Chapter 463 I am Jiang Suisui 6
Mop is not a fool. He would not curse directly at a group of people with such firepower, in case they were heard.
Why scold Wu Sanxing? Actually, it’s not his fault. It was the team leader who led the people into the trap. Those who died were his people. It would be strange if he could be happy.
Not only did I not make any money, I also lost my life.
None of the guys wanted to.
Setting up a nest on a pile of snakes is really courting death, and he is really stingy. Unlike what I said before, if it was so dangerous, he would definitely ask for more money or not come.
Otherwise, how can I be worthy of my brothers?
To some extent, Mop is much more loyal than Wu Sanxing.
But the main reason why Wu Sanxing went to find him was that he had no money. Of course, it was possible that he did not have money on purpose. The second reason was to lure out the Wang family. If he brought his own people with him, he would not be willing to do so.
That was all carefully cultivated by him and his second brother.
So in Wu Sansheng's eyes, Mop and the others were just cannon fodder, and they deserved it because of their greed.
But in the eyes of the Wang family and those above them, the Nine Gates are cannon fodder and deserve it for their greed. But when it comes to them, they don’t think they deserve it and they want to resist.
Wu Sansheng looked down on Mop, just like the Wang family and the higher-ups looked down on the Nine Gates. They were all from the lowest class and had done immoral things, so they deserved to die.
Besides, the disaster of the Nine Gates was caused by Zhang Qishan himself. If he hadn't said that the Zhang family could live forever, who would know you?
Who would believe him if he said he confessed it after drinking? Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it.
Zhang Qishan is a politician. He is rich, powerful and influential. He just wants to live forever. How many people have fallen into this trap throughout history?
His grandfather is Zhang Qiling, so maybe he has notes or something, and he’s reading them just like Wuxie.
He had seen the Zhang family's ancient building and witnessed the ageless face. There was also Zhang Rishan beside him. They were so tempting that if he didn't do it, who would? The flame of desire for immortality suddenly emerged.
He would tell everyone whether there was a Wang family or not.
He is a hero at heart.
He couldn't bear to part with the great treasure beside him, and he didn't know which sucker was sacrificed.
That era was a mixed bag, with various forces taking turns to come on stage, which gave Zhang Qishan the opportunity. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he could succeed.
Looking for Zhang Qilin across the country? Just dream on.
At first glance, it is a cult organization with weak party spirit and feudalism.
Seeking immortality in ancient tombs and among the dead, if you dare to submit this report, it will be rejected. Who is so smart as to seek immortality among the dead? They are all dead, so how can there be immortality?
Are you talking about zombies, rice dumplings, or bacteria? The last thing does live a long time.
Criticize a bunch of psychopaths.
Those who write reports should be sent down to farm to clear their minds.
Jiang Suisui had already been arranged by the fat man to sit aside. Everyone was in a good mood and chose a good spot to rest and eat.
At least after the shells, no creature dared to come over to their side.
"Jiang Jie, just wait and see. Fatty will make you a delicious meal."
You have to hold on to this golden thigh, in case you can get a regular job. He is not picky and can be a temporary worker.
Jiang Suisui found it funny. The information said that Fatty was a good cook, so she didn't take out the lunch box. Instead, she took out some processed ingredients and asked Fatty to watch her cook.
Fatty Wang: ...
Sister Jiang is truly a Doraemon.
This is not visiting a tomb, this is traveling.
While they were enjoying the delicious meal, Wu Sansheng had already been tied up with a mop over there.
Wu Sanxing: . . . .
Is there no one to save him? Where is the plate?
The plates were eating. The fat man was eating the pork elbow, the little unicorn was eating the chicken leg, the black bear was eating the lamb leg, Xie Yuchen was eating half of the lobster, and Jiang Suisui ate it all.
She has a big appetite and can eat a lot.
Apart from being unaccustomed to the recoil of guns and feeling a little numb in their hands, everything else was fine.
After a good rest, they saw Wu Sansheng who was tied up not far away. To be honest, the explosion on their side saved them and scared away Pheasant Neck. Otherwise, they would have died without rescue.
Looking at them eating compressed biscuits, the food expert Fatty shook his head.
