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Chapter 43 Alone!

 A cold wind came overnight, followed by heavy snow.

It seemed like just one night, the inside and outside of the Black Mountain had turned white, everything was silent, and the world was desolate.

The sun sets over the west mountain, and there is not even a chirping of insects or birds under the night, making it look increasingly cold.

Woohoo~

The wind was dark and high, and the grass and trees trembled.

Yang Yu's body was rising and falling, and the civet cat seemed to be walking through the bushes. At a certain moment, he bent down.

Not far away, there were flickering lights.

Faintly, you can see a very poorly built mountain village, with bandits patrolling both inside and outside.

"It's heavily guarded..."

Yang Yu was not in a hurry.

Hidden behind a big tree, he took out the iron beads and swallowed them with snow dumplings to restore his physical strength.

The difficulties in suppressing bandits have always been that, first, the officials did not do their best and the soldiers did not try their best; second, the mountain roads were rugged and there were more traps, making it difficult to move forward.

However, Wang Wu seems to have an extremely detailed map, so the latter is naturally not a problem.

As for the former, Wang Wushen took the lead and was the first to strike every time and the last to stop. In addition, he was rewarded for pulling out six doors, so there was no problem.

Six doors are much more generous than Liu Wenpeng's.

An ordinary bandit's head is worth three taels of silver, and if it is exchanged for blood, it is as high as fifty taels.

In Montenegro, there are not many things, but there are many bandits!

In half a month, Yang Yu cut off at least dozens of heads, which were converted into silver, which amounted to more than two hundred taels, not counting the money from these bandits.

However, Yang Yu is the only one, and it would be good if one third of the other blood-changing warriors could be as strong as him.

His blood transfusion progress is not high compared to others, but in this wintery mountain, he is the most durable.

none of them!

"It is said that the Liansheng Sect's stronghold has been revealed. I have to seize the opportunity. It is best to take out this stronghold, otherwise, there will be no chance..."

Feeling the warm air current inside his body, Yang Yu thought about it.

One fight, three years of work!

In the end, martial arts requires fighting with real swords and guns to find mistakes and improve.

For Yang Yu, this is as important as money.

After half a month of fighting, not only did he make great progress in his internal and external martial arts, he even made progress in blood exchange.

He guessed that the medicinal liquid he had soaked before had accumulated in his body and was not fully digested.

"There's no rush, there's no rush..."

Although he had thoughts about this copycat, Yang Yu did not act rashly. Instead, he swallowed the iron beads to restore his physical strength.

Waiting for the opportunity.

This wait lasted for more than an hour.

When the night passed, when it was darkest and people were most prone to sleepiness, he shook off the snow on his body and strode towards the main entrance of the cottage.

He had been staring at this village for a long time, and he was already familiar with the layout outside.

He even knew exactly how many people there were in the village.

Of course, this information was not easy to come by. He had killed at least a dozen bandits in the village before he could get a generally clear information.



Snapped!

A scrawled copycat lobby was built, and roars of smashing and smashing could be heard:

"Ah! Bullying goes too far! Rats bully people too much!"

The few minions in front of the door were so angry that they dared not speak out.

This is not the first time that the village leader has become angry.

In the past half month or so, almost all the bottles and cans in the Juyi Hall have been smashed.

In the spacious lobby, a bonfire is burning and the smell of barbecue is permeable.

Many bandits stopped chewing meat and looked up carefully.

Two men and one woman were sitting on three big chairs covered in tiger skin. At this moment, on the chair in the middle, a tall man with a beard on his face glared angrily.

The kneeling man was trembling with fear and his face was pale.

"It's so angry that it hurts your health, brother, you'd better calm down."

Under the thin red gauze, the woman's delicate body is like a snake, half leaning against the big man, soothing his anger.

"I'm so deceived by lard that I believe in Heishan! The prison robbery originally resulted in heavy casualties, but you still dare to issue wanted notices and offer rewards for people in the Yamen!"

Han Zhen slapped the handrail, still angry.

"Since ancient times, bandits have not fought with officials. If you ask me, they should not have accepted the Black Mountain post before! They can't protect themselves, so why bother to take a trip into this muddy water?"

On the left hand, a slightly feminine man said sharply:

"In my opinion, it would be more beneficial to us if we let this group of agents strangle Montenegro!"

"Dick!"

Han Zheng's expression darkened, and the feminine man immediately stopped speaking.

"Get off!"

Han Zhen shook off the woman who was half lying on top of him, panting like an ox:

"I can't bear this tone!"

"The boss is wise."

The feminine man was about to say something when he suddenly heard a commotion outside. Before he could be summoned, a minion ran into the lobby in a panic.

"Enemy, there is an enemy!"

The guy's face was full of panic.

"What?!"

All the bandits in the hall stood up and looked up to the hall in anger.

Sure enough, with a 'pop' sound, the wine bowl was smashed to pieces. Han Zhen laughed angrily, and his straw-like beard twitched:

"It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others!"

Han Zhi was furious!

After receiving the message from the Black Mountain Bandits and sending people to join the siege and kill of the group of agents, not only were all the people he sent annihilated, but people died one after another in half a month.

He had given up trying to find his place, but this group of detectives had already arrived?!

"etc!"

The feminine man stopped Han Jie and asked sternly: "How many people are here? The leader is that Wang Wu?!"

"Wang Wu..."

Hearing this name, Han Zhen felt a basin of cold water wash over his head and feet, cooling him from head to toe.

Half a month ago, he saw Wang Wu showing off his power from a distance.

More than 150 capable men were dispatched to ambush the thirteen villages, but unexpectedly, almost all of them were killed.

The most vicious among them is Wang Wu.

This head catcher from another county had energy and blood like an ox. Wherever he passed, there were only dead people without any injuries. Even a few leaders who had changed their blood were easily beaten to death.

What if this person comes to your door?

"No, it shouldn't be!"

The woman in red gauze also lost her beauty.

She once saw Wang Wu showing off his power and slapping the head of a blood-changing warrior to his crotch. That was no longer something they could deal with.

"Ah, no, it's..."

The guy was so frightened that he trembled when he was stared at, and he hurriedly replied:

"It's not Wang Wu. Judging from his figure, it seems to be the little thief who killed our brother before!"

"That little thief?!"

With his timidity gone, Han Zhi became angry again and was about to take a step forward when he was stopped by the feminine man again.

He couldn't help but turn around and glared at "Second Brother!"

"How many people came?"

The feminine man asked again.

The guy swallowed, a little unsure: "It seems, there seems to be only one."

"one person?!"

Han Zhen exhaled hot air from his nostrils, waved his hand and pushed the feminine man away. He became angry and strode out.

The bandits in the lobby were either surprised or suspicious, but they still followed him out.

"Really, there is only one person?"

After reaching the gate of the village, the feminine man scanned the surroundings carefully and looked at the childish figure in front of the mountain gate in disbelief, a little confused:

"Is he looking for death?"


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