"Get out of the way? Why should we get out of the way?"
The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion perked up after hearing this, and immediately picked up their weapons to block those people.
"Tsk, here comes another person who can't understand people."
The man holding the broom has a strong build and a dark complexion. He looks like a black iron tower.
And the iron broom in his hand looked extremely lethal.
Lin Mengya remembered hearing Qinghu say before that there were people in the world who liked to develop some special weapons.
For example, this iron broom.
Don't look at it inconspicuously, but if you really use your hands, the opponent may be able to directly scrape off the opponent's flesh and blood in one go! .??.??
Her mind moved slightly, and she was really worried.
In any case, if this person is Qinghu's subordinate, he is not an enemy.
At the same time, she didn't want the people from the Shenji Camp to suffer casualties here.
After all, the real crisis is yet to come.
To put it bluntly, Shenji Camp will "guard the gate" for them in the future, but this gate is a bit big.
But precisely because they are the first line of defense, the stronger they are, the better.
Futile internal fighting will only consume their limited vitality.
Just as Lin Mengya was thinking about how to stop the fight between the two sides without revealing her identity, she saw the man carrying the iron broom glaring coldly at the people standing in front of them.
Then, he took a detour.
gone?!
Not only did Lin Mengya fail to react, but everyone else in the Shenji camp was also stunned.
They are ready for a life and death battle with each other.
However, the other party obviously had no intention of attacking them.
So are they going to fight or not?
Du Canjun squinted his eyes and made a gesture of waiting to see what would happen.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes were just staring at those few people, but those people's psychological quality was so good that they didn't even change their pace.
I saw them walking to an open area, several people put down their things, and then the one holding the broom arranged the work.
"You two go and gather all the fallen leaves around here. You two go and see if the seats on both sides of the road are dirty. The rest of you can prune the surrounding trees and weeds."
"Master Guan said that as long as we do our job well, we will one day become successful!"
The others responded one after another as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
But the muscles all over the bodies of Du Canjun and the generals were tense, they must have been speaking in code!
Perhaps, the "fallen leaves" represent the spies lurking in the woods.
The "seats" are the people they arrange to leave behind along the way.
As for "trees" and "weeds", No need to mention it, it must be referring to them!
I didn't expect these people to be so arrogant. They wanted to kill all the hundreds of people in one fell swoop. It was simply unbelievable.
"Well, wait!"
Du Canjun urgently stopped the generals who were about to launch an attack.
Because he saw that those people actually started cleaning up in an orderly manner according to the previous arrangements.
Under this strange situation, all the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion just stared at it for about half an hour.
It’s so evil! It’s simply too evil!
Du Canjun felt that no matter what he did, he could be regarded as someone who had seen big scenes.
But! He would never dream of such a scene!
This group of gangsters, no, they don't look like gangsters at all. How can any gangster like cleaning so much?
In short, these guys were like crazy, cleaning everywhere tirelessly. They seemed to have endless energy in their bodies. They kept moving their hands and felt like the wind was blowing under their feet. It only took half an hour to clean the place.
Clean and tidy.
With a "pop" sound, Bai Jing patted his forehead.
Well, it hurts!
Since it hurts, it means it's not a dream.
But since it was not a dream, could it be that those people were crazy?
Otherwise, is he crazy?
In short, after the other party finished cleaning, they took their own tools and turned around and walked back.
When passing by the people in Shenji Camp, they didn't look sideways, as if they didn't see them.
"Wait!"
Bai Jing couldn't hold it back and called the person to stop.
Those people were all uniform, with fierce and sturdy faces, and they all turned around to stare at him.
Bai Jingjiu suddenly felt quite stressed.
He tried hard to suppress his inner uneasiness, and instead showed an expression that could barely be considered kind.
"Are you all from the Thirteen Passes?" He almost spit out the word gangster.
In fact, the first prisoners in the Thirteenth Level were all criminals.
But I don't know if the people here have no hope in life, or they were imprisoned because they have their own problems. In short, after so many years, the customs are full of ruthless bandits with extremely lethal power.
They are also used to such calls. Unexpectedly, they actually arrived here today, but they were repeatedly attacked.
If they didn't say it, who would have imagined that this place is actually the so-called "Hell Valley".
Doesn’t it mean that even a mosquito here will get slapped twice?
Why is everything different today?
