As he waved his hand, the two people who were seen by his eyes got up hastily and then walked to Han Qianqian’s side.
“Are you two, afraid of death?” Scar asked.
The two men nodded and shook their heads: “Afraid of death for sure, otherwise why are you hiding here? But if we had the chance to take down these b*****ds, it would mean something different, we wouldn’t be afraid to die.
Hearing the two men’s reply, Scar looked at Han Qianqian and said, “Master Han, let’s go?”
Han Qianqian nodded and pulled Su Yingxia with him, leading the two men as well as the leader, directly under Scar’s leadership, opened the iron plates and rushed out of the big house.
Outside the house, the cold wind was biting, and Scar, as instructed, quickly closed the door behind him after taking a look at a few people.
At once, only the four Han Qianqian men and the leader were left outside.
“It’s time for you to do something.” Han Qianqian looked at the leader, and then, with a movement in his hand, he took out four pieces of clothing and divided them up, putting them on with himself.
These four pieces of clothing belonged to the leader’s brothers.
Because some of them were directly strangled by the Eleventh Style, some of their clothes were directly unusable, but some of their clothes were intact because they had been beheaded.
The only one who was a little embarra*sed was Han Qianqian.
After all, they were each much taller than the dwarves, but much thinner. Su Yingxia women were fine, but Han Qianqian was suffering from being dressed in an unconventional way.
However, under the night, if one did not look closely, it would still be difficult to notice the difference.
The leader did not say anything, so he could only lead Han Qianqian’s group towards the inner city.
Because there was no one there, the street was surprisingly quiet, and several people could only hear their own footsteps.
“Shouldn’t the city lord’s residence normally be in the very centre of a city, where are you leading us to?”
It didn’t take long for Han Qianqian to stop.
The leader hurriedly turned around and was so close to kneeling down for Han Qianqian: “Master, the City Lord’s Palace is in the centre of the city, but our main base is not in the City Lord’s Palace.
Han Qianqian said in a cold voice: “You better not lie to me, or you know the consequences.
“I would never dare to deceive you.”
“And, from now on, you are the captain, don’t say “master”.”
“Yes!”
As they walked on, it became clear that the road was no longer the same as before, and they occasionally met people dressed almost identically to the leader.
Most of them were in small groups, and when they happened to meet each other, they would each say hello.
But the good thing was that these greetings were basically exchanged as soon as they were done, which did not allow Han Qianqian to be discovered.
Soon, after going around an extremely complicated road, there was a glimmer of light and lamps ahead.
Under the lights, several pairs of people were gathered there, and it seemed that the leader did not have any intention to deceive.
This, then, was their base camp.
“Seven columns, you’re back, how are you?
There was a table under the lamp with three or four men sitting in front of it, the one in the centre with a plume on his head, a small leader at first glance.
Beside the table, there were several other groups like Han Qianqian’s. Looking at their appearance, it seemed that they had not gained anything this evening.
At least, Han Qianqian did not see the woman who had been captured.
Han Qianqian gently patted the leader’s shoulder, signalling him to be careful with his words.
The leader coughed a little, adjusted his mood and said, “f*ck, forget it, it’s the same old story, we’ve captured almost everyone in the castle, so how can we find any missing fish?
He sat down on his butt at the table and took a big gulp of wine.
“I don’t know what the bosses are thinking, but they’re letting us go on catching women, so where are we going to catch them? I don’t know what the bosses think, they’re making us continue to catch women.
“We have to talk to our superiors about this, it’s not a good idea to waste our time.
“Reflect? How? I still want my hat.” I want my hat,” said the chief, speechless.
If he displeased the authorities, he could lose his plume hat at any time.
How about “I’ll talk to them? If it works out, we’ll all save our efforts, but if it doesn’t, the blame will be on my head. The leader laughed.
The young leader was clearly stunned, not expecting him to take this up: “You’ll do it?