Natural Disaster: After hoarding hundreds of millions of supplies, I lay down and won

The man who opened the lock froze, and it took a while before he said with a dry smile, "Brother, you really know how to joke."

"You are wrong." The old Taoist interrupted Unlock Man again, "Old Taoist, I never joke with people I don't know."

The old Taoist's words made the man who opened the lock even more angry. He stopped kneeling and got up from the ground with his hands and feet. He pointed at the old Taoist and began to curse.

"Just like you, you still have the nerve to call yourself a Daoist leader, but I think you are a crooked devil!"

The old Taoist nodded, "You are right."

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The lockpicker froze there again.

The old Taoist priest always didn't play cards according to the routine, which made the lock-opening man unable to scold him even if he wanted to.

The old Taoist got a little impatient, "Are you coming by yourself, or will I help you? I'm busy, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here."

"I--"

The man who opened the lock just said such a word, and the words were interrupted again.

It was one of the men lying on the ground who spoke this time.

He turned over and sat up, looking at the old Taoist priest with hope in his eyes, "Master Taoist, I didn't open the door, nor did I lead the way here, I followed because of threats, can you let me go?"

Without waiting for the old Taoist to answer, he continued, "Master Taoist, do you want this kid's hands? I'll chop off his hands and give them to you right now, will you let me go?"

Probably because he really wanted to leave immediately, he didn't wait for the old Taoist to answer him, he got up angrily, picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, and rushed towards the man who opened the lock.

Seeing this, the other three also got up one after another, and ran towards the man who opened the lock, shouting at the same time.

"Master Dao, we can also cut off his hand, I hope the head of Dao will let us go!"

"Daozhang, do you only need your hands? I can also help chop off his head."

But in a blink of an eye, five people scuffled together.

But such scenes did not last long.

Although the man who opened the lock tried his best to resist, it was obviously useless. He was already thin and was besieged by four people at the same time, so there was basically no room for resistance.

With a scream from the lockpicker, his hand was cut off.

The blood only sprayed onto the other four people in an instant, but because the weather was too cold, the blood at the wound was quickly frozen.

Unlocking the man's eyes opened wide, the veins around his eyes burst, and his eyes were bloodshot red.

Because of the pain, he couldn't cry anymore, only his body was still twitching.

The hands that fell on the ground were frozen stiff in just such a short time.

The four people were panting, and they all looked at the old Taoist priest expectantly.

"Master, can we go?"

The old Taoist first looked at the dying wretched man, then at the frozen hands, and finally at the four of them.

In the expectant eyes of the four, the old Taoist smiled slightly and said in a very flat tone, "No."

The four of them showed the smiles of the rest of their lives, and thanked each other.

"Thank you, Master!"

"The Daoist is such a good man!"

"Let's go now, Daoist, and we will never appear in front of Daoist again in the future."

"Thank you, Taoist priest, for giving us the opportunity. We will change our minds and start a new life in the future."

The four of them spoke one sentence after another, completely immersed in the joy they imagined.

The old Taoist looked at them calmly, and reread what he said just now, "I said, you can't leave."

As the words came out, the smiles on the faces of the four people all disappeared.

"Why? You just said clearly that if you want that kid's hands, we'll cut them off for you, so you should let us go!"

The old Taoist sneered, "I only said that I wanted his hands, but I didn't say that you should chop them off, nor did I promise to let you go."

The four were very angry, but they also showed deep thought, as if they were recalling the previous events.

It didn't take a few minutes before and after the four people recalled it, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

The old Taoist did not promise them anything from the beginning to the end.

It was they who fought for each other, and before the old Taoist could answer, they did it directly.

The four shook their bodies, still a little unwilling.

"Then what do you plan to do with us?"

The old Taoist put his hands into his sleeves and raised his arms, "Of course it's the same as those two underground."

All the stolen things came to his house, and I saw these supplies in his house. If we really let them go, what is the difference from letting the tiger go back to the mountain?
A soft heart is the most undesirable thing in the last days.

In particular, you can't be soft on those who have plans for themselves.

After the old Taoist came in, Nan Ci didn't do anything, and didn't say anything, just watched the old Taoist deal with these people quietly.

Seeing the old Taoist's treatment and listening to what the old Taoist said just now, Nan Ci was very satisfied.

Although he knew before that the old Taoist priest was not a holy father, Nanci still felt relieved.

After all, this is her partner.

How could her partner have the heart of the Virgin Mary and the Father?
Of course, those four people were unwilling to die like this. After realizing that they were too weak, the four of them looked at each other, and at the same time they became violent, and rushed towards the old Taoist priest.

The weapons in their hands hadn't been thrown yet, so they greeted the old Taoist directly.

From their point of view, the old Taoist priest was thin and didn't seem to have much force value, so he was definitely easier to deal with than Nan Ci.

Even if he couldn't kill the old Taoist priest directly, as long as he held him hostage, he could escape from here completely.

Although these people didn't say a word, Nanci could guess what they were planning just by looking at their actions.

But Nan Ci still stood there motionless.

She still believed in the ability of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist didn't disappoint Nan Ci either. When he pulled his hand out of his sleeve, a thin and sharp blade appeared in both hands.

The blade was held in the palm of the old Taoist priest's hand, but the blade was very long, with a finger and a palm growing out. Following the old Taoist priest's movements, the sharp blade greeted the heads and necks of the four of them.

The four of them didn't expect the old Taoist priest to be so powerful at all, and they didn't care about attacking, they just dodged again and again.

But the four of them panicked and only focused on dodging themselves, without any cooperation with each other.

In this way, no one dodged, but blocked each other.

The four cursed and almost fought each other, but they were stopped by the old Taoist in time.

The sharp blade in the hands of the old Taoist slashed between the necks of the four of them, and the four of them fell to the ground with incredulous eyes, completely silent.

The old Taoist knelt down, rubbed the blade against them, and sighed repeatedly.

"This can't be done, can't be done."

Listening to his endless words, Nanci just felt strange, "Why not?"

The old Taoist stood up with a cleaned blade, "You shouldn't use a knife in your own home. Look, the ground is full of blood. It will be troublesome to clean up in a while."