Chapter 7, Tail Cutting

We truly do not know who wants to kill you, but those who instructed us are the people guarding the Datong Military Governor's Office

"Elder brother, this rascal has poisoned..." The dog-headed strategist also fell down.

That was a sneak attack on your part, lacking honor in victory

Drive

"I am not a martial saint, but have you not noticed that your legs are somewhat weak and your whole body feels powerless?" Meng Yan's eyes instantly changed again, displaying a devilish smile

How many people have you lost along the way, about half?

I fear it is not just the head

"Elder brother, don't be fooled, this kid is trying to trick you!" the dog-headed strategist quickly reminded.

Hearing the dull sound of hooves approaching from behind, Meng Yan intentionally slowed down his pace; it was time to settle matters with these people.

Taking a bite of the sesame cake, followed by a sip of strong liquor, the fiery sensation courses down my throat; this feeling is truly indescribable

Hmm, he has discovered us! The leader nodded.

"Alright, I do not like killing either, but sometimes, killing is the most effective way to resolve troubles. You all are so tough, real men, so I will simply send you on your way. However, once you reach the other side, do not blame me. It is not that I want to kill you; it is your greed that has led to your demise, along with those who use money to make you sell your lives!" Meng Yan said.

Merely losing combat effectiveness is already sufficient for Meng Yan. The hastily prepared anesthetic achieving this effect is quite commendable.

The leader is somewhat moved

Yes, someone is offering one thousand taels for your head

Alright, you take four people to take the shortcut and block this kid's escape route. We will surround him from this side, and this time we must not let him get away again. The leader nodded, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"This is not important; anyway, we want your head, and we also want your belongings!" said the leader.

The effects of the anesthetic were not very ideal; after a while, with the cold wind blowing, these assassins regained their ability to move.

Wuwu ... ...

"Speak, what do you want to say!" Meng Yan reached out and pulled the stinky sock out of the mouth of the dog-headed strategist

"Who should we start with?" Meng Yan murmured to himself, his fingers gently gliding over the blade, producing a faint buzzing sound

If it were not for discovering Jimson weed (Datura) and arsenic at the pharmacy, he would not have thought of using this method to so easily solve the problems of so many people

Dismounting, he led the horse towards the forest, tied the large blue horse to a tree, and fed it some yellow beans and clean water

"Kid, your head is worth 1,000 taels of silver, and that is all we know!" The leader hesitated slightly, then raised his head and said.

What he can still turn around is that the other party cannot come directly at him

"Indeed, with so many of us here, can he manage everything alone with just three pairs of arms and six legs?" The subordinates began to shout one after another

Rest assured, you have witnessed my methods, it will not be too painful

Kill the person, simply cover them with snow, and it will be as if no one knows or sees anything

Fate is merely a joke played by love, where one person faces thirteen, and surprisingly, it is the side with the greater number that ultimately suffers defeat

Whether it is the leader or the remaining subordinates, each of them has changed their expression. Indeed, after half a month of pursuit, they have already suffered casualties of half their number, while the opponent has not been harmed in the slightest. What does this indicate?

What shall we do then

There are no villages in front or behind, and on the left and right, it is a vast expanse of white.

Search for the weapons and belongings of these individuals, and bind them one by one to the trees, of course, in their undergarments

Due to the heavy snowfall, there are not many pedestrians on the official roads of the capital. Generally, people would not choose to travel during this time unless they are in a hurry.

However, they have become the slaughtered lambs instead of the murderers

"One thousand taels, is it really that valuable?" Meng Yan was slightly taken aback, as it was equivalent to the salary of a county magistrate for twenty-five years, which was quite substantial

Wuwu ... ...

"What have you done to us?" The leader's movements froze, his mind went blank, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time. I have already finished eating, and only now do you arrive?" Meng Yan stood up, clapped his hands, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth

The surroundings were in disarray

You alone wish to kill so many of us, young man, do you think you are a living martial saint

"The person who sent you to kill me didn't tell you who I am, did they? What is it that you brought back?" Meng Yan replied coldly with a smile.

Meng Yan rode his horse along the official road, and in the distance, the majestic city of Beijing could be faintly seen. At that moment, he understood the contradictory feelings of a heart eager to return home and the apprehension of nearing one's hometown.

Now, we can have a good talk! Meng Yan was twirling a dagger in his hand, which he had found on the leader, sharp enough to cut hair, and he liked it very much

Elder brother, that young man seems to be waiting for us

"This is a life-and-death struggle, not a competition. How can there be talk of winning without fighting? The reason I am here waiting for you is simple: I do not wish to bring trouble back home!" Meng Yan's eyes instantly turned as cold as ice.

"What do you want to know?" The leader was taken aback.

I am merely enabling you to become a glutton!" the leader said with a cold laugh

The attentive Uncle Fu also prepared some provisions for him, including steamed buns and baked pancakes, as well as a pot of fiery strong liquor

"Killing and plundering, yet you still call yourself a hero. At best, you are merely a lackey who does the bidding of others!" Meng Yan said with a disdainful sneer

Guarding the Datong Military Supervisory Office, the eunuch? Meng Yan felt a sudden jolt in his heart; although it was exactly as he had speculated, receiving the confirmed news still left him slightly startled

I, Laozi, ... ...

With a wave of the leader's hand, Meng Yan was surrounded on all sides, leaving no room for escape.

"What, are you all afraid of a dead person?" Meng Yan said with a disdainful smile

You do not wish to die, or do you have something to say

In the past, with so many of us, we were not afraid of just one person

In order to prevent them from shouting loudly, everyone except the leader stuffed their own stinky socks in their mouths

It seems you are an understanding person, your head is worth one thousand taels, and the items you brought back from Wala are worth ten thousand taels

"Turn left ahead, there is a patch of woods, we can take care of him there, big brother, what do you think?" suggested the chief's trusted advisor.

"Not bad, your tongue is quite sharp!" Meng Yan said, "Since I am on the brink of death, you must at least allow me to be a clear-headed ghost, right?"

Brother, this kid has killed quite a few of our brothers, we must take revenge! We are now pursuing Meng Yan, not just for money, but more so out of hatred

"Isn't it just that whoever pays you, you serve them?" Meng Yan chuckled, "Is this what you call a real man?"

"Whether to kill or to maim, do as you please, in eighteen years I will still be a good man!" The leader displayed a tough demeanor, appearing as if he was ready to face death without fear, while his subordinates, one by one, looked pale as death, some trembling with fear.

"You were quite talkative just now, so let's start with you!" Meng Yan smiled as she walked towards the Doghead Strategist

His enemies are not ordinary individuals; they can be extraordinarily powerful, and crushing him is as easy as crushing an ant

The dog-headed strategist nodded vigorously upon hearing this

Turning right ahead, Meng Yan saw a grove and thought to himself, this is indeed a good place to be buried, and it can also serve as fertilizer for the trees

Yes, big brother

Thud ... ...

Who is a sycophant? I only listen to myself