The 106 projector's clever uses

  Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought he would let us go. Once Pei Qiantong finds the stolen official silver, he will definitely not let me off, so I must escape before he retrieves the official silver that was robbed by the miners. I have already arranged for Sun Langzhong and Feilong to leave Luoyang City, rent a small boat, and prepare to leave Luoyang together by water."

  When she heard that she was going to leave Luoyang, Zhang's face suddenly became somewhat flustered.

  Zhen Ming knew her concerns, and said: "Any woman would be flustered if she had to leave the place where she has lived for a long time and go to an unfamiliar place. Don't worry, you are now a woman that Zhang cannot do without. You have two choices: one is to leave Luoyang with us, or I will take you away from Luoyang together."

  "Is there something different?"

  "There are two options: either you come with us willingly or I knock you out and carry you away. Either way, you won't be staying in Luoyang; the choice is yours."

  Zhang bit her lip, her eyes like water, staring at Zhen Mingshu without saying a word. Her beautiful eyes showed dissatisfaction and protest towards his overbearing disrespect. Only when she found that there was no hint of joking in Zhen's eyes did she become serious, nervously saying: "I'm not fast."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and said: "As long as you can run, it's fine. If not, I'll carry you on my back. Now, listen carefully to what I'm going to say, and do exactly as I tell you."

  Perhaps recalling the last time she was rescued from Pei Qian's room, Zhang's face flushed with a hint of redness. Zhen Mingshu saw her enchanting and captivating expression, secretly calling out "fatal" as he hastily composed himself, waving his hand in front of her, "What are you daydreaming about? Not every time do we need to resort to using beauty as a tactic. If you're willing to sell your own charm, I'm not pleased with that either. Listen carefully."

  Zhang didn't think that she wouldn't blame him for coming up with some absurd ideas, but instead accused her of daydreaming. Her face turned red as she muttered under her breath: "Scoundrel!"

  Zhen Ming bitterly pretended not to hear, stood up, casually grabbed a chair, and with a few swift moves, dismantled the legs and handed them to Zhang Shi.

  "Take this." He turned around and walked to one side of the door, standing behind it, saying: "Remember, after a while you stand here, I will light the mosquito net on the bed, you shout loudly for help, the guard will definitely open the door and come in, at that time you use force to hit him on the head..."

  Zhang didn't know that her fate was so bitter, making her do such a thing. Normally, she hadn't even killed a chicken before, let alone a person. Upon hearing this, she slightly opened her small mouth, her expression hesitant and a bit dull, extremely cute.

  "Don't worry, just use your strength, you can't kill anyone with it, and if you can just knock them out, that's good enough." Zhen Ming comforted her helplessly.

  "I don't dare," said Zhang nervously.

  "Everything has a first time, once you're born twice you'll be familiar, practice several times and you'll get hooked. Remember, this is the second move I'm teaching you, pair it with your stunning beauty trick on the boss's wife, and you can dominate the martial arts world, invincible wherever you go."

  Zhang was amused by his nonsense and found that from the moment she met him, he had never been serious about anything.

  But his ease did indeed relax her originally tense mood a lot.

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and pulled out the ultra-advanced mobile phone from his pocket, under Zhang's curious gaze, he opened the camera and aimed it at her.

  "First, throw away the things in your hand, go to the bedside, imagine yourself surrounded by a big fire, make a struggling gesture, with a very painful, tense and fearful expression on your face. I'll shout 'A', then you start performing."

  "What is Cupid?" Zhang looked at him with a puzzled face.

  "A winged dwarf makes you do what it wants, and everything has to be explained to it first. It's daylight already."

  ……

  Zhang's acting is mediocre.

  After struggling for almost half an hour, Zhenming finally took a satisfactory video.

  Then open the projector and project the previously photographed image onto a white curtain, and an image of exactly the same size as Zhang's appears.

  Zhang was so frightened that she almost didn't dare to make a sound, staring blankly at her shadow on the curtain, with her mouth agape: "Th-this is what?"

  She turned around and looked at the small black cube in Zhen Ming's hand, which was projecting three beams of colored light, with shock and astonishment flashing in her eyes.

  "After we get out of here, I'll explain everything to you. For now, don't ask anything, don't think about anything, just get ready, I'm going to ignite it. In a moment, you'll see someone coming in, no matter who it is, hit him hard on the head, got it?"

  Zhang nodded slightly.

  ……

  The curtains caught fire and quickly blazed up.

  Zhang hid behind the door and shouted for help. The guards who rushed to the scene looked through the crack in the door and saw Zhen lying motionless under the bed, while Zhang was frantically fanning a large fire beside him.

  Although she didn't understand why the fire suddenly broke out, seeing Zhen Ming lying motionless on the ground, Zhang Shi thought she was just a weak woman with no strength to tie a chicken, and didn't suspect anything else, so she hastily opened the door and rushed in.

  Things didn't go as Zhang had imagined, and after the guards rushed in, he simply stood at the door with his club raised high, his eyes tightly shut, motionless.

  When the guard rushed to Zhen's side, he suddenly discovered that the canopy was just a projection. He turned his head back in shock and found Zhang standing motionless behind the door, momentarily unable to react.

  Zhen Ming suddenly picked up a bone from the ground, grabbed his phone and quickly electrocuted him on the neck. Taking advantage of his collapse to the ground, he kicked his temple and knocked him out.

  He let out a sigh, walked to Zhang's still closed eyes in front of him, just wanting her to put down the wooden stick in her hand. Perhaps hearing the movement, Zhang suddenly steeled herself and swung the wooden stick at his head.

  Life is bitter and short, caught off guard, was smashed right on.

  A dull thud echoed, Zhang opened his eyes to see Zhen Ming lying on the ground, a large lump on his forehead, foaming at the mouth.

  ……

  ……

  Outside Luoyang City, two teams of cavalry faced each other in a forest on a mountain.

  "Liu Wuzhou, as a valiant cavalry commander, how dare you lead troops out of the city on your own? Are you planning to rebel?"

  The speaker was indeed Du Shui's messenger, also the leader of Yanbang, Pei Xiantong. After receiving and verifying the news from Zhen Mingxu, he brought several hundred Yanbang disciples to search for the stolen silver from the Mining Gang that night.

  Blocking their way were Liu Wuzhou, the Eagle General of Mayi, and dozens of sturdy craftsmen from the miners' guild.

  Liu Wuzhou snorted: "As the mountain patrol officer, I have the duty to patrol and prevent theft. Leading troops out of the city is within my duties. But you, Pei Qiantong, are just a small water official, yet you bring hundreds of salt workers, armed and entering the mountains. It seems to me that you're the one planning to rebel!"