Chapter 10 Martial arts are difficult, Wei Fu stands up
Chapter 10 Martial Arts is Difficult, Wei Mansion Stands Up
Author: Shanyang Xiaoqing
Chapter 10 Martial Arts is Difficult, Wei Mansion Stands Up
Yan Ming immediately searched the bodies of the other bandits.
Sure enough, I found two more small crossbows, which also had the words "Luban Divine Ax Gate" and "Fenwu Camp".
It's just that the two bandits just died too quickly and had no time to use them.
Yan Ming frowned and thought for a long time before putting away the three small crossbows.
After doing this, Yan Ming looked around to see that nothing was missing, then walked over and stretched out his hand towards Zhou Hu.
Although Zhou Hu recovered somewhat, his vitality was damaged and he was still breathing heavily when he moved his hands. The bruised wound on his heart was turned outwards and still bleeding.
Until now, Zhou Hu still finds it difficult to accept the fact that Yan Ming has become his savior!
There is a sense of illusory unreality.
Seeing Yan Ming reaching out, Zhou Hu thought the other party was kind and wanted to help him.
He was about to pick it up, but he missed it. Zhou Hu stumbled and almost fell, so he hurriedly stabilized his body.
Then Yan Ming threw a bunch of ropes into Zhou Hu's hands and said in a commanding tone.
"Can the iron arm still move? Tie the remaining survivors together and then accompany me for a walk."
Yan Ming's slightly teasing attitude made Zhou Hu immediately angry, thinking that Yan Ming was kind-hearted and that his feelings were for his own good!
But after thinking about it, Zhou Hu couldn't help but laugh again.
The smile touched the wound and made him cough twice.
"Haha, that's all. Captain Yan, Zhou was blind during the day. I didn't expect that Captain Yan was a real person without showing his face. Zhou Mou accepted it. Thank you to Captain Yan for saving me!"
Although Zhou Hu has a bad temper, he is also straightforward and will say whatever he has to say.
After saying this, Yan Ming also chuckled and waved his hand, and the atmosphere between the two immediately relaxed a lot.
This is often the case for men in the world of martial arts. They are passionate about their nature, and the awkwardness can come and go quickly. Sometimes a word and a bowl of wine can remove the gap.
Now that the battle is over, the rhythm has slowed down, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Soon, the remaining bandits were tied up alive and strung together.
Niu Wanshan was hit by Shixiang Ruanjin San and lost an arm. Something was stuffed in his mouth and he could only groan.
"What did he want to say?"
Seeing Niu Wanshan winking fiercely, Zhou Hu couldn't help but ask.
Yan Ming: "Who knows? Maybe he was protesting that I stuffed his mouth with his bandit brother's socks."
Zhou Hu was speechless for a while, thinking, you are still the bad boy.
The other five living bandits were also miserable and were still wailing helplessly.
When Zhou Hu just tied them up, he muttered in his heart——
"This Agent Yan looks young, and his attacks are quite ruthless. Look at that one, he was beaten and kicked, and that one, good guy, his legs are bent forward, and the stubble in the bones is leaking out. He is considered useless..."
After the bandits were tied up.
The housekeeper of the Wei Mansion and his servants were also called over. Under Yan Ming's instructions, they tremblingly picked up the scattered bandit weapons, but were made to vomit by the smell of blood here.
"Wow, Brother Yan, you are so awesome! I feel even more powerful than Brother Bai! I admire you so much!"
"I don't want to learn Jingtao Palm with Sister Guo tomorrow. I want to learn sword skills with you, Brother Yan!"
Seeing that there was no danger, Mo Xiaobei also jumped out dragging Qiu Xiaodong.
However, Yan Ming immediately pulled them away and tried to keep them as far away from the bloody scene as possible.
Mo Xiaobei was not afraid at all, but Qiu Xiaodong next to him was so shocked that his face turned pale when he saw the corpses and blood stains on the ground, and he almost vomited.
"well……"
After everything was done, Zhou Hu sat down against the cart, checked the wound on his heart, and then turned to look at the money on the cart with a complicated expression.
A full five thousand taels of silver were placed in front of him, and Zhou Hu sighed.
"What's wrong Zhou Huyuan?"
Yan Ming came over and asked.
"Don't mention it. I'm so worried. I originally wanted to make a fortune, but I almost got myself into it. Fortunately, I have Captain Yan to help me."
After being rescued by Yan Ming and getting closer, Zhou Hu seemed to start chatting with him and immediately introduced the situation.
It turned out that Wei Yuanwai secretly traded with the bandits, but Zhou Hu did not agree. He noticed something unusual and stopped him, partly out of responsibility, but partly also for profit.
It is true that Zhou Hu is an elite disciple of the Divine Arm Sect, but the resources within the sect are limited. Any warrior who reaches the Qi and Blood Realm will have to spend a lot of money and resources every step forward, so he has to work as a guardian.
