The shouting in the valley continued.

"Three in front, four in back, five on the left, and eight on the right." Zhu Zan shouted.

This was the formation he had everyone deploy every time he felt uneasy along the way, and after doing it so many times he had become very familiar with it.

Although there was a slight panic, everyone moved subconsciously when they heard his voice, and soon the team became serious and the atmosphere stabilized.

While the team was forming up here, Fang Chengyu was also looking at the people appearing in the valley.

"They are here at last," he said.

Although the young man tried his best to remain calm, his voice still trembled.

Miss Jun held his hand.

"Don't be afraid, what is coming will come," she said.

Fang Chengyu held her hand tightly with his fingers and nodded.

"I'm not afraid," he said. "We've been waiting for this moment."

I've been waiting for this moment.

This is the bait.

Lei Zhonglian thought about it, feeling indescribable.

The only young master of the Fang family, the only bloodline of the Fang family, who was cured with great difficulty, was not only not strictly protected, but was pushed out as bait to reveal the enemy in the dark.

But what can we do? We have to uproot the weeds.

Someone wants to eradicate the Fang family's roots. If the Fang family wants to keep its roots, it must also eradicate the other party's roots.

Eradicating weeds is never easy.

This is also the Fang family's desperate move to survive.

Life is so difficult and tragic.

"Uncle Lei, do you feel these people are familiar?" Miss Jun's voice came from behind.

Lei Zhonglian looked around.

"Familiar," he said, his voice stiff and hoarse.

The last time this happened was fifteen years ago, and people are certainly not the same people they were fifteen years ago.

"That's the kind of people I'm going to see again," he said.

At this point he became excited and angry, and reached out to grab the wooden stick beside him.

He always carried this stick with him, like a branch that had been cut down many years ago, becoming dry and ugly.

There are two such wooden sticks in Lei Zhonglian.

But this wooden stick was different from the sticks the guards were holding at that moment. Its head was a little bald, as if something had been chopped off.

What does it matter if he can see these people again or encounter this scene again? He is no longer the same person he used to be.

A useless person can only let himself die here with blood boiling.

This is better than dying of old age in a carport.

I died with my brothers. I lived up to the name of Lei Biaotou. I lived up to the escort mission I took fifteen years ago.

"Uncle Lei, you were not prepared that time and were caught off guard. Do you want to try again this time?" Miss Jun's voice said again from behind.

Lei Zhonglian was stunned.

What does it mean?

He turned his head and looked at Miss Jun.

"Uncle Lei's kung fu is amazing, right?" Miss Jun said, "Then I'll need your help to protect Chengyu this time."

His kung fu used to be very powerful. Although he despised Ling Jiu's narcissism and complacency, if his former self talked about kung fu, he would also be very narcissistic.

But that was only once.

Lei Zhonglian lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

"I can temporarily restore the function of your right hand." Miss Jun also said while looking at his hand.

What?

Lei Zhonglian looked up in disbelief.

Recovery?

How is that possible?

After he was injured, he saw many doctors...

Fang Chengyu had also seen many doctors who said that his disease was incurable. But...

Lei Zhonglian's expression suddenly became excited, and he was so agitated that he couldn't utter a word.

Impossible. Impossible.

"I, Jun Jiuling, can cure any disease with medicine and bring people back to health. I don't lie. You can't destroy my reputation." Miss Jun smiled at him, then stopped smiling and looked serious. "However, it's only temporary, and after that, your right hand will be really disabled. It's not like it's disabled now, which means you can't wield a sword or a gun. You can't grasp anything and you've completely lost the function of your hand."

Lei Zhonglian suddenly smiled, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't say you're useless." He looked over at the valley and saw people standing behind trees on the rocks. They grabbed sticks and pointed them at them. "If I can fight them again, I'll die without regrets."

"Okay, Uncle Lei, please come in and I will give you acupuncture." Miss Jun said.

After she finished speaking, Fang Chengyu reached out and took the needle box from the bookshelf.

