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Who is he provoking whom? Why did he let him kick this iron plate?

When I was hiding in the mountains before, I clearly saw that there were a few young white faces without any power.

Moreover, the team of eight or nine people was carrying a carriage. After his "accurate" precise judgment, it was speculated that Prince Mo and his team were clearly fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Unexpectedly, I realized that things were not as I thought.

And heading towards a very bad situation!

"Where are you refugees who escaped?" Qiao Mu asked with his head turned, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

These refugees are too bold!

With such strength, he dared to occupy the mountain and become king and engage in bandits.

"The nearby Caihua Town." A woman was standing firmly in her fixed body, crying with tears in her eyes, looking sad, "Aunt, girl, let us go! We will definitely leave here in the future, change our past mistakes, and never have the idea of ​​robbing again."

"Can't let it go!" After a strange roar.

I saw a team of more than twenty people running out quickly from the back of the mountain road. The leader was a middle-aged man with a tall figure and a very thick beard. At first glance, he looked like a savage coming out of the primitive jungle.

"Young master, girl, are you okay?" The bearded man hugged Mo Lian and looked up and down.

Seeing that they were not unusual, he nodded and said, "Young Master should have no idea. This group of refugees and bandits have been wandering around the outer edge of the Bahuang Mountains, killing and injuring more than a dozen passing merchants!"

"Wang Lu, the leader of the Xiazangfeng Mercenary Group, took over the task of clearing refugees in Nancheng, and I hope all the young men will do it for convenience." The middle-aged bearded man bowed again and said with a sincere look, "These people are indeed extremely guilty, and there are more than one life in their hands."

"No, no, what he said was not true at all! Girl, girl, we are just a group of refugees who had to rush here. We didn't do anything to harm the world!" The woman who was crying screamed, but she couldn't move at all. When she screamed, she saw the muscles on her face trembling slightly, and her expression was a little distorted.

"This mission can be checked in the Mercenary Site. In fact, there is nothing wrong with it." The bearded man said righteously, "If the girl doesn't believe it, when she passes through the Nancheng, she can follow us to the Mercenary Site to take a look."

"This mission was issued by a merchant in Nancheng, a victim. In addition to our Canon Feng Mercenary Group, there are several large and small mercenary groups competing to take on this job." Wang Lu did not hide it and informed Mo Lian and Qiao Mu in detail.

The deputy leader of the mercenary group touched his head speechlessly.

The eldest brother is still so real, and he said it is for the purpose of a task, so it is natural for him to ask his own mercenary group to get some benefits.

After all, this group of refugees was not captured by their mercenary group.

Of course, their mercenary group naturally had this strength and won the refugee team, but they didn't meet them first.

Qiao Mu blinked, and a silver needle popped out with his finger, sealing the woman's howling sound of ghosts and wolves, "Noisy!"
Chapter completed!