Si Cheng noticed as soon as he entered the village that the area was very quiet, with not a single person in sight.
He ran quickly to the nearest cabin, pressed his ear to the door and listened for a while. He found that there was no sound inside. He pushed the door open a crack and looked inside. Everything inside was neatly arranged, as if someone had suddenly gone out on business.
I went to several more places, and the situation was the same. Where did all these people go?
But as he got closer to the center of the village, he heard intermittent sounds coming from there.
Some of the sounds resembled animal calls, while others were voices.
He cautiously approached and discovered that a fight had just taken place there, as there were still some bloodstains on the ground.
Looking at the several large wooden buildings in front of him, he guessed that this must be the site of their original warehouse, but he didn't know what had happened inside. He carefully walked around to the entrance and found two men with machetes guarding the door, chatting idly.
"If these people had just obediently agreed, they wouldn't have had to suffer like this," the bald man said disdainfully.
“If it weren’t for the traitor in their village, we wouldn’t have been able to get in so easily. I don’t know what the boss is thinking, keeping that kind of person around all the time.” Another person also looked displeased.
"There must be a time when they still want to use him, otherwise, given the boss's personality, he would have chopped him up long ago."
"They always make us stand guard outside the door. When will we be able to get close to the boss?"
"Yes, the boss was talking about how to expand the team. When new people join, we'll have more opportunities." The bald man didn't want to be brought to guard the door every time.
Sicheng roughly learned what had happened in the village from their conversation.
I just don't know how many people are inside now, and whether the villagers of Yancun are still safe.
He looked around and backed away from the house, trying to see if there were any other exits.
We couldn't find the exit, but we did find a fairly large gap. Looking through the gap, we discovered that this should be the salt well of the salt village.
Many people were sitting or lying around the well, and more than twenty men with knives were guarding the area. One of them, a bald man, was sitting on the only stool.
He was seen swinging the thick gold chain around his neck, saying, "You've thought about it for so long, have you made up your mind yet? If you follow me, you'll never be treated unfairly."
But no one answered. At this moment, a person standing to the side stepped forward and kicked the person in front of him hard, saying, "The boss is talking to you. Hurry up and answer."
"Uncle Village Chief, just agree to Dao Ye's request! In the future, our village will be seen as a big piece of meat by others. Even if it's not Dao Ye, someone else will take it." The young man standing next to Dao Ye also spoke up to persuade him. It seems that this is the traitor that Baldy and the others mentioned earlier.
"Zheng Hao, you're no longer a member of our village, don't call me uncle." The village chief they were talking about glared at them hatefully.
"Uncle, even if you don't think about yourself, you should at least think about the old and young people in our village." Seeing that the village chief was so stubborn, Zheng Hao simply brought up the old and young people in the village, trying to use this as leverage.
“Zheng Hao, do you think this is a TV drama? The ‘Knife Master’ you’re talking about is just a small-time hoodlum. Do you think he can become a peerless hero? He thinks he can use our Yan Village as slaves with just a few knives. If it weren’t for you, this traitor, they wouldn’t even be able to set foot in our village.”
After hearing the village chief's words, the villagers sitting on the ground began to curse Zheng Hao. If it weren't for this despicable man drugging their food, it would have been a pipe dream for these twenty-odd people to think they could enter the village.
Si Cheng, who was hiding outside, had a pretty good idea of what had happened inside. Taking advantage of the fact that the people inside were not paying attention to him, he went back to the village entrance.
"Brother Cheng, how's it going inside?" Liu Jun and Wu Yong both breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Si Cheng return.
Si Cheng briefly explained what had happened inside, wanting to see what their opinions were.
"Acheng, let's help Yancun." As a veteran, Liu Jun couldn't stand these thugs who bullied and dominated the market.
"Brother Cheng, there are only about twenty of them. With so many of us, we can easily take them down." Wu Yong gripped his machete tightly, ready to go in and punish the wicked at any moment.
"Wu Yong, go back and call over twenty men over here. Take a few from each village, but make sure Monkey and Big Bear continue to guard that place. We don't know if any of their accomplices have come over from outside." Si Cheng thought about the weapons in Monkey and his men's hands. With them guarding their side, he would feel more at ease.
"Are twenty-odd people enough? Should we call more of them?" Wu Yong ran a few steps and then turned back to ask.
"That's enough, and we also need to tell Monkey and the others to be on guard."
After Wu Yong left, Si Cheng explained the distribution of people inside to Liu Jun, and the two of them used this time to discuss countermeasures.
As for whether the people inside would be in danger, Si Cheng was confident. Judging from the coercion of Dao Ye and his group, they shouldn't harm the lives of the salt villagers. Judging from their tone, they seemed to be trying to persuade the villagers to make salt for him in the future.
The two discussed that they would each take care of the two guards at the door one by one, and then go in to rescue the villagers inside.
Although Liu Jun only has one arm, he lost it during a mission. Even so, his combat skills are much higher than others.
Wu Yong probably didn't have much trouble along the way, and soon arrived with more than thirty villagers.
"The leaders of several villages insisted on bringing so many people." As soon as Wu Yong arrived, he quickly explained why he had brought so many people.
This was a kind gesture from the villages, so Si Cheng didn't say anything more. "Everyone, rest here for five minutes until you've caught your breath, then we'll go in. Now, let Liu Jun tell you about the precautions."
While Liu Jun was explaining the precautions, Wu Yong slipped a black bag to Si Cheng. He hadn't asked Yun Qi to bring the pistol because he thought it was just for scouting. But when he saw Wu Yong go back to report, Yun Qi asked him to bring the bag.
Wu Yong touched the bag on the way and vaguely guessed what was inside. He had been on tenterhooks the whole way, his palms sweating profusely. You have to understand, ordinary people like him had never even seen such a thing before, let alone encountered it.
"Go wipe your sweat, look at you." Si Cheng looked at Wu Yong, who was covered in sweat, and guessed what was going on. He couldn't help but laugh and scold him.
"Brother Cheng, I'm just nervous. I'll calm down in a bit." Wu Yong knew he was being a little embarrassing, but he couldn't help but look into the bag. You see, he had to control himself so much to keep from opening the bag and checking it.
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