"No news yet. Maybe Long'er hasn't returned to Liangzhou yet, or maybe he's on his way."
When Zhuang Die talked about her grandson, she was also a little worried.
After such a long time, it is impossible that he didn't escort the goods back.
Given his personality, knowing that his family had come to Taizhou, it was impossible for him not to take leave and come over to see them.
"Forget about the lack of news. The clinic will open tomorrow, so there's no time to hire anyone. You should move to the courtyard in the east of the city tomorrow. Try not to go out alone. The day after tomorrow, I'll have Qinglong hire three martial arts experts to protect you. I'll then feel at ease.
Besides, the Huo family wants to sell soap, which will block a lot of people's money. They also need protection. When the time comes, we can also buy them three people who know Kung Fu to protect them."
Thinking about the clinic opening tomorrow and who knows how long it will be busy, Qinglong probably doesn't have time to buy people.
"Okay, we'll follow your arrangements and stay in the courtyard in the east of the city tomorrow."
Thinking of his family's safety, Sun Fusheng agreed to live in his niece's yard.
My mother is old and can’t stand the hardship or fright.
"Alright, you and Mo Feng need to be alert at night. Don't let anyone take advantage of the opportunity and sneak into the restaurant to do something bad."
Zhuang Die worriedly warned Sun Fusheng.
"Mom, don't worry, I will be careful. You should also be careful when you go back."
Sun Fusheng comforted Zhuang Die and was concerned about his mother's safety.
"Okay, grandma, aunt, uncle, aunt, let's go back."
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, it was getting late and I had to go back.
So, Zhuang Die, Zhou Yuyi, Shui Linglong, Bai Ruojun and Gao Zhijun took one carriage, and Sun Fushou and Qian Xiaocui took another carriage.
The carriage drove out of the city and headed towards Huojia Village. When it passed under a deep mountain, Qinglong suddenly grabbed the horse and stopped.
"Miss, there is an ambush here, please be careful."
"Uh, I see. You should be careful too."
In fact, Gao Zhijun also knew that there was an ambush here, and her breathing was very loud. Her martial arts skills were not very high, otherwise she would not have heard such rapid breathing.
There were quite a few of them, about a dozen or twenty killers, but I didn't know where they came from.
"Thank you for your concern, Miss. I will be careful."
Qinglong finished speaking, then shouted towards the ambush site: "That friend from the underworld, why don't you show up? Are you trying to be a coward?"
"Kid, you often have to pay the price for speaking out of turn."
After saying that, a man in black flew down from the deep mountains. He was about thirty years old, with a wretched look on his face. He looked disgusting, no, scary.
After the wretched man appeared, one, two, three, four... nineteen people walked out from their hiding place.
Gao Zhijun was counting the number of people in black outside the car window.
Judging from their gait, they have no internal energy and are just minions. No, that's wrong. I don't have internal energy either, but I'm much more powerful than these people. So, I can't say that those without internal energy are minions. Isn't that humiliating?
Knowing that these people posed no danger, Gao Zhijun helped her grandmother get off the carriage, and asked her aunt and two cousins to get off. Everyone then stayed in the carriage safely in the open space.
Sun Fushou, who was in another carriage, saw his mother get off the carriage. He got off the carriage and helped his wife get off together. He came to Zhuang Die and wanted to protect the elderly, weak, women and children.
"I wonder what kind of gang you're from, brother? Why are you trying to kill my master here?"
Qinglong performed the martial arts salute to the man before asking him questions.
Be polite first, then use force. This is the highest etiquette in the martial arts world.
"I'm the leader of the Cruel Gang, specializing in murder and robbery."
The leader of the Cruel Gang said arrogantly.
In Taizhou, whenever people heard the name of his gang, they would be scared to death and kneel down to beg for mercy.
The leader of the Cruel Gang looked at the people in front of him arrogantly, waiting for them to make a fool of themselves and crawl over to beg him to let them go.
As a result, he waited for a long time but did not see the scene. Instead, he saw the man who had been talking to him with a look of contempt on his face, and the other two women also had looks of contempt and sneers on their faces. He even felt that they were watching a show.
Is he crazy? Why does that little girl have that expression?
"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it."
It turned out that they were just some second-rate gangs, and they wanted to be arrogant in front of him, the second largest killer camp in Daliang. Who gave them the courage and confidence?
The cruel gang leader who originally wanted to satisfy his vanity now had a face as ugly as a cracked tortoise shell.
"What did you say? I haven't heard of it.
I'm the boss of Taizhou, yet you said you've never heard of it? I'll show you what it means to look down on others."
I can’t stand the fact that they look down on the Cruel Gang.
The people in Taizhou are most afraid of him.
There are more than a hundred people in the gang, and he has seven concubines, who he hugs left and right and enjoys music and dance every night.
If Ning Dongjia had not found him and given him 10,000 taels to kill more than a dozen people and steal their prescription, he would not have brought people here to ambush and kill him.
However, speaking of women, the youngest one looks really good, with fair, tender and smooth skin, which must feel good to touch.
He was determined to marry that girl to be his eighth concubine, and he wanted to be drunken in her arms every night.
Gao Zhijun felt frightened by the look of the wretched man, her stomach churning and she felt like vomiting.
His eyes were so terrifying and disgusting that they instantly cast a shadow on her heart. She was even afraid that she might develop misogyny.
No, after I go back, I have to look at Huo Jinqian more, or look at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince more, to refresh my eyes.
It’s better to look at Qinglong more often now, which can make your stomach feel less uncomfortable.
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