"Third Master!"
The bandit ran over and searched around. When he saw Wu Yue, he hurriedly said, "You are here. The first and second in command are looking for you everywhere. Please go over and take a look!"
"Yeah." Wu Yue responded with a gloomy face, turned around and glared at the man who was still tied to the pillar, then abruptly withdrew his hand and snorted, "You're lucky this time, we'll settle our accounts later."
After saying that, she gripped her scimitar tightly, followed the bandit who came to call her, and walked quickly towards the back mountain.
Behind her, the man tied to a pillar looked at the fire on the mountain with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The government officials acted earlier than he expected, and it was not known whether they saw the words he wrote on the paper money.
"Enemy attack!"
"Quick, untie these hostages from the pillars. The boss wants us to take all the hostages over!"
There was chaos in the mountain stronghold. The dozen or so bandits guarding the hostages sprang into action, scrambling to untie the ropes tied to the pillars.
The hostages tied to the pillars had not moved for most of the day. They were starving, cold and exhausted. Some of them had already lowered their heads and dozed off.
They were suddenly pulled by the bandits, and the rough hemp rope scratched their frozen bodies. The pain woke them up instantly and they couldn't help but scream out.
"Where are you taking me?"
The voices of "enemy attack" and "fire fighting" entered their ears one after another. After a moment of panic, one of the hostages reacted and said, "The government has sent troops?"
The young master of the Bai family, who was still shouting "Pain" and "Let me go" just now, suddenly brightened up his eyes, "It must be my uncle who sent someone to rescue me!"
Then he scolded the bandit who was pulling the hemp rope on him, "Be smart and let me go. Protect me well, and I will ask my uncle for mercy and spare your life!"
Among the dozen or so hostages, there were more than one who came from aristocratic families like Young Master Bai. They immediately followed suit and used threats and inducements to incite the bandits around them to rebel.
Quite a few people were persuaded, and their subordinates began to hesitate, as if they were struggling over whether to take these hostages to the boss.
Just then, one of the thieves shouted, "Don't listen to them!"
"These nobles are the best at deceiving people. How can we, the lowly people, be in their eyes? After they ensure our safety, I'm afraid we will be the first ones they want to kill!"
"Haven't we seen enough along the way?"
The bandits who had been tempted to do so calmed down after hearing this and no longer paid attention to the hostages tied up with ropes. Young Master Bai and the others wanted to speak again but were stopped by a stern voice: "Shut up!"
"Say one more word and I'll slit your throat!"
Young Master Bai was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth tightly, not daring to say a single word.
At the edge of the crowd, the hostage tied to the northernmost pillar did not say a word and did not struggle at all.
The bandit who was guarding him easily untied the rope from the pillar and held it in his hand. Seeing his calm face, he couldn't help but look up to him.
He is worthy of being the pretty boy chosen by the third in command.
In addition to his impressive appearance, he is also extremely good at pretending.
Didn’t you see the young master of the Bai family next to him? He was almost scared to death, but he still looked calm. It couldn’t be that his family background was more powerful than that of the young master Bai?
Just as I was thinking this, I saw the pretty boy next to me who I was holding suddenly stopped.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave!" The bandit cursed and pulled the rope, "You are delaying the big boss's business. Watch out for your skin. Even if you have the third boss to protect you, you can't do anything!"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the pretty boy with a slight smile on his face, his eyes passed over him and fell behind him.
The thief's heart subconsciously skipped a beat, but before he could turn around, he felt a chill on his back, and then a palm wind hit the back of his neck. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
There was more than one person appearing behind these bandits at the same time.
More than a dozen figures in tight clothes came down and quickly controlled the bandits who were guarding the hostages.
No matter how strong the bandits were, they could not last more than five moves at their hands. Some of them didn't even have time to resist, just like the one just now, who was knocked unconscious by a palm strike.
Looking at these people's extremely agile skills, the man who had just felt relieved couldn't help but show a hint of worry in his eyes again.
This skill doesn't look like someone sent by the government...
Who on earth got the secret letter that he forged into paper money?
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"Master, the Black Dragon Village's first and second leaders have been captured, and the third leader has fled from the back mountain with a few people. Ying Liu is leading people to chase them."
"Shadow Three", who originally served as a shadow seat beside Qi Xu and now officially became the commander of the guards of Prince You's Palace, fell from the branch and came to Qi Xu and reported in a low voice.
"The hostages?"
"There were a total of fourteen hostages, all of whom have been rescued, and almost no one was injured." The reason I say almost no one was because when they were rescuing the hostages just now, Young Master Bai and another wealthy businessman named Luo, seeing that they did not look like government officials, tried to escape in the chaos. As a result, one of them accidentally had his neck scratched by the rope, and the other was hit by a fallen pillar in the chaos, breaking his leg and remaining unconscious ever since.
The remaining people didn't trust them at first, but after seeing the miserable plight of Young Master Bai and the wealthy businessman surnamed Luo, they all became alert in an instant.
No matter what, it won't be worse than being captured and held hostage by the people from Black Dragon Village, right?
"Master, this is the list of hostages." Ying San handed over the list in his hand.
The hostages' names and identities were clearly written on it.
Qi Xu looked around and found that most of them were scions of noble families, minor officials in government offices, or wealthy businessmen from the three states under his fiefdom.
There is only one exception, the last line, where the word "无" is written alone.
Seeing the inquiry in Qi Xu's eyes, Ying San explained, "This man was picked up by the third leader of Black Dragon Village after the flood. He had lost his memory when he was picked up. He was called Wu Tong Wu. Because the third leader's real name was Wu, he asked his subordinates to call him Master Wu."
"I heard from the bandits guarding the hostages that this man has indeed lost his memory for a long time. He can't remember his name or where his home is. But he should not be from a wealthy family because he can't read at all. The third boss gave him pen, ink and paper, but he could only fold paper ingots. People in the village said, this is not something a young master would do."
"Oh?" After hearing the last part, a hint of interest appeared in Qi Xu's eyes.
This Mr. Wu might not have amnesia as simple as he appears to have!
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