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Chapter 1280 The middle door

Many people noticed the arrival of outsiders, and many friends came over and stood more than ten meters away to watch the fun.

Chen Dinglan was indifferent and just looked at the sea.

"Dudu said bluntly, how many people do you want to kill?"

Initially, Chu Qing rejected the generals of the navy, but when he met the second-in-command of the navy, although he was still wary, he found that it was not too tiring to talk, there were not so many pleasantries, and there was no testing of each other, and he went directly to the topic.

You, Chu Qing, are here to kill people, right? Okay, don't bother yourself. Just report the number of people you want to kill. We, the boat master, will kill them. After the killing, we will give you their heads. You can take the credit and leave, return to the capital.

Returning to Beijing with full credit, it's that simple.

However, Chu Qing also knew that Chen Dinglan at most thought that he was just looking for a few aristocratic families to have surgery and then fight against the Japanese thieves. He had no idea what he really wanted to do.

"As for people, they must be killed. Since the boat master is doing it for me, Ben Dudu will naturally enjoy the results."

Standing next to Chen Dinglan, also looking at the sea, Chu Qing asked tentatively: "Fifty?"

"Fifty?" Chen Dinglan raised his slender eyebrows: "Only kill fifty?"

"Why, that's too few." Chu Qing was quite surprised: "There are only about fifty famous families in the East China Sea."

"World…"

Chen Dinglan, who was calm and composed, was dumbfounded, and then he understood.

Well, the fifty you mentioned turns out to be calculated based on household registration. I thought it was calculated based on head.

"Dudu are you joking?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Chen Dinglan glanced sideways to confirm that Chu Qing was not joking, and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

"Dudu, do you know how many people in the East China Sea want to take your dog... take the life of the former military commander who has touched the hearts of countless people?"

Chu Qing was very curious: "How much?"

Chen Dinglan raised a finger: "One hundred people!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Dinglan stared at Chu Qing, preparing to counterattack. Once Chu Qing was shocked to say that there were so many people, he could just say "one hundred households, one hundred people" just like Chu Qing did just now.

The aristocratic family, scare this boy like a giant spirit.

Sure enough, Chu Qing was extremely shocked: "Only one hundred, one hundred aristocratic families. You haven't counted your boat masters and local officials. This is too few."

Chen Dinglan: “…”

Yes, Chu Qing did feel that it was a bit lacking.

The three well-known big aristocratic families in the East China Sea had more than ten or twenty people each, and the smaller aristocratic families had even more, so he really felt that they were few.

"Do you still think it's too little, Dudu?"

"Young, too little." Chu Qing's face was full of pride: "Do you know that in Beijing, the son of a noble family who doesn't want to kill me is embarrassed to say hello to others when he goes out, and he doesn't even curse me three times or eight times a day?

Dare to call yourself a son of aristocratic family."

"Dudu is so courageous and courageous."

Chen Dinglan's expression was quite calm, and he didn't know whether it was a compliment or a tease, so he returned to the original topic.

"If Dudu wants to destroy hundreds of families, I, the boat master, can't do it. Not only can't I do it, I won't let Dudu do it."

"Tell me the reason. After taking the money, you still don't dare to kill your relatives out of justice?"

"Why don't I ask Dudu, Dudu, how to destroy these hundreds of families and why?"

Chu Qing didn't react for a moment: "I destroyed the family, why do I still have to say something?"

Chu Qing really didn't understand this sentence.

Why do I need to destroy the family by myself? This is my job. Isn't it the same as eating and sleeping? It's a matter of course.

"To kill everyone, we need evidence. Dudu, do you have any evidence?"

Chu Qing was dumbfounded.

Fu San also looked strange.

Not to mention the two of them, Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao, who were bending down to pick up oysters, said, "He made me laugh."

Fu Baobao nodded repeatedly: "Second Master is also happy."

"I thought you were very smart, but I didn't expect you are really very smart." Chu Qing said lightly: "I dare to arrest those who the officials dare not arrest, and I will kill those who the court dares not to kill, with the permission of the emperor.

Kill first and report later, this is my Xi...my Thousand Cavalry Camp!"

"Okay." Chen Dinglan looked calm: "We'll see."

"What, you, the captain, want to interfere with this?"

"So what."

Chu Qing's expression changed slightly, and Fu San touched Qianji behind him.

"Hey, you are quite arrogant." Chu Qing pointed back: "Believe it or not, I will pull you into the woods behind you right away."

"Believe it or not, Na Dudu, Shang Yun Dao's boat division camp has 16 warships and 7,000 warriors coming with swords."

The two of them were silent, looking at each other, their eyes fixed on each other's face, for a long time.

Chu Qing smiled slightly: "What I mean is that I will invite General Chen to treat you to a barbecue in the woods."

Chen Dinglan also laughed: "My commander-in-chief means that seven thousand soldiers will help Dudu cut the meat with knives."

The two people's eyes collided in the air, the atmosphere was anxious, dangerous and charming.

Chu Qing had no doubt that Chen Dinglan really dared to bring someone over to fuck him.

Chen Dinglan had no doubt that Chu Qing really dared to drag him into the woods and kill him.

Looking at the sea again, Chu Qing asked: "Be honest?"

Chen Dinglan nodded: "Be honest."

Chu Qing asked first: "Are you a lackey of the noble family?"

"Yes." Chen Dinglan asked, "Can you turn a blind eye?"

"No." Chu Qing asked, "Do you dare to fight the Japanese thief?"

"Dare you." Chen Dinglan asked again: "Don't you want to interfere in the officialdom of the East China Sea?"

"No." Chu Qing asked, "Will the boat master stop me?"

"Yes, will Dudu become the enemy of the boat master?"

"Yes, whoever stops me will be killed."

"With those Lake Girl fan savages?"

"Any comments?"

Chen Dinglan laughed loudly: "The captain who boarded the ship will carry two swords, one bow, and sixteen arrows."

After finishing speaking, Chen Dinglan asked the old cousins ​​in Guocheng who were carrying wood: "What do they have, wooden swords or wooden knives?"

"You are seeking death yourself, you can't blame others." Chu Qing sighed and snapped his fingers: "The gangster appears, third brother, come on."

"good."

Chu Qing took a step back, and Fu San took a step forward: "No matter how sophisticated the boat master's armor and knives are, they cannot protect the people. My young master's men, no matter how terrible their armor and knives are, can still protect the people."

"Common people?" Chen Dinglan showed a smile again, with a sarcastic smile: "What a man who cares about the people of his country and his country and works for the people. Well said, I want to ask you, if there are Japanese thieves standing in front of you and hundreds of people behind you,

The Japanese thieves will kill you or the people. It’s up to you to choose. Will you die for the people instead of ignoring them?”

Chu Qing glanced at Chen Dinglan and felt that this guy was asking a trap question. Normally, the answer would be "yes" and he was willing to sacrifice himself to save hundreds of people, but he always felt that Chen Dinglan was not holding it in.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Chen Dinglan has set a trap.

He felt that he had seen too many people like Chu Qing, especially the so-called Confucian celebrities and hypocritical officials, and what he was most willing to do was to argue these words to shame.

It's a pity that his current opponent is not Chu Qing, but the third brother.

Fu San frowned: "Kill me and save a hundred people, or kill a hundred people and leave me alone?"

"Yes, how do you choose?"

"If those hundreds of people are willing to sacrifice their lives for me, then I will die to save them."

Chen Dinglan's expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but stare at Fu San closely.

The two looked at each other, air glue...


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