"Alright then, let's wait until tonight." The marshal agreed.
"But I don't trust you, so…" The marshal looked behind him."Guards!!”
"Yes!"
"If I come out first tonight, the world will be at peace. If the three of them come out first, kill them without mercy!”
"Yes!" The guards carried their guns and ran out of the door. When they reached the door, they closed it immediately.
The marshal laughed foolishly.
Why did this scene look so familiar?
Qin Jing looked at the marshal and the scene in front of him. He suddenly remembered that not long ago, Ah Wei seemed to have done the same thing, and in the end…he
crippled himself.
He felt that it would be a pity if Ah Wei and the marshal didn't become father and son.
Just because he was so suspicious of them, if they didn't do anything to him, they would be letting him down. So, they had to do it!
Qin Jing didn't even have the last trace of guilt in his heart.
Although there was none to begin with.
However, things seemed a little unfortunate.
Gulp ~
A strange stomach sound suddenly came from the side.
What's wrong?
Qin Jing's gaze fell on Ninth Uncle, who was clutching his stomach.
It couldn't be that he had a stomachache at this time! Qin Jing's eyes twitched when he saw Ninth Uncle's bitter face. He suddenly felt that something was wrong.
That thing must have something wrong. Uncle Nine, who was guessing in his heart, clutched his tummy that started to roll in the blink of an eye. His eyes looked to the side."Marshal, where's the toilet?"”
"Mm." He raised his thumb and pointed to the right side of the door.
"Oh." Ninth Uncle clutched his stomach and ran out.
Before Qin Jing could think clearly, there was a crackling sound outside. A gunshot had already exploded on the door frame. Ninth Uncle, who had just rushed out half of his body, instantly shrank back.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
That was close. He was almost shot into a sieve.
Ninth Uncle closed the door and leaned against it.
"Master!"
"Hahahaha, go out.”The marshal could not help but jump up and down as he pointed at Ninth Uncle and laughed.
His behavior was getting closer and closer to that of a zombie, but he did not realize it at all. Otherwise, he would not be able to laugh at all.
It seemed that this guy was indeed pretending!
At first, he was so polite when he heard that he was going to die. In the end, in just a few minutes, his true colors began to show. It seemed that he had grasped the idea that he did not dare to die with him.
He was really arrogant!
"Good kid, you're ruthless!" Ninth Uncle, who was being mocked, covered his fart. He looked around and soon locked onto the spittoon beside him.
F * ck, even if he couldn't do it, he had to do it!
Pulling the spittoon, Ninth Uncle walked to the corner and quickly took off his pants.
"Wow, there's a show to watch ~" The marshal whistled.
Ninth Uncle's hand, which was about to take off his underwear, did not fall in the end. He looked to the side and stood up to pull down the table to block the door. Only then did he take off his pants and squat down.
In an instant, crackling sounds could be heard.
I knew it!
Qin Jing covered his forehead in pain. The thing he was most worried about had still happened.
The room was only half the size of the living room. There were no windows or skylights around it. When this place became a toilet, it was still the kind that was broken. One could imagine what kind of smell the room would have in the near future.
Clearly, the marshal didn't think of this. This idiot only knew how to watch the show.
"Gulu ~"
Just as Qin Jing retreated to the back, another sound came from the front.
"Wow!" Wen Cai hugged his stomach and frowned."Oh no, it must be Sasimi!"”
"I can't help it!" After a few seconds, Wen Cai's expression started to look abnormal as he covered his fart. He rushed out.
"Don't go out, you'll be shot!”Ninth Uncle reminded Wen Cai when he saw that he was about to open the door.
"Then what should we do?”Wen Cai stood at the door like an ant on a hot pan.
It was almost out.
"There's a vase here. Take it for use!”Ninth Uncle looked at the vase shelf next to him. There were many vases on it and he said quickly.
"Oh." Wen Cai did not dare to hesitate. He grabbed the vase and squatted beside Ninth Uncle.
Crackling sounds rang out
.
Ninth Uncle Wen Cai and the two of them hid behind the table and squatted down.
Looking at the two heads peeking out from behind the table, he felt a little amused.
"Why aren't you squatting?" The marshal suddenly remembered that there was another one. He looked to his side and then to his back.
Qin Jing was already standing far away.
Logically speaking, if one was not used to eating this kind of thing for the first time, it was indeed very easy for one to have a stomachache. However, Qin Jing's body, which had been tempered by all kinds of artificial foods in the 21st century, could not be defeated so easily by a sashimi.
Moreover, with his physique, as long as he did not swallow steel, it would be difficult for him to fall.
"How does it taste?" Qin Jing didn't answer him and only asked a question.
"What's that smell? The marshal asked doubtfully, subconsciously sniffing hard.
It was a little fragrant, like the food he had eaten a few days ago. Ugh…
it smelled like shit!
F * ck!
When the marshal regained his senses, he almost vomited.
"I want to go out!" The ancestral hall was filled with the smell. He could not take it anymore!
The marshal was disgusted by Qin Jing.
Since the marshal wanted to leave, no one stopped him. There was still some time before the sky turned dark.
Qin Jing only started to make his move after the marshal left.
As the shockwaves shot out from his fingertips, debris began to fall from the roof.
Since he had nothing to do, he simply opened a skylight above.
As for whether it would collapse or not, that was not something he needed to care about.
Behind the table, Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai, who were squatting, stared blankly at Qin Jing, who was like a machine gun, punching a two-meter hole in the top of his head. They could not help but swallow their saliva at the same time.
What was this guy trying to do?!
A cool breeze blew in, bringing with it waves of refreshing air and also dispersing the heat in the room.
The description of the village was really apt. The house was so stuffy that it was unbearable, not to mention the smell.
When the cold wind blew in, Qin Jing heaved a sigh of relief.
"Hmm? You're already at max level?"
Qin Jing, who was looking up, was suddenly stunned. His consciousness sank into his mind.
In his stats window, Dao Breaking One, Charge, had already reached level 5. It was as if he had directly maxed out.
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