Zhang Cong, who was escorting someone upstairs, heard Wang Er Zhuang's words and quickly squeezed over with curiosity.
"Quick, show me, how big is a steamed bun that can knock Old Bai out? Has this guy eaten fake medicine bought from Xiao Ming?"
Xiao Han Yi, with a helpless expression, shouldered Tiffany again and said, Su Dan Novel Network
"Let's go, brothers, let's take them down first. As for what my brother-in-law is dizzy about, we'll have a seminar when we get back to discuss it."
The few people nodded in agreement, only Wang Er Zhuang, with his extensive experience, emphasized:
"Brothers, if you listen to me, you won't be wrong. I have experience with this. Old Bai is definitely dizzy from... milk."
As they walked, Zhang Cong seemed to have discovered a new continent, and said to the He Da Zhuang brothers with curiosity:
"Da Zhuang, Er Zhuang, Old Xiao and Old Bai each carry a girl, why are you two carrying a skeleton each? What, have you changed your taste?"
Wang Er Zhuang glanced at Zhang Cong with disdain and said, "What kind of bullshit eyes do you have? Old Bai isn't carrying a girl, he's being carried by a girl."
After saying that, everyone suddenly looked at Bai Zhan Long, and indeed, Bai Zhan Long was carried on Jie Li Ya's shoulder, walking downstairs with everyone.
When they reached the ground floor, He Da Zhuang casually threw the young man who looked like a skeleton in his hand onto the ground and said:
"The two guys that Er Zhuang and I caught are the sons of the Nethermancer clan's ancient Nethermancer, Baines Johnson. They are Da Ka Johnson and Xiao Ka Johnson."
After throwing the person down, Wang Er Zhuang also spoke:
"That's right, as soon as Big Brother and I arrived at the manor, we found these two weaklings. No choice, who made them brothers look so distinctive."
"When you guys started fighting outside, Big Brother and I went straight through the door to catch them. As a result, as soon as we entered the room, these two weaklings were chatting with two effeminate blondes, and we beat them unconscious."
Wang Er Zhuang said, pointing to the blonde youths in the middle row, the first two from the front:
"See? It's those two bastards."
Everyone looked at the two effeminate youths and shivered.
Zhang Cong said with a bewildered expression: "Holy shit, why are there more people in the middle than on the right?"
Jie Li Ya, who was carrying Bai Zhan Long, looked at the row of heavily made-up effeminate youths in the middle and said impatiently:
"Damn it, these days, fakes are worth more than real ones."
As soon as Jie Li Ya finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to her.
Jie Li Ya knew her words were a bit harsh, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she adjusted Bai Zhan Long on her shoulder to a more comfortable position.
Just then, Lin Wu Fa walked in with several old masters from the Lin family. He looked at the group of dazed blonde second-generation youths and the young people standing in three rows.
"Hmm, these little brats are quite efficient, but why are there three rows of people standing?"
He Da Zhuang and the others saw the four old masters arrive and quickly ran over.
"Second Great Grandfather, the men are standing on the left, the women on the right, and the neither-men-nor-women are in the middle. So, what exactly are these in the middle, maybe only their mother knows."
Old Master Lin Wu Fa had never seen anything like this before, so he could only nod in bewilderment and say:
"Did these big girls split their legs, or did the men cross-breed, to end up with such a bunch?"
Lin Wu Fa shook his head, lamenting how fun these Westerners were.
Then he saw Jie Li Ya and Bai Zhan Long, who was in Jie Li Ya's embrace, as if being held in a princess carry.
"What's wrong with this Bai kid? He looks like he's been drugged."
Wang Er Zhuang quickly explained, and was very confident in his judgment and experience:
"No, Second Great Grandfather, Old Bai is dizzy from... milk."
Seeing the firm gaze of the others, Old Master Lin Wu Fa could only shake his head helplessly:
"Forget it, let him be dizzy from whatever he wants. Take all these hostages back. We've waited so long and haven't seen any big fish take the bait. They probably won't come."
The few top dead soldiers of the Lin family heard the words of this old elder and quickly signaled their subordinates.
Zhang Cong also nodded to the Zhang family elites and walked out.
After the elites of both families took away all the rich sheep who participated in the entertainment activities and the three American quasi-kings captured by Lin Jiu's three top dead soldiers,
They began a massacre of all armed personnel in the manor, and screams of agony continued to be heard.
However, it did not delay the carefree chatter of Wang Er Zhuang.
"Big Brother, we've really hit the jackpot this time. I think after we go back, Eighth Uncle and my dad, those old bastards, will still have the nerve to punish us."
The two old Zhang family quasi-kings behind them exchanged glances: "Alas, this disease is contagious."
He Lao Ba, who was considering the next step at the Chinese base camp, heard his subordinate report.
It said that He Da Zhuang and his group of five had achieved a major success, kidnapping one-third of the second-generation elites of the entire American high society.
And also the two sons of the ancient Nethermancer Baines Johnson, Da Ka Johnson and Xiao Ka Johnson.
He Lao Ba, with an expression of disbelief, said to the subordinate who reported:
"I'm telling you, He Long, don't lie to your Eighth Uncle. April Fool's Day has been over for more than two months. If you dare to lie to me, I'll beat you up."
He Long directly pulled He Lao Ba and said, "Hurry up, why would I be so bored as to joke with you? Da Zhuang and the others are waiting for you."
He Lao Ba followed He Long to the underground prison and saw He Da Zhuang and the others recording videos for these bound hostages.
He Da Zhuang sat on a chair with great arrogance and said to the assembled He family elites:
"Those who need to record videos, record them. Those who need to take proof of identity, take it. If anyone is uncooperative, chop off a finger first and send it to their family."
"Accountants, make sure to calculate the accounts clearly. We mustn't ask for too little. If the asking price is too low, it will not only be our loss, but also make our peers in the jianghu laugh at our unprofessionalism."
"Lock them all up separately to prevent them from colluding. Separate the men and women too, don't cause any more deaths, it will be difficult to explain to the victims later, and it will also tarnish our reputation."
As He Da Zhuang was happily talking, He Lao Ba pushed the door open and entered.
Looking at the room full of hostages, He Lao Ba was stunned for a moment, then said to his great nephew:
"Well done, little bastard, you've got a good idea. You've done a clean job, and you've really caught some fat sheep."
He Da Zhuang saw that the person who came was He Lao Ba, and then said with arrogance:
"How is it, Eighth Uncle, are the goods satisfactory this time? Quick and neat. After we figure out their backgrounds, we'll let the 'sign-inserting' people send leaves to their families."
Then He Lao Ba saw a few blond youths who refused to speak no matter how they were questioned, and smiled at He Da Zhuang:
"Oh, there are still a few tough nuts here. Send blood leaves to their families, and take some items back."