The Wang brothers actually didn't know that while they were discussing how to kill someone, a pair of eyes were watching them quietly.
After Ma Xiaoquan successfully sneaked into the bandit camp, he groped his way towards the main camp. Unexpectedly, he heard a familiar voice as soon as he moved twice.
Ma Xiaoquan decisively stopped sneaking in and quietly hid behind a haystack.
When the other party walked in and listened, Ma Xiaoquan knew it was the Wang Dali brothers.
It takes no effort to get there even if you wear iron shoes.
Ma Xiaoquan really wanted to kill these two scumbags now, but he also thought that if he killed them now, he would not be able to let them take his own revenge. Furthermore, Ma Xiaoquan's infiltration this time was mainly due to
It is to help Cao Cao advocate.
What is advocacy? Ma Xiaoquan's own understanding is to spread some bad rumors.
Most of the Yellow Turban thieves were illiterate farmers. As the saying goes, stupid people are easy to fool, so Cao Cao came up with such a shameless trick.
Ma Xiaoquan said sincerely: This Cao Cao is really going to the wrong side, but I like it, hehe.
After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoquan quietly disappeared into the darkness and slowly approached the main camp.
Brothers Wang Juli and Wang Dali did not rush back to the main camp after urinating. Instead, they wandered outside for a while. It seemed that these two guys were already planning how to kill Zhao Bo.
Inside the main camp, Zhao Bo and others were still drunk and completely unaware of the conspiracy of brothers Wang Juli and Wang Dali outside.
When everyone was too drunk to get up, Zhao Bo announced that the banquet was over.
By the end of the banquet, the Wang brothers had not appeared again.
Zhao Bo sat dazedly on the seat, squinting his eyes. At this moment, he was thinking about his two concubines.
"Here comes someone!" Zhao Bo shouted with his eyes narrowed.
No one responded to him.
Zhao Bo got angry: "Where are the people? Damn it, someone is here!"
At this time, two men with their heads lowered came in outside the tent.
Zhao Bo didn't even raise his eyelids and ordered: "Pour me a bowl of vinegar, I want to sober up."
After receiving their lives, these two lowered men remained motionless.
"Are you all fucking deaf?"
The two men with their heads lowered slowly retreated.
After exiting, the two of them raised their heads.
It turned out to be Wang Juli and Wang Dali.
Wang Dali said: "Brother, why didn't you let me kill Zhao Bo just now?"
Wang Juli shook his head and said: "We just killed him, what if Zhao Bo calls out? We must do it quietly."
Wang Dali was puzzled: "What does it mean to be silent?"
Wang Juli smiled sinisterly, took out a small medicine bag from his arms, and then carefully opened the medicine bag and said: "This is called Yiwei Powder, which is colorless and odorless. Then Zhao Bo is jealous, give this to me."
If he gets it in and lets him drink it, he will definitely die."
Wang Dali looked at the Yiwei Powder in his brother's hand and asked in surprise: "When did you get this?"
Wang Juli smiled: "There are still many things you don't know. Let's go. Hurry up. We have to act quickly while Zhao Bo's grandson is still confused."
The two brothers smiled sinisterly and went to get jealous, but behind a tent not far away from them, Ma Xiaoquan frowned and whispered: "Two beasts actually want to poison, um..."
When the Wang brothers brought a bowl of old vinegar to Zhao Bo, the latter had already fallen asleep.
Wang Dali said: "Brother, what should we do? This grandson fell asleep."
Wang Juli gritted his teeth: "Pinch your nose and drink it. If he takes just one sip, he will be dead."
Wang Dali responded, pulled up Zhao Bo who was sleeping like a puddle of mud, then opened Zhao Bo's mouth and poured vinegar into his mouth.
"Ahem" The strong sour smell mixed with some unspeakable impurities made Zhao Bo sober in an instant.
Zhao Bo grabbed Wang Dali's hand and threw it away. He glared angrily and cursed: "Wang Dali, what are you doing?"
Wang Dali smiled ferociously: "Boss Zhao, aren't you jealous? No, I brought it to you, but you didn't know you had already fallen asleep. You see, you have to accept my kindness, so I
I’ll help you drink it.”
Zhao Bo was so angry that he just wanted to call someone when he suddenly felt a burning pain in his stomach. Then, his mouth seemed to be blocked by something. Zhao Bo tried to open his mouth to shout, but found that now he had nothing but
Apart from being able to make a slight sound like "yeah", he can't even scream.
Wang Dali smiled sinisterly: "Hmph, you scream, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken. Oh, by the way, you can't scream now, right?"
Wang Juli, who was beside Wang Dali, also laughed sinisterly and said: "Zhao Bo, you said that our two brothers have taken refuge with you. It would be great if you gave us one person and one thousand households. Why do you want to be a centurion? You and him
Oh shit!"
Wang Juli said, and slapped the dying Zhao Bo.
"Damn, I'm about to die. I didn't expect this medicine to take effect so quickly." Although Wang Juli pursed his lips, judging from his expression, he was obviously very satisfied with the result.
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Wang Juli smiled faintly: "Of course it's Zhao Bo's two concubines who went to Japan."
Wang Dali laughed loudly, and the two brothers went out of Zhao Bo's main camp arm in arm to deal with the aftermath.
As soon as the two of them went out, Ma Xiaoquan stepped in. He stretched out his hand and poked in front of Zhao Bo's nose.
