Chapter 382 Because he was poor, when he woke up, he was in a production workshop, surrounded by some machines and some metal materials.Heitou Tuo was sitting on the backrest sofa opposite him, with his feet crossed, holding his golden silk ink jade wrench in his hand, and glanced at him: "Boy, are you awake?"
”"Why didn't you kill me?"
Ma Xiaohu is a little strange, the Bian family hates him to the core, and there is no reason to let him go so easily."
Want to die?"
Heitou Tuo sneered, "Don't worry, it will be yours." ”After a pause, he said, "But before you die, you have to tell me first, where did you get this wrench?"
”"Ancestral."
Ma Xiaohu replied casually, got up from the ground, and was planning how to escape from this person's clutches."
Ancestral?"
Blackhead was a little surprised, "Who is your ancestor?"
”"My father's name is Ma Mingbo, and my grandfather's name is Ma Zhitu.""
I haven't heard of it."
Ma Xiaohu smiled: "They are not stars, so naturally you haven't heard of them." ”"Boy, don't give me a sloppy look, who are you?"
Heitoutuo had heard Bian Baicheng say before that Ma Xiaohu had a background in the Mo family, and this wrench finger had been verified by him with the vitality of the ink man just now, and it did belong to the token of Mo Xia.Ma Xiaohu observed his words and saw that Heitou Tuo seemed to attach great importance to the wrench, and it was because of this wrench just now that he didn't immediately attack him.Could it be ......
Is he also from the Mo family?
In his mind, there was a battle between heaven and man, and after a while, he decided to take a gamble and said, "You guessed right, I am the ink head of Moxia." ”"You're Moshou?
Joke!
”Blackhead immediately vetoed his identity, "How can there be such a wasteful ink head as you?"
Which of the ink heads of Moxia doesn't have a martial arts body?
You kid doesn't have any kung fu at all, why should you be the head of ink?
”"I don't want to be either.You have to like it, you should be good. ”Heitou Tuo was stunned for a moment, how noble is the identity of the ink head, this kid ......
Just give it to someone else?
However, thinking that the Mo family has always been democratic, even if they become the head of Mo, if the people below are not satisfied, they can be re-elected, just like the modern political system.The head of state has supreme power, but this power is elected, in other words, given by the people.The power of the ink head is also very high in the Mo family, second only to the juzi, when this ink head is embraced, he will be supported in any decision he makes, and the disciples of the lineage are all looking forward.However, once he is overthrown and a new Mo head is re-elected, his identity is like that of a retired leader, only the former face is still there, and there is no power at all.Black-headed Tuo is self-renowned, and even if he gets the Moshou token, he may not be able to be supported."
You're also from the Ink Heroes?"
Ma Xiaohu asked the question in his heart."
Not bad.""
Since you are a member of the Moxia family, why do you help the abuse?"
Black-headed Tuo's eyes flashed: "What are you?"
Dare to accuse me?
Do you really think of yourself as the head of ink?
”"I'm not interested in Moshou or anything at all, it's good that you want to like you, it's just that I think Moxia is a good man who acts chivalrous and righteous, and you help Bian Baicheng do things, which hurts the sky and harms reason, and insults Moxia's reputation.""
Ink Man?
Hehe, to put it nicely, it's actually a bunch of beggars!
Damn, I'm so poor that I'm almost begging, and I'm still chivalrous.Do you don't need to spend money to do chivalry?
Do you know why I became a monk?
”"Why?"
Blackhead flashed a look of pain: "Because of poverty!"
My son was sick, I didn't have the money to treat him, he died.My mother-in-law ran away with a big sum of money because of this.I became a monk in discouragement and prepared to break the red dust.But the more I think about it, the more unconvinced I become, I have all my ability, why should I be poor?
”Ma Xiaohu sighed silently in his heart, he had also been poor and had been blinded by countless people, so he was able to understand the feelings of the black head.But poor to poor, Ma Xiaohu is not poor enough to betray his conscience, even if he dies of poverty, he will not do things for people like Bian Baicheng."
Do you know how much your life is worth?"
The black-headed Tuo stared at Ma Xiaohu coldly."
How much?""
Ten million."
The black head laughed grimly, "Uncle Bian has given an order, whoever kills you will get a bounty of 10 million." ”Ma Xiaohu shook his head: "It's too cheap!"
”"What?""
How will my life be more than 10 million?
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I think you can ask Bian Baicheng for a little more, at least 100 million, right?
Now that I'm in your hands, you can talk to Bian Baicheng about the conditions.Do you know why rich people get richer more?
Because they have brains. ”Ma Xiaohu pointed to his head.The black head was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to his senses, and kicked over: "Damn, scold me for having no brains?"
”Ma Xiaohu crashed into a hill-like metal pipe piled up behind him, and his body was in pain, and he couldn't get up from the ground for a long time.Heitou Tuo took the wrench in his hand and said, "How many people among the ink heroes now know that you are the ink head?"
”"Not much, just a few people.""
Who are they?""
Fan Wugu, Guo Qiji, and You He's two apprentices."
Ma Xiaohu hasn't seen Fan Wugu and Guo Qiji yet, but it's always good to talk about a few more people, at least it can deter Heitoutuo."
Where are they now?""
It's at my house, Meizhuang."
Heitoutuo's expression changed: "What you said is true?"
”Ma Xiaohu could see that Heitoutuo seemed to be a little panicked, thinking that Fan Wugu and Guo Qiji were not ordinary people, after all, they were both people of the same generation as Youhe."
You and Fan Wugu, who has a higher seniority?""
We are contemporaries.""
In that case, you come back to Meizhuang with me, and you can get together."
Although Fan Wugu and Guo Qiji have not yet arrived in Meizhuang, there is a slant in Meizhuang, as long as they go to Meizhuang, they don't have to be afraid of his black head."
Hmph, they want to kill me and then hurry, how can I go back with you?
Boy, don't think I don't understand your mind and want to borrow a knife to kill someone?
Hmph, there are no doors.No matter what, you're going to die!
”Speaking of this, the black head was full of fierce light, and slowly approached Ma Xiaohu.Ma Xiaohu was nervous, but he was still pretending to be calm on the surface, and said, "Don't you just want money?"
I'll give you 100 million and let me go!
”Although this way is very undisciplined, Ma Xiaohu knows that life is the most important thing, he is not a disciplined person, as long as he can survive, what is money?
Only by living can he settle all the accounts, the money can be earned again, and the revenge can be planned and avenged, but there is only one life, and if it is gone, it will be gone.The black head laughed: "Yes, I do love money, but I will never betray the Bian family because of you, compared to you, I can't afford to mess with the Bian family."
I'm sorry boy, I can send you to Huangquan, I don't have the blessing to earn this 100 million, I don't want to be the second Baishi Dao person. ”"It's easy for you to kill me, but if I'm dead, you'll never know the secret in the wrench!"
Heitou Tuo was stunned: "What secret?"
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