"Third Master, you are meditating."
Fatty Wang’s words made Wuxie laugh out loud. Although he was worried about his Third Uncle, it did not stop him from laughing at his Third Uncle.
Mop looked at them warily. After all, their guns were still in their hands. Mop's attitude was good, not a little bit.
"I don't know what you guys want to do."
Wu Xie grabbed the grenade and said, "Let my Third Uncle go, and I will pretend that I didn't see you tying him up."
Wu Sanxing: . . . .
You are finished just like that.
Wuxie: Otherwise, he is not a murderer, he is just an ordinary person. Harmony brings wealth. There is a difference between killing snakes and killing people.
Mop gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, but the balance must be doubled. Sanye's job is not what he said, and I have lost many brothers."
"can."
Wu Xie made the decision, "Give me your card number and I'll give you double the money when I get back."
Mop exchanged card numbers and phone numbers with Wuxie, and then Mop let the people around him go.
If he doesn't leave now, when will he leave? He came here for the money, and so many people have died before he even got in. If all his brothers died, what's the point of his survival?
Wu Sanxing: . . . .
No, have you asked me for my opinion?
Wu Xie said there was no need to ask Uncle San's opinion.
Panzi had already gone over to untie Uncle San. Wuxie saw that Old Deng was fine, so he prepared to go home.
"Wuxie, aren't you curious?"
Wu Sanxing is going crazy.
This isn't right.
"I don't want to die yet. I just came here to find my third uncle. I'll go home after I find him."
Wu Xie shook his head frantically. If he went to the tomb in front of the official Jiang Jie, with his physical condition, he might explode again and end up in jail for the rest of his life.
He is not that crazy yet, nor is he that depressed.
Hei Xia Zi and the others didn't care about Wu Xie's affairs. They all wanted to know why Jiang Jie came here.
"I came to see the fireworks."
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
Xie Yuchen: . . . . .
Where did the fireworks come from in broad daylight?
So it can't be what they think.
Fatty Wang obviously also thought of it, Sister Jiang was going to blow up the Queen Mother of the West Palace!!!
"Wu Xie, take your uncle away quickly!"
The fat man came over in a hurry and told Wuxie Jiang Jie's idea. "Okay, Lao Deng, I'm here to save your life, don't blame me for being too heavy-handed." Wuxie took Xiaohua's stick and knocked Wu Sansheng unconscious with a bang.
Panzi was stunned, "Little Third Master, why are you hitting me?"
Wu Xie: "I want to usurp the throne, bah, no, it's Sister Jiang who wants to blow up the Queen Mother of the West Palace. I'm here to save her. Let's follow Sister Jiang."
Panzi no longer doubted what he heard and ran away quickly with Sanye on his back.
Wuxie: . . . .
With my third uncle, am I no longer important?
The fat man grabbed Wuxie and followed him, "Let's go, why are you standing there like an idiot? I really want to turn into gray."
"Fatty, you're still good to me."
Wuxie was so moved that he cried out as he ran.
When Jiang Suisui was running with Zhang Qilin, he finally understood what Qianqian meant when she said that Suisui kind of liked watching fireworks. . .
But at this time, Zhang Qilin did not forget to pull the blind man, and the blind man pulled Xiaohua, which was a string of candied haws.
They ran faster than the mop, and the mop also ran away frantically when they saw it.
The great gods have all run away, if they don’t run away they will just be waiting to die.
After Mop left, Jiang Suisui put out a row of Katyushas. The charm of this steel pipe was so attractive that it attracted both men and women. Until Wuxie and the others came over, the plates were put down with a click. Sanye touched Katyusha with a lewd look on his face.
Wu Sanxing: . . . .
Did he have something to say? No, that’s not right. Wu Sansheng and the others went in, but unfortunately he was unconscious. He had been hit on the head and then fell to the ground. Now no one cared about him.
It was the fat man who found a position for him and adjusted his posture. Wuxie was breathing heavily and drooling at Katyusha.
This is the real white moonlight, the iron beauty.
The fat man and the blind man laughed. Jie Yuchen and Zhang Qilin each controlled a transmitter. They were the brightest ones.