After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

Chapter 92 Negotiations
"At least if you are alive now, you still have a chance to recover."

Mu Yunxiao didn't know what he was thinking of, but the look in his eyes suddenly changed. He was silent for a long time, and then added something after Ruan He's words.

Wang Xiaoer patted his head and remembered the purpose of their trip.

"Yes, boss, we came to the county town just to help the local magistrate search for the missing prisoners, and also to help find other brothers!"

Wang Xiaoer lowered his head and said quickly: "Boss, why are you sitting up! Your wound is so serious, my sister-in-law said..."

"Wang Xiaoer, Chen Ping, you two help me, we will enter the city now."

Li Jiang frowned, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and reluctantly turned over and sat up.

The wound on his abdomen was touched, and the unbearable pain hit him, making his face turn pale again.

There is no clue about the traces of other people. If this matter is delayed, it will only cause trouble.

If... those men in black find other people, they will definitely kill them again. There is no time to delay this matter.

Wang Xiaoer and several officials looked at each other, and they turned their attention to Mu Yunxiao and Ruan He for help.

After all, they knew this guy's bad temper very well, and they couldn't persuade him with just a few words.

Ruan He saw that he was struggling to sit up, and the wound on his abdomen was not bleeding. He paused for a moment and nodded: "Let's go, we have to go to the city and buy some gold sore medicine for you guys."

This matter really cannot be delayed.

After receiving her permission, Wang Xiaoer and another officer who was slightly injured dared to step forward and helped Li Jiang to stand up.

After entering the county seat, before the county government office opened, they could only ask for information on the roadside.

Mu Yunxiao took out two portraits, which clearly showed the appearance of Mrs. Mu Tai and Mu Yunchao. The paintings were exquisite and lifelike.

Ruan He glanced sideways at the portrait and was amazed in her heart. This painting skill was indeed the best among the people she had ever seen.

They took the portrait and wandered around the county town, stopping passers-by to ask questions.

The passerby Chad was slightly startled when he saw their faces, and naturally he happily helped to look at the portraits.

After asking for more than half an hour, they found nothing. No one had seen Mrs. Mutai's group.

Several people were walking on the streets of the county town, planning to go to the Yamen first to ask for help from the local officials.

"what?!"

Wang Xiaoer was surprised and pushed Mu Yunxiao's arm, pointed to the corner of the street, and exclaimed: "Brother Xiao, isn't that your father!?"

Several people looked in the direction pointed by Wang Xiaoer. There were a few pedestrians watching the show surrounding the corner.

In the center of them, there is a small, narrow platform that is not high.

Mu Zhengbai was standing upright in his gorgeous clothes. His dog-like face showed heavy tiredness, but he only dared to put on a hypocritical and greasy smile, as if he was being coerced.

He raised his head and held his chest high, thinking that his literary talent was brilliant, so he blurted out a few lines of ancient poems from his predecessors and recited them confusingly.

Fortunately, the few passers-by who had time to watch all came from farmers' backgrounds and didn't know many Chinese characters. No one exposed him and clapped their hands.

Taking a closer look, there was a sturdy man standing under the stage with a cheerful smile. He was holding a bowl in his hand and kept circling around several onlookers, muttering auspicious words.

"Everyone, please do a good job. If you are rich, please lend a hand so that we two brothers can have enough to eat."

These onlookers looked at it happily, and they generously took out a few copper coins from their bodies and threw them into the bowl.The big man thanked him repeatedly, turned his head, and his cheerful smile immediately faded away. He glared at Mu Zhengbai fiercely and scolded: "Why don't you thank all the bosses quickly!"

Mu Zhengbai was so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost fell off the stage. He quickly stood firm and bowed respectfully to thank the spectators below. He looked like a coward no matter what.

"Why is he still alive!?"

Wang Xiaoer stared at Mu Zhengbai over there angrily, and the words that came out of his mouth were unforgiving at all.

At this time, he suddenly remembered a sentence: the harm will last for thousands of years.

After his exile, he saw clearly how Mu Zhengbai tormented his family.

"It looks like he was caught by the stall owner as a performer." Li Jiang noticed the situation there and guessed.

Ruan He originally didn't want to talk to him, but after all, he was still Mu Yunxiao's biological father. She raised her eyes and looked at Mu Yunxiao beside her.

When they made eye contact, she was about to ask Mu Yunxiao's opinion.

Mu Yunxiao glanced coldly at Mu Zhengbai, who looked like a clown in the distance, looked at Ruan He with gentle eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Everything depends on Madam."

His words meant that the decision-making power was completely handed over to Ruan He.

"Okay! Let's forget about it and go directly to the county government office."

Ruan He made a decision quickly and was planning to just ignore it as if he didn't see it.

But Li Jiang shook his head slightly, frowned slightly, and said, "Mu Zhengbai is still my prisoner, so I can't ignore him."

His duty is to safely escort Mu Zhengbai and other prisoners to the place of exile. It would be impossible if one of them is missing.

What's more, the other prisoners don't know where they are now, and it's important to find one more.

They were discussing how to deal with it, but Mu Zhengbai was very sharp-eyed and saw Ruan He and the others at a glance.

A smile suddenly appeared on Mu Zhengbai's greasy old face, he stopped reading poems, waved his hands heavily, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Xiao'er! Xiaohe! Come and save daddy!"

Even if he goes back to be a prisoner, it's better than being whipped here and not even being able to eat!

This tone was particularly intimate, and he completely forgot all the bad things he had done before.

In other words, he never felt that what he had done before was wrong, he never thought that he was wrong, and he still regarded himself as the Marquis back then.

Mu Zhengbai came over with a loud voice. When he saw the two of them, he immediately became hardened and stood on the stage with his back straightened up.

The stall owner suddenly became angry when he saw him like this. He swung the whip in his hand and hit Mu Zhengbai hard.

"Ah!" Mu Zhengbai cried out in pain as a blood mark was drawn from his arm. His face was livid with fright, and he could only bow his waist, losing his arrogance.

His eyes were still staring at Mu Yunxiao and Ruan He, but he did not dare to yell any more.

Li Jiang naturally ignored him and walked over to the stall owner.

Several other people saw this, looked at each other, and followed.

When the stall owner saw them approaching, he immediately showed an unkind expression and stared at them fiercely.

Li Jiang came here to negotiate with the stall owner and ask him to let Mu Zhengbai back.

(End of this chapter)