Meng Youtian turned to a tree and untied his trouser belt. He deliberately made a noise in the purse tied around his waist. He slowly untied his hands, but did not hear any abnormal movement. While he tied his purse, he frowned. With a sudden inspiration, he secretly opened the mouth of the purse, pretended to be careless, and poured out the ocean in the purse.

"Oh!" Meng Youtian exclaimed, squatted down and was busy picking up the ocean, and raised his head and shouted loudly at Qin Lianfang: "Wife, come quickly, the money has dropped from the grass, and there is that piece of opium, please help me find it!"

Qin Lianfang was stunned by Meng Youtian's temporary performance. The blind old Yuan coughed before she woke up and rushed over.

Money, opium, and women. Wan Laosi's eyes emitted light, turned his head to look at his companion, and greed also ejaculated in his companion's eyes.

"Old Qian, how about it? We made them and the money was divided equally." Wan Laosi whispered: "There is that little girl, which makes people envious."

Old Qian blinked his eyes and said hesitantly: "If others know, we have violated the rules."

"Heaven and earth know, you know, I know." Wan Laosi sneered: "How much have they snuggled? Do we know? Stay here and drink the wind and get the cold, and make them cheaper. How much benefit do we get after working for so long? Isn't we licking the leftover soup? With money and guns, where are we going to be?"

"Okay, it's done." Old Qian gritted his teeth, "We will get the money and opium, and that woman belongs to me."

"Where hasn't the slutty widow in the village sucked you dry?" Wan Laosi raised his gun and said, "You go and intercept the old ones. I'll get these two young ones and get them all into the forest. If you get the trick, let's discuss the division."

Lao Qian nodded and touched the donkey cart on the road with a gun. Wan Laosi approached Meng Youtian and Qin Lianfang, who were squatting on the ground pretending to look for money for opium.

"Have you found all the money? Count it, it's twenty yuan!" Meng Youtian winked at Qin Lianfang and waited slowly for the bandits to appear. "There are two taels of cigarette paste, don't find it!"

Qin Lianfang heard the soft footsteps, and was a little nervous, her hands trembled, and she agreed randomly.

"Don't move around. If you want to live, just raise your hand." Wan Laosi came closer and shouted coldly.

Meng Youtian was secretly happy, slowly raised his hand and begged: "Uncle, don't, don't hurt me and my wife. I will share half of the money. You can give it up and let us go!"

"Shut up." Wan Laosi tilted his head and looked at it. There were oceans in Qin Lianfang's hands and on the ground. He couldn't help but grin, "The man raised his hand and turned slowly. The woman picked up all the oceans. Be obedient. I only have money and don't live."

"Okay, okay, we are obedient." Meng Youtian looked bitter and raised his hands and turned around. Qin Lianfang pulled up the ocean, held it in both hands, and his heart was pounding.

Lao Qian jumped onto the road and forced the blind Lao Yuan to drive the donkey cart into the woods with a gun, and got together with Meng Youtian and the others.

"This little girl is more handsome than the one in the morning. How can I mess with them?" Old Qian looked at Qin Lianfang, and his eyes were filled with lewd light.

"Bind it up first." Wan Laosi glared at Lao Qian, meaning not to be so impatient and not to cause trouble for others.

Lao Qian took the gun and took out the rope and headed straight for Meng Youtian. Meng Youtian cooperated to stretch out his hands. Lao Qian was about to tie it up, but Lao Yuan on the other side had already found an opportunity. Taking advantage of Wan Laosi's relaxed spirit, he suddenly made a big stride and reached Wan Laosi's front, grabbed the barrel of the gun with his left hand, and his right hand and palm were like a halberd, poking Wan Laosi's throat like lightning. Wan Laosi's mouth let out a joke, his eyes rolled up, and the gun fell to the ground.

Meng Youtian also moved, grabbed Lao Qian's wrist with his left hand, and grabbed his neck with his right hand, put it on his knee, and pressed it hard on Lao Qian's vital point. Lao Qian was gasping for air conditioning, his body suddenly hunched over, and the severe pain in his lower body almost made him faint, feeling his eyes turned black. Then, Meng Youtian let go and stepped back, kicking him hard in the face.

That's all? Qin Lianfang blinked hard, holding Dayang in her hand, and was a little stupid and didn't react. Meng Youtian gently pushed her, "Okay, it's okay, you go there for a while."

Wan Laosi's throat was broken, he covered his neck and twisted it in pain on the ground, his face turned purple, and he saw that he could not live anymore. Qin Lianfang only glanced at it, turned his head and quickly left here.

"Yes, you guys are really good at it." The blind old Yuan looked at Lao Qian who fainted on the ground and praised.

"Hehe, I have figured out these two tricks all the way. They are not as good as your old man's move, and they will kill with one blow." Meng Youtian praised him. Seeing the blind old Yuan frowned slightly, he subconsciously reached out and stroked his left arm, and asked with concern: "Brother Yuan, your injury is not in the way, right?"

"It's not a problem, I just stretched it a little, and it'll be fine for a while." The blind old man shook his head gently and said, "I'll report a letter to the people behind and ask them to come up quickly."

Meng Youtian nodded, carried the bandit's big gun on his back, stared at Lao Qian with thoughtful thoughts, and touched his chin for a while and smiled evilly.

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"Gulu, Gulu..." A big cart was swaying along the road and swaying towards Lianggang Village. The person who was chasing the car was the blind Lao Yuan. Meng Youtian, Xiao Quan and Lao Qian were sitting in the car, talking and laughing while walking.

"Stop!" The guard post at the entrance of the village pulled the bolt from a distance and asked loudly: "Who is it? What are you doing?"

"What are you fooling around?" Lao Qian replied deliberately loudly: "I am you."

"Old Qian, you bastard, I am you!" The guard heard Lao Qian's voice and couldn't help but curse back: "Why are you back?"

"I met a fellow villager today and came to join the group." Lao Qian said as he made up his lies: "I'm still bringing a gift, so I'm in a hurry to send it back first."

"Didn't you bring back a few girls?" The guard deported his gun, stood in the road, and asked lazily.

"Fuck? Is there still a shortage of girls when I have money?" Old Qian said, and the car had stopped.

"Brother, we are just a newcomer, so please take care of us." Xiao Quan jumped out of the car, accompanied him with a smile, and sent two oceans to the guard post blocking the road.

"Hehe." A smile appeared on the face of the guard post. When he looked up and down, he looked at everyone with one-eyed black face while driving the car. He looked fierce. He must be a murderer and robber. He said, "Brother, where have you made money? You will be able to get along with each other in the future. It's easy to talk about taking care of others."

Another post was caught by the other post, and he came over. Xiao Quan still offered two pieces of ocean to serve the bandit and was very happy.

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