Zhao Bo was dead, and the Wang brothers did a good job in dealing with the aftermath. They not only placed him on the throne, but also took away the vinegar bowl, but even so, there was still a sour smell in the air.
Ma Xiaoquan touched it carefully and found that Zhao Bo's collar was still a little wet, which seemed to be vinegar water just now.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and became more murderous towards the Wang brothers, but he knew that now was not the time to take action. Therefore, Ma Xiaoquan endured it, quietly withdrew from the main camp, and sneaked towards the place where Cao Ren was ambushing...
..
Cao Ren had been waiting for a long time and would launch a surprise attack as soon as Ma Xiaoquan returned.
But when Ma Xiaoquan came back, he stopped him and said: "You should not take risks when you are a filial son."
Cao Ren didn't understand.
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "The Yellow Turban leader named Zhao has been poisoned to death by his men."
Cao Ren immediately said: "Okay, then I will rush over and I will definitely succeed in the surprise attack."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Zixiao, you are wrong. Now, the Yellow Turban thieves don't know about the death of the thief leader. If you go on so rashly, you will definitely be wiped out."
Cao Ren thought about it and felt that what Master Shangxian said made sense.
"Lord Immortal, what do you think we should do?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled slightly: "Get your bows and arrows ready, hurry up. Have you brought your carving knife and bamboo slips? Okay, I tell you to write as fast as you can..."
Cao Ren followed Ma Xiaoquan's instructions, took out his carving knife and carved words on the bamboo slips.
After carving, Cao Ren looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise and asked quietly: "Master Shangxian, what... is this?"
Ma Xiaoquan said with a mysterious smile: "Fables of gods and ghosts!"
Cao Renyi gritted his teeth and handed the engraved bamboo slip into Zhang Gong's hand.
Zhang Gong took the bamboo slip, tied it to the arrow, and then pulled the arrow on the bow string.
"Wait a moment." Ma Xiaoquan took the arrow over and held it tightly.
"This ability of Tomorrow Heart is really interesting. Well, I hope it can work this time. If not, I will definitely ask Tomorrow Heart for advice when I get back..."
Ma Xiaoquan handed the arrow to Zhang Gong, and Zhang Gong put the arrow on his bow again, fully pulled the bow string, and pointed the arrow directly at the main camp of the rebel army.
In the night sky, there was a "bounce" sound, and arrows shot out of the wind.
It was already late at night, and the Yellow Turban thieves had already gone to bed. Even if there were patrols, they were just pretending. Therefore, the thieves did not notice that their boss was dead, and there was an arrow stuck in his side...
..
The next morning, just as Cao Reng was about to squint his eyes to regain his concentration, he heard a commotion in the bandit camp.
I don't know who shouted: "The boss is dead, the boss is dead, the boss is dead..."
The thieves are leaderless and working in chaos.
Cao Ren rolled over and wanted to draw his sword and rush out, but Ma Xiaoquan held him down.
Cao Ren's eyes turned red in concern: "Master Shangxian, the thieves are in chaos right now. It's a good opportunity."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "Zixiao, don't be anxious, just wait and see."
Cao Ren was pinned down by Ma Xiaoquan twice, and it was inevitable that he felt resentful in his heart. However, he remembered the words that Master Shangxian had asked him to carve before, and Cao Ren suddenly became silent again.
Regarding Zhao Bo's death, the Wang brothers did not plan to run away, because as long as they ran away, they would be suspected. Therefore, after the Wang brothers killed Zhao Bo last night, they did not run away, but chose to stay. Of course, they
She stayed here firstly to avoid suspicion, and secondly because she wanted to have sex with Zhao Bo's two concubines.
Unfortunately, when the two brothers sneaked to the tent of Zhao Bo's two concubines last night, they discovered that someone had already taken advantage of them.
It seems that the Wang brothers are not the only ones who have the idea of these two coquettish people...
The two of them returned to the camp in disappointment and fell asleep.
The next day, Zhao Bo's death was indeed discovered. The Wang brothers pretended not to know and went to the main camp to see the situation.
In front of the main camp, several close friends of Zhao Bo gathered together. One of them held an arrow in his hand.
Zhao Bo's subordinates seemed to be in harmony, but in fact they had factions. When the boss died, these people had their own agenda to divide the boss's rights. Of course, they also had a common idea,
Those are the two concubines who want Zhao Bo.
A man with a tiger tattoo on his arm said: "The second battalion belongs to me, and I don't care about the rest."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man with a red face snorted: "Second Battalion? When did the Second Battalion belong to you, Wang Dahu, what a joke..."
"What's wrong, you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, let's practice together?"
"Fuck, just practice, do you think I'm afraid of you..."
"Come on"
"Come on..."
Suddenly, the bandit camp became more commotion.
"That's enough!" At this time, the man holding the arrow in his hand spoke. As soon as this man spoke, everyone immediately stopped talking, and the turbulent bandit camp gradually became quiet.
The man took off the bamboo slip on the arrow, unfolded it, looked at it, moved his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and said: "This bamboo slip was found next to Boss Zhao. What is said above is very clear. What follows?
The first boss should be me, Huang Liang."
Everyone was dissatisfied and asked to see the bamboo slips. Of course Huang Liang refused to give them, and the bandit camp fell into chaos again.