Of course Zhang Kun didn't escape.

He just looked impatiently at the arguments among the people in the escort agency.

Things have already happened, and I don’t think about fighting back... Instead, I am worried about this and that, and want to find a perfect solution. How is that possible?

Bandits don't worry too much, they just kill if they want and fight if they can.

Therefore, if you live in good times for too long, you will lose your blood and even your courage.

There are actually some people who want to hand themselves over in exchange for the bandits' forgiveness. He really has nothing to say.

It can also be seen from the fear of the enemy and the cowardice of everyone in the past. In recent years, the troops of all parties in the imperial court have suffered heavy losses in battles with other countries... and how frightened they were when faced with foreign guns and artillery.

'The naval battle failed, and the land battle was defeated thousands of miles away. They were all beaten as far as Zhili and the entrance to the capital... Some time ago, there was news that even the Jiaozhou Peninsula was lost. The imperial court could only admit the reality and hand over the land.

Lose money. Both humans and ghosts can take a bite of this huge country, and what they do is rely on foreign guns and cannons...'

'Thinking about it this way, it is not difficult to understand that they are afraid of foreign guns and cannons. This is the tragedy of warriors. After decades of hard training, they can't resist the slightest move of the opponent's finger. It is really frustrating.'

The bodyguards may not be too afraid of competing in martial arts.

However, I heard that the other party may have a lot of foreign guns,

The expressions of those people changed on the spot.

Zhang Kun could see clearly.

At the same time, he also saw a large number of people secretly looking at him...

'Do you want me to take the initiative to top the tank? Sacrifice me, everyone will be happy, I see you are a big-headed ghost.'

Zhang Kun felt a little disappointed after hearing a few words.

He immediately took Li Xiaowan and left silently.

He was unwilling to embarrass Wang Jingya, nor was he willing to let bloody men like Wang Zhongda face the baptism of foreign guns and crossbows.

Not necessary.

It's really not necessary.

After watching so many movies and TV shows and watching so many fantasy heroes, why don’t you understand that all enemies are paper tigers?

As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

When facing difficulties, the first thing you want to think about is neither escape nor fear. You must face difficulties and be proactive. This is the only way to solve problems.

For nothing else.

Even if it's just a favor to that big girl Wang Xiaoya.

"Draw me into the escort agency and teach martial arts wholeheartedly. You really treat me like a member of your own family. In ancient times, it was considered a favor, and it was indispensable to sacrifice one's life to repay...Although modern people don't pay much attention to this, but

I, Zhang Kun, am not an ungrateful person. If one person does something, one person is responsible for it. Since this matter started because I killed Zhao Bao, then it is up to me to end it. This time, I will take over.'

Zhang Kun's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he silently returned to his residence.

"Cousin, cousin, do you want to glue your beard on?" Li Xiaowan asked timidly.

"No need this time, take out my scholar's robe. Yes, it's the white one, the fake braids, the bookcase..."

Zhang Kun touched Li Xiaowan's head and said with a smile: "Actually, Dr. Yang of Anrentang takes good care of you. I can see that he doesn't just treat you as an apprentice in the medicine hall, but has other reasons...

…If, I mean if, I don’t come back, you can go to Anrentang.”

"Cousin, can't you not go?"

Li Xiaowan's voice was choked, her eyes were red, and she looked at Zhang Kun.

These days, we have always been close to each other, and have long been accustomed to being by my side... We don't have to worry about anything, all the suffering and dangers seem to be far away from us.

Ever since the "storm" hit that day, she has never had such peace of mind again.

Really, I don’t want to give up and I don’t want to lose this kind of life.

I don't want to see that kind of consequences either.

"It's okay. Although the world is big, there are not that many smart people. Believe in my ability. Do you still remember when I taught you how to beg for money? Haha, there are many fools. I, Zhang Kunruo, was deceived by these fools.

, wouldn’t it make 1.4 billion compatriots laugh out loud?”

Li Xiaowan didn't understand what 1.4 billion compatriots were, so he just thought Zhang Kun was talking nonsense to explain himself.

At that moment, he didn't say anything more. He quietly took out a change of clothes and put on fake pigtails for Zhang Kun, pretending to be a scholar going to Beijing to take the exam.

