The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Hearing this, the masked leader was furious.

He turned back and saw at a glance that his men were waving knives and their bodies were swaying.

The masked leader glared at his men fiercely, "What are you doing! Stop now, don't be embarrassed."

Subordinate 1: "..." Brother, you are actually no better than us.

Subordinate 2: "..." Brother, don't you know that you almost fell down when you swung the sword just now?

Subordinate 3: "..." It's not just them who are embarrassed, it's also you, brother!

......

All the subordinates complained in their hearts, but they would never dare to say it out loud.

The masked leader turned back and stared with a pair of fierce bull eyes, "Hand over the things, or I will start killing people."

Meng Liang, who was standing in front of the exile team, looked very impatient. These fakes made his head hurt!

From the corner of his eye, Meng Liang caught sight of Wang Datou's whip on his waist. Without thinking, he reached over and pulled out the whip.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

The whip danced very fast in Meng Liang's hand, swinging straight towards the masked leader.

"There's so much nonsense, it makes my head hurt." Meng Liang's head was still hurting, and his head was buzzing, which was very uncomfortable. Now a few more little shrimps came and made all kinds of harsh words, saying that they were going to rob them. This made Meng Liangliang even more angry, and his forehead hurt from the anger.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch! It hurts me to death!" The masked leader screamed after being slapped, and almost lost his grip on the machete in his hand.

The masked leader gasped, "Hey, come on! Kill them."

The men behind you looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t dare to rush forward.

The masked leader was trembling, and he didn't know whether it was pain or anger. He glared at several people fiercely, "Second, third, fourth, if you don't move forward, what are you doing!"

"Brother, I, if we don't pay back, we should retreat."

"Retreat! They look like they have endless food and money to spend. Should we retreat now and go back and wait to starve to death?"

"Stop talking nonsense and rush forward!"

"Well, brother, why don't you rush forward first. You take the lead, and we will follow you."

"Yes, yes, we are following."

"Follow me, brother, go ahead first."

"You!" The masked leader was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's all rush forward together. I'll count to three, and let's rush forward together."

"it is good!"

Several masked men held the knives in their hands tightly with both hands, and their legs trembled uncontrollably as they walked.

It's not that they are cowards, it's that the other person is too scary.

There were dozens of officials, and the knives in their hands were extremely sharp. If they were really stabbed by these officials, they would suffer a lot.

The masked leader began to shout out the numbers.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

There was no movement, no one dared to rush forward, not even the masked leader. You look at me, I look at you. Each felt teased by the other.

"Why don't you charge forward!" the masked leader said angrily.

"Brother, why don't you rush forward?"

"I, why should I charge at you! Why don't you charge at me?" The masked leader was unconvinced.

"How dare you rush us if you don't, big brother?"

"You, you, you guys!" The masked leader pointed at his subordinates, and the veins on his forehead popped out with anger.

Several masked men lowered their heads, not daring to look into the eyes of the masked leader.

At this time, no one in the exile team burst out laughing first, causing everyone to laugh.

"Hahahaha. Coward!"

"Coward, hahaha, go home quickly."

"It's embarrassing, haha. Your mother is telling you to go home for dinner."

......

Meng Liang raised his hand to signal the exile team to be quiet. His head was not yet well enough to hear such loud noises. There was a buzzing sound in my head when I heard it, which was very painful.

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here. Otherwise I'll whip you again!" With that said, Meng Liang raised the whip in his hand again, trying to throw it away.

The masked leader took a few steps back and began to speak harshly. "Hmph, just wait for me! It would be unmanly to not avenge this!"

Meng Liang whipped up his whip, and the masked leader covered his face and ran quickly to the nearby woods. "Don't be too proud, I will definitely come back~~"

"Hey, brother, wait for us~~~"

The masked men followed their leader away.

The officer organized the team and continued to move forward.

After a while, they were surprised to find a tea shed on the roadside.

There were not many people in the tea shed. There were only two ordinary people drinking tea, eating peanuts and melon seeds, and chatting there.

The waiter was very diligent, wiping the tables and benches with a towel in his hand.

The officials were overjoyed and hurried forward to ask Meng Liang if they could go to the tea shed to drink tea. After all, their mouths were a little dry from laughing just now.

Meng Liang had no objection, his head was aching, and it was not appropriate to rush now.

So the prisoners found a place to rest on their own. Of course, if the prisoners have some spare money, they can sit in the tea shed and buy a pot of tea. But basically no prisoners are interested in tea.

It is difficult to provide food and clothing, who has spare money to drink tea?

As for the officials, they all entered the tea shed.

The waiter smiled broadly and came over with a towel in his hand. He quickly wiped the table and benches and said with a flattering smile, "Gentlemen, please take a seat quickly."

Meng Liang took the seat first.

The waiter could tell at a glance that the queue was decided by the customer sitting in front of him. As a result, the pleasing smile on his face became even more obvious.

"Master, what kind of tea do you want? We have Biluochun, Longjing, Pu'er tea, Liubao tea, etc. What kind of tea do you want, Master?"

"Longjing." Meng Liang said with a slightly painful expression, rubbing his temples.

"Okay. A pot of Longjing! Sir, we also have food here, steamed buns, wontons, steamed buns, and meat porridge. See if you want anything."

"Let's have a drawer of meat buns and a bowl of meat porridge." He was also a little hungry. He had a splitting headache during lunch, and Meng Liang only ate a little.

"Okay! Sir, please wait a moment."

Later, the other officials also ordered tea and some food.

Soon, steaming tea and food were served.

The prisoners who were resting were greatly surprised when they smelled the aroma of food. They thought the tea shed had no food and only sold tea.

Anyway, they had finished their food, and the team did not pass through the town. Many prisoners wanted to make up for it in the tea shed.

As a result, the prisoners who had money went to the tea shed and bought some steamed buns, steamed buns and the like.

Some prisoners couldn't help themselves. As soon as they bought steamed buns and steamed buns, they couldn't help but start eating them.

At this time, a few more ordinary people carrying firewood entered the tea shed.

"Waiter, please have a pot of Biluochun and a plate of steamed buns!"

"Hey, okay." The waiter responded with a smile.

The common people found a table and sat down, and started chatting.

"Have you heard? Last night, the emperor was assassinated!"