Back to the Dutch, Wen Hao made some preparations. First, let Liu Tingyu help him prepare some easy -to -use Winter Pacific Prape, and then Wen Hao himself disappeared for another two days, waiting for everything to prepare.
Not far away, counting the itinerary of this road is almost the same, Wen Hao simply starts the journey.
On the road to Gaocheng, a figure is thin, one meter seven meters tall, the skin is slightly dark, and a small middle -aged middle -aged is riding on an old man who is old.
Going towards the direction of the city, this person is not someone else, it is Wen Hao who is transformed into an integrated costume.
"There are still seven days before the auction, and there are still five hundred miles away from the Gaocheng, but don't worry." Wen Hao looked at the scenery around with interest, murmured in his mouth.
However, his words just fell, and suddenly there was a screaming screaming in front of him. He frowned, and a group of martial arts were around.
The face was squeezed together, obviously a family, and there were two men fell to the ground by the people in black, motionless, and constantly flowing blood.
Wen Hao has heard a lot of things like this halfway. In fact, he doesn't want to care about this kind of thing. After all, sometimes the grievances can't say who is right.
Turnive, both sides were caused by the grievances of Xue Huang's two, but they killed several masters of their sword emperors, but can it be said that they are not right? Of course, it is impossible, but it can be said that it is the Haijia family.
No, this is not.
So there are a lot of grievances that they can't say who is right and who is wrong. The truth will always be in the hands of the strong. Only when you win in the battle and survive, you are qualified to speak.
Then, then
And this time it was a little boy who really let Wen Hao stop. The boy was not big, only about ten years old. When facing the fierce black warrior, everyone was afraid.
Shrinking together, but the little boy was blocking everyone in front of everyone, and his face was angry but helplessly staring at the person who was about to raise his knife.
Seeing the little boy, Wen Hao seemed to see himself when the family was in the drama. He was also a resentment at that time, but he was also powerless.
Thinking, thinking, Wen Hao blinked the crystal water droplets, grandpa, father, mother, brother, sister, do you do n’t know if you are okay now?
"Give me to death, little cub."
Just when Wen Hao was out of mind, a man in black raised his knife with a sneer and chopped around the boy's neck. Although the little boy was afraid of his face, he still did not retract at all.
In front of his loved ones.
Seeing that the little boy was about to die under the sword of the black man, a 30 -year -old woman behind him screamed, rushed up, and blocked the little boy with his thin body.
"ah……"
However, when the man of the black man fell in front of the young woman, a cold flashed suddenly, and then he heard a shocking scream of the man in black. As his voice sounded, he held the big knife.
The right hand fell off from the elbow joint, and the big knife with a deadly knife fell heavily on the ground.
This sudden change was stunned. After a while, everyone returned to God and looked around. Suddenly Wen Hao's thin figure appeared in their eyes.
"It's your hand just now." The man in black looked at Wen Hao, and his eyes sprayed a strong killing opportunity. "For the beasts that are not even let go of women and children, I have to shot not only
He sneered, and then his arms waved lightly, and countless cold light flashed. Those men in black did not even respond, so he was killed by Wen Hao.
"It's a master, go, hurry up." The man in black changed a lot, and he shouted immediately, turned around and ran away. Then he hadn't ran a few steps, and it was a few cold shot from Wen Hao.
He flashed in front of him, and gave him a cold heart. As of the dead, the leader of the man in black did not understand how he suddenly appeared here.
As soon as he shot, he solved all the people in black. He originally thought that a group of people who met the savior became whiter. Seeing Wen Hao's eyes was like watching a demon.
When he dismissed, Wen Hao walked in front of the group of people and smiled slightly at them: "You can rest assured, I'm not malicious to you, as for them." Wen Hao said, glanced at the man who was already a corpse, smiled and laughed
: "Since you shot, I don’t want to stay in the future."
Watching Wen Hao was really not malicious, one of the old people settled the god of God, and then stepped forward to Wen Hao, bowed and said, "Old Wan Huarong, thank the knights for saving me a great grace, no means rewarding, no reason to report,
This is a little bit of heart. "Then, the old man took out a gold card from his arms and handed it to Wen Hao