problem of Zhao Laocai?"

　　 That's right, I just sent one away, and there was another guy who was the same as the brown candy, still sticking to the back of Mount Weilang.

　　 Hearing Chuan Lingbing's words, Ma Fengyun subconsciously looked at Gu Zheng again, only to find that Uncle Gu, who was still beside him just now, had started to eat and drink on the table.

　　 "Hey? Why are you still stunned? Come over to eat! Such a neat table noodles, it's a pity that it was wasted."

　　 "But, Uncle Gu, didn't you say..."

"Hey! Those words are all bluffing that Commander Chen, is there anyone in this mighty mountain who dare to eat food with added ingredients for the head of Ma University? Don't worry if I'm doing things, hurry up, and call a few more brothers, like this Good things can't be spoiled!"

　　 This is the sequelae of the lack of supplies when I went to the countryside.

"But Tu Fei in the dungeon, what is Uncle Gu going to do? Don't look at the squires of the Zhao Laocai group. When they were young, they were all the ruthless characters of Gan Province." Ma Fengyun looked at With the steamed lamb that I rarely eat, my saliva is almost flowing out, but I still maintain the sense of responsibility that a master should have.

Gu Zheng, who was immersed in the table, showed a weird smile without even lifting his eyelids: "With a troublesome physique like Tu Fei, let Caizhuo Zhao teach him a lesson first. That's right."

　　 "This person in the province can't see the situation clearly, and always thinks that this country is going to be around him alone."

"Let the brethren in the gang watch, whatever Zhao Laocai can do, as long as we don’t kill people to death. This also saves us from doing it ourselves. Don’t let this person with abnormal brains focus on hatred. The head of the house."

　　 "Furthermore, people should have the courage to take on the mistakes they have made. Only when he recognizes the form and becomes more honest will it be beneficial to our later plans."

　　 Gu Zheng said with great certainty, as if he was fully convinced.

　　 It’s not that Ma Fengyun, who likes to ponder more, relieved his heart. Huang Daxian’s psychics have said so, so what are they worried about?

　　 Eat and drink well!

　　 The lively serving of food was still going on, only after the back chef heard General Chen's meal, Ma Da Scar, who had hurriedly left without taking a meal, sipped bitterly toward the door of the room.

　　 I don’t know whether it is to cherish the memory of his lost dishes, or to be angry and the guests’ incomprehension.

　　 The leftovers are chilled, full of wine and rice.

　　 Gu Zheng, belching his full stomach, followed behind the big master and headed towards the dungeon of Mighty Wolf Mountain.

　　 This is a place that even the original client Gu Zheng has never been.

　　 Bandits are not good. Although the current horse bandits are engaged in the business of betting darts on commercial roads, they also fought with no less than a dozen forces, large and small, in Gansu Province when they started their business in Mount Weilang.

　　 The reason why I wanted to build this dungeon when planning the camp, in the final analysis, was also for myself to do some shameful things in private.

　　 But I didn't expect that since the top of the mountain, Mighty Wolf Mountain was invincible and invincible. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as invincible.

They are all local forces in Gansu Province. Those groups formed to make a living, after hearing about the benevolence and righteousness of Weilang Mountain, they all came to vote without saying hello to each other. Many of the ten miles and eight villages are still related to in-laws. The introduction is here.

　　 As for the wicked people, without the help of the masses, they are left with no place to be cleaned up by the more powerful horse bandits.

　　The heads of every session of the prestigious wolf mountain are quite a little foolish, and they are also lucky.

　　 Had it not been for the sudden appearance of Tu Fei, by the end of Mighty Wolf Mountain, perhaps it would have left a very positive and heavy stroke in history.

　　 What a pity, it was this bear kid who killed it!

　　 When I think of Gu Zheng here, I realize that the scenery in front of me has changed.

　　 He has already followed the big master's group into a small downward ramp, where there is a cave-like entrance, which is very hidden.

　　 The guard at the door saw the visitor~www.novelmt.com~ He opened the heavy wooden door and lit one of the many torches inserted behind the door, leading everyone to the depths of the dungeon.

　　 Different from Gu Zheng's imagination that the organs are guarded by layers of layers, this dungeon is just a few steps down the stairs, and it's just a turn.

　　 Look at the structure and layout very much like the old yamen cells. Inside, the cells are distributed in a very regular manner, but there is one shortcoming, that is, it is too sloppy.

　　 Is there no cleaning here?

Let alone the thick liquid accumulated on the wall because of the excessive humidity and darkness. I don’t know if it is microbes or fungal spores. Let’s just talk about the ground of this dungeon. Once you step on it, you can sink two feet deep. It’s all soil. .

Of course, it takes time for a dungeon that has not been used for a long time to restore its functions. Gu Zheng didn't care about such details, but as everyone walked in, outside the door of the innermost cell, the one who was squatting What is a circle?

　　 Dare to love this group of landlords and old wealth, even the meals are eaten in rotation, they give full play to their tenacious spirit of not afraid of hardships and tiredness, and carry the torture to the end of Tu Fei.

　　Because the brothers in the camp were unwilling to deploy manpower to ensure Tu Fei's safety during meals, nor did they want to let the crowds of wealthy owners kill Tu Fei.

　　 A few big and thick men rushed up and separated the two groups of men and horses.

　　 Put the paint on the innermost cell of the cell with the largest space, lock it, and close the cell door. What should I do?

　　According to their prediction, even if this group of landlord’s old wealth had their arms dislocated, they couldn’t feel the tufei on the innermost frame of torture.

　　 Get it done, call it a day.