"Satisfied, of course, satisfied, but the price is much higher!"

Hariyong was surprised. Every time he picked up the goods in a transaction, he was the Han officer. He knew a lot of Turkic language.

Because in Turkic words, Na Yan means leader, which is a respectful title for Turkic warriors.

Generally, people in the Guandi rarely use this title.

Seeing that the other party complained that the unit price was too high, Liu Zhouwu grinned and joked:

"Harry Yong, it's not easy to ship the last batch of goods. It's not easy to overcome difficulties and obstacles, and the cost is not small. Naturally, there are more silver than the previous batches, but this is a unique business, and there are no other semicolons in the Western Regions.

It’s natural to have a high price.”

Ma, saying that to Han Sier is equivalent to taking off his pants and farting.

"General Liu, can I check all the goods?"

Harry Yong felt that the last batch of goods was large in quantity and the categories were complex, so he suddenly made a request for inspection.

Liu Zhouwu sneered when he heard this:

"Dear, you're too scrupulous. These are all shipped directly by the Imperial Ordnance Workshop after the sealing is completed. The sealing wax on the sealing is not damaged, which means no one has opened the box, but you

If you want to check it, you won’t be too late, so you can do whatever you want!”

He spread his hands open, looking disapproving.

When Harry Yong heard this, he carefully checked the paraffin on each sealed seal, and it was indeed intact. He shrugged embarrassedly and said apologetically:

"That's true. Maybe I'm too worried, so don't test it. General Liu, now, we can pick up the goods and leave!"

After saying that, before Liu Zhouwu could answer, he waved his hand and dozens of Turkic warriors at the door of the warehouse walked in.

"Let's wait!"

Liu Zhouwu pushed forward with his hand and suddenly spoke and shouted:

"Don't be busy for now. Before bringing up this goods, our chief Mr. Zou wants to ask Na Yan to help you and talk to you in private. Please..."

Harry Yong said unhappyly:

"General Liu, we have paid the payment for the goods for a long time. According to the transaction rules, this batch of goods belongs to us now. When will I pick up the goods? It's my business. Come and pick up the goods and leave!"

"promise!"

The dozens of Turkic warriors rushed forward and prepared to carry them.

Looking at the rebellious appearance of the Turks, Liu Zhouwu grinned and patted him gently.

"Crack..."

Several secret doors in the warehouse suddenly opened, and hundreds of elite guards from the Protectorate's Mansion rushed in.

They held five consecutive crossbows, and their arrows flashed with cold light at the Turks in front of them.

"Harry Yong, you probably forgot whose territory this place belongs to?"

Liu Zhouwu smiled teasingly, looking like a scoundrel in the market.

Cold sweat suddenly oozed out of Harry Yong's back.

This Han officer is so unreliable. Could it be that he wants to break the 300,000 taels of silver for this batch of goods?

Although he had more than twenty brave men, he might break out with his bare hands, but he was sure that he could not take these goods away.

This is the Shenwu Barracks of the Anxi Protectorate, surrounded by thousands of Jin soldiers.

Harry Yong is quite calm.

He thought that the Protectorate's Mansion was not as if he wanted to swallow the 300,000 taels of silver.

If you want to swallow it, you don’t need to say so much, and you can even unbox it and see the goods.

Maybe I want to add some money at another time or collect some commissions in private.

All of them are given to him. After I pass this level, I will come back twice as much in the future.

Harry Yong stared at Liu Zhouwu with wide eyes and grinned and said:

"General Liu, you and I are both warriors, and you are fearless of death. What else is there to discuss? Okay, I'll go with you to see Lord Zou."

Harry Yong waved his hand, and the warriors who were ready and glaring at him, reluctantly retreated out of the door.

"It's so satisfying, it's like talking about business."

Liu Zhouwu grinned and snorted coldly.

He also waved his hand, and the tense guards retreated.

Harry Yong followed Liu Zhouwu and came to a room in the warehouse in a twists and turns.

Zou Baichuan sat on his head with a big sword and a golden horse, looking at the two people coming in without a smile.

"Mr. Zou, please tell me if you have any requirements. As long as I can make a decision, I will definitely promise. We are doing a long-term business, not a one-time deal!"

Harry Yong is rough and careful. After all, he is the leader of the Iron in front of He Luke's tent. After a moment of panic, he immediately calmed down.

He said a pun, reminding both sides that it is a long-term cooperation and not to be too excessive.

Zou Baichuan sat firmly on the fishing boat and said calmly:

"Thank you for your understanding, our business will last for a long time. This time, Zou asked the general to come and help, not for money, but for a person's life."

"A life of a person?" Harry Yong was shocked.

What a joke?

On the territory of Anxi Protectorate, with the power of Cao's Mansion, it is not as simple as slaughtering a dog.

Can Turkic warriors still be used to do it?

Could it be that this life belongs to us Turks?

Thinking of this, Harry Yong's expression suddenly became solemn.

He was secretly lucky, clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, ready to make the worst plan.

Zou Baichuan saw this expression. He glanced at Hariyong and said lightly: "Don't be nervous, General, he is not you Western Turkic."

With a wave of his hand, his subordinates took out a portrait and came over.

Harry Yong opened it and saw a portrait painted on the paper, which was lifelike.

"Ah, isn't this the right deputy general of the Protectorate's Office?" Harry Yong looked at Zou Baichuan in shock.

How could the Turks not recognize the chief officials of the Jin border army and above the generals?

"That's right, he is Wu Peifan, the former right deputy general of the Protectorate, and is now dismissed and taken back to his hometown. He lives in Wucun, more than 50 miles east of Yizhou City." Zou Baichuan added.

"A right deputy general, with Cao's methods and in Yizhou, is not as simple as crushing an ant. Why bother to let my warrior do this?"

Harry Yong said in confusion.

He was very afraid that this was a trap.

After hearing this, Zou Baichuan was very unhappy and snorted coldly:

"General, you have asked too much! Zou Mou wanted to tell you that if you want to transport this batch of arms safely, you must destroy Wu Peifan and his family together with them. No one can live

People exist."

Harry Yong was shocked, "Mr. Zou meant to destroy the family of the right deputy general?"

Zou Baichuan glanced at the other party in anger, sneered and stopped talking.

"Sir, are you not afraid of someone going to report you afterwards?" Harry Yong grinned.

He was so angry that he intended to regain some frustrated face.

"Announcement?"

Zou Baichuan stood up and angrily said:

"Do you think your Tiger Division can sweep the east? Tell you, without my armed forces, you will be defeated by the Guo Wei coalition in the beginning of next spring. Go back and ask your prince, who is the first one he wants to cut,

It's you."

After hearing this, Harry Yong's face changed suddenly.

He Lukeji's temperament was very clear in his heart. This prince was a cruel and ruthless person.

He stomped his feet suddenly, frowned and stared:

"Okay, Lord Zou, please prepare for me for two days. See you the evening after tomorrow."

After saying that, Harry Yong left in a panic without even saying hello.

Back outside the warehouse, he took his samurai and left in disappointment.

At this time, Cao Zhiping, who was hiding in the dark, slapped the dust on his body and walked out with a smile.

He gave Zou Baichuan a thumbs up and praised:

"After all, Jiang is old, this trick of killing people with a knife is amazing, so we have nothing to do with this matter."
To be continued...