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One hundred and forty-nine, the king called me into the city

If neatly stacked up, it would be as tall as half a person, and three thousand taels would be more money than any escort in the Wuhe Escort Bureau could earn in a lifetime of hard work.

"Three thousand taels of silver, excluding a few of the gangsters who don't know how to use martial arts. In our escort, you, me and little brother Wei each have four hundred taels of silver. The rest of the brothers will divide the money according to how powerful they are, and the dead ones will

That amount of money was doubled and sent to his family." Zhang Bashun raked his fingers on the table and said to Gu Shengyang, "Old Gu, don't take any chances, you are also a very old man, and your martial arts level is not very high.

, don’t try so hard to come forward, it won’t be worth it if this old life is handed down here.”

I have been working in the escort agency for most of my life. I have been in danger many times. I almost lost my life twice. The stab wound on my back now hurts every time it is rainy. However, every time I go back after escorting the escort,

After decades of hard work, the income earned was only a few dozen taels of silver. At this age, he could only save 200 taels of silver, which was not even enough to buy a decent house in his hometown of Jinzhou.

Just risking one's life in this way, and being able to get four hundred taels of silver that I couldn't earn in most of my life...it's worth it!

Gu Shengyang gritted his teeth and said again: "If I die..."

Zhang Bashun let out a long sigh, "Lao Gu, we haven't reached this point yet. Don't think about life and death here. We, escorts, are taboo about this."

"Brother Wei." Zhang Bashun turned to Wei Changpan and asked, "You are now also a member of the Wuhe Escort Bureau. This time, you will have to put in a lot of effort to protect this rich man from Washington. What do you think, little brother Wei?"

After a long time, a faint voice came: "Boss Zhang, Brother Gu, Wei, since he is already a member of the Wuhe Escort Bureau, it is his duty to contribute, so there is no need to say more."

A hero who can kill a tiger with his fists and kicks, even if he comes alone, is a formidable enemy for everyone in Wuhe Escort Bureau. Wei Changpan feels helpless. Money is really so important. It can make a good person even with his life.

Don't care?

"In our escort, there are only three three-story warriors who you and I know very well." Zhang Bashun pointed at his nose and said, "There is also an old and weak man here, who can only be regarded as half. We have all seen Brother Wei's skills.

, one and a half three-story warriors are not too many, so together we have number five, who is the key to working together to catch and fight with that Wu Erlang head-on."

"The rest of the dozen or so people, most of whom are in the second-floor realm, teach them not to go up randomly to help. They will die if they meet each other. Just be on guard against the minions in Wo Niushan who pick up the leaks." Zhang Bashun thought of something and turned to Gu Shengyang to tell him.

, "Little Gu's level of martial arts is not high, and he has no experience in fighting with others. Just teach him and a few thieves to stay away and watch. It will also be helpful for his future martial arts advancement."

Zhang Bashun saw everything Gu Sheng did along the way, and he personally wiped his butt several times. Although Zhang Bashun wanted to help this boy who had grown up in the escort agency, he could not do anything.

, in order not to offend my old buddy Gu Shengyang, I kept him on this trip. Otherwise, if another escort had caused such trouble, he would have been sent home with twenty taels of silver for travel expenses.

The father is also speechless. His son is not living up to expectations. What can he do? Look at little brother Wei. At an age of about the same age, his level of martial arts is already on the third level, not to mention his conduct as a human being. He is still so impeccable. What future prospects will he have?

There is no limit, I'm afraid that a Wuhe Escort Agency that is already going downhill won't be able to keep people.

Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, the old tree's son can dig holes, his Gu Shengyang doesn't have much future, his son

It is reasonable for him to look like this.

"By the way, when will the daughter of the master of Washington get married? How much time do we have to prepare?" Gu Shengyang asked again.

"Six days later, it is said to be an auspicious day." Zhang Bashun said solemnly, "We still have some time to prepare and sharpen our weapons."

The escorts who had been drunk all night were awakened by Zhang Bashun, and they arrived in a side room in Washington D.C. in a drunken state. Gu Shengyang saw that his son Xiao Gu's shirt was still open and he couldn't help but yawn. He was extremely angry, but he couldn't help it.

Fortunately, he broke out in front of everyone in the escort agency, so he could only signal with his eyes.

Everyone in the Wuhe Escort Bureau listened to Zhang Bashun's story. The master of Washington wanted all the escorts in the Wuhe Escort Bureau to come down to protect his daughter's wedding. They were overjoyed when they heard that everyone would get at least fifty taels of silver.

, you must know that the eleven most well-heeled escorts in this escort agency are worth one-tenth of the money for the bodyguards' goods, and many of the escorts only get twenty or thirty taels of silver, and those with low qualifications and low abilities are only

I have more than a dozen taels of silver. I can protect the daughter of a wealthy family in a few days and earn less than half a year's worth of hard work on weekdays. Why not?

But when everyone in the escort agency heard that they were going to fight against a martial artist who was on the fifth floor or even higher, the scene where they were scrambling before suddenly fell silent. In Wuhe Escort Agency, there were quite a few old escorts in the escort team where Zhang Bashun was.

The master knew the pros and cons. Seeing these people not moving, the other escorts had some thoughts of retreating just after hearing about the five-story martial artist. His grandma's, there might be another floor higher. This job is really not easy.

easy.

