Our leader can't be so funny

Feng Ling sneaked into a farmer's house, knocked out the owner, and took some clothes to change into.After changing his clothes, Feng Ling tied the man's hands and feet, gagged his mouth and threw him into the firewood room to prevent the man from suddenly waking up and yelling to ruin his plan.

After doing all this, Feng Ling took advantage of the lush jungle to sneak into the gate of the village, quietly followed a group of people while they were changing shifts, then reached out and twisted the neck of the last man, dragging him into the jungle Inside.

"Don't shout, or I'll kill you immediately." Feng Ling warned coldly.

The man nodded terrified.

Feng Ling let go of his neck slightly, lowered his voice and said, "I'll ask you a question and you answer it. If you lie, I'll break your neck immediately."

The man nodded again.

"Did someone blow up your powder magazine yesterday?"

The man nodded.

"Where is the person who blew up your powder magazine?" Feng Ling's eyes were sharp, and he let go of his hand, but made a gesture of attacking at any time.

The man was silent for a while, then said in a hoarse voice: "He was shot by our leader, was seriously injured, and was arrested."

Feng Ling's eyes trembled, and she thought, something happened to Ye Fuyi, she grabbed the man by the collar and asked eagerly, "How is the man's injury? Is his life in danger?"

"He, he was seriously injured." The man nodded in panic. "When we caught him, he was covered in blood. The boss said that if he doesn't get treated, he will die."

"So you just let him die?" Feng Ling was furious.

The man shook his head quickly: "No, no, the head of the family asked the doctor to come and see him, and he planned to threaten the people outside the mountain with his life, so he didn't dare to let him die."

"Where is he now?"

"Prisoned in a stone prison."

"Take me." Feng Ling dragged him to stand up, pushed him forward, and warned, "If you dare to play tricks, I will cut you."

The man did not dare to disobey, and led the way cautiously in front. The two of them walked on a small road and turned a few turns. They saw towering trees and lush grass. There was an entrance on the mountain wall with the word "stone prison" written on it. Guarded.

"This is it." The man turned around and said to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, knocked him unconscious with a raised hand, dragged him into a nearby bush, and then walked out.

When the guard at the gate saw him, he immediately raised his guard and shouted, "Who is it?"

Without saying a word, Feng Ling shot like lightning, knocking one of them unconscious with one palm, then tore off the keys from their waists, opened the iron gate, and rushed into the stone prison.

There were dim lights in the dark passageway, and a musty smell and a cold and damp atmosphere rushed towards him.Feng Ling slowed down, walked carefully along the passage, pushed open an iron door, and the prison was inside.

The prison cell was made of iron and steel, and three sides were built with stone blocks. There was not even a single window, and there was no light source except for the dim oil lamp.

Feng Ling walked over step by step, and found that there was no one in the left and right prisons, so he walked directly along the passage to the end.

The prison at the end is closed, and the situation inside cannot be seen clearly.Feng Ling stood outside the iron gate, patted the iron sheet, and shouted: "Ye Fuyi, are you inside?"

There was a slight muffled hum from inside.

Feng Ling's complexion changed slightly, and she used all her internal energy to slam the iron door open, and what she saw was a figure covered in blood.

The man was lying in the haystack with his back to him, his whole body was blood-colored, his hair was messy and sticking together, he didn't move, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Feng Ling's heart trembled violently, she rushed over, hugged the man, turned over, and called out: "Ye Fuyi?"

Unexpectedly, there was an unfamiliar face in sight, the man suddenly grabbed Feng Ling's wrist, opened his eyes, and waved a handful of white powder at him.

Feng Ling quickly slapped him away and took a step back, but it was too late.

The white powder rushed towards his face and flew into his eyes. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain, and the eyes were stimulated to shed tears, but he couldn't see anything.

Feng Ling didn't care so much, closed her eyes, and relying on the route she remembered, turned around and ran out of the prison, but slammed into a gentle embrace.

Feng Ling was shocked, and pointed at the man's eyes based on feeling, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, twisted forcefully, and cut behind her back.

Feng Ling kicked him with his legs, the man sensed his intentions first, and hit him with his knee, severe pain came from his thigh, Feng Ling almost lost all his strength, and fell limp in the man's arms.

The man held his other hand, and cut it back behind him, forcing him to turn around. Feng Ling was furious, and tried to struggle again, but was pushed violently by the man from behind, and hit her face against the wall. .

This impact was really not light, he just felt dizzy, with countless stars dangling above his head, wishing he could faint immediately.

