When it comes to Huya Mountain, even though it has been two years, everyone can't help but feel a little excited.
Liu Geng nodded: "But this has to be discussed by the Fifth Hall Master, who was also there at the time."
The Fifth Hall Master walked forward with a smile and said: "Okay. I'll tell Mr. Nangong about this."
"I would like to hear the details." Nangong Ming was also interested. After all, Jiulongtang only transported goods before, and he would avoid bandits when he encountered them, so why would he take the initiative to provoke them?
"Our Kowloon Hall usually transports goods through the official route. And when the old hall master was still alive, we basically had unimpeded transportation. But later, after the old hall master passed away, many people left. Two years ago, we started again When I was walking that road... I was targeted by the bandits from Huya Mountain." The Fifth Hall Master thought of this and sighed softly.
Jiulongtang is the largest in Qianzhou, and its delivery has always been enviable.
"When the old hall master was alive, those people had to stay away when they saw our Jiulong Hall's motorcade." At that time, Cao Lei's reputation was still good. At least people in or near Qianzhou would give him more or less face. Generally, Kowloon Hall’s goods will not be touched.
However, people are leaving and the number of people is greatly reduced, so it is inevitable that some people will have other thoughts.
"Cao Lei is famous," Nangong Ming also heard, "Isn't it possible that Huyashan took advantage of the situation and extorted a lot of money from you?"
"Money is nothing, just give it if you give it!" At this point, the Fifth Hall Master suddenly changed his expression and clenched his fist tightly.
Nangong Ming had a strange look on his face and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"It turns out that we took it too lightly. At that time, Hall Master Zhao had just taken over Jiulong Hall. He also took over the task at the critical moment. He was still our patron before..."
Nangong Ming understood, "What then?"
"Then, during that time, in order to stabilize the business and ensure everyone's livelihood, Hall Master Zhao did everything by himself, even delivering goods. The people in Huya Mountain didn't know him, so he was targeted by us!" p>
"We didn't bring many weapons that time, and a lot of brothers in the hall left. There was a serious shortage of manpower. It was all the old men in the gang who helped transport the goods, that is, the fathers of these boys."
Those old men are all Cao Lei's old subordinates, and they are the spirit of Jiulong Hall.
Therefore, these young people are inheriting their father's legacy and are the future of Kowloon Hall.
The Fifth Hall Master continued: "That day, the people from Huya Mountain robbed all our goods on the way, and they also asked us to pay a ransom! Hall Master Zhao was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he gave us all the money he had. Yes, there are more than a thousand taels of silver."
"Although many people from Jiulong Hall have left, the foundation is still there after all. They shouldn't dare to be too embarrassed, right?" Nangong Ming guessed.
"Hmph, they didn't kill anyone, but...but they made Hall Master Zhao kneel down! They asked Hall Master Zhao to obey, obey..." The Fifth Hall Master blushed angrily, as if he was the one who was being humiliated.
Nangong Ming's face changed slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Could it be that Zhao Jin was humiliated by his crotch?"
The atmosphere on the mountain road was gloomy, and everyone was silent.
The fifth hall master's eyes were red with excitement, "It's useless for us! The big master of Huya Mountain used to be brothers with the old hall master. I originally thought that the other party was moral and there should be no trouble on that road. Who knows...
…Sigh.”
The most important thing in traveling around the world is the word "righteousness". This kind of turning one's back and denying others is really disgusting.
"The old Hall Master asked Hall Master Zhao to protect everyone before he died. Hall Master Zhao listened and did it!" The Fifth Hall Master said bitterly: "Originally we wanted to give it a try, but Hall Master Zhao pressed the button on us.
Yes, he...he endured it."
.......
That day two years ago, in the evening.
The bandits suddenly burst out and surrounded everyone in Jiulong Hall, holding a gleaming silver steel knife to their necks.
In order to save the lives of these old men from Jiulongtang, Zhao Jin had no choice but to capture them.
The Fifth Pavilion Master came forward to negotiate, hoping that with the previous relationship with Cao Lei, the other party would not cause too much trouble.
Who knew that the boss of Huya Mountain kicked him away and cursed: "Jiulongtang is nothing more than that. Once Cao Lei dies, he will become a fucking lost dog!"
The fifth hall leader was forced to kneel on the ground by the bandits, struggling with bloodshot eyes.
"Hahaha." The bandits laughed.
"I wonder what the boss wants?" Zhao Jin asked.
"Are you the new head of Jiulong Hall?" The headmaster looked at him contemptuously, "What do I want? If I want money, what else can I want?"
"I only brought more than a thousand taels of silver notes with me when I went out this time," Zhao Jin took out the banknotes from his arms and handed them over, "I just ask the master not to hurt the brothers of Jiulong Hall."
"One thousand taels? I'm sending it to the beggar." Although the boss said so, he still took the banknote.
"If it's not enough, I can ask them to go back and get it." Zhao Jin suppressed his anger and just wanted to ensure everyone's safety.
"Forget it. I just want to tell you Jiulongtang today that Cao Lei is gone and you are bullshit!"
"Okay. Got it, thank you for your advice." After Zhao Jin finished speaking, he turned around and waved to everyone, preparing to leave.
"Wait a minute!" the boss's voice sounded from behind, and the bandits immediately surrounded him again.
Zhao Jin turned around and stared at the headmaster, asking: "I wonder if you have any other advice?"
"You don't have enough toll money, so you want to leave like this? How could such a cheap thing happen?" Da Nian said with a playful look.
"Then what do you want?" Zhao Jin asked.
"Easy," the headmaster stood there with his legs spread out, pointing at his crotch, and said, "Climb over from here!"
"What?!" Everyone in Kowloon Hall exclaimed.
"Damn you...!" The fifth hall master couldn't help but rushed forward. Before he could take two steps forward, he was surrounded by several bandits and fell to the ground instantly.
But he still cursed while lying on the ground: "What a bastard, you've done your best, and you won't die a good death!"
The headmaster completely ignored the fifth hall master’s curses, which seemed to him to be nothing more than incompetent anger. He just continued to stare at Zhao Jin and asked: "How about it? Climb, or not?"
"If I crawl, can we be let go today?" Zhao Jin asked calmly.
"No!"
"Master, you can't climb!"
"Damn it, do it with them!" Everyone in Jiulong Hall roared angrily. Unfortunately, the few long knives they had were confiscated, and they could only stand together with their bare hands.
Zhao Jin stood at the front. He did not look back, but waved to stop everyone. His eyes were still fixed on the leader, waiting for his answer.
"Climb, you go! If you don't crawl, you die! Hahaha!" The boss laughed wildly.
"Okay! I'll crawl!" Zhao Jin gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Hall Master!!!"
"No!!!"
"Since you recognize me as the hall master, you must obey me!" Zhao Jin shouted sternly. After speaking, he clenched his fists, bent down, and crawled over little by little.
In full view of the public, Zhao Jin humiliatedly crawled under the boss's crotch.
The laughter of the mountain bandits was mixed with the weeping of the people in Jiulong Hall.
But it wasn't over yet. Just as Zhao Jin was about to stand up, the boss stepped down hard and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"You see clearly, if you, Jiulong Hall, want to pass this road from now on, you have to crawl over it for me!" The headmaster spat on the ground and sneered, "Get out!"
Zhao Jin got up from the ground, his face was ashen but he said nothing. He only stepped forward to help the fifth hall master and led everyone away quickly.