Chapter 175
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Meng Hun also understood why Jiang Pengji was silent.
This method … was indeed somewhat immoral.
The others also realized that they wanted to use Meng Liang to exchange for food.
But the county captain wanted to kill Meng Liang. If they used him to exchange for food, wouldn't they be letting him continue to cause trouble?
"No way … Are we going to let this little bastard go? If we use him as a hostage and ask the Meng's to give us food, he will definitely hold a grudge against us. Langjun and the county captain will be implicated. If we miss this opportunity, it will be hard to kill him in the future. "
"I don't want to let this bastard go so easily!"
"I don't want to let him go so easily!"
They all had the same opinion, but they were hesitant. Meng Hun clenched his fists unwillingly.
Listening to their conversation, Meng Liang's heart felt like it was on a roller coaster. It went up and down, and it kept shaking.
He had thought he was going to die, but now he felt like he could still save him.
Based on his understanding of Meng Hun, he had a high chance of surviving.
Hmph!
When he found his entourage or returned to the Meng's, he would kill every single one of them.
No!
He couldn't let them die too easily. He had to torture them ruthlessly before he could vent his anger.
After a long time, Meng Hun loosened his fists. His palms were bleeding from his nails, but he didn't feel it.
"Let him write a letter asking for food!" Meng Hun unwillingly clenched his teeth and secretly swallowed back the iron that was rising in his throat. His eyes were red as he said, "Let him keep his life … We … We still have a chance next time."
Meng Liang laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
Jiang Pengji silently reflected on herself as she listened to the others.
Was her heart really that black?
Host V: "# Smirking. They are a group of honest boys. I can't bear to see them like this."
The viewers in the streaming room also thought that Meng Liang would not die. They were filled with righteous indignation.
But when they saw Jiang Pengji's bullet screen, some of the more experienced viewers lit candles for Meng Liang.
Yiye Chengzhou: "# Laughtercry. Can I say that I was also tricked by the streamer? He had thought that Meng Liang was not going to die.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "I want to repent. I've shamed my ID. The host is such a black-hearted person. How could she slap herself in the face?" She said she would kill Meng Liang gracefully. She would never let him live to see tomorrow's sun …
Wo 'ai Dashen Yunji: "I was wrong. I should have believed that the streamer was not a good person."
Years Pass Between Fingers: "The streamer is such a bad person. I bet that poor Meng Liang thought he could be saved."
[Aize Huohuo]: "Light a row of candles for Meng Liang. At the same time, I feel sorry for the house full of honest boys."
Jiang Pengji controlled her expression very well. She wore a solemn and dignified expression as she went to another room to fetch a brush and ink.
He turned to Meng Liang and said, "Write it. If you don't want to suffer, then don't play tricks."
Meng Liang snorted. His expression was arrogant. He looked at Jiang Pengji as if his eyes had been dipped in poison.
Once he regained his freedom, not only would he humiliate Meng Liang and the other uncouth men, but he would also strip them of their power and make them unable to be men. He would also throw them into the South College, where they would receive lowly guests. After he was done torturing them and playing with them, he would kill them.
He would not let Liu Xi go. Liu Xi's fate would be a hundred times worse than Meng Hun's. The entire Liu family would be buried with him!
Meng Liang was used to being unscrupulous. Even though he was still under the control of others, he was certain that Jiang Pengji and the others would not dare to do anything to him. He did not know how to restrain himself. The hatred in his eyes almost dyed his eyes red. It was as if he would pounce on someone and bite them the next second.
Seeing Meng Liang's reaction, the others were worried.
"Just you wait!"
Meng Liang swore in his heart.
Jiang Pengji seemed to know what he wanted to say. Instead, she smiled at him provocatively.
Meng Liang snorted again. Just as he was about to say that he could not move his wrist and could not write, he realized that his right hand, which had been unable to move before, was gradually regaining consciousness. He rubbed it a few times and it returned to normal. It was as if his previous weakness was just an illusion.
He did not have the spare capacity to think. He picked up the brush, got used to the feeling, and then started writing.
Although Meng Liang was not a good person, his handwriting was very good.
The viewers in the live streaming room all expressed that they could not accept it.
Wo 'ai Dashen Yun Ji: "If anyone tells me that handwriting is like a person, I will slap them in the face."
Meng Liang's actions, as well as his way of life, were the greatest mockery of this saying.
After a while, Meng Liang finished writing and stamped his own seal on it.
The content was simple and easy to understand. There was not much talent, and there were no traps in the writing.
He was too arrogant. Meng Liang was certain that Jiang Pengji and the others would not dare to do anything to him.
If that was the case, why would he need to do anything to the bamboo slip?
It was only a few hundred dans of grain. For the Meng's, such a small amount of grain was more than what was rotting in the rice barn every year.
Jiang Pengji dried the ink on the bamboo slip with candlelight. After confirming that there were no problems, she rolled up the bamboo slip in satisfaction.
In contrast to her satisfaction, the County Chief looked as if he had lost his soul. His face was deathly pale.
Yes, his enemy was so close at hand. He could choke him to death with a single move, but he could not. How could he not be angry?
Meng Liang was even more proud of himself.
However, Jiang Pengji's next sentence sent him straight from heaven to hell.
"No problem. Let's settle our grudges and grievances."
Meng Hun: "…"
Meng Liang: "…"
Huh?
Did they hear it wrong?
That was what everyone was thinking at the moment.
Jiang Pengji looked at them with confusion. She waved the bamboo slip in her hand. "I only asked Meng Liang to write a letter to ask for grain from the Meng's. I didn't say you can't take revenge. Repay kindness with kindness, and repay hatred with hatred. That is the way of the world. Meng Liang will be a disaster if we let him live. "
They could not wrap their heads around it. Drifting on a curve, they almost got into an accident!
"But … Langjun, if he dies … how will the Meng's give us the grain?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Send a letter and ask the Meng's to send the grain according to the letter. Kidnappers kidnap hostages and blackmail them. That's the normal procedure, isn't it? As for Meng Liang, he is in our hands. Isn't it just a matter of whether he lives or dies? If they give him the grain, he 'might' live. But if they don't give him the grain, he will definitely die. It's up to the Meng's whether they want to give him the grain or not. "
How long would it take to go from heaven to hell?
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