The Divine Arm Sect also supports elite disciples to go out and expand their career paths.
Zhou Hu is the leader of the nursing home in the Wei Mansion, but his salary is still not enough to support his breakthrough to the second heaven, so this blackmail from Black Wind Village is an opportunity for him.
If Wei Yuanwai wasted money to eliminate the disaster, the money would be given to the bandits.
But if Zhou Hu can contact the Divine Arm Sect and help settle the matter, then according to the rules, more than half of the money will be used as their reward. The Divine Arm Sect can also become famous and have more cooperation with Wei Yuanwai.
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And Zhou Hu helped bring in such a large amount of business, and his status would also rise.
"It's a pity that we lost to Niu Wanshan..."
Zhou Hu sighed again, with unwillingness.
Only then did Yan Ming understand that no wonder Zhou Hu was so active and tried his best to prevent compromise with the bandits. It turned out that there was still this consideration.
It seems that the journey of martial arts is not easy, it is much more difficult than I imagined!
Others don't have a system like me, they rely solely on their own efforts and opportunities. Every step forward in the martial arts, they have to fight for those possibilities, and you can imagine the cruelty of it.
Every strong man in the martial arts world has countless corpses beneath his feet.
Just listening to it makes me feel very heavy.
You have conditions that others cannot match, and you should take advantage of them.
As his thoughts circulated, Yan Ming became more determined in martial arts.
Yan Ming fiddled with the silver coins in the box with his hands, but there was no greed in his eyes and he let out a filthy breath.
"Come on, let's go find Mr. Wei and have a chat!"
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The moon has risen, and the high walls of Wei Mansion have fallen into silence. Most of the servants have fallen asleep, and a few owls can be heard hooting from time to time.
But in the main hall of the Wei Mansion, the lights were still on, and Wei Jin, a member of the Foreign Affairs Committee, who was wearing a straight gown, was pacing back and forth, looking up from time to time outside, frowning slightly, as if he was worried.
"Master, don't worry, the housekeeper has always been calm in his work, and since Heifeng Village has made a request, he will definitely not break his promise, so don't worry too much."
A servant next to him was comforting him.
"What do you know!"
Wei Jin is still anxious.
Just as he was talking, there was movement from the gate of the mansion outside.
"The housekeeper must be back."
The servant said happily and hurried out of the hall.
Sure enough, the housekeeper stood at the door of the house, but his face looked a little ugly.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Jin also walked out and asked after seeing this scene.
But the housekeeper didn't reply. Zhou Hu walked in with his body injured and his upper body covered in blood.
Then Yan Ming's official boots stepped into Wei's house.
Looking further back, the silver and goods he was going to deliver to Heifeng Village were pushed back intact. On the last cart, there were several injured Heifeng Village bandits stacked on top of them.
Perhaps because he thought they were too noisy, Yan Ming gagged several people's mouths, and now they can only moan.
Due to injuries and blood loss and all this suffering, the five Black Wind Village bandits have lost half their lives, but Niu Wanshan is the only one who is more energetic.
He was accompanied by two children.
"This is……"
Both Wei and his servants were bewildered by this strange scene.
What happened?
Yan Ming was not polite and did not wait for the other party to show courtesy. He strode directly into the hall and sat down on the main seat without any ceremony.
"Exceptor Wei, please ask your family members to help me run errands and deliver a message."
Saying that, Yan Ming asked Wei Jin to send people to Tongfu Inn and Qiu Yuan's residence first, saying that Mo Xiaobei and Qiu Xiaodong had found them, and would send the child back later.
Wei Jin hurriedly signaled to his servants to follow the instructions.
Then Yan Ming slapped the official sword on the table.
"Uncle Wei, please check the silver goods and see if there is anything missing."
"The bandits in Black Wind Village have no sincerity. They only sent Niu Wanshan, the second boss, to collect the money, but they did not bring your caravan mates to exchange as agreed. They often killed people. It took a lot of effort for me to help you."
Bring the money and goods back to avoid losses."
"But the bandits you invited this time, Mr. Wei, almost kidnapped Mr. Qiu's beloved son and shopkeeper Tong's sister-in-law. They even wanted to go into the town and rob them. I wonder if Mr. Wei has anything to say about this.
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"Except Member Wei, bandits are at risk, so be careful when going private!"
Yan Ming's tone was calm, but his words seemed to be thorny and contained a huge amount of information.
After saying that, Yan Ming just sat there calmly and did not urge the other party to reply.
But Yan Ming, who had just started killing people not long ago, still had a ferocious aura about him, giving people a clear sense of oppression.
The butler next to him hurriedly came over and whispered to Wei Jin in a low voice, briefly telling what had happened.
As Wei Jin listened, his eyes kept scanning over the official knife Yan Ming slapped on the table, as well as the whimpering and squirming crippled bandits outside the door. His expression kept changing, with embarrassment and shock.