Before the two of them had even uttered a few words, Tu Zhongli's men left the bonfire and came towards them. He Lingchuan had just heard Tu Zhongli call him Huang Mao, probably because his hair was sparse and yellowish.
Huang Mao stood next to the two of them: "The boss asked me to ask you if you want to leave the swamp with us?"
Throwing bait to win support as soon as you arrive?
Dong Rui said: "Yes."
"Then just stay by the fire, don't say anything and don't cause trouble." Tu Zhongli also heard that He Lingchuan intended to approach Manager Zhao.
Their original plan did not include the sudden addition of two living people to the burrowing spider's nest, and neither of them seemed honest.
At this juncture, they don't like variables.
He Lingchuan asked: "When can I leave?"
"Soon, uh, it should be tomorrow morning." Huang Mao pointed to the bonfire, "Go and sit down."
He Lingchuan glanced at him and suddenly pointed to the bamboo tube on his waist and said, "I seem to have seen this kind of blow dart somewhere."
Half an arm long, colorful bamboo, tied with small strands of hemp rope.
By the way, some of the corpses that drifted into the swamp a few days ago were wearing blowguns like this.
Huang Mao's face changed.
At this time, a spider guard ran over and said to Dong Rui: "You have been out for too long, and our ancestors told you to go back to the nest to work!"
Apparently Zhu Erniang was also worried that these cunning humans would get together and give Dong Ruike an opportunity to take advantage of.
As for He Lingchuan, he didn't care too much about the idle man who had to eat dry food.
Chapter completed!