"Do you still dare to resist?" A thick man's voice sounded from behind, the man was almost pressed against his ear, and the warm breath sprayed on Feng Ling's neck, making Feng Ling feel chilly.

"You are... the head of the family?" Feng Ling guessed.

There was darkness in front of him, he couldn't see anything, his eyeballs were burning with pain, Feng Ling's heart sank suddenly - he was blind.

"It's unlucky for you to bump into me. Tell me, who sent you here? What are you doing here?" The man pressed him against the wall forcefully, with a bit of ruthlessness in his voice.

"No one sent me. I'm here to find someone. Where's Ye Fuyi? What did you do to him?" Feng Ling was a little suffocated by the pressure, and the bones in his chest ached.

"Ye Fuyi? He ran away." The man seemed to sigh, "But with you in hand, I'm not afraid that he won't come back. Come here, bring the rope."

Hearing that Ye Fuyi had run away, Feng Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but when she heard that he was going to use herself as bait, her face turned serious.

The big master held his hands that were cut behind his back, picked up a thick rope and tied them up forcefully. Feng Ling struggled twice, but he couldn't break free, and he sealed several important acupoints all over his body.

"Bring him to my room, and I will interrogate him myself." The head of the family pushed Feng Ling to his subordinates, turned around and walked out.

Feng Ling was pushed and walked out. Because she couldn't see, she walked bumps and bumps along the way.He looked up, even in the midday sun, he couldn't feel the light at all, only the heat shone on his body, making him feel slightly hot.

Seeing that he was walking slowly, those people grabbed his shoulders and dragged him into the stockade.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Feng Ling was suddenly pushed by someone and staggered a few steps forward, but she couldn't stop and fell to the ground.

The ground is soft and fluffy, it is a blanket, you can't feel the heat of the sun, and there is a faint fragrance floating in your nose, it should be the house of the big head.

Feng Ling sat on the ground blankly, hoping that Ye Fuyi would not be so stupid as to fall into their trap.The sound of footsteps came from far to near, Feng Ling held her breath and concentrated, feeling that the man came to her.

Because of the loss of vision, her senses were more sensitive than before. Feng Ling could feel the man staring at her, and the goosebumps on her body were raised one by one.

He lowered his head, his messy hair covered half of his cheeks.

Suddenly his jaw was pinched, and he was forced to raise his head. A look of humiliation flashed across Feng Ling's face, and he said angrily, "If you want to kill or cut, why bother to humiliate people?"

The man sighed and said, "It's a pity to kill such a good face." He rubbed the corner of his eyes lightly with his fingertips, and sighed: "It's actually a cinnabar mole, born in this place, and you can see it." When you look at it, you will definitely have a feeling of ecstasy, if I knew it, I would have kept your eyes."

Feng Ling poohed, but she didn't know if she poohed that person's face.He didn't seem to be very angry, Feng Ling's chin was lifted by something cold again, Feng Ling guessed that it might be the handle of a dagger, so he didn't dare to act rashly again.

"What's your name?" The man asked slowly.

Feng Ling looked at him with unfocused eyes and didn't speak.

"Spine." The head of the family smiled, "Remember, my name is Longcheng."

"You don't deserve to know my name." Feng Ling tilted her head and said disdainfully. As soon as she finished speaking, she was hit on the body. Feng Ling was unprepared and let out a muffled groan, almost biting the tip of her tongue.

It turned out that he was holding a whip in his hand.

Feng Ling hadn't recovered yet, when he was whipped again suddenly on the shoulder, this time he didn't make a sound, not even a muffled grunt.

"Really don't tell me?" Longcheng approached him again, hugged him into his arms, tore off his clothes, exposed the welt marks on his shoulders, and pressed his fingertips lightly.

Feng Ling gritted her teeth.

Long Cheng's eyes froze for a moment, and he pressed down hard.

Feng Ling's complexion turned pale, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, a short and slight cry of pain came from his throat, and he almost fainted in his arms.

Longcheng found that his shoulders were white and thin, and his collarbone was very obvious. Although he looked tall and big, he felt small and delicate when held in his arms.

The clothes were half hung on his body, and looking down from this angle, one could vaguely see two small red fruits on his lean chest, plus the smooth and delicate skin wrapped under the coarse linen clothes, gently Rubbing, there are tiny bumps protruding out, which makes people have an urge to ruthlessly ravage/ravage it for no reason.

Longcheng felt a sudden heat rising somewhere, and he was gradually waking up - he wanted to conquer this person!

No matter what method is used, if you see him cry, he begs for mercy.