A guide to getting rich

Chapter 593 Revenge
While cooking the porridge, there were still people staring at her. She had already clamped the paper bag containing the medicine powder in her sleeve. When stirring the porridge, the medicine powder leaked from the cuff. Her hands kept turning, and the medicine powder was white. Yes, if you spill a little, you won't be able to see it clearly with the naked eye. Just keep leaking until the whole package of powder leaks out, and the porridge will be cooked.

When the porridge was ready, Bai Zhi offered to drink a bowl first, to help them taste it.

Smelling the aroma of the porridge, the soldier's stomach growled countless times, and he also knew that these rice were the last ones. After today, they would still eat roasted sweet potatoes tomorrow. At this time, how could he be willing to give up the rice? A bowl for Angelica?

The porridge was carried away by two soldiers. Among the three hundred soldiers, you got a bowl and I got a bowl. After the distribution, there were still a dozen people left with nothing to drink, so they could only eat roasted sweet potatoes with the villagers.

As the sky was getting darker, Bai Zhi quietly moved to Hu Changlin's side, handed a thin scalpel into his hand, and said in a low voice: "The porridge they drank has been drugged, and it should have an attack in a while, and there are more than a dozen more One person didn’t eat, so you took the knife in your hand, untied them quietly, and told them that we will deal with the remaining dozen people together, we have a lot of people, don’t be afraid, if you don’t fight, all of us will die.”

Hu Changlin understood, and immediately acted on what Bai Zhi said. Those who were tied up were all young and strong men in the village. Wrong, if you don't fight, you will die. If you try now, you might have a chance to escape.

Bai Zhi squeezed into the group of women, and cut the ropes that bound them one by one. When she squeezed to Zhao Lan's side, she gave a low moan, which made Zhao Lan's body tremble, and tears couldn't stop falling down. , She thought this child looked familiar before, but the more she looked at Zhao, she looked like Zhi'er, but she didn't dare to recognize him, and she didn't want to recognize him, she would rather this child wasn't Zhi'er.

She is Zhi'er, she really is Zhi'er.

"Mother, I am saving you, don't be afraid, we will be free soon." She patted Zhao Lan on the shoulder.

Zhao Lan said with a choked voice, "You silly girl, you really don't want your life!"

Bai Zhi smiled: "Without a mother, what is the use of my life?"

Zhao Lan's tears fell more and more, and she held Bai Zhi tightly with her hands. The previous fear was swept away, and a wave of courage that she had never had before gathered in her chest. With her daughter by her side, she was not afraid of anything.

A soldier noticed something was wrong on their side, and immediately came over: "Hey—what are you doing?" The soldier held the handle of the knife with one hand, ready to draw it at any time.

Xiaofeng and Hu Changlin stood up, and the men who were squatting on the ground also stood up.

Many of these women are their wives and daughters, and they cannot just sit back and watch.

Seeing this, the soldier roared angrily, "You guys are so courageous!" He pulled out his long knife with a swipe, and was about to call out to his brothers in the distance, but suddenly felt that the sky was dark in front of him, and he felt that the whole world was spinning. Spinning, falling to the ground, comatose. . .

The soldiers in the distance fell down in various postures, either left, right, up, or down.

In the end, there were only a dozen or so dumbfounded soldiers standing there, not knowing what happened.

Bai Zhi stood up and yelled at the big guys: "Go get the weapons, kill them, and avenge our relatives."

(End of this chapter)