Chapter 14 Want to be the sister of Mrs. Gao Ming (12)
"What's Mao Zi's contact information?" The village chief's expression was a little dull. After reacting for a long time, he still didn't understand what Jin Qing was talking about!
It seems that there are really different races! It seems that I can't communicate with the savage in front of me.
Jin Qing's hoarse voice made the village chief tremble, but he was also sure that Jin Qing, who looked like a savage in front of him, had absolutely no ill intentions towards him.
Looking at the village chief whose eyes were still dull, Jin Qing stopped talking and wanted to do business first.
Fearing that the wolves would steal his trophies, Jin Qing dismissed the wolves and led them to lie far away, not allowing them to get close to the cavalry.
Anyway, after such a long period of taming, Baiyan has accepted his fate as his little brother. He no longer has any thoughts of escaping, nor is he afraid that they will take the opportunity to escape. The main reason is that Jin Qing is confident that he can run faster than Baiyan and them.
Rolling eyes: "(T▽T), whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway!"
He saw Jin Qing ignoring him and walking straight back to the cavalry, while the wolves also ran to the distance and lazily climbed down.
The village chief came to his senses and quickly followed Jin Qing to help. Although communication between the two was not easy, there was always no problem in helping with small things.
He untied all the corpses of the Yi and Jin people on horseback. Most of the corpses of the Jin people were incomplete. While the village chief cried out in pain and screamed "animals", Jin Qing had carefully placed them close to the village chief.
The bodies of the Yi Renmen were spread flat on the ground on the other side together with the bodies of their leaders.
Although there was no difference between Yi people and Jin people in Jin Qing's time, it didn't stop Jin Qing from abhorring this kind of behavior of torturing others for fun.
Therefore, when attacking these barbarians, Jin Qing did not hesitate at all. Anyone who kills will always be killed. It depends on who has the bigger fist, who is the right one.
The once peaceful and peaceful village was now like a Shura field, with corpses strewn all over the ground.
The village chief's mood was extremely complicated. He felt indescribable bitterness when he saw the Jin people's bodies, and he felt indescribable joy when he saw the Yi people's bodies.
The village chief, who was struck by two emotions at the same time, felt that he was going to be possessed by a demon. Finally, the village chief, who finally calmed down, walked to the Jin people and decided to clean up his tribe first so that they could be buried in peace.
Jin Qing, on the other hand, has no sympathy for the village chief's psychology.
The notice stated that they only wanted the Yi Ren's head, so after placing the Yi Ren's body, Jin Qing weighed the knife in his hand, found a convenient direction to strike, and chopped off the Yi Ren's neck.
As expected, I heard 707's voice again: "Stop, no!"
Jin Qing stopped midway, only to hear a stuck sound, and the tendons in his shoulders flashed. Jin Qing gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words to 707: "This is the third time today, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation."
"We are a compassionate system. The host cannot do such cruel things! Otherwise, the score will be lost in the future." 707 replied neatly.
Jin Qing: "Haha!" What a big chastity archway!
I don’t want to deal with 707 who only screams.
Jin Qing looked in the direction of the old village chief. At this time, the village chief was lowering his head and sorting out the corpses of Jin people on the ground with distress.
Recalling that back then, this was how I collected the corpses of the former villagers.
Feeling sad for a moment, he tried his best to piece together the bodies of his men and let them return to dust and earth to dust.
On the other side, he was whimpering softly because of the tragic death of these poor people who were also burdened by the troubled times. He was born in the troubled times, and tomorrow this might be his ending.
The village chief, immersed in his own world, had completely ignored Jin Qing's calculating gaze at this moment.
Holding the knife and walking up to the village chief, Jin Qing's hoarse voice sounded again: "Can you do me a favor?"
The tearful village chief raised his head. Under the sunlight, Jin Qing's dirty face seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, making the village chief unable to open his eyes.
"Sir, what are your orders? Just tell the little old man, I am willing to do my best!" The village chief got up from the ground and bowed to Jin Qing, his savior.
Hearing that the village chief said he was willing to help, Jin Qing narrowed his eyes happily and handed the Yi people's machete to the village chief: "Come on, help me chop off their heads!"
Village Chief: "..." Did I hear wrongly?
After turning Jin Qing's words over in his head a few times, he looked at the big knife that Jin Qing handed over.
The village chief, who thought for a long time before suddenly realizing it, sat down on the ground: "Ye, Ye, Master Ye, old, old, I don't, no, no, I don't dare!"
"Grandpa, what is this name?" Jin Qing was puzzled, not knowing that the old village chief called him "Savage".
"You can call me Miss Jin, or Jin Qing." Because it involves the power of faith, the longevity tablet in the later period, Jin Qing generously informed the other party of her name.
Old Village Chief: I would rather believe that the cruel guy in front of me is a real savage than believe that you are actually a girl.
