"However, I think the identities of the attackers or those men in black are extremely mysterious." Guan Heng touched his chin at this time and said, "It's better, nothing else matters. Since there is no other living place except Di Hong, we should escort her back to Sangzhu Village as soon as possible."

Shang Tianlin quickly said, "Brother Guan's suggestion is good. Let's go, otherwise it will change later."

But just as Ruotao and Tian Lin helped Di Hong up and stepped on the ghost-swalking tiger, the six ghosts suddenly gathered around Guan Heng. Immediately afterwards, Guan Heng's ears suddenly moved, and he suddenly said, "Oh no, I heard a lot of people coming here!"

"I heard it too!" Ruotao whispered in a low voice: "Young Master, what should we do?"

"I can clearly feel these people's murderous intent now, but I'm afraid they have bad intentions." Guan Heng shouted at this time: "You must swing the ghost tiger as fast as possible. You can only carry three people at a time. Let's do this. You can rush back to Sangzhu Village first. I'll find a way to deal with these people and then go back."

Shang Tianlin and Ruotao knew that Guan Heng had many tricks and that there were six ghosts around him to help him, so they were quite relieved of his decision. So they agreed and asked the ghost-swalking tiger to carry the three of them on their side and rushed straight to the mountain road leading to Sangzhu Village outside the woods.

It was a while, and then it was soon. Guan Heng waved his hand gently, and several ghosts instantly turned into six soul shadows that appeared and appeared with fists. They began to wander around Guan Heng, while Guan Heng dodged behind a tree and watched the changes.

At this moment, more than a dozen agile figures rushed into the forest. One of them suddenly shouted: "Oh no, we're late. Look, aren't Jiang Zhong and his men lying on the ground?"

"The cages that imprisoned the strange beasts are gone." Someone else shouted: "After throwing the tribute, we can't go back and report to the 'Lord'. Once it is spread, you and I will be guilty of dereliction of duty, and the whole family will not survive."

These people were filled with deep red spiritual energy. People with a little eyesight could tell at a glance that they were top-notch people. However, when they talked about life and death, they all looked solemn and felt timid. It can be seen that the "master" in everyone's mouth must be a person who is extremely strict in control of the subordinates and will punish any mistakes.

Seeing the people around him getting anxious, the leading burly old man suddenly shouted: "If you want to save your life, shut up!"

The old man was so powerful in his roar. Even Guan Heng, who was hiding not far away, felt a little palpitation. The old man snorted coldly: "It was Jiang Zhong, the idiot who lost the 'strange beast tribute', and it was not us. What are you afraid of doing?"

Although the old man with long beards shocked everyone and stopped talking, someone else said with a courageous attitude: "But... Mr. Jing, we are responsible for losing the tribute."

"Idiot, this matter is easy to solve. We can cleverly 'design'. Not only is there no mistakes, but we also have achievements."

At this moment, the long-bearded old man named "Old Jing" had a fierce look in his eyes. He said coldly: "First, we must find a scapegoat. Jiang Zhong and his men could not have lost their heads by themselves. The real murderer... has long been gone, so we have to create a group of 'murderers'. As long as we present the heads of these murderers to the Lord, you and I can get rid of the guilt of being robbed of the tribute."

Speaking of this, Mr. Jing clenched his fists and said, "And, maybe he would get extra rewards from the Lord because of his 'attack of murderers'!" Someone next to him immediately asked, "Mr. Jing, this wilderness is sparsely populated, where can I find the 'murderer'? Things may not be easy to deal with, right?"

"Hmph, how can I get such a small thing? As the candidate for the murderer, I have already thought about it. Jiang Zhong once used a letter to tell us to meet in Sangzhu Village not far ahead."

Mr. Jing stroked his three-foot-long beard and said, "In my opinion, the people in Sangzhu Village must be the 'murderers'. They had evil intentions and ambushed Jiang Zhong and his men in the mountains and forests, and robbed the tributes of the strange beasts. Now they have been given away... The demon clan in the distance, yes, the people in Sangzhu Village are all the eyeliners of the demon clan!"

"Swish!" Mr. Jing turned around and said to his subordinates behind him: "The people from Sangzhu Village killed Jiang Zhong, robbed the tribute, and were also the demon clan's quest. Each of these three is a death sentence. Let's go to Sangzhu Village overnight and ask to open the gate. After entering, you will kill people. Even the young, strong men and women, old, young, women and children, will not let go, and you will all kill them!!"

As soon as Mr. Jing said this, even though his subordinates usually killed people without blinking and had bloody hands, they were all shocked by his words.

Someone thought to himself: "Old Jing, Old Jing, this kind of 'killing good and taking good care of' damage that is worse than beasts, is the only one who is cold-blooded and ruthless old man who can think of it. The people in a whole village will all die just because of your words?!"

At this time, Mr. Jing told his plan and immediately saw someone feeling unbearable. He immediately said, "Of course, the idea was come up with me. I will definitely do this. You have followed me for many years and know that I, Mr. Jing, are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are right. If you don't want to do this with me, you can leave immediately. Mr. Jing will never stop him. Please!"

Hearing Mr. Jing say this, a middle-aged man immediately took big steps out of the crowd. He bowed to Mr. Jing and said in a muffled voice: "Old Jing, I, Wang Piao, have no interest in your good ideas, so I said goodbye!"

Although Wang Piao was nominally a subordinate of Mr. Jing, he thought he was not inferior to Mr. Jing. He was quite dissatisfied with this old thing. Moreover, when he heard that Mr. Jing was not as good as the beast, the plan to "destroy villages and slaughter villages, kill good people and take credit", he had already been furious, so he immediately wanted to leave.

"Okay, Brother Wang is a hero. He dares to act and is unwilling to do dirty things with me. It is understandable." At this time, Mr. Jing said hypocritically: "Brother Wang is going to the mountains and the road is far away. I will definitely lack wealth. I have some gold goods here, so please accept them!"

After saying this, Mr. Jing did not wait for the other party to refuse, and threw a cloth bag at Wang Jiong's face. Seeing this, Wang Jiong's eyes widened and he reached out to answer without hesitation. He knew that if he didn't take action to shock the other party, it would be difficult for him to escape.

"Bang!" After Wang Jiong took the cloth bag, he felt a powerful force coming and he couldn't stand firm in an instant. "Teng, Teng, Teng" took three steps in a row.

"The strength of the old guy is really immeasurable." Wang Jiong said in his heart: "I tried my best to catch this bag. If I don't have to go quickly, I have to change if I go late."

But before Wang Jiong turned around, a vicious smile suddenly flashed across the corner of Old Jing's mouth. At the next moment, Wang Jiong suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle pricking on his wrist. He couldn't help but roar: "Uh!"

——【Second update, good morning, everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscription, please give me monthly tickets o(n_n)o】——(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!