The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 78 Such a method of killing would terrify even a rat!
When General Huang fell to the ground, Gan Minglan helped him up.

With the strong cushioning, almost no sound could be heard from outside.

The triangular-eyed deputy commander was intently watching the situation inside the room.

At first, he just felt that General Huang was being too chivalrous towards women.

Why not just tear the dress with your bare hands?

The sleeping potion they used was bought from Nanyang Prefecture, and its efficacy was indeed guaranteed.

Under normal circumstances, one will not regain consciousness within six hours.

After waiting for so long, not even a whimper came out.

The sound insulation of the rear enclosure is only so-so.

He listened intently for a while, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

The distinguished guest he had invited tonight closed his eyes forever right before his eyes.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The triangular-eyed deputy centurion finally realized something was wrong: "Something's not right!"

The guards who were keeping watch with him asked suspiciously, "Did General Huang fall asleep as soon as he saw the kang (heated brick bed) after drinking too much?"

Fell asleep?
How can that be done!

Isn't all that effort they put in tonight a complete waste?

The triangular-eyed deputy centurion decided to muster his courage and eavesdrop on the conversations of the top military and political leaders.

He tiptoed to the door and just pressed his ear against the crack in the door.

The door creaked open.

He thought he had been caught red-handed by General Huang, and was quite startled.

He quickly lowered his head and apologized, "General, I'm sorry."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand reached out from inside the house and forcefully pulled him inside.

Several guards were standing at the entrance of the second courtyard and clearly saw their boss eavesdropping and going inside.

They looked at each other, unable to hide their gossip and excitement:
"This? It can't be what I'm thinking, can it?"

"Hehe, does General Huang want the boss to play the 'Two Dragons Playing with Six Pearls' game?"

"Excuse me for not having seen this before, but shall we go and eavesdrop?"

"What's the rush? The boss was just pulled in. Let's wait until things get really noisy inside before we go listen."

"Damn it, just thinking about it is unbearable! If even our esteemed guests and the boss can't handle it, we're ready to go in and serve them anytime."

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The guards were so excited their faces turned ashen.

I rubbed my hands together and waited and waited.

After a long while, nothing happened.

Even the most oblivious person would have noticed something was amiss.

It's understandable that General Huang was hesitant to act freely on their territory.

However, their centurion was also known for being ruthless when it came to women.

I can't figure it out.

The guards could only kick open the door and rush into the house, clutching their weapons.

And then, he was never able to leave the house again!
Even without using any special abilities, Gan Minglan's combat experience would allow her to easily take on ten opponents at once.

When King Atu, who had already ruled over all the rats in the vicinity of Vulture Mountain and Sweetwater River, came looking for his master by the scent on his body.

Then I saw Liu Wu, the personal guard who had tricked people into coming to the post station for a meal, kicking himself desperately before he died.

The stock of slippery items is already limited; every one used reduces the remaining supply.

After dealing with a general and a deputy commander, Gan Minglan was reluctant to use them again.

She roughly pinched the chins of these guards and forced the tea they had prepared for their distinguished guest into their mouths.

She tossed several handfuls of doggrass seeds into the small teapot.

One large gulp can swallow hundreds of seeds. Therefore, the soldiers, while fully conscious, felt hundreds of seeds complete their life cycle within their internal organs.

Before they died, their pupils were wide open.

He died in agony and terror, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

When King Atu first met Gan Minglan, her wood-type supernatural ability had already surpassed level eight.

It can directly stimulate the roots and branches of certain plants, providing assistance when killing zombies.

This was the first time it had ever witnessed its owner killing a two-legged creature with tiny doggrass seeds.

This way of dying is even more terrifying than strangling a zombie's head with thorns.

King A-Tu was a vegetarian!
What if it upsets its owner one day? Could it cause it to eat things like dog food seeds or barley that stimulate its growth?

Its bones and teeth are indeed harder than steel bars, but its intestines and stomach are quite soft.

Imagine that scene: the seed takes root and sprouts inside its belly.
Waaaaah, so scary!
King Atu shook the goosebumps off his rat skin and quickly tried to ingratiate himself by sending a message to his master:

"Squeak! Master, master, something terrible has happened! Lots and lots of two-legged creatures are coming this way with sticks!"

Gan Minglan stopped moving the corpses and said with a slight nervousness:
"Are all those two-legged creatures wearing the same clothes? How many? A hundred or a thousand?"

A-Tu raised his two front paws above his head:
"Chirp! They're different! Their fur is all tattered! They're all different! More tattered than any other two-legged creature I've ever seen before!"

It has never been to school, so how can it do such accurate data statistics?
The owner really knows how to make things difficult for the mouse!

Gan Minglan: Are there still many people wearing tattered clothes?
The answer is ready to come out.

She dared not delay any longer, nor did she need to put any effort into arranging the murder scene.

The scapegoats are here!

Issue the order directly:

"Your Majesty, take me to Fatty and Fatty's father right now. We need to leave quickly."

"Squeak, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Waaah, I hope the owner won't kill the mouse so easily, since it's so capable!
Judging from the sleeping potion administered to the She family, they wouldn't wake up for a while.

Gan Minglan took the group directly into the training room of the wooden house.

Then, under the guidance of King A-Tu, they successfully found the secret room of Guan Zuowenkang, Fatty, and others.

Well, there simply wasn't enough time to give the antidote to so many people.

To run fast, you have to put them all into your space.

She had just evaded the guards on duty and climbed the large locust tree outside the wall of the Qianhu Office.

The refugees found them as soon as they entered the courtyard through the main gate.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The banging on the door was blatant.

When all the guards from the government office arrived with their weapons, the main gate had already been pushed down.

A dense mass of refugees poured in like a flood.

The soldiers' legs went weak, and even their weapons couldn't give them a sense of security.

Many of the refugees at the forefront had large patches of blood on their faces and bodies.

Clearly, the checkpoint has fallen.

They... they actually dared to kill government soldiers?!
The guards were completely dumbfounded.

They were getting carried away by easily wiping out the refugees at a checkpoint.

What difference does it make whether you kill a few dozen or a few hundred soldiers?
"Charge! They are all corrupt officials who have plundered the people's wealth, and spineless cowards who can't even go to the battlefield!"

“Even salted fish will be fined if they pass through this checkpoint. We must remove this cannibalistic garrison on behalf of the people traveling to and from Nanhe Prefecture!”

"Kill, kill, kill! All crows are black, not one of them is a good person!"

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(End of this chapter)