It doesn't look inconsistent at all.

…

"You, one hundred taels, are you, shopkeeper Li? Of course I recognize you. I've met you several times. Just hand over the money. We'll get to know each other better. We still have to follow the rules."

A shirtless man with a sinewy face and a knife in his hand said with a strange smile on his arm.

The middle-aged man with a chubby face and a mandarin jacket bowed his head and held up the silver, with a bitter look on his face: "Master Jiu, why are you so filial? This time, my whole family will have to suffer..."

"Don't complain to me, who doesn't know that your Baoyu Zhai sells stones as treasures and makes a huge profit. The toll only charges one hundred taels, so you are taking advantage of it."

The shirtless man pulled away shopkeeper Li impatiently and let go of the carriage and entourage, which totaled seven or eight people, and then walked towards Zhang Kun: "Scholar? I hate scholars the most... they have a vicious heart and can't do shit, but they can only talk a lot."

He said, "You can make a lot of money. If it weren't for people like you, I wouldn't be unable to stay in my hometown. I'll let you go with ten taels of silver."

"Can it be less?" Zhang Kun felt pain in his face and took out his wallet.

"Stop talking nonsense. Just say a few more words and you won't have to go anywhere. It just so happens that Crouching Tiger Village is short of a few teachers."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it."

After paying the money, Zhang Kun was driven by several bandits like a sheep, and followed the flow of people through the mountain pass.

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw corpses lying everywhere on the ground, covered in blood and stained with blood.

These people had arrow wounds, gunshot wounds, and, of course, more injuries from blades...

'Not only was he ambushed, but he was also wounded afterwards, whether he was dead or not.'

Zhang Kun felt cold in his heart, but his eyelids were slightly drooped and dull.

He is now playing the role of a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam but failed.

News came from my hometown that my mother was seriously ill, so I had to rush back...

His figure was already slender. He wore a long robe and carried a bookcase on his back, and his face was full of elegance and elegance.

Even if he said he was not a scholar, no one would believe him.

Therefore, the bandits who blocked the road to collect money did not even think of searching his body to see if there were any weapons.

Of course, he didn't bring a knife either.

When it comes to acting, Zhang Kun has always believed that whether your acting skills are good or not is not too important. The most important thing is to be dedicated.

The attitude must first be correct.

Not far in front of him, on a tall wooden post, was a tall, bald middle-aged man half hanging.

This man's whole body was paralyzed, with blood stains everywhere on his body, his head lowered, and his eyes dull.

It should be Yuan Guangyao, the head escort, the famous Xingyi Tiger Fist Anjin master of Yuanshun Escort Agency...

It is said that he was born in the Dongshan territory of Beizhili. He killed someone there and was hunted down by the government. He fled to the capital to make a living. He joined Yuanshun because he admired the martial arts and loyalty of Da Dao Wang Wu.

He is very capable and generous, and is highly respected by some escorts.

This time, the escort of Cao Yin from Jiaxing back to Beijing was done secretly, so outsiders did not know about it.

On the surface, it was actually a batch of grain escorted by Yuanfeng Trading Company, and it was not something that bandits would take notice of.

Unexpectedly, not far from the capital, he was ambushed in front of his house. He was beaten half to death with a foreign gun and captured without even using his skills.

Zhang Kun just glanced at it, looked no further, and followed the flow of people.

In my mind, I silently estimated the terrain...

To the left is a steep hillside like a knife blade, making it difficult to stand on.

The hillside on the right is gentle, with silhouettes of people on it, and from deep in the woods, loud chatter and laughter can be heard.

I thought of what I heard from the executioner in the escort agency earlier.

The most intimidating thing about this group of bandits is not Zhao She, the leader of the second village, nor the several big stalls under him. These few are either Mingjin Dacheng or strong players in the joint force realm. With the strength of the escort agency, they can casually

It only takes a few people to block it.

There are more than a hundred or two hundred bandits, they can be regarded as a mob, they can fight with ease, but they can also handle it if they really fight to the death.

The key issue is that on the top of the hillside by the roadside, hidden deep in the woods, are the seven or eight foreign guns that are sparsely hidden...

There are also several powerful crossbows.
Chapter completed!