510: Chapter 510 - Locust in the stomach

Chapter 510 - Locust in the stomach

Chapter 510: Locust in the stomach1

nd Bai Zhi shrugged her shoulders: “I am destroying your trust and slandering you? You and I know the answer deep inside our heart, so why bother to act like this again and again?”

Marshal Wang was not in the mood to listen to Doctor Gong’s nonsense. The next moment, he winked at the guard standing on the side. The guard understood his meaning. The guard immediately took two sweet dates from the cloth bag and tried to put it on Doctor Gong’s mouth.

Doctor Gong struggled desperately. But after all, he was only a doctor, so how could he win against someone who knows martial arts?

Shortly after swallowing the sweet dates, cold sweat began to show on Doctor Gong’s forehead and his hands grasping his neck, his mouth opened as if someone was strangling his neck and refused to let go. His voice came out from his throat.

When Marshal Wang saw the look of Doctor Gong, he remembered his sufferings all these years. It was all because of this evil man in front of him. According to his temper, he wanted to tear him apart now.

“Tied and secretly guard him. No one is allowed to see him.” He didn’t want to see his face for a moment. This villain harmed him, and he almost loses his life.

Bai Zhi asked in doubt: “You will not interrogate him?”

Marshal Wang shook his head: “It ’s no use trying it now. It ’s not too late, let’s wait for him to calm down.” He was also having difficulty controlling his mood. If he interrogated him now, he might lose control of himself and kill him.

When Bai Zhi saw that his face was not good, his eyes were very gloomy, his brows were frowning even more. He must have been very frustrated: “Alright, let him calm down first, and then allow him to think clearly about his current situation. Let him decide whether he will protect the person behind him or protect himself. ”

After Doctor Gong was taken away, Bai Zhi said to Marshal Wang: “On the night of the full moon, you go to the woods on the side of the corpse pit. I’m not sure if Prince Jin will come back that day, but you can try your luck. Maybe you can see him.”

At this time, Marshal Wang believed in Bai Zhi’s words. Although it was their first time meeting, it seemed like they were familiar with each other. When he looked at the eyes of the young boy in front of him, his eyes were clear and his body exudes simplicity, which prevents him to doubt him.

“I will definitely go!” He made a commitment, not only to Bai Zhi but also to Prince Jin and himself.

*

At night, the meowing outside the small tent sounded again. Bai Zhi came out of the bed. According to what they agreed before, she went direct to the woods. On the way, she met several patrolmen, who had eaten the snake soup she made this morning.

As the saying goes, the mouth that eats the food of others is softened; the hand that takes the possessions of others is shortened. Bai Zhi was strolling late at night, but they didn’t question him. Instead, they greeted him and just ask her to make another snake soup tomorrow.

Bai Zhi waited for them to go further before she continued walking towards the woods. Seeing Hu Feng standing under the shadow of the tree, her heartbeat increased inexplicably.

“You looking for me this late at night, did something happened?” She asked.

Hu Feng’s lips curved into a smile, then he stretched his arm and poke her delicate nose with his finger: “I can’t look for you if nothing bad happened? I just want to see you and talk to you.”

Bai Zhi smiled and said: “It seems that you are in a good mood, it must be because Fu Zheng’s injury has improved.”

Hu Feng sighed: “You, it seems you are the locust in my stomach, you know everything.”

Bai Zhi smiled and said with pride: “So, do you know what I’m thinking right now?” She has good news to tell him. She wonders how he will react when he heard this news.

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