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Chapter 225: The Grave Mountain and the Mountain Beyond
It was still dark when Wu Yongchao heard someone knocking on the door. He went out and saw a beautiful girl standing in front of the door.
It was so late at night, and suddenly a girl came to knock on the door. She was so pretty and smiled so sweetly. It was obvious that...
You can tell it was drawn at first glance.
This was carefully drawn by Li Banfeng. It would surely work to fool ordinary people, but Wu Yongchao was a fourth-floor house repairman and was known for his painting skills. It was really not good enough to use this method to fool him.
The girl took two sacks and a letter and handed them to Wu Yongchao. Wu Yongchao read the letter and asked the girl, "Where is the fortress owner? Why did he send you to deliver such an important matter?"
The girl covered her mouth and laughed, but said nothing.
Because Li Banfeng didn't draw a mouth for her.
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The next day, Wu Yongchao quietly left Tiemenbao with two sacks and went to a nearby village.
The man in the straw hat suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked the wheel of the unicycle into pieces.
His cultivation was higher than the others, but worse than the straw hat man. Under the siege of more than a dozen people, Wu Yongchao was slightly injured. He used his eagerness to return to Tiemenbao and ran back to it.
"Little brother, do you really want to do it? It's just a business, why take it so seriously?"
"I'm going to fight you!" Wu Yongchao started fighting with a dozen people.
He was pushing the rice back on a wheelbarrow. When he was still five miles away from the fort, a man in a cloth shirt and a straw hat came over with a smile.
The fortune teller smiled humbly and said, "It's fortune telling and divination."
This is a great location for surveillance and ambush.
This is Li Banfeng's order. He must fight with the opponent, but he must save his own life.
"I won't sell it." Wu Yongchao shook his head, took the money and wanted to return it to the man in the straw hat.
"Three dollars." Wu Yongchao deliberately quoted a high price.
The man in the straw hat whistled, and more than a dozen people rushed out from both sides of the road.
The man in the straw hat didn't wait for Wu Yongchao to speak, he just took out a dagger and tore the sack.
The man in the straw hat smiled and said, "If you take the money, it means you have received it. Once the money is received, the deal is done. If you say you don't want to sell it now, it's too late."
Someone nearby asked, "Master, what should we do with all this rice?"
Wu Yongchao prepared to fight with the man in the straw hat.
Han Jinwei ordered his men to collect the grain and then went to a nearby farmhouse to wait.
"Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"
Just like the Yu family cloth shop back then, nothing can be seen on the surface, but in fact there is a branch hidden nearby.
They rented this farmhouse. Looking from the inside out, the view is wide, and looking from the outside in, it is not at all eye-catching.
The car overturned and the sacks fell to the ground.
The man in the straw hat took off his hat, took the money, and said with a smile: "He didn't want the money even though I gave him it. Now he has no rice and no money. He is at a big loss."
Wu Yongchao's face flushed and he angrily said, "You are bullying me!"
Han Jinwei looked in the direction of Tiemenbao and said to his men, "See? This kid has a high level of cultivation. He has risked his life for two bags of rice.
Life is not easy for Tiemenbao, otherwise they wouldn't have started a war with the bandits. They are running out of food in the fort. If we keep them trapped for another two days, they will surely be quiet."
When he arrived in the village, Wu Yongchao changed into coarse cloth clothes, put on a tattered felt hat, bought a wheelbarrow from the carpenter's house, and went to a farmer's house to buy two sacks of rice.
A fortune teller, wearing sunglasses and holding a blind man's bamboo stick, walked along the path towards Tiemenbao.
No matter where they go, the disciples of Jiang Xiang Gang can always find a suitable place to stay. This is really a serious method.
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"Can you let me see the goods?"
"How much is one pound?"
This is a common tactic used by Jiang Xiang's gang. Although Tiemenbao seems calm, there are actually a lot of people watching nearby.
"Young man, you can't say that. You are a rice seller, I give you money to buy your rice, and you throw my money on the ground. Who is bullying whom?"
"I won't sell it to you!" Zhai Xiu was not good at talking and didn't want to argue with others. Wu Yongchao threw the dollars aside and pushed the cart forward.
"The rice is of good quality and three dollars is not expensive. I'll buy it." The man in the straw hat took out two dollars and put them on the car.
Wu Yongchao lowered his head and said, "I sell rice."
Han Jinwei said to everyone, "Remember, we only want things, not lives. I came here to talk to Tiemenbao, so try not to start a big fight with them."
He grabbed a handful of white rice, twisted it in his hand, and the rice grains turned into powder.
