The brand-new thick oilcloth was tightly tied by a hemp rope as thick as a finger. The four-wheeled carriage was hitched by two short, sturdy mules and horses. The iron and wooden wheels were slightly sunk into the ground, making Mr. Shan shake his head.

There are more than twenty of these four-wheeled carriages, all of which are harnessed by two strong mules and horses, but they still seem a bit inadequate.

The wheels creaked under the pressure, which showed the weight of the things on them.

If we can't go more than a few miles like this, the mules and horses will probably have to go on strike.

Looking at the mountains of supplies still piled up next to him, Mr. Shan's eyes showed a bit of greed. But considering his current strength, he could only resist the urge to "put it away" and honestly followed the skinny attendant to meet this customer.

The gorgeous and luxurious clothes looked a bit messy and wrinkled, and there was a lead-like weight between his brows. He was tall and thin, and his face was tightly wrapped around his bones. His thin lips were pressed tightly, and the corners of his eyes were pressed down, squeezing out a few wrinkles, making him look a bit mean.

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His facial features were wrapped in a heavy look of worry, and there was a hint of anxiety in his depression.

When Mr. Shan and others came over, the squire was listening to a report from a steward: "Removing the heavy objects, there are still twenty-three four-wheeled carriages in the convoy. The main materials have basically been transported, and only grain and some materials that are difficult to transport are left.

"Exit." The butler's hair was combed neatly, just like when he was reporting at this time, he specifically picked out the things that the master paid attention to.

Nodding heavily, the squire unconsciously touched the money bag at his waist with his big hand. When he felt the heavy gold coins in his palm, the sadness on his face eased slightly.

After pondering for a long time, the squire wriggled his lips and ordered with some difficulty: "The remaining supplies will be processed together immediately, and the price cannot be less than two-thirds of the cost." After saying these words as if cutting meat, the squire waved his hand,

He signaled to the housekeeper that he could go down.

When the butler left, he glanced at Master Shan. Seeing that he was a hired guard, he immediately nodded to the skinny attendant and fully affirmed his performance.

There is nothing to say about the details of the meeting. Even now, the stingy squire still kept the hiring price extremely low. Fortunately, everyone did not come for the reward. They immediately got to know each other and were arranged by the squire to stay in a car.

In the guard carriage following the squire's garage.

Then I got to know the squire's guards. There were more than thirty people, basically all first-level warriors. The leader was also a second-level warrior, with a very low-key attitude, and greeted the mountain master enthusiastically.

There were four or five guard carriages, protecting the squire's gaudy carriage in the middle.

Sitting patiently in a guard carriage, Shan Ye closed his eyes and rested, waiting to set off.

Just as I exchanged names with several hired soldiers around me, there was a burst of noise and restlessness outside.

Mr. Shan lifted up the thick curtain and looked outside through the gap in the iron sheet that had just been inlaid.

He is skilled in short fighting, carries a long bow on his back, and has a tough and indifferent expression. He is a mountain man.

More than a dozen capable mountain men gathered around the convoy, looking at the convoy's supplies with evil eyes. The leader, a small leader with a feather on his head, was arguing with the steward about something with murderous intent.

"We mountain people want to buy these supplies, how dare you raise the price? Do you know that we are the mountain people who are on the front line now?" The tall mountain man almost spit on the steward's face.

The butler's knees were bent. But he still refused to lower the price and insisted on holding on to two-thirds of the price.

The squire probably didn't want to cause trouble when he was about to leave, so he immediately ordered a servant to send a message to the steward and sell the remaining supplies to these more than a dozen tough mountain men at one-third of the price.

Originally, the matter was basically over when it got here. But perhaps the squire's concession aroused the greed of the mountain people. After purchasing the remaining supplies, the mountain people not only did not leave, but stopped the entire convoy.

Looking at the cold green light on the arrow that expanded and contracted, the squire fully demonstrated his manly spirit of being able to contract and expand.

More than half of the supplies, including the carriage, were sold again to these bandit-like mountain men at one-third of the price.

When it was time to hand over the money, the leader finally made the manly squire angry with his words: "Sorry, I forgot to bring the money. We'll take the things back first, and we'll bring the money to you later!" he said.

He stood there, not caring about the squire's complexion that turned pale and blue again, and drove the long motorcade to leave.

No matter how much the squire swallowed his anger, he could not accept this kind of gangster-like business. He immediately ordered an attack with a dark face, but was stopped by a fat hand.

"These lunatics now dare to kill even people from the Holy See. Why are you uncomfortable? Don't want to live anymore?!" The voice was low and somewhat familiar. Master Shan turned his head and looked at it. He immediately lowered the curtain and said to himself, "It's bad luck."

The person who persuaded the squire to stop was none other than Baron Will, who was on the wrong side of the road.

Lord Shan had tormented Baron Will a lot, and now that his strength was greatly reduced, he did not want to cause trouble, so he huddled in the guard carriage and remained motionless.

