C233 He Was Fooled

Louis held his stomach, blood flowing down, and he was walking quite energetically, and soon he was there.

He rummaged through the things for a long time. There was beer, roast goose, and some dirty canned food.

This guy picked up a few cans of beer and hesitated for a moment. When he raised his head to look at the crowd,

Realizing that the bandits were all licking their lips greedily, he immediately made up his mind and closed his eyes. He thought to himself, "Drink it. Even if you know it's poisonous, you still have to drink it. If you don't drink it, this vicious old man will definitely stab his stomach. "

Ever since John became the commander of this group of people, the bandits could feel that this guy was much more ruthless than Jim. Moreover, his methods were strange. He would definitely play tricks on you.

It made you wish you were dead.

He gulped down the beer for a long time, feeling that the beer should have been cold in the shade. It was cool and the taste was excellent. The beer foam flowed up along the trachea and felt extremely comfortable.

He grabbed another goose leg and chewed until his mouth was full of oil. He burped in comfort. It seemed that the wound was not that painful anymore. He raised the can and shouted at John, "Commander, Commander, it's fine. "

John was worried that there was a problem with the quality of these things. To put it bluntly, he was afraid that someone would poison them or put some anesthesia or something. Now it seemed that there should not be a big problem.

He went over with his people and stood in front of the stone table. He put his hand on the shed and looked at the port of Ye Feng City, which was one kilometer away. All kinds of tattered flags were fluttering in the air. A few large ships were parked at the port. A few black security guards were sitting at the door and lazily leaning against the back of the chair.

"Go, go and see what's going on at the port. " John silently arranged everything.

A big guy beside him responded and ran over with his men.

In a short while, he arrived at the port's entrance.

This guy wasn't polite at all to the manager, captain, and employees who came out to welcome him. He kept threatening and asking Jia Zha for a while.

A few bandits were running around in the port, and even the captain and first mate of a few ships were called down to search the ship.

"Commander, commander, you can eat. . . "

The leader stood on the head of a wooden ship, waving his rifle, the sound of the waves came out.

"Eat, drink, inside. . . "

John narrowed his eyes, quietly savoring what he said, muttering.

He was thinking about a problem, but he did not notice what the bandits behind him were like. The bandits were all thirsty. Their lips were dry, and their tongues were licking their dry lips. There were also a few who were chewing on the green leaves and sucking the bitter juice inside.

There was also a bandit who looked wretched. While others were not paying attention, he took the opportunity to look north and kept stuffing bugs into his mouth.

When one of the fellows heard John say "eat, drink," he immediately went crazy and pounced in front of the stone table. He picked up the beer and used his teeth to bite open the zipper. The zipper cut open his lips and blood flowed down. The beer was poured into his mouth like clear water that watered the dry fields.

John's heart was also extremely conflicted. A powerful force pulled him to drink, and another force of reason kept reminding him that there might be a trap. Just as he was hesitating whether he should punish this undisciplined fellow, a flood rushed up behind him.

The bandits rushed over like evil ghosts pouncing on food, and they almost pushed him to the ground.

These guys did not have any quality to begin with. They were so thirsty! If they walked another few hundred meters, they would probably pass out from hunger. Now that they had beer and roast goose, John understood that even if he used a gun to shoot them, he wouldn't be able to stop them.

It might even cause a mutiny.

A little fatty obediently handed him a piece of fat and tender goose meat. His mouth was full of beer, and he attentively said, "Commander, it's fresh and fresh. It's very delicious. "

John raised the can hesitantly and slowly drank a few mouthfuls. He savored it in his mouth for a while and could not resist the desire to cause trouble in his stomach. He very naturally drank a few mouthfuls.

When he looked at the few ships in the distance, he was shocked and muttered, "Why? Why? My brain. . . "

As he thought of this, he suddenly thought of a question:

Why can't I go to the dock and find water to drink on the boat? Only then can I guarantee that there won't be any problems.

At this moment, he felt his head swell and his vision began to blur. He looked back and saw that a few bandits who were walking back were attacked by a group of people.

Fatty Liu saw that Liang Shuai and the others had defeated a few bandits who had just returned from the port. The big guy was hiding behind a rock and resisting stubbornly. He quietly went up from behind and said mockingly:

"Big guy, your dad called you home to eat. "

Just as that guy turned his head, Fatty Liu threw a black brick at him.

The big guy instantly fell to the ground. Fatty Liu weighed the brick in his hand and sighed emotionally, "It's still convenient to use this thing. Hehe. "

There were so many people, but all of them were unconscious. There were about fifty or sixty of them. It would be a little difficult to get them back. Fatty Liu Wen, what should we do?

The old Taoist saw that all of them had ferocious expressions and were dirty. After fighting with these people for so long, how could he not have any resentment in his heart? He pointed to the ground and said, "Dig a hole and bury them all. "

This fellow was thin and skinny. He actually came up with such a rotten idea. Liang Shuai almost went up to give him a slap. Fortunately, the old Taoist priest explained it again and buried him in the sand, exposing his chest and above. Even if he woke up, he would stare at each other helplessly and would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

Akkala dragged John and the two bandit leaders. They did not dare to delay at all and quickly returned to Fort Venta.

At this time, on the peak of the mountain, whether it was the injured bandit soldiers or the Infantry Battalion of the Third degree, they were all neatly bandaged and gathered at the intersection of the mountain.

Delson and Lance were running around anxiously as they surrounded Xiao Qiang. They would talk about this later. They talked about it and talked about it. They were so anxious that they wanted to pull him up, but this guy slept very comfortably. Sometimes, he even smacked his lips, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

More than ten minutes ago, Miss Monika had returned. She saw that Xiao Qiangbing was still asleep. She stood behind him and leaned over to tell him about the process of meeting the bandits.

The group of beautiful women who were bathing by the river in the forest just now was done by her and her men.

When they were bathing, it was a performance. Not only did they have to exaggerate the perfect figure of the beautiful women, but they also had to think of ways to attract the bandits to take the bait.

After Xiao Qiangbing heard her, he opened his eyes listlessly and lazily closed them again. He stretched his shoulders, as if that place was not comfortable. Monika stretched out his long hand and rubbed it thoughtfully. Xiao Qiangbing yawned and said:

"Monika, this old man John has caught up to a thousand-year-old turtle. He is very cunning. Can you catch him? I think it is not possible!"