Chapter 926: The Frontier of the Hunting Ground, the Fifth Young Master Fu Zichen

When the officer said this, all the prisoners were in an uproar.

The prisoner who had previously recognized this as a "hunting ground" obviously knew something. His face was the ugliest, and the gloom in his eyes could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

Then, the government officials really left. In such a big forest, in an instant, only the twelve people who were brought in were left with their hands and feet shackled.

"Did I hear wrongly? These sons of bitches put us into the hunting ground to be killed as prey by those dandies? Damn their ancestors! Are these beasts still fucking human beings!"

The fierce man, after being stunned, became furious.

The man who knew the inside story snorted and said: "Let's find a place to hide for a while. This forest seems big, but there are tent camps in front and liger territory in the back. There are actually very few places where we can escape. When the time comes, can we?" It's up to you to survive."

"The shackles are so heavy, how can you run away!"

"No wonder we don't take the old, weak and disabled with us. Aren't they just used as targets for others when they come in?"

"Yeah, what's the fun in being a target? They just want us who are strong and can run. The more we run, the more fun it is to kill! These indifferent beasts, I really want to see a killer one!"

The insults became more and more frequent.

Liu Moyi stood there, but looked around. He now knew what the big man at the door was talking about. The big man had obviously been to the hunting ground before, and was one of the survivors.

Walk ten miles to the left and you'll find a pool of bad water.

Perhaps, this is the only way to do it.

Or maybe, he could hide there for a while, until the young men left and the hunting grounds were closed, he might be able to escape!

Thinking of this possibility, he immediately looked at the others.

But after seeing the insults, several people's eyes were shining brightly. Apparently, they had also thought of this.

Today, we are reduced to the status of being used as animals in the hunting ground. It seems inhumane, but it is also a path to rebirth.

"Dong dong dong!" The sound of drums and gongs rang out in the distance.

Someone yelled: "Hunting drums, they are coming in, run!"

Before the man finished speaking, the sound of horse hooves was indeed heard in the distance.

The group of people quickly dispersed.

Liu Mo didn't dare to run to the rancid pool immediately, so he went another way, planning to wait for the right opportunity before going to his destination.

At the other end, the frontier of the hunting ground.

A young man in flashy red clothes, holding a bone fan in his hand, with a slight smile on his face. He looked into the forest and sighed: "These young masters of the Fu family are just trying to be strong. They have already ridden away before the drum beats. They are the leaders." Well, we are all a family, no matter who hunts them, it’s not the same, as for such a competition."

"That's not what you said." Another young man in green picked up the white jade glass cup and took a sip of the fine wine in the cup. His eyes wandered and he looked at the young man in red: "Although we are called a family, we don't live in the same house. Competition is inevitable."

"Hey, Mr. Yang's words don't sound right." A charming female voice said.

The man in green, who was called Young Master Yang, glanced at her and said, "Miss Song is overly worried. It was just a casual comment. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Young lady, it doesn't sound like you are casual." Second Miss Song was wearing a silk skirt, the corners of the skirt flew up the curtains, and she had a subtle smile on her face: "How do you think, young lady, that Mr. Yang is hinting at something?"

As she spoke, her glass-like eyes turned slightly and turned to the man in white who was sitting on the far right of the crowd, holding a jade cup, and had remained silent.

Young Master Yang also followed her gaze, looked at the man in white, and asked with a smile: "Fifth Young Master of the Fu family, several of your brothers have already gone, but you are not in a hurry?"

The Fu family looks glamorous, but the rooms inside are a mess. Not much is known to outsiders, but Yang Min has a good relationship with Fu Zilan, the third son of the Fu family. Naturally, Just know some things that others don’t know.

"Speaking of which, the Fifth Young Master seems to have just returned from Jiangnan?"

As soon as Yang Min said this, the young man in red also said, "I've heard of Qujiang Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River. Yin of Qujiang Mansion, eh! Among the people from the Fu family, I really haven't seen anyone. I am willing to be the governor of that district."

"Brother Liu, don't talk nonsense." Yang Min put down the cup in his hand and deliberately said to the young master in red: "Our fifth young master of the Fu family is a capable man. I heard that in Qujiang Mansion, he is a Qingtian Grandmaster who is praised by everyone. Sir, the people are very philanthropic."

"No matter how much the people love him, his salary is only so small, for a little official..." Liu Sui interrupted, but he didn't finish the sentence. He left half of the words, but he made it clear.

"Haha..." Miss Song couldn't help laughing.

Liu Sui shook his fan wildly with a smile on his lips.

Yang Min coughed slightly and waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense." But he couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes.

Some of the other young masters and ladies nearby laughed along with them, and some were silent. However, the person involved, the fifth young master of the Fu family, just said nothing, holding a jade cup in his hand, with a very steady expression, as if these The one who laughs among the people is not himself.

"Boom!"

There was another loud drum sound, and everyone looked up.

The second Miss Song looked surprised: "Someone came out on top, who is it?"

"It's really amazing! We can only hunt half a stick of incense. Before we enter the field, someone has already hunted the prey. I wonder what it will be? Zi Yao said that if he doesn't hunt, it will be fine. If he hunts, it will definitely be a tiger and leopard."

Fu Ziyao, the fourth son of the Fu family, the eldest son of the third wife, and Fu Zilan's half-brother.

"I'm coming!"

Someone shouted.

Everyone immediately looked towards the forest road, and sure enough, they saw several tall horses kicking back.

"It's the third young master." Someone said.

The third son of the Fu family, Fu Ziyong, the second legitimate son of the eldest family.

"Hey, I didn't see the prey. Could it be that the prey is too big and is still behind?"

Everyone was chattering, and some of the diligent ones had already stood up and went to greet him personally.

Fu Ziyong was fierce by nature and did not stick to trivial matters. He dismounted from his horse, ignored the crowd's enthusiasm, walked directly to the big drum, held a heavy mallet, and beat the drum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three times in a row, the momentum was overwhelming.

There are rules in the hunting ground. Anyone who comes out on top after the hunting starts must personally sound the drum three times to mark the opening, and his or her name will be placed at the top of the hunting list.

"Master Fu, what are you hunting for?" A petite young lady asked with a smile while holding an embroidered handkerchief.

Fu Ziyong threw the drumstick away, raised his hand, and said to the back: "Bring it up!"

Then, two tall warriors were seen dragging out a lifeless, disheveled man with shackles on his hands and feet.

When everyone looked at the man's body, they were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful, this man is so interesting today, it's so fun!"