"These carriages are good, let's keep them too!" As the arrogant voice got closer and closer, a strong and rough knocking sound sounded on the mountain master and several guard carriages.

The guard carriage is not only strong and sturdy, but also specially modified with iron sheets and steel frames. It is very suitable for long distances and has good maneuverability. No wonder it is favored by these greedy mountain people.

There was a flash of anger in Shan Ye's eyes. He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean he couldn't.

Being ridden on the head is a bit beyond the scope of the mountain master's tolerance. Of course, if these mountain people have the strength of Rees or Camus, the mountain master will have no problem, just pat their butts and get off. But unfortunately, these people don't have that.

strength.

Since you want to do it, let’s do it big time!

Shan Ye kicked the door and got out of the car. The mountain man also showed a smile in his sarcastic smile. The other party was stunned, and he really didn't understand how Shan Ye was still in the mood to giggle.

"Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~!..." Like a hundred flowers blooming, a large white and purple shadow suddenly appeared from Shan Ye's body, and in a flash, he pounced on the mountain people.

That's not all, a big hand waved, four welding corpses covered in grass clippings, a burrowing grass spider lying on the ground, and two gargoyles with bat wings flashing and roaring ferociously appeared in the sky!

The mutated ferret's body swept across, and all of its palms or forearms disappeared.

The welding corpse screamed and rushed towards the stunned mountain people. The burrowing grass spider spit out a large sticky web, which instantly unfolded and wrapped up several unwary mountain people.

The gargoyle's energy feather blade also caught the mountain man off guard and ran away with his head in his arms.

"Fire the arrows! There is an ambush here!!" The remaining little leader immediately shouted at the top of his lungs and shot a brightly colored arrow into the sky.

Master Shan's eyes were slightly stern, and he threw out a huge and ferocious meat hook, catching the sounding arrow. Before he could pull it back, the sounding arrow exploded brilliantly in mid-air!

"Bang!" Bright red smoke rose immediately.

Cursing secretly that it was bad luck, Master Shan ignored him and immediately used a giant ax to kill him fiercely.

"Ding! Kill 16 mountain men and gain 359 experience points!"

"Ding! Get two low-level snow crystals, one life gem, and one low-level healing potion!"

There was a hint of joy in his eyes. Master Shan really didn't expect that the mountain man, who seemed to be mediocre in strength, could be so explosive? Is this the so-called "high explosion rate"?

Low-level snow crystal: a source of energy for mountain people, which can assist in cultivation and create ice and snow, and can be exchanged for 77 experience points!

Life Gem: It can increase the upper limit of life carried and automatically restore 1 blood point every second.

The gem was retracted into the spatial imprint. Master Shan looked at the snow crystal emitting white cold mist in his hand, with thick greed flashing in his eyes.

Experience is the foundation of the mountain master's strength. I didn't expect that these mountain people, who are not even as good as low-level half-demon, have treasures like snow crystals that can increase their experience. I suddenly remembered those frost giants who asked His Highness Kaimei for snow crystals.

Due to the situation, Mr. Shan had some concerns in his mind.

There was no need to devour the low-level corpses. Master Shan waved his big hand again, and except for a few specially left carriages, all the other carriages filled with supplies disappeared in front of everyone.

It only took less than a minute from the time Shan Ye took action to kill sixteen mountain men to the time he put away all the supplies. Except for the mistake that caused the mountain men to shoot loud arrows, Shan Ye's raid was a classic.

An example.

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Lying on the soft and comfortable couch of the carriage, Nicole's thin eyebrows were still tightly furrowed even though she was resting. She had been on the run for the past few days, just like a lost dog.

First, a fat man suddenly came to the house and started fighting with Xiao Ma En's men. The strength of the two was astonishing. They were simply stronger than any warrior Nicole had ever seen. The exaggerated sound and light effects made people obsessed with poetry and songs.

Nicole saw the meaning of the word "powerful" for the first time.

Later, while on the run, they were chased by a monster they had never heard of before. The two last war horses were exhausted, and Nicole and her father slumped to wait for death.

However, just like an elephant doesn't pay attention to an ant, the monster didn't even bother to pay attention to the two of them and ran directly over.

This kind of neglect should make Nicole cry with joy, but for some reason, Nicole, a pampered young lady, suddenly felt a sense of sadness.

"Don't I even have the qualifications to be killed?" Thinking back to the way the monster looked at the two of them, Nicole felt that something was broken in her heart.

After dragging his exhausted body and escaping here, his father seemed to have changed. Without asking Nicole for her opinion, he betrothed her to the tall, thin country squire who was old, ugly, and stingy.

The reason is that the other party can send the two of them to a safe place.

Thinking that her clean body would be taken over by that old thing in a few days, Nicole suddenly felt the urge to die.

But this thought only flickered in Nicole's heart for a moment, and disappeared like a meteor. Compared with being caught and ravaged by a half-demon and turned into a production machine, compared with being used by that demon with a meat hook...
Chapter completed!