Crossing straight to the blue sky

Chapter 7

Qingyun nodded and bowed, smiling obsequiously, reaching into his clothes, took out the cloth bag, and handed it over with both hands, "Brother, heirloom, heirloom."

The appearance of the dog legs is really unsightly.

The gangster didn't bring it over right away, and stared at her cautiously for a while. He didn't notice anything unusual about Qingyun, so he took it over. He kept looking at her from the corner of his eye, and if there was anything unusual about her, he immediately sent her back to her hometown.

Qingyun laughed along with him, glanced at the branch next to the gangster's feet out of the corner of his eye, and slowly moved over to hug his leg and beg for mercy.

"Brother, I gave you the heirloom. Let me go and let me join you. I have many uses. I eat less and can do everything. From now on, I will do all the laundry, cooking, and running errands."

For the sake of his own life, Qingyun's tongue was brilliant, and he talked wildly, circling with him, fooling the gangster to divert his attention.

"I can also be used as a bait to frighten those refugees and make them hand over their money. There are quite a few people who have money in their hands while fleeing famine. Just like me, they will definitely believe it. When I coax them to go to a remote place... ..."

Qing Yun gestured to the neck with a knife, and then asked him with a charming smile: "What do you think of this idea?"

The gangster originally planned to take the family heirloom and send her back to her hometown.But after hearing Qingyun's idea, I was really moved. After thinking about it, I think it is feasible.

But he let her go so easily, and felt unwilling. He kicked her injured shoulder and said, "Let grandpa see if your family heirloom is real. I really let you go and let you join us."

Qingyun broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, his face turned pale, he couldn't help spitting blood, and then nodded, "Really, I dare not lie to you if I lie to anyone!"

Qingyun's tragic situation finally satisfied the gangster, he threw the cloth bag in his hand, looked at Qingyun with a malicious smile: "But that old man, you have to kill him yourself."

Qingyun froze from fright, trembling, and said for a long time: "I...I...I can't do anything, the old man is taking care of me all the way..."

The gangster was like a cat playing with a mouse, teasing Qingyun, glanced at the frozen Qingyun, as if he didn't see her fear, and said slowly:

"Is there anything you can't do? It's no different from killing chickens and ducks. It's not your relatives. You don't want to join us, you don't just say it with empty teeth, you have to have a vote, and the old man is your vote. He is dead. , think about it."

Bad food!
The old man who was hiding in the bushes not far away was very anxious, and he greeted the eight generations of the gangster's ancestors in his heart, and was even more worried that Qingyun was too young and ignorant to be coaxed by the gangster's few words.

The gangsters didn't find his hiding place, but Qingyun knew it.

He is a person who is half buried in a coffin, so he will die when he dies, it doesn't matter.Even if Qingyun confessed him, the criminals would not let him go.

I muttered in my heart: "You son of a bitch, be brave, don't listen to him, he lied to you!"

But seeing Qingyun struggling first, then all kinds of entanglement, pain, and finally the expression of giving up, he knew that the dead boy really planned to kill him to submit a certificate.

The old man was angry and impatient, and finally laughed angrily, thinking: "I knew you were a white-eyed wolf, and I shouldn't have saved you when you were attacked by bandits."

The old man also gave up. How can he be an old man against two young people?
Just die, who cares if he is "dinner" after he dies?
(End of this chapter)