Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

God is sorry, I ran non-stop all day and night, even the poor pony rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, I couldn't see the little girl of the saint and the fat tiger.

This is impossible!

Anyway, the saint ran away for a few days first, and it's normal if she couldn't catch up, but the young leader was half a day earlier than me.I also know his beloved horse, what is it called "Chengfeng", a very cool name, but that kind of tall horse with noble blood is better at short-distance sprints and fighting on the battlefield, and it can really run across mountains and ridges But a pony dedicated to transporting goods.

It’s impossible to say that it’s impossible to go off the road. From our Demon Cult’s main altar to the first fairly prosperous town, this is the only official road. The young leader’s horse can’t even run long distances, let alone trek through mountains and rivers through dense forests. off the trail.

Am I missing something?

I stopped by a tea stall beside the official road, handed the tired pony to the stall owner's son, fed it some fodder, and took a rest, while I sat on a half-worn bench and let the The stall owner served a pot of big-leaf tea, and tried to remember if there was anything strange that I skipped on the way.

I remember last night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, I was riding a pony "Dede". When I passed by all the way, I seemed to hear some strange sounds, like the sound of wind blowing leaves, but now I think about it carefully. , or like someone whimpering and crying softly, or a wild cat on the side of the road meowing...

Fuck, what is the plot of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio"?

Just as I was carefully recalling how similar that female ghost's crying sound was to the young leader's voice, I heard a shout in my ear: "You are courting death!"

I'm coming!The standard configuration in the rivers and lakes, when encountering a fight on the road 1!

How common is this kind of thing, that is, the owner of the tea stall and his ten-year-old cub watched calmly as two or three big men surrounded a man in front of the low table, and they were still in the mood and free to take care of themselves. Pots and pans are all put away.

How to say Han Feizi's words: A chivalrous man breaks the law with martial arts.

The absence of public power will inevitably lead to the unlimited expansion of private power, and heroes are the inevitable product of this situation.Therefore, the more prosperous the peace and prosperity, the less room for chivalrous men to develop themselves. In the modern society I live in, heroes only exist on the stage and in the promotion brochures of martial arts enrollment classes... Want to be a hero?Let's take a look at Mr. Luo Xiang's criminal law class first!

The existence of heroes, to ordinary people, is the "poison" in drinking poison to quench thirst. They are the antidote for upholding justice, and the poison/drug that proves the injustice of the world.

Oh, the calf is talking too much.

For the time being, I forgot about the annoying Fat Tiger. Anyway, it’s okay for him to cry all night. If he suffers more, it’s better to persuade him to go back.While drinking herbal tea from an earthenware bowl, I watched others fight with great interest.The three big guys were not friendly, they had a lot of business, but they couldn't see their sect background by looking at their clothes.

This kind of trouble is troublesome. If they are uniformed, most of them are disciples of the big sect.And those great sects who mess around in the rivers and lakes always have a face, so they are very particular about what they do, even if they are looking for revenge, they have to learn from their reputation, and even invite them in advance.

But this kind of gangster and warrior has no taboos, and he can use all kinds of indiscriminate methods.

The man surrounded by three people was still sitting and drinking tea, showing a bit of a hidden heroic demeanor, but he failed immediately.When the large stainless steel knife did not say hello and slashed at the man's head, he threw the tea bowl sensitively and rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding the knife. Instead he fell apart on the spot.

So, I sat on the tea stall and watched a good show of moving around on the mud floor with no expression on my face. This man was as lively as a erha just released from the door.His posture and movements are chaotic, but his face shows a vigilance like a dog.

His appearance was not particular about his appearance, his beard was unshaven, his hair was not combed well, and his clothing style was even more ordinary. Now that he rolled around in the mud, he looked more and more like a free-range dog.

Fortunately, after this round, he was not injured, but the three strong men were exhausted and out of breath.It can be seen that these three strong men are not from famous families, they only know some superficial foreign skills, relying on their brute force and the fine steel weapons in their hands to fight fiercely.

But the matter has come to this point, it is unrealistic not to continue killing people, the eldest brother still wants to save face, people in the rivers and lakes are just a face.They rested for a while, then raised their swords and charged forward again.The man rolled on the ground again, and he rolled to my feet. He raised his head, stared at me with those big eyes, and looked at me "affectionately" for three seconds.

In these three seconds, I seemed to read so much information from his eyes that I thought it was my hallucination.

The three big men obviously didn't care about accidentally hurting others. The tea stand owner and his son had long since hid, and the tea drinking guests scattered. I was the only one sitting there, and I stood out.

Oh, you even want my life?

Nonsence!Salted fish don't turn over, you think I'm made of plastic!I can't resist the perverted leader, and I can't lead you little bastards!

Just as I was about to raise my hand, I felt my body sink. That dog...ah no, that man rushed up, put his arms around my waist and rolled together on the muddy ground. At that moment, I felt like a car full of cement The truck driving towards me was so brute force that I was in no hurry to resist.The man hugged me and rolled to the ground, avoided the blade again, then pushed me away without hesitation, and fled in another direction by himself.

To be honest, I really couldn't react at that time. One was that I couldn't believe the opponent's hand was so strong, and the other was that I didn't feel any danger or malice.However, when I half-lyed on the muddy ground, looked at my low-key and luxurious brocade material, and touched the sticky mud on my face, my hands trembled uncontrollably...

Do you know how expensive this brocade is? !

Do you know how hard it is for a poor social animal to work hard to achieve KPI every day, just to buy good clothes for the New Year bonus? !

Do you know how difficult it is to find Guardian Zuo to reimburse travel expenses after returning from a mission? !

Fuck, you all go to hell!

...The following martial arts scenes will be omitted for readers. Anyway, the scene was so brutal that "Gouzi" couldn't bear to look directly and shouted: "Big brother, big brother, forget it, if you hit it again, you will be killed." .”