"Yes, we are the people here, why are you having trouble with us?"
The iron broom man replied with some dissatisfaction.
His tone may seem very rude, but those who know him well know that he does not mean any harm.
I'm just used to talking like this, after all, everyone here talks like this.
Bai Jing choked and immediately became a little defensive.
A gangster is a gangster, he really can't take it lightly!
"It's nothing serious. We are just here to save people. I wonder if this brother has ever seen a handsome young man with a face as white as jade?"
"Have you met him? What, you want to see him too?"
The more Iron Broom spoke, the harder his tone became.
Bai Jing is also secretly encouraging himself.
He put his hands behind his back and quietly made a gesture to the person behind him.
Whenever he sees something going wrong, he will immediately have people attack him, trying to defeat the enemy with one move.
"Yes, if it is convenient, I would like my brother to pass the message for me. We have been looking for him for a long time, and we are here to take him back as entrusted by his family."
His tone was very kind, but his gestures were already ready for action.
He had long known that the reason why these people arrested the general's successor must be to gain some benefits.
The Shenji Battalion must not sit idly by and allow them to threaten us.
Therefore, we can only strike first to be stronger, or they will attack in the worst case!
"I can't make the decision on this. I'll go back and ask you."
The iron broom man told the truth.
In his opinion, the person who fits this description is none other than Mr. Wenzhou, the deputy they are paying attention to!
It's just that this person's status is far above him, and even if he promised Mr. Wen, he might not be able to give him this face, so he had to go back and ask.
Bai Jing was stunned, no, why don't you act according to common sense?
No, they can't be so easy to talk to, so there must be some fraud involved!
"Then I'll bother you, brother, but I can't let you run errands in vain. Let's do this. I still have some money here, and I hope my brother will accept it."
Who knew that before the money was handed over, the other party would become anxious.
"What's the matter with you? Why don't I just ask you a question? It's really annoying to be so nagging. Okay, I'm leaving now."
Bai Jing's hand holding the money bag stopped awkwardly in mid-air.
Iron Broom waved his hand in disgust and led his people into the stone door in front of him.
As the stone gate was heavily closed inside, everyone in the Shenji camp also shut themselves up. .
They looked at each other and couldn't help but think in their hearts.
They followed the map and went right, right?
Or is this a collective fantasy?
So, everyone pinched various parts of their bodies uniformly.
Then, there was a series of painful gasps and gasps.
Yes, it hurt, so they weren't dreaming at all.
Du Canjun felt a little tight in his chest.
After so many years, it was rare that he could be so speechless.
So? What is going on here?
Fortunately, Du Canjun was smart. He quickly recalled that when those people were talking, they talked about a key piece of information - Guanzhu.
He had only heard that there was indeed a ruthless bandit leader here, but the person who could claim to be the master of Guan was obviously more capable than these people.
For a time, Du Shenjun was in a dilemma.
It was his duty to "enter". If they did not successfully bring the person back this time, what awaited them would be persecution from the top brass of the Shaoxuan Army and punishment for blatantly making up crimes.
Lin Zi was right, at least on the surface he couldn't ignore everything for the time being.
But the strange environment here and the lack of people's attitude made him want to retreat temporarily.
Finally, Du Canjun gave the order to withdraw.
But many people were secretly released, asking them to try their best to understand the situation inside.
Lin Mengya's anxious heart was relieved.
Fortunately, okay, there was no fight.
Sure enough, sincerity is always a must-win.
She could tell that those people before were really here to clean up, and they had no ill intentions towards them.
This also made Du Canjun, a veteran, hesitate to move forward.
There was nothing they could do, it was probably their first time encountering this kind of situation, and they had no idea whether it was true or not.
Outside the Thirteenth Pass, Du Canjun and Bai Jing stared at the big black door that had been completely occupied by them, and fell into deep thought for a long time.
"Tell me, could it be that we really made a mistake?"
Du Canjun was so worried that he almost lost his hair.
It shouldn’t be!
It’s not like there have never been powerful bandit leaders before.
But what’s the result?
In the end, it was not for the sake of fighting for power, but he was besieged and died tragically.
After all, when so many ruthless and cruel people meet together, it would be strange if they don't fight to the death.
But what is going on with this harmonious atmosphere today?
The thirteen levels, are they really the same thirteen levels?