Lei Zhonglian lifted his legs onto the car, but paused when he was about to move inside.

"Madam, you asked me to be the coachman this time just to fulfill my wish, right?" he said.

Miss Jun smiled.

"That's not the case. I just think that a person who can resist such a tone for fifteen years must be a very reliable person." She said, "And at that time, I couldn't find anyone in the Fang family that I could trust completely."

Lei Zhonglian wanted to laugh, and his eyes felt hot.

"Do you really believe what I say? Don't you believe that I'm just living off the Fang family?" he said.

Miss Jun smiled again.

"I don't believe you, I just believe that God is fair," she said.

Is God fair?

Lei Zhonglian never believed it before. He always cursed God for being blind. But now, he looked at Miss Jun and nodded.

"Then there's Mrs. Lao." He said, and got into the car without any hesitation.

The curtains were down.

The senior management breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the team prepare to recover.

"Young Madam and Young Master, don't be afraid. Old Lei, hold the carriage steady..." He turned around to comfort the three people on the carriage side, but saw that the curtains had already been lowered and Lei Zhonglian was no longer visible.

This thing actually hid in the car.

What a piece of crap.

However, I have heard that some people may suffer from sequelae after experiencing certain terrifying scenes, and they will be very scared when they see similar scenes again.

What's more, Lei Zhonglian, who injured his hand, is no longer the same Lei Zhonglian as before.

The senior manager looked helpless.

"You, go and watch the cart, and make sure the horses are not frightened and unloaded immediately." Zhu Zan shouted at him, "You are of no use in this situation."

Why bother saying the last sentence? The senior manager was speechless. Everyone knew it was obvious, so isn't it better not to say anything?

"Let me negotiate with these people first." said the senior manager.

There are a lot of bandits and robbers, but not all of them are determined to fight to the death.

He walked out, stood fearlessly outside the strict guard, and bowed to the bandits on both sides.

"Please give me a way, my good men."

Several thieves standing on the rocks laughed when they heard this.

It was obvious that these men were leaders. One of them, a man with thick hair who looked like a bear in the summer, patted his thigh.

"Okay, okay." He laughed, "But don't borrow it. If you borrow it, you have to pay it back. It's very troublesome. You should just buy it."

The senior manager also laughed out loud.

"That's right, man." He said, "It seems that you are all generous people. I like it. This is the most enjoyable way to negotiate business."

The mountain thieves laughed again, and the atmosphere seemed very relaxed.

The leading thief continued to move forward.

"Then sir, please name a price," he said.

"You ask for money, we ask for life. Life is precious. I'll offer thirty thousand taels." The senior manager said cheerfully, "What do you think, good men?"

The amount of thirty thousand taels made the bandits excited and they started laughing louder.

The leading bandit had to stop and stop everyone.

"You are so generous." He looked at the senior manager and said, patting his dark chest, raising his eyebrows and smiling, "But I think..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a buzzing sound, and then he stopped moving. An arrow pierced his throat.

He only had time to chuckle twice, then fell straight down with his eyes wide open and a smile on his face.

This incident happened so quickly that no one on either side could react and the situation became frozen.

"Well done."

The smile on Director Gao's face had not yet faded when he heard a shout from behind. At the same time, a hand grabbed his shoulder and threw him backwards.

"You can go look at the car now."

Well done? How did he do well?

We haven't even finished discussing this yet, why are you taking action?

And there was no warning at all, isn’t this a bit too…

"You are right, uncle. The way of the army is to be shameless." Zhu Zan said, while raising the crossbow in his hand again, "Take the bow and release the arrow."

The guards, who were already familiar with his command arrangements subconsciously, lifted the cloth on the horses' backs, untied the hanging crossbows, and pulled the bowstrings.

Arrows rained down on the bandits from all directions.

The bandits, who had not yet recovered from the shock of losing their leader, fell into even greater panic.

The uncovered thieves fell and rolled like rubble, and shouts rang out again in the valley, but with a little more panic and pain than before.