Hehe, if you kill him, you will be killed. Anyway, I belong to the Demon Cult, so if you kill him, you can get three more KPI indicators!

Of course, this is just angry talk.Like I said before, I don't like to kill people, unless I don't have to, why should I generate revenue KPIs when no colleagues are present?Laughing dead, salted fish will never let the boss get a little bit of cheap, and it is impossible to work overtime.

So, I just beat the three strong men half to death.Seeing those three unlucky bastards with bruised noses and swollen faces lying on the ground, I felt the depression in my chest from the teacher's lecture the day before yesterday slowly dissipate.He dragged a small bench and sat down, looking like a king of the mountain, patted the table, and said coldly: "Tell me, what's the matter with you, if you lie to me, I will kill you!"

That's right, we want to show the villainous attitude of our demon sect who will kill you if you don't agree with each other!

Under the description of the three big men and the "gouzi", I roughly reconstructed the whole story: the eldest brother of the three big men got married yesterday and married a beautiful bride, but the dog came and stole his sister-in-law.

Hasn't this been chased and hacked?If this were our Demon Cult, they could be chopped into pureed meat and fed to scorpions as an extra meal.

I silently looked at Gouzi, Gouzi is not a clean person, knowing that I despise his muddy body, so he simply sat on the ground, pointed at the three strong men and smiled wryly: "I didn't steal my wife , It was the girl who wanted to run away by herself, so I helped her."

"...Why does that girl want to run away?" I asked speechlessly.

Gouzi shrugged indifferently: "Then who knows? I was just going to eat at a wedding banquet, but I was beaten out by their family. I happened to see that the bride was about to run away. Good girl, I was pitiful before, so I asked the maid to pack it for me. After the food and drink, I thought of helping out."

I was silent for a moment, then looked at the three strong men: "Who is your eldest brother, did you snatch this girl by force?"

"No way, heroes!" the three strong men wailed, "Our eldest brother is the boss of Fuhumen, but Fuhumen is in the territory of Shushan faction, who dares to rob women from the sect of Shushan faction? We are well-behaved A decent person, my sister-in-law was also married by a matchmaker who was serious about hiring her and carrying a big sedan chair."

"Fart!" As I said that, I threw a teacup at his feet, "A decent person? A decent person, you even cut me off when you pass by?"

"Didn't we think...you were in the same group?" The big man replied in a sly manner, and I was almost laughed out of anger.

But when it comes to the Shushan School, this is a well-known sect in the martial arts. It belongs to the powerful sect that must remember to send them an invitation card no matter what important events happen in the rivers and lakes. It is located in Sichuan and is a branch of Taoism. However, compared to becoming the overlord of the martial arts, Shushan disciples may want to become immortals more.

Because it is a branch of Taoism, the Taoist priests of the Shushan School are not keen on Jianghu affairs, so that even though it is the closest to our Demon Cult, it is so salty that it can't fight at all. .

But this does not mean that the Taoists of Shushan are easy to bully. The old leader of the previous generation once killed on the top of Shushan, and was almost killed by the old master Lu of Shushan. After that, the Demon Cult did not dare to provoke Shushan, and Shushan was not interested. Punish evil and promote good, as long as you don't go wild on their territory, the priests don't care about anything.

They can probably sum it up with the emoji of "Taoism Sanlian": It's none of my business, it's none of your business, get out!

The love and hatred in the rivers and lakes may seem to the priests, not even as fun as the giant pandas on their mountains.

Therefore, there are many small sects in the territory of the Shushan School, because the Taoist priests don't care at all, but none of them dare to make trouble, because these Taoist priests are very cruel.

If Fuhumen is really at the foot of the Shushan faction, then it is really impossible to rob the women of the people by force, it can only be that the dog is meddling.

"How can you say that I'm meddling?" Gouzi seemed to be able to see what I was thinking, and immediately defended himself, "She invited me to dinner, and I will help her. This is called fair trade."

I squinted at him: "Then I saved you now, what are you going to give in exchange?"

"But I just..."

"Yunlai Trading Company's dark-pattern brocade, do you know how much silver is a foot?" I looked at Gouzi kindly and smiled, feeling distressed about the balance of my account, thinking about how much year-end bonus the Devil's Cult can give out this year.

Gouzi stared at me stupidly with wide open eyes. He probably didn't know the price of Yunjin, nor did he know where he should get the money to compensate me.

"But I did it to save you."

"Do you think I need your help?"

He was silent, and I was silent too. Gouzi and I were speechless. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, we looked like two hundred and five purebreds.

Alas, I sighed, why am I competing with a humanoid Erha?It is still far away from the nearby towns, not to mention that I have to go to find Fat Tiger, it is impossible to go forward to the town, take a bath and change clothes and then turn back, when the gate of the city will be closed, it will be delayed for another day.

If the fat tiger gets cold, so will I. Although I don’t think the young master who has practiced the fifth level of the Snow Recovering Technique will not be able to cool down, the automatic defense of the kung fu also has heat preservation. At most, he will starve to death. It is a problem, but the left and right people can't die without eating for three days.

"You can get out." I yelled at the three strong men casually, and got up to lead the horse back.

On the one hand, I was looking for the whereabouts of the fat tiger. On the other hand, I remember that when I was on the road, I saw farms and ponds on the road. They looked clean, and I could wash them there.

Seeing that the dog was about to follow, I added with a stern face: "Okay, you don't have to pay for the clothes, and you get out too."

"..." Gouzi paused, then sat back on the dirt floor in a lonely state.

Just now I felt a little pain in my conscience, I was indifferent for a moment, there is nothing else, it is too dirty, dogs who like to roll in the mud don't need sympathy!