Otherwise, living on the ground in East Asia, he probably wouldn't survive more than a month.

"Tie them two with rocks and throw them into the sea." Now that he had made his decision, Ono Jiro refused to do anything and simply killed them.

Only then did Zheng Mang see clearly that the one squirming on the other side was his own bitch. This guy was obviously worse than himself, with his arms drooping and his legs looking like noodles.

The two feet were twisted in strange postures, and it was obvious at a glance that the legs and arms had been broken.

"No! No! Don't kill me, don't kill me. I will give you money. Our Zheng family is very rich. As long as you go to the capital to find my uncle, or go to Fuzhou to find my uncle, I will give you as much as you want.

As long as you make an offer, the Zheng family will never counter-offer." When Zheng Mang heard that he was going to throw himself into the sea, he was immediately frightened.

But now that he is being helped, it is no longer possible for him to kneel on the ground and kowtow.

"Looking for your uncle? Looking for your uncle? Then even if we get the money, we will lose our lives." The dog-headed military advisor smiled and knocked Zheng Mang's ankle bone hard with the scabbard in his hand.

"Ah...!" Zheng Mang screamed like a pig being killed.

The dog-headed military advisor pulled the Japanese sword scabbard in his hand and broke Zheng Mang's ankle bone.

"Don't waste it. I have a friend who specializes in begging in Yokohama. He hires disabled people and puts them on the street to beg. There are many kind people, and they can receive a lot of money every day.

We can do this when we get to Jinshan. After all, this is a long-term income." The dog-headed military advisor suggested to Ono Erlang with a smile.

"How much money can there be? It's better for us to eradicate the root cause." The little guy on the side suggested.

"Haha! This is a lot of money. You will know when the time comes."

"But what if they betray us? If Daming finds out, we won't even be able to stay in the North American territory."

"It doesn't matter! We gouged out their eyes, pierced their eardrums, cut out their tongues, chopped off their hands and feet.

This way we won't be afraid of them betraying us, and it will make us look more miserable and attract more sympathetic people to give alms." The dog-headed military advisor stepped on Zheng Mang's short leg.

Before Zheng Mang had time to beg for mercy, screams came out first.

"We can also burn their faces with fire, which will make them look even worse. Let's just say that they were burned into this state by the fire." One of the minions immediately became excited.

"Haha! You're a smart boy, just do it like this. Let's hurry to Kyushu, fill up the coal and water, and then we'll go to the North American Territory.

Raise the sail and save some coal if you can." Onojiro thought, since he is going to the North American territory, he is not afraid that they will give him up. It is good to have long-term money and food from a long distance, and he will have a heart no matter where he is.

Good people.

Ono Jiro, the dog-headed military counselor and others quickly walked out. Only two minions were left to complete the task of "transforming" the two people.

"Please! Please, don't do this to me. I am the son of the Zheng family. I will give you whatever you want. You go to my uncle, go to my cousin Zheng Sen...ah...!"

"

Obviously, it is useless to beg for mercy in front of these ronin. As soon as the dagger in the hand of the ronin with his nose bent was cut out, one of Zheng Mang's eye sockets became empty.
Chapter completed!