"Headguard." An old escort who was about the same age as Gu Shengyang, and one of the few three-level warriors in this escort, spoke first, "Give me accurate information, otherwise this won't be fixed, five or six

Floor, is it a five-story building or a six-story building? It’s just one word difference, but there’s a huge difference in the middle.”

"The master of the Washington Palace has no accurate information, and we have no way of knowing it." Zhang Bashun spread his hands, "It's just common sense that a six-story martial artist has no ambition to dominate a state, but only occupies a Woniu Mountain.

Then I feel satisfied, and I know how to look at it."

Wu He and other bodyguards in the bodyguard felt that this was reasonable. The old bodyguard also pondered for a moment and then said: "Since the bodyguard leader said so, he is probably a five-story martial artist, but with our small manpower, it is really difficult to deal with him.

Why don't we send a message to Fei Ge, the escort agency's manpower in Suzhou, and bring in another twenty or thirty people to be more sure."

"If there are another twenty or thirty people, we have to divide the three thousand taels of silver we could have divided into another twenty or thirty pieces." Zhang Bashun stretched out five fingers and took back three more. "Then we can only divide the original amount."

40%, and you have to bear the risk of being found out by the chief escort officer."

All the escorts present were silent. The fifty taels of silver were discounted again and turned into twenty taels. People began to have to weigh their own lives and the twenty taels of silver. If it was for these twenty taels,

It's really not worth it to risk one's life for two taels of silver...

"Those who are three-story martial artists who are willing to follow and fight with Wu Erlang can get two hundred taels of silver." Zhang Bashun said again suddenly, "If you are unlucky, everyone present can bear witness.

I'll send you a hundred taels of silver to your house. If I, Zhang, swallow it without conscience, I will die badly."

The elderly bodyguard slapped his thigh: "I've done it. For two hundred taels of silver, you can get four hundred taels even if you die. It's more than the pension money in the escort agency. If you don't take it, you won't get it."

Immediately afterwards, the other two three-story warriors in this escort hesitated for a long time.

Finally, he agreed, and Zhang Bashun breathed a sigh of relief. If any of the three-story warriors in this escort had given up, then the remaining four people who wanted to deal with Wu Erlang would undoubtedly have a much lower chance of winning.

"Boss Zhang, you said that we have four three-story buildings, and we are 100% sure of dealing with a four-story building, but a five-story building can probably only delay and procrastinate." A middle-aged bodyguard among the three-story warriors asked, "So this

So, what should we do?"

"What Brother Sun said is absolutely true, so Mr. Zhang has pulled in a strong supporter for our escort agency." Zhang Bashun pointed at Wei Changpan, "Brother Wei's character and skill, I believe you have all seen it on the road. Needless to say, he himself is also

The actual combat power of the three-story martial artist is only higher than mine. In this way, I will be more confident in dealing with that man Takejiro."

Wu and the people from the Escort Bureau then stationed themselves in the Washington Mansion. Several guards and escorts went to the city gate and the vicinity of the Washington Mansion to keep an eye on them. If they saw anyone acting suspiciously, they would report back. The owner of the Washington Mansion freed up his daughter.

There are two side rooms in the courtyard where the maids live, and several three-story warriors from the service and escort agencies are guarding them day and night."

"Mr. Hua, I'll tell you the ugly things first." Zhang Bashun, who had not been able to sleep well for several days in a row, had two big dark circles under his eyes. He looked for the owner of the Washington mansion who was also very anxious and told him frankly, "We

To be honest, if you don’t have a four-story warrior in charge of your house, it will probably be of no use to you.”

"Guard Zhang's words are serious. It seems that all the escorts in Wu He's escort agency are very skilled. How can they not be able to defeat a thief who dominates the mountain?" Hua An, the owner of the Hua Mansion who is tall and tall but has a female appearance, said again: "Then I'm here.

If you have two more taels of silver, please ask for help from the escort agency..."

"This is not a matter of money or not." Seeing that he still couldn't understand, Zhang Bashun simply opened the skylight and said frankly, "That Wu Erlang is a tiger and leopard, and the people from our Wuhe Escort Bureau are just dogs and sheep...

"

"Master! Master! Something bad is going to happen!" Zhang Bashun turned around and saw the fat steward from Washington D.C. running over like a meat ball rolling on the ground, "Then Woniu Mountain... the mountain...

."

"What are you talking about? Calm down and speak clearly." Zhang Bashun grabbed him by the collar and asked him, "What happened to Woniu Mountain?"

"The king of Woniu Mountain sent a man down." The fat steward said, panting undecidedly. "He took a letter of silver, a piece of silk, and a foot of silk, and said it was to be his eldest brother's betrothal gift."

"What a joke!" the owner of the mansion laughed angrily, "My daughter has long been betrothed to the young master of the Zhou family in the north of the city. What's going on when the king of the mountain asks a young man to deliver the betrothal gift?"

The central door of the Washington Palace was closed, and outside there was a Mountain Man holding silk and silver in his hand. He was wearing ill-fitting new clothes that had just been pulled off a guest passing by Woniu Mountain. This young man had the courage to speak loudly.

He roared loudly.

The king asked me to come down from the mountain and into the city.


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