Chapter 175

Meng Hun understood as soon as he heard it. At this time, he also understood why Jiang Pengji was silent.

This method... Is indeed immoral.

Other people were reminded and realized that they wanted to exchange Meng data for food.

However, they all want to kill Meng data. If they exchange Meng data for food, won't they let the boy continue to make trouble?

"That's not right... Do you want to let this little beast go? If we take him as a hostage and let Meng give food, he will double his hatred. At that time, he will be implicated in giving the little Lang Jun and Du Wei. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to want his dog's life in the future."

"I don't want to let this beast go so easily!"

"Don't want to let go!"

Several people had different opinions, but they were also very hesitant. Meng Hun was unwilling to clench his fist.

Meng data listened to their dialogue. His heart was like sitting on a roller coaster. As soon as he got on and off, his heart kept shaking.

Just now I thought I would die. Now I think... He can still save it.

According to his understanding of Meng Hun, he is likely to survive.

Hum!

When he finds his squire or returns to Meng's house, he must let these Dalits present die one by one.

no

We can't let them die too easily. We have to torture them hard before he gets angry.

For a long time, Meng Hun loosened his fist. His palm had been pinched and bleeding by his nails, but he didn't feel it.

"Let him write a letter asking for food!" Meng Hun reluctantly bit his back teeth, secretly swallowed the iron smell surging up his throat, and said with red eyes, "let him keep his life... We... Have a chance next time."

After hearing this, Meng Di almost laughed and had a stomachache.

Jiang Pengji listened to the people and silently reflected on herself

Is her heart really so black?

[anchor v]: # funny, this is a group of very honest boys. I feel I can't bear it.

Originally, the audience in the live studio also thought Meng Da could not die. They were filled with righteous indignation and felt too suffocating.

However, when they saw the barrage sent out by Jiang Pengji, some quick reaction old drivers lit candles for Meng Da one after another.

[a leaf makes a boat]: # laugh and cry. Can I say that I was surrounded by the anchor just now? I thought Meng Di couldn't die.

[old driver Lianmeng]: I want to confess. I'm ashamed of my ID. how can such a black hearted anchor slap himself in the face? She said she would kill Meng data gracefully and would never let this boy live to see tomorrow's sun

[I love Yunji]: I'm wrong. I should believe that the anchor is not a good person.

[years pass through his fingers]: the anchor is so bad. I guess the poor Meng data thought he was saved?

[aize flower fire]: light a row of candles for Meng Da, and love a room full of upright boys.

Jiang Pengji's expression control is very good. She is also a serious and dignified expression. She goes to another room to get pen and ink.

He said to Meng Di, "write. If you don't want to eat more flesh and blood, don't play tricks."

Meng data groaned at this time, his expression looked arrogant, and his eyes looked at Jiang Pengji as if poisoned.

When he regains his freedom, he will not only humiliate Meng data and those bigwigs, castrate them and make them no men, but also throw them into the South courtyard to pick up cheap guests. After enough torture and fun, they will die.

In front of Liu Xi, he will not let go. His end will be 100 times more miserable than Meng Hun, and he will be buried with the whole Liu house!

Meng data is used to being unscrupulous. Even though he is still under the control of others, he has determined that Jiang Pengji and they dare not attack themselves, so he doesn't know how to restrain. The hatred in his eyes almost turns his eyes red, as if he would attack and bite people the next second.

Seeing Meng data's response, the others were worried.

"Wait for me!"

Meng Di secretly swore in her heart.

Jiang Pengji seemed to see what he wanted to express, but she smiled at him provocatively.

Meng data was cold again. He was about to say that he couldn't move his wrist and couldn't write, but he found that his right hand, which had been unable to move before, gradually felt. He kneaded it a little and even recovered as before, as if his previous weakness was his illusion.

He had no spare brain to think, picked up the brush, slightly adapted to the feeling of running the pen, and then wrote.

Not to mention, although Meng Di is not good, his handwriting is very good-looking.

After watching it, the audience in the live studio said they couldn't accept it.

[I love the great God Yunji]: whoever speaks to the baby like him in the future will slap it and paste it.

Meng data's behavior and his way of life are the biggest mockery of this sentence.

But after half a ring, Meng data had finished writing and stamped his own seal.

The content is simple, clear at a glance, not much talent, and there is no text trap.

He was too arrogant and arrogant. Meng Di had already decided that Jiang Pengji and her party did not dare to do anything to him.

In that case, what else does he need to do on the bamboo slips?

It's just hundreds of stones of grain. For Meng, more than this grain rots in the rice warehouse every year.

Jiang Pengji dried the ink on the bamboo slips by candlelight. After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, she was satisfied to roll up the bamboo slips.

Compared with her satisfaction, Du Wei seemed to have lost his soul, and his face was very pale.

Yes, it's clear that the enemy is close at hand. He can strangle the other party with his hands, but he can't do so. How can he not be angry?

Seeing this, Meng Di became more and more elated.

However, Jiang Pengji's next sentence knocked him directly from heaven to hell.

"No problem, there is revenge, there is revenge."

Meng Hun: "

Meng data: "..."

Huh?

Did you hear me right?

This is the idea of everyone at the moment, highly unified.

Jiang Pengji looked at them suspiciously and raised the bamboo slips in her hand, "I just said to ask Meng data to write letters and ask Meng for food, but I didn't say I wouldn't let you take revenge. It's natural for you to repay kindness and resentment. Meng data is such a person. It's too much trouble to keep."

Some of the people's nerves can't turn the corner. The corner drifts. There's almost an accident, okay!

"But... Little Lang Jun, if he died... How could Meng give food?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Send the letter and ask Meng to deliver rice grain according to the requirements of the letter. The kidnappers kidnap hostages to blackmail. Is that the general process? As for Meng data, we have people in our hands anyway. Life and death is not a matter of a word? They give food. People 'may' live, but if they don't give food, they will definitely die. Whether they are willing to give it or not is Meng's problem."

How long does it take from heaven to hell?

The audience in the live studio counted. According to the speaker's speed, it looked like seven or eight seconds.