Chapter 287
The guards handcuffed the thief's feet and ankles, and untied the tendon rope. The thief was tied up most of the night, and his hands and feet were numb. Even if he was not tied up, he would not be able to escape for a while.

The third boy sighed, and sat down opposite him, "Brother, for the sake of being like-minded, let's eat well."

His expression was very weird, as if he was looking at a dead person, which made the thief feel nervous, and said nervously, "Brother, what do you mean?"

The third boy filled the wine for him, sighed and said: "Oh, for the sake of fellow-men, brother, I... oh, forget it, brother, you can just let go of these good wine and food. , I’m still a full-fledged ghost when I go on the road.”

In ancient times, even if it was an extremely vicious villain who committed heinous crimes, the night before his execution, the officials would send good food to make people full.

The thief's face turned pale and bloodless, and he said in a trembling voice, "You...you...don't want to interrogate..."

The third man made a sigh, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, don't ask, we all know who ordered you."

He wrote "Yang" on the ground with his finger, and sighed: "It's just your brother's bad luck, eat it, we'll be on our way later."

There are too many people who are interested in movable type printing. Whether this guy is sent by Yang Guozhong or not, even the fake Baoyu is not sure, so he has to resort to psychological tactics, bluffing and intimidating, the other party's psychological defense has already collapsed.

In ancient times, masters had the right to kill servants who made mistakes, let alone thieves who were caught on the spot?Of course, there were also people who turned the government over, but it would be too troublesome to alert the government, and it would be very simple to kill them.

He was so frightened that his face was ashen, his whole body was trembling, he knelt on the ground with a thump, kowtowed desperately, and wailed: "Brother, for the sake of fellow-minded people, help brother, I don't want to die..."

He is a desperado hired by Yang Guozhong with a lot of money, and he is a master among the "gentlemen on the beam". These days, there are many desperadoes who claim to be not afraid of death, but if we really want to face death, is there really one who is not afraid of death?
"This..." Laid Laosan scratched his head, showing a troubled expression.

"Brother, I recruit, I recruit everything, help me, I don't want to die..." The thief knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.

The fake Baoyu, who was hiding outside the woodshed and eavesdropping, covered his mouth and snickered. This trick was scheming, hehe, although it was old-fashioned, it was worth a try.

(End of this chapter)

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