"The advantages can be retained, but the shortcomings must be strengthened." Jun Wuchen looked out the car window.
"What do you want to do?" Yun Luo raised his head keenly.
Jun Wuchen touched her long hair, narrowed his purple phoenix eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled silently.
Yun Luo could smell a hint of danger from his smile.
It's not that I came here for her, but it was obviously for the two little guys.
"You are not allowed to mess around. They are still young and cannot withstand your random tossing." Yun Luo felt uneasy, always feeling that this man was planning something, so he simply warned him in advance.
Jun Wuchen's eyes flickered, he lowered his eyes and looked at her innocently: "What are you talking about? Am I the kind of person who messes around?"
"Aren't you?" Yun Luo blurted out, with a very surprised expression.
"..."
His Majesty King Jing’s dignity has been lost.
Not to mention the whispers between the two people in the carriage.
At the mountain col, seeing the gangsters massing together, the people who were afraid of being affected stepped back one after another. A few smart people had already taken advantage of them and were quietly preparing to sneak away.
The old man who was stabbed also sat up from the ground tremblingly, holding the little boy in his arms. After escaping from death, the old man did not look surprised. Instead, he looked at the two little guys and sighed repeatedly.
"Grandpa, do you have something to tell us?" Xiaotuanzi was keenly aware of the old man's gaze, turned his head and blinked.
The old man looked at his innocent look, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded him in a low voice: "Young master, you and your brother should leave quickly, before those bandits have recovered their senses, leave quickly!"<
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Xiaotuanzi was stunned and understood instantly.
Jun Buli didn't understand, and frowned slightly, "Xiao Mo saved you, and you still drive him away?"
The old man sighed repeatedly: "I'm not driving you away. Young masters like you don't understand. These people are used to robbing families and homes nearby. I heard that there are powerful big shots behind them. If you don't leave now, wait until they react.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave!”
Among the people who were shrinking their necks and trying to sneak away, there were also a few well-intentioned ones.
One of them whispered: "Yes, young master, please leave quickly!"
"These people couldn't be more greedy. One pill can't feed them enough. You should leave quickly before they come to their senses!"
Some people are kind-hearted in persuading others, while others only care about themselves.
In just a short while, seven or eight people had already sneaked away from behind the crowd.
Xiaotuanzi thought for a while and then asked: "Who is the big shot behind them?"
"Hey, how do we ordinary people know this..."
"It's just hearsay. It seems that they are from a nearby bandit village. The most powerful leader is a fifth-level master!"
"Fifth level..."
Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces turned pale with fear.
Warriors who are above the third level are considered to be mid-level warriors. For ordinary people, the fifth level is like a big shot on the top of the mountain. They can be crushed to death with just a few fingers.
Who can not be afraid?
Even Xiaotuanzi frowned slightly.
But he wasn't afraid, but rather surprised. He didn't expect that these rabble-rousers also had gangs.
I heard my mother say before that this small road is a place where nearby merchants and people often come and go. I guess it is also a good place for these bandits to block the road and rob. I don’t know how many people lost their money and died.
They happened to be passing by this time, so what should we do next time?