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Chapter seven hundred and fifty-four twists and turns

"Brother Chen, do you think the leader of that motorcade belongs to Shopkeeper Qiao?"

"It seems so. Go and report to Lord Shen that people from the north are sending supplies again!"

"Yes, brother, go right away. You should keep an eye on the brothers first!"

"etc"

"Brother Chen, what's wrong? Do you have any other instructions?"

Brother Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the caravan strutting along the official road. He lowered his head and pondered for a while: "How come there are so many cars, which are much more than the goods escorted in the previous two times? Something feels wrong!"

"No way, shopkeeper Qiao has already escorted the supplies to us twice. Besides, there are brothers from other branches in front of us who are monitoring the movements on the official road. If anything goes wrong, they will definitely send us a message."

Brother Chen nodded gently: "That's true. Maybe I'm paranoid. It's all because of Liu Mingzhi's constant suppression of bandits these days, which has made me so suspicious!"

"In this case, brother, go and report to Master Shen?"

Brother Chen thought for a moment and said: "Let's see, let's divide our troops into two groups. You go and report to the altar leader. I'll go and contact shopkeeper Qiao first. If anything goes wrong, I can take precautions in advance. The leader said that we must let him go." Let’s keep our eyes open and not miss any clues!”

"Okay, Brother Chen, be careful!"

Wanyan Chizha had no consciousness of becoming a prisoner. He sat in the carriage and drank wine comfortably. From time to time, he sliced ​​a piece of roasted lamb leg with a knife and swallowed it happily with the wine.

Wanyan Chizha glanced at Liu Mingzhi, who was kneeling opposite and was not smiling, and shook his head cheerfully: "You seem a little nervous?"

Liu Mingzhi frowned and glanced at Wanyan Chiezha: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. Can't the delicious food stop your mouth?"

"Haha, I just shut up!"

Song Qing, dressed in regular clothes and riding a horse with a blue dragon and a white tiger, protected Qiao Chengyun and Shopkeeper Jin in the middle. They said they were protecting, but in fact they were just surveillance to prevent Shopkeeper Qiao and Shopkeeper Jin from leaking the secrets of the army because they were ignorant of current affairs.

Qiao Chengyun stared at his surroundings from time to time with his small eyes wide open, his heart pounding. Although he knew that behind him were eight thousand northern border guards and so many powerful martial arts masters, he still couldn't stop his heartbeat.

Song Qing glanced at Shopkeeper Qiao coldly: "Be natural, everyone can find something wrong with you like this. If you want to live well, don't expose the secrets of the army!"

"Yes, I know it!"

"I am your subordinate now. Why are you talking so politely to your subordinates? If you get into an accident when we get to Turtle Back Mountain, be careful, I will make you walk around without food!"

Shopkeeper Qiao took a few deep breaths and looked at Song Qing hesitantly: "Xiao Qingzi?"

Song Qing's face twitched but he nodded gently: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Bring me some water!"

"Yes!" Song Qing took off the water bag from his waist and handed it to Shopkeeper Qiao with a smile: "Master, please drink some water!"

Shopkeeper Qiao took the jug and drank heavily. The cold water chilled Shopkeeper Qiao's heart, and his mind gradually calmed down. He no longer looked around nervously just now.

He vaguely regained his appearance when he was talking to Shopkeeper Jin the night before.

When Song Qing saw this, he couldn't help but sigh that Qiao Chengyun was really a person. Sure enough, there was no simple person who dared to do the job of putting his head on his belt.

"Xiao Qingzi!"

"Here, sir, please give me your instructions!"

"There is a branch of the White Lotus Sect in front of you. If someone comes out to intercept and let me handle everything, you can just follow them calmly!"

Song Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly, remembering Liu Mingzhi's instructions: "Yes, I will definitely not interrupt. It's all up to you, sir!"

"stop!"

"call"

Song Qing grabbed the horse's reins, took out his sword and raised it: "Who dares to intercept our Xishan caravan? Don't you know that we are Mr. Qiao's people?"

Song Qing quickly stepped into the role of a guard and carefully stared at Brother Chen who suddenly came out with more than a dozen people, playing the role of the leader of the guard.

Qinglong and others also drew their weapons and stared at Brother Chen and others in full formation.

Qiao Chengyun clamped his horse's belly and walked up: "You bastard, why don't you step back quickly? You dare to be rude to Brother Chen. Be careful not to touch half of your silver!"

"Yes, Brother Chen and the younger brother are offended. This is the bowl of rice we are eating. Please don't mind, Brother Chen!"

The submissive look of the Song and Qing Dynasties really lacked a statuette in hand to bring the gesture of a little person to life.

Qiao Chengyun turned over and dismounted, burst out laughing and walked towards Brother Chen: "Brother Chen Zheng, how have you been doing since I haven't seen you for a few months? Why do you look so fat?"

Chen Zheng smiled quietly and nodded in response to Shopkeeper Qiao, but glanced at the dense motorcade behind him.

"Shopkeeper Qiao, why are there so many supplies this time? I'm afraid it's even more than the previous two times combined, right? There are also a lot more people, no less than two thousand people!"

"Of course!" Shopkeeper Qiao looked around and put his arm around Chen Zheng's shoulders: "Brother Chen, to tell you the truth, a lot of money was spent on the goods this time. The goods transported by my caravan alone were just this.

Count, it’s worth a hundred thousand taels of silver, and the goods are all there!”

Chen Zheng looked at Shopkeeper Qiao in surprise: "One hundred thousand taels of silver in just one delivery?"

"That's not the case! That's why I said that they have spent a lot of money over there. You guys are so proud. I don't know when I will be able to build such a big family business. I really don't know what the identity of the other party is. When I get back,

I must make friends no matter the cost. Once I succeed, just a little bit of the slit in my hand will be enough for me to eat and drink for ten lifetimes!"

There was a flicker of envy in Chen Zheng's eyes: "Congratulations to you, brother. Don't forget to support me if you do good things in the future!"

"Of course, of course. Brother Chen, I won't reminisce with you today. You boss is still in a hurry to harvest. Let's have a drink together when we finish our work someday!"

Chen Zheng suddenly stopped Shopkeeper Qiao who was about to mount his horse: "Brother, it's not that I don't understand the rules, but these are extraordinary times and I want to check!"

Qiao Chengyun stared at Chen Zheng with an unhappy face: "Brother, what do you mean? I've sent you supplies twice, don't you still believe in me?"

"Brother, please forgive me. Brothers are also acting under orders. There must be no sloppiness in the orders from above!"

Song Qing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the long sword in his hand quietly revealed a gap.

"Brother Chen Zheng, don't you want to give me this face?"

"Please forgive me, it's my duty!"

"Chen Zheng, why are you talking to Brother Qiao?"

A loud and rough voice came out, and dozens of men in different costumes, most of whom were around thirty years old, emerged from the dense forest path nearby.

The leader was Shen Long, the leader of the branch altar who spoke.

"See the Altar Master!"

Shen Long nodded slightly: "Brother Qiao, my brother is rude and has made things difficult for you!"

"It doesn't matter. Brother Shen, you came just in time. Look at Brother Chen, isn't this embarrassing me?"

Liu Mingzhi sat in the carriage and listened to the voices outside. His right hand involuntarily touched the hilt of the Heavenly Sword.

I feel a little helpless, maybe I can't pass the first level, and my plan to change the situation will be aborted.

If outsmarting him fails, the only option is to attack by force!


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