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Chapter 305 Just for money

Li Luo glanced at it and sighed to himself. With his own shortcomings and the strengths of the enemy, how can he be invincible?

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Sure enough, it only took ten moves. The long sword in Mao Xinfeng's hand was already full of cracks and the blade was twisted. Holding the sword with both hands, it was difficult to hold the sword hilt steady, let alone fight back. The remaining guards were killed by a group of bandits.

They were surrounded by people, and no one dared to come forward to help.

The strong man shouted loudly, put his hands together, and slammed the giant ax down. He blocked the sword, but he could no longer hold it. It flew several steps away. Mao Xinfeng's arms were numb and it was difficult to lift the giant sword.

Under the hood of the ax, Mao Xinfeng's face was ashen, and he was frightened and incontinent.

Li Luo moved slightly and then stood still. He saw the giant ax in the strong man's hand tilted slightly and struck the ground beside Mao Xinfeng. The splashed mud covered Mao Xinfeng.

Mao Xinfeng narrowly escaped death and knelt on the ground, not daring to move. However, the yellow and white thing couldn't help but stay. When the bandits saw this, they all laughed loudly.

Tan Xiangru's heart sank, and his last hope was gone. He quickly got off the carriage, bowed and said: "Heroes, show mercy."

The strong man laughed happily, put away his giant ax, and looked at Tan Xiangru.

Tan Xiangru gritted his teeth and said respectfully: "I don't know what advice you heroes have, but it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I will do it for you heroes."

A man walked out from behind the strong man, with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, more like a market scoundrel. Hearing this, he smiled strangely and said, "Look at you, an official. If you had just said no, you would have been fine."

The strong man laughed and said, "Grandma, I have to hit you with an ax to make you obedient."

Tan Xiangru apologized and bowed repeatedly, thanking the bandit in front of him for not killing him. The lean man rolled his eyes and said in a strange voice: "Don't worry, we are only seeking money and will not kill anyone. You guys are honest."

If you actually hand over your property, I will let you live."

Tan Xiangru said quickly: "Easy to say, easy to say. Hero, please tell me the number. As long as I can figure it out, I will have nothing to say."

Before the lean man could say anything, a gloomy voice came from the forest and said: "Old guy, you are bargaining with us. You don't know whether to live or die." Accompanied by the voice, a man in his forties walked out of the forest.

, his face was sinister, and there was a knife wound from his eyebrow bone, which split his nose and reached his lower jaw. It looked like an ugly centipede crawling on his face, which was extremely hideous.

When the bandits saw this man, they all shouted: "The second in command."

The lean man shrank his neck slightly, but he was a little afraid of the person in front of him. He laughed a little and got out of the way. The middle-aged man walked up to Tan Xiangru and snorted coldly: "Do you want to live or die?"

Tan Xiangru's face turned green and he said in a trembling voice: "Heroes calm down, heroes calm down, please speak clearly."

"Ming Yan, well, leave your belongings and get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for killing you all and feeding them to wild dogs." The middle-aged man said coldly.

Tan Xiangru shrank his neck and said calmly: "Heroes, can you show your kindness and leave us some money?"

The lean man beside him smiled apologetically and said, "Second Master, the First Master has an order not to let us kill them all, so we must spare others and spare them."

The middle-aged man turned his head and glared at the lean man, scolding: "Shut up, you're going to rebel."

The lean man took a breath of cold air and hurriedly hid behind the strong man, not daring to speak. However, the middle-aged man seemed to be quite scrupulous about the big boss mentioned by the lean man. He pondered for a while and made a secret guess.

Che said: "Okay, I'll leave you some money to prevent anyone from stirring up trouble behind your back. There are more than a hundred of you in total. I'll give you a round number and treat it as a hundred people. Each person has one thousand taels of silver.

It’s one hundred thousand taels in total, take your money and get out.”

Tan Xiangru was stunned and said with a sad face: "I don't have so much money."

The middle-aged man's face was as dark as water, and he looked at Tan Xiangru coldly. The hands on his back were shaking slightly, and he seemed to have the intention to take action. Suddenly, a figure rushed over from behind the carriage and horses, and reached out to lift the roller shutter of the women's carriage.

After taking a look, the woman in the car exclaimed, and the figure laughed loudly and said: "If you don't have money, there are still people, old man, I think your female family members are pretty good, why not replace them with female family members, and one person can count you a thousand taels of silver, how about that?"

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With a cry in his voice, Tan Xiangru knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "A strong man raises his noble hand high, raises his noble hand high."

Li Luoyang glanced around and found that the person speaking was very young, in his twenties, and quite handsome, but his expression was extremely frivolous. He looked at the carriage in front of him from time to time, and seemed to have not heard Tan Xiangru's begging for mercy.

He turned around and managed to force his way into the women's carriage. Hearing a cry from the woman in the carriage, the curtain moved and the man carried out a woman. She had red lips and white teeth and was pretty, but her face was pale with fright.

Curly struggled desperately in the man's arms, but was weak and unable to withstand the hungry wolf in front of him. The man laughed loudly, laid his head on the woman's chest, took a breath, and said with a laugh: "It smells so good."

There was another movement on the carriage, and a child rushed down, threw himself at the man, and shouted: "Let go of my mother."

The man raised his leg and kicked the child to the ground. The child wanted to get up, but the man stepped out of the way and trampled the child under his feet. The child struggled with his hands and feet and could not get up. His face was red and he coughed repeatedly. The woman

He screamed miserably: "Chen'er."

The man sneered, looked at the woman in his arms, and said coldly: "If you continue to be so ignorant, I will trample him to death."

The woman was startled and did not dare to move anymore. She stuck her head out and looked at the young son lying on the ground. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she did not dare to make a sound. She was deeply afraid that the evil thief in front of her would rise up and kill her beloved son.

Tan Qi glared and gnashed his teeth, shouting: "Let them go." He was about to rush forward, but Tan Xiangru hugged his son tightly, fearing that Tan Qi would anger the strong man in front of him and lead to death.

The man laughed heartily, and none of the guards dared to come forward. They huddled aside and remained silent. Even the bandits, seeing the man acting like this, had disgust in their eyes. They did not turn their heads to look at the man's ugly appearance.

The man turned to look at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Second head of the family, this girl is worth a thousand taels of silver. It will also make the brothers happy."

The middle-aged man glanced at the woman in his arms, his eyes flashed, and he said nothing. Suddenly, a cold voice came from the crowd: "You are colluding and don't know etiquette, justice and shame."

The young man became furious and shouted: "Who, who is talking, get out of here."

"That's what I said." After the crowd dispersed, He Yan walked out with an upright chin, looked at the people in front of him coldly, pointed at the young man's nose and cursed: "He looks like a dog, and he does such things

But you're not even as good as a beast. A beast still knows shame. I'm afraid you don't even know how to pronounce the word shame." (To be continued.)

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