Half an hour later.
The bandits lay on the ground, some dead, some wounded, and those who survived were missing limbs, all dismembered by the Qiao family's powerful strength.
"Not enough, not enough at all." Qiao Dameng shook his head: "I wouldn't mind having twenty more."
"Yes, Brother Yang, are there any more bandits ahead?" Qiao Lao Er asked.
The two Yang brothers were speechless. This was the first time they had ever encountered such a situation, where the people escorting the goods felt there weren't enough bandits and even wanted to encounter more.
Looking at the men of the Qiao family, it's not that they weren't bleeding at all, but they all had superficial wounds that could be bandaged up; there weren't even any wounds that needed stitches.
"Good, well done! I knew I hadn't misjudged you." Old Yang laughed heartily, feeling very pleased.
"With you guys on this road from now on, basically no one will dare to block it."
Boss Yang continued, "But that's not necessarily true. Sometimes bandits from different mountains will team up. You have quick reflexes and great strength, which are your advantages. However, you've only just learned the fighting techniques, so you're still a bit clumsy in applying them. You need to practice more when you get back. I'll give you a booklet for practicing martial arts, and you can practice according to it."
"But Brother Yang, we can't read," said Old Qiao, distressed. "You should teach us."
"The pages are mainly illustrations, arranged one after another. There are text descriptions, but you don't need to read them, so you don't need to worry about not understanding them."
"Okay, then we will definitely study hard and try to get familiar with it as soon as possible."
The men of the Qiao family knew that although they said they would send twenty more people, if that many actually came, they probably wouldn't be able to handle them. Their clumsy moves were always a weakness, because it was an important skill that could sometimes be used to counter a powerful opponent.
"Alright, kill them all, then we'll set off to avenge my brothers," said Boss Yang.
The men of the Qiao family looked at each other, their eyes bloodshot and their heads hot during the fight. Even if they had actually killed someone, they didn't feel anything was wrong.
But now these people are lying on the ground groaning, completely vulnerable, and they really can't bring themselves to do it.
Seeing their compassion, the bandits all begged for mercy.
They always have excuses: they haven't lived enough yet, they have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise.
This made the men of the Qiao family even more reluctant to do it.
Boss Yang snorted: "Have you ever thought about what would happen if we lost?"
“They will kill us all without mercy, one by one, and steal all the goods we were holding.”
"Trying to build relationships with these people is like throwing meat to jackals; once they've eaten their fill, they'll turn around and bite you."
“If you keep one more person alive now, there will be one more danger when you pass through this road in the future. If something happens to you, what will happen to your families?”
Hearing what Yang said, the men of the Qiao family hardened their hearts.
They dealt a swift and decisive blow to these bandits.
Then, they threw them all off the cliff.
These towering mountains are home to wild beasts with keen senses of smell, capable of detecting the scent of blood from afar. During the day, travelers dare not show themselves, but at night these beasts emerge and devour the bandits, effectively helping to destroy the evidence.
They covered the bloodstains on the ground with yellow soil, and the team set off again.
Today is the most crucial day; everyone knows the men are starting their escort mission.
Grandma Qiao lit three more incense sticks in front of the shrine and offered food.
"May the ancestors of the Qiao family bless the children to return safely. The women and children are all waiting for them."
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