Reading to Become a God

Of course, Ye Chen also knew what the village chief was thinking.

He couldn't stay in this village forever, and if he was too ruthless and made these bandits remember him, after he left, it would be the time for this village to perish.

So if Ye Chen thought, he would naturally kill all these people to eliminate future troubles.

But how could the village chief know that he could do it? I'm afraid he was worried that he would leave a few troubles behind, and then it would really be a situation of life and death.

"Village chief, are you okay?" Ye Chen gently helped the village chief who fell to the ground up.

Looking at the village chief's embarrassed appearance, Ye Chen couldn't help shaking his head. If the village chief was really someone who could mix in the world of immortal cultivation back then, he would naturally have a proud character. Now he is willing to show such an embarrassed appearance, I'm afraid it is also forced by the times, which makes people sigh.

The village chief patted the dirt on his body, and seemed not to care about his embarrassed appearance just now. He was only concerned about whether the villagers around him were injured. This showed that he was indeed worthy of the villagers' love.

However, Ye Chen looked slightly into the distance, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

As night fell, the mountains were close to the river, so the cool breeze at night was particularly refreshing, even on this rugged Black Stone Mountain.

The bandits who regrouped on Black Stone Mountain lit the bonfire, and everyone gathered together with a heavy expression.

Obviously, they were not as sad as imagined. Perhaps it was because they were so cold-blooded and ruthless in their daily lives that they could do that murderous thing.

At the top of the bandits was the empty position of the big boss. Although no one had said it, there was no doubt that everyone's eyes could not help but look at that position. Perhaps they were imagining in their hearts what it would be like to sit on it.

At this time, the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced bandit sneered, holding the saber used by the bandit leader in his hand, and slowly sat on the seat.

Everyone was shocked, and someone immediately said: "Ma San, how can you sit on the position of the boss? You'd better step down quickly, no one will obey you, don't let us tear you apart."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ma San sneered and said: "How can I be so worthy? Do you really think that the position of the boss can be done by one person? Do you really think that as long as you are strong enough, you can make everyone obey you?"

"What else?" the man asked back.

"Everyone is helpless, so they become bandits here, but they are not willing to sell their lives here. They just hope to make money in this mountain village, so the person who can support everyone should be the boss." Ma San said, slowly looking at the person who asked him the question at the beginning, and said: "I have been with the boss the longest and I am the person he trusts the most. I participate in almost all the daily affairs. If it comes to the selection of the boss, of course I am more suitable than anyone else. Do you have any objections?" "Are you going to rank according to seniority?" An old bandit snorted coldly: "If that's the case, then I should be the boss's When I was still a bandit, I stayed here. I participated in all the big and small things in the mountain stronghold. Naturally, I know this mountain stronghold better than anyone else. Naturally, my seniority is the highest. If we really have to judge by seniority, it won’t be your turn, right? "

Ma San frowned slightly and said with a smile: "What do you think you are, old man? Do you have the ability to guide everyone? Besides, with your body that is about to step into the coffin, do you really think you can become the boss? Even if you really become the boss, I am afraid you will turn into a handful of yellow earth in less than half a year. Will we argue about it then? "

"You!" The old bandit opened his mouth immediately, but was speechless.

"Okay, no need to say, you will make a decision later, but for now, the boss's body is still warm, so I will manage the affairs in the mountain stronghold first." Ma San said, but he had his own wishful thinking in his heart.

Although these bandits have some brute force and are ruthless people who can do ruthless things, it is precisely because of this that their brains are not very smart. I just need to fool them and let them let me handle the things in the mountain village first. After a while, my position will naturally become stronger, and then more people will follow me.

And at that time, even if I want to step down from the position of the boss, I am afraid they will not agree.

Just when Ma San was feeling proud, he didn't know that all this was seen clearly by people on a treetop in the jungle of Black Stone Mountain.

"It's really interesting that they still have time to fight for positions when they are about to die."

Immediately, the figure on the sparse treetop disappeared without making any movement, as if no one had appeared there from just now until now.

Late at night. Ma San walked proudly towards the room where only the boss could stay. As soon as he opened the door, he saw gold and silver everywhere. Although these items could only be circulated in the mortal market, if he wanted to go to Shangyuan City, he would probably need spirit stones at best. But such a large quantity made Ma San drool.

Now that I think about it, the death of the boss is not a bad thing. At least I got a chance.

Ma San lay on the bed leisurely, feeling that it was all just a dream. If that was the case, he would rather never wake up.

"Boss, your death is not unjust. I told you at the beginning that there must be something fishy in this matter, but you didn't listen to my advice. Then I have no choice. But don't worry. After I regroup, I will slaughter that village and avenge you."

"Just you?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Ma San was startled and jumped up from the bed in an instant. He skillfully pulled out a sharp knife from under the pillow and looked behind him vigilantly.

"Who?" After Ma San asked, no one answered, as if everything was empty.

But Ma San was very sure that someone had said something just now.

"Come here!"