"Where did you go for fortune telling?"
"Really?" There are many people in Jiang Xiang Gang who are fortune tellers. This disciple of Jiang Xiang Gang is called Zhu Youduan. He looked at the fortune teller carefully and found that his various tools were quite professional.
Li Banfeng made it very clear in the letter that there were people monitoring the area, from the gate of Tiemenbao all the way to the village.
"Keep it, don't you need to eat?" The man in the straw hat was Han Jinwei, the leader of the Huangtu Bridge Hall.
A man stepped forward and stopped the fortune teller, asking, "What do you do?"
"I heard that the Iron Gate Fort is in front, and that's a good place to do business."
"It's hard to do now. They can't even eat. You should not go there."
The fortune teller smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder."
This is just a perfunctory response. People come from far away to do business, how could they not go just because of your words?
The fortune teller continued to walk towards Tiemenbao, but Zhu Youduan stepped forward and stopped him: "I told you not to go, why didn't you listen?"
The fortune teller said in panic: "I am just going my own way. How can I bother you? What are you doing..."
Bang!
Zhu Youduan slapped the fortune teller: "Get away from me. If you don't listen to my advice, I'm not just slapping you."
The fortune teller covered his face and walked away.
After walking a few miles, he sat on the side of the road and started crying with a look of grievance on his face.
"What kind of thing is this? I'm just doing business, how did it bother him? Why is he hitting me..."
After crying for a while, he confirmed that the person who followed him had left. The fortune teller touched the blind man's bamboo and used a hook to send a message to He Jiaqing.
"The Prime Minister Jiang's gang has surrounded Tiemenbao. Should we take action before they succeed, or wait until they succeed and then intercept them?"
Jiang Xiang Gang?
He Jiaqing laughed: "This bunch of bastards are here to join in the fun. Who leaked the news?"
"They won't let the vendors in. If they keep surrounding the gate like this, the group of homesteaders in Tiemenbao will have no food to eat."
He Jiaqing looked disdainful: "After so many years, Jiang Xiangbang still uses the same method."
"I wanted to talk to their manager, but they slapped me in the face, and it was pretty hard."
"Old Wan, what is your level of cultivation? What haven't you experienced? Even though Lu Dongjun was such a nasty guy, you managed to get through it, didn't you?
We should not argue with them. You should first observe their situation and don't rush to take action."
"I'll listen to you."
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Han Jinwei, the head of Huangtu Bridge Hall, was sleeping soundly in the farmhouse.
The Jiang Xiang Gang is a medium-sized gang in Pro Province, and its strength is much stronger than that of Feiying Mountain.
Han Jinwei knew that Tiemen Fort was easy to defend but difficult to attack, so he did not attack the gate but only blocked the road.
Every household in Tiemenbao had to buy their house repairs, food and drink from outside merchants, and each household bought their own.
Zhai Xiu didn't want to cause trouble for others. When one family ran out of food, he was too embarrassed to ask other families for food. With this technique of fortifying the city and clearing the countryside, he could make Tiemenbao surrender without a fight in less than a month.
Han Jinwei felt uneasy after sleeping until about six in the evening.
He seemed to hear some noise.
After years of ups and downs in the underworld, Han Jinwei was very cautious. He immediately went outside and found that the six subordinates who were guarding the yard were missing.
Something happened!
The person was gone and there was no body. He found some blood on the ground and a torn sack.
The white rice in the sack was scattered all over the ground, and in the middle of the rice, there was a piece of white paper.
I unfolded the white paper and saw two lines of words on it:
To buy rice, you have to pay.
If you don’t have money, you can exchange your life for it.
Han Jinwei was furious, his nose grew bigger and the tip of his nose turned black, and he sniffed the scent on the letter.
He is a fifth-level physical cultivator. His original form is human, and his transformed form is wolf.
Following the smell, Han Jinwei chased out of the door, sniffing all the way, and finally reached the gate of Tiemenbao.
The steam door closed.
Wu Yongchao stood on the door lintel, looked at Han Jinwei, and said with a smile: "You are here to give money for rice, right? Our fortress owner said that two bags of rice, six lives, the money is almost enough, and he doesn't want the change.
If the rice is not enough, I will sell you some more, and we will still keep the old price."
Han Jinwei gritted his teeth at Wu Yongchao, his eyes glowing green.
He didn't know how Wu Yongchao killed his six subordinates without him noticing.
Not only did he not know, Wu Yongchao himself did not know either. He did not kill the person. He was only responsible for delivering the rice.
He didn't know that in the sack of rice he sent, there was a
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