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One of the bandits also felt that this matter was strange and said: "Yes, merchants from the Western Regions came to the Sui Dynasty to do business. They usually transported goods and exchanged them for money, and then bought silk and porcelain back. It is true that they rarely brought cash with them on the way.
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"Cash cash is the best." One of the bandits said with a weird smile: "You have to find a way to get rid of the goods after you robbed them. There is no way to have money." These words immediately received a response from his colleagues. They all laughed in unison.
Full of greed.
The young village leader frowned and said: "The problem is... which merchant will carry cash now? Don't they worry about safety issues?"
The bandits looked at the young village master and thought that this young village master was ruthless in his work and very accurate in picking targets. In the past six months, he had led his brothers to complete several major cases, but... sometimes it was too much.
Be careful. Regarding the businessman's safety, you should ask that stupid businessman and ask the brothers what to do?
The Young Village Master waved his hand and called over to the capable young man named Zheng Xiaosan who was in charge of inquiring about the information. Zheng Xiaosan had a dark complexion but a shrewd look on his face. He said to please: "Young Village Master, don't worry, everyone above is just that.
There are more than a dozen guards, and a shopkeeper. The owner is a handsome young man, who looks quite polite, but doesn't know how to hide it at all. It seems that he is a second-generation ancestor from a rich family who is not good enough and was sent out by the elders to train.
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The young village leader thought that maybe he was really a useless second-generation ancestor, and thought that it would be more comfortable to carry the shiny silver with him for easy use, and it would be more comfortable to smash it. As for the dozen or so guards, he did not care about it.
With his father's permission, he selected more than 20 good soldiers, all of whom were fierce gangsters with several lives on their hands. He believed that if he approached them at night, those guards would only die.
Thinking of this, he had already made a decision, and said viciously: "Okay, let's take action tonight, and then we'll keep our hands and feet clean and don't leave anyone alive."
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There are not many people in Wutou Town, and it is very quiet late at night. The only inn in the town is parked alone with four merchant carriages that came during the day. It is already past midnight, and it is the place where people sleep soundly.
By that time, the lights in the inn had gone out early, and the merchants had already fallen asleep.
Under the flicker of the moonlight, more than twenty black figures silently reached the edge of the town, sneaked into the town, and soon arrived outside the inn. Looking at this action, they were extremely skillful.
The small inn has a wall, and the first floor is a restaurant for cooking, while the second floor is where customers live. Today, the entire inn has been rented out by a group of merchants, and there is no one else except them.
In just a moment, these bandits who attacked at night had climbed over the wall and disappeared into the darkness.
With a cold knife in his mouth, the young village leader silently climbed up to the second floor. Using the cover of the shadow, he went directly to the main room on the second floor. Everyone had discussed it clearly before coming, and he also knew the layout of the inn.
He knew that the box full of silver was in the main room.
In the darkness behind him, there was a faint sound of popping, and then someone fell to the floor with a soft sound. He frowned, thinking that these bastards didn't know how to be more careful in their actions. What if they happened at the same time?
Alarmed all the guards, although they are not afraid, it is always troublesome.
Arriving outside the guest room, he was somewhat surprised not to find any guards. At this time, there were a few more muffled hums in the night. The village leader knew that his men were gradually invading the rooms on the second floor to get a clear view of each other's guards. He calmed down slightly and pointed his fingers.
He hooked the door panel, pushed hard with the tip of the knife, and opened the door softly. In the next moment, he had already touched a box in the darkness.
With the faint afterglow coming from the window in front, the village owner could see the size of the box clearly and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The spies he sent didn't explain clearly. They only said that judging from the size and weight of the box, they estimated it to be thousands of taels.
...But the little village leader touched the box in disbelief and estimated the size... Oh my god, how much money does it cost to fill such a big box!
He suddenly felt a little scared. Being able to carry so many people from Yin and Yang with him, even the second generation ancestor would be very powerful, even the second generation ancestor of a powerful family, such as the Li family of Longxi. Once this matter was exposed, he would face the other party.
Even if his father was quite powerful on the Yongzhou Green Forest Road, he would probably not be able to bear his anger.
Don't kill that second-generation ancestor! This was the first thought that came to the little village leader's mind, but he immediately thought that the done thing was done, so he couldn't help but hesitate, and with so much money, he could do many things.
He carefully took out the tools and spent a long time before opening the box.
A silver light suddenly filled the entire room!
The village leader stared blankly at the box in front of him, his face full of shock and disbelief!
Even though he is a person who lives on the edge of a knife and is used to seeing silver with blood on it, tonight he was still dazzled and fascinated by the neat silver ingots piled in the box. In his usually cold eyes, he began to
It shows greed.
But he immediately became alert. No matter how bright the moonlight was and how beautiful the silver was, it would not be able to emit such an alluring light!
She suddenly looked back and saw a young man with knife-like eyes, holding a white light in one hand and an almost transparent thin knife in the other, looking at her coldly.
Shen Guang, the commander of Ghost Eyes, had already followed Wang Junlin's instructions and gave the little thief enough time to admire the silver, then he slashed it with his sword very slowly.
The leader of the small village was frightened and hurriedly raised his knife.
However, that dull and thin knife was like an unstoppable flood, instantly overwhelming the little village leader's defense and mental defense, making him feel terrified and at the same time looking at his left hand with unbearable pain.
After being chopped off, blood spurted out with severe pain!
The lights in the room inside suddenly turned on. The village owner was dragged into the house with messy hair and a messy mood. All the bandits who followed him on the boat had been easily disarmed and knocked unconscious, and were tied up like brown rice dumplings.
They were neatly thrown on the floor, and several ghost-eyed masters wearing black clothes who were on duty at night stood guard in all directions as if nothing had happened.
The village leader raised his head and looked at the impatient young man sitting on the Grand Master's chair, whose eyes were like the starry sky and the sea. For some reason, he shuddered in his heart.
Who are the people living in this inn? Who is the young man in front of him? He can actually use so many masters to act as guards, and the young man who used the thin sword earlier is clearly stronger than his father.
By this time, if he still doesn't understand that he has hit a brick wall, then he will have spent more than 20 years of his life in vain.
"Guo Jinming?" The young man on the chair glanced at the young village leader who had a broken hand and looked ruthless, and asked with a lack of interest.