"Please give me some advice, sir!" Ran Xiaomin bowed and said.
"It's okay to give advice, but remember not to eavesdrop next time." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Yes... I'm sorry..." Ran Xiaomin lowered her head and did not look at Zhou Sen.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me." Zhou Sen looked at Ran Xiaomin coldly. The depth of this young man is far beyond that of his peers. If you refer to history, Ran Xiaomin is either a great hero or a treacherous and evil person.
Zhou Sen has always suspected that Yang Jiong's death was caused intentionally by Ran Xiaomin, but unfortunately, he has no evidence.
"Please sir, help us defeat the headhunters." Ran Xiaomin said humbly.
"There's no problem in helping you, but I like to help honest people, not people with ulterior motives. You can get things done if you are honest and honest. I don't want to be the next Yang Jiong."
"Ah..." Ran Xiaomin suddenly looked up at Zhou Sen, his face pale.
"Xiao Min, I appreciate you very much and am willing to help your people, but I don't want the person I help to become the next headhunter." Zhou Sen sighed. He could confirm from Ran Xiaomin's reaction that Yang Jiong's death
It's not an accident.
At this time, Olin on the side also heard the clues and looked blank. She did not expect that Yang Jiong's death actually had an ulterior secret.
"Plop!" Ran Xiaomin knelt heavily on the ground.
"Sir, as long as you can help our sheep tribe defeat the headhunters, I, Ran Xiaomin, can make you cows or horses." Ran Xiaomin kowtowed.
"Haha, as long as you don't worry about my gold." Zhou Sen sneered.
"..." Ran Xiaomin was speechless, her body trembling.
"Xiao Min, do you think your dagger is faster or mine?" Zhou Sen held the Tang Dao in his hand with a hint of ridicule on his face.
"I..." Ran Xiaomin glanced at Olin, but still said nothing.
"Are you trying to kidnap Miss Olin?" Zhou Sen laughed.
Ran Xiaomin quickly lowered his head.
"Ran Xiaomin, you are a person who can achieve great things, but your murderous intention is too serious. It is so serious that you don't distinguish between closeness and distance, right or wrong. You will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. If this continues, your road will not be very long. Well, good words are hard to persuade.
Damn it, great mercy will not save others! That’s it. This bag of gold weighs more than 20 kilograms. It was originally prepared to help you. Since you can’t wait to get it, take it!” Zhou Sen took off the shoulders from his back.
The bag was thrown in front of Ran Xiaomin.
"I deserve to die, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry sir..."
Ran Xiaomin suddenly kowtowed desperately, and the blood dripped from his kowtow.
Zhou Sen didn't stop him either, he just watched coldly.
"I don't deserve sir's support." Ran Xiaomin, covered in blood, struggled to get up, turned around and left in despair.
"Take the gold away!" Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Sir, I..."
"Ran Xiaomin, this is not the time to be impulsive, your people need you!"
Ran Xiaomin's body trembled and she stopped in her tracks.
"Ran Xiaomin, your goal is right, but your method is wrong. Remember, you should be as ruthless to your enemies as the autumn wind sweeps away fallen leaves, and you should be as warm to your friends as spring! You also said that your grandfather is a history teacher, so you must
I have also read a lot of history books. Being cruel to the people around you is the most likely to lead to betrayal and alienation. You have just started to embark on the journey and you cannot realize it. Once you have power, you will cause endless harm."
"Thank you sir for your advice!" Ran Xiaomin knelt down and kowtowed again.
"Go and do your thing! By the way, make a stone statue with one eye to stir up rebellion in the old capital. Or hide a piece of paper in the belly of the fish and write something like King Ran Xiaomin on it. Do you understand?" Zhou Sen said.
"clear."
"Go ahead, I'll give you twenty days." Zhou Sen said.
"Twenty days..."
"I know that it is impossible to eliminate the headhunters in twenty days, but you have to create momentum in twenty days. Tomorrow, I will give you a ton of gold, so you can do whatever you want. If it takes twenty days
If you still can't compete with the headhunters, I will give up supporting you and your people."
"One ton of gold... Don't worry, sir, I will definitely complete the task." Ran Xiaomin's eyes lit up and she was determined.
"Go ahead."
"Yes, sir."
Ran Xiaomin stood up and strode away with a vigorous pace.
"He killed Yang Jiong?" Olin watched Ran Xiaomin disappear.
"It should have created an opportunity. For example, why could he hear the noise outside when there was a melee in the tent? This is where I doubt him. Of course, if Yang Jiong was not greedy for life and afraid of death, he would not die. Therefore, it can only be blamed
Yang Jiong himself." Zhou Sen sighed.
"Why does it become so complicated?" Orin smiled bitterly.
"Because Ran Xiaomin has an underground organization." Zhou Sen said calmly.
"Underground organization?" Olin's eyes widened with disbelief on her face.
"Yes."
"How did you know?"
"Ran Xiaomin is very smart, but I don't believe that a young man who just lost his family can show extraordinary organizational skills right away. Moreover, he not only has strong organizational skills, but also knows a lot of tactics. Everything shows that,
He has received systematic training and education." Zhou Sen suspected Ran Xiaomin because he had personal experience of the confusion and helplessness he felt when he was thrown into Mogan Prison, and it took him a long time to adjust his mentality and adapt to the environment.
"I think that's what you said." Olin exclaimed. She didn't know that she had contributed another wave of faith to Zhou Sen.
"So, I believe he can accomplish it within twenty days."
"By the way, how did you know he would go upstairs?" Olin's curiosity about Zhou Sen reached its peak.
"He wants to get my gold." Zhou Sen shrugged.
"Ah...you mean..."
"Yes, he came to assassinate me. If I didn't wake him up, he would have already taken action. Of course, if I die, you will also be killed and silenced."
"..."
Olin opened her mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.
"This son is decisive and ruthless in killing. If he is not guided, it will not be the blessing of the Sheep Clan. Once he ascends to the temple, he will definitely be a tyrant. By then, I am afraid that the Headhunters have not been completely eliminated, and the Sheep Clan will usher in a new one.
tyrant."
"Will he listen to you?" Orin asked.
"I don't know, but we will find out soon."
"What do you mean?" Olin looked confused.
"If he hid a piece of paper in the belly of the fish and wrote "King Ran Xiaomin", then he would become a tyrant."
"I didn't understand."
"The meaning is very simple, he wants to be the king."
"The question is, who should he not trust?"
"Why not me, Zhou Sen?" Zhou Sen grinned.
"It seems to make sense... By the way, what if he wrote his own name?"
"Kill him!" Zhou Sen looked cold.
"Do we have to kill him?" Olin's heart was beating crazily.
"If he had written his name, then we might never even think about going to the Summit of the Gods and leaving in a spaceship."
"..."
Olin could only smile bitterly. She didn't expect that there was an undercurrent surging behind the seemingly simple thing.
