The devil is weak and frail

Chapter 65 The Delicate and Weak Little Cook × Double-Faced Hero (11)

Beggar A was so angry that he kicked him fiercely. He was angry but did not dare to speak out loudly, "Why are you panicking? Are you still panicking? Is he real? How could it be him in the ghost mask?"

Beggar B just shook his head and kept talking nonsense.

Beggar A's shrewd eyeballs rolled, and the man could bend and stretch. He walked forward, knelt down on his knees immediately, and crawled in front of Zhiheng, and then said with snot and tears:
"It turns out that you are the famous ghost mask. I was the one who offended you because I didn't know Taishan. You, you are so arrogant, just treat me as a fart."

"I have an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. Please let me go. I will never dare again. I will be a good person in the future, do good deeds every day, and learn from Lord Ghost Mask."

Faced with such a false confession, Zhiheng only had a fire in his heart.

He lifted his foot again and kicked the beggar A hard, and the beggar A fell heavily to the ground. He played a clever trick and directly clutched his chest to pretend to be unconscious.

Zhiheng knew it in his heart, but he didn't want to worry about him, he knew how much effort he had exerted, and it wouldn't make a grown man unconscious.

Zhiheng walked towards beggar B, beggar B was already so frightened that he couldn't stop trembling, he knelt down in fright, pulled Zhiheng's clothes, and said bitterly: "My lord, my lord, it's my fault, it's my fault I beg you to spare my life."

Beggar B's confession was obviously deeper than that of beggar A, he was really scared and cried.

Zhiheng looked at the person he had rescued from Lord Yama, and he still couldn't bear it, he couldn't bear his hard work to go to waste, but he didn't want to let this duplicitous beast go easily.

He broke off a tree branch and hit Beggar B's leg hard, "You gave me back these two legs, and I will not owe you anything afterwards."

Beggar B wailed bitterly while holding his pumped leg, and shouted loudly: "My leg, ah, my leg."

Zhiheng wore a mask, and glanced coldly at the beggars. At this moment, they looked at Zhiheng with fear in their eyes, fearing that it would be their turn next.

Zhiheng let them go, and left directly with Qinggong.

After a long time, seeing that Zhiheng didn't come back, the beggars gradually felt relieved, and they really believed that Zhiheng had left and really let them go.

Beggar A cautiously opened his eyes a crack, his ears were pricked up and he listened nervously to the movement around him.

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Beggar A opened his eyes in fear, and did not see that terrible person around, so Beggar A boldly stood up from the ground.

When the beggars saw Beggar A standing up, they gathered around one after another: "Brother, are you alright?"

Beggar A didn't care about the voices of those people. He walked to the front, looked in the direction of the ruined temple angrily, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and said, "Bah, what the hell."

Beggar B's eyes were red from crying, and he gritted his teeth tightly, looking at his crippled legs with hatred in his eyes.

Beggar A treacherously suggested: "He let us go today, who can guarantee that he won't trouble us in the future? If you want me to say, we go directly to the government to report him. There is still a reward for the ghost mask hanging at the gate of the government. At that time, we received the money, and the ghost mask was also caught by the government.”

"It would be nice to take the money and live happily." Beggar A looked up to the sky and smiled.

The beggars echoed the words, and the fear in their eyes was replaced by greed again.

"Brother is right, we will go to the government to report him now and let him die in the hands of those officials."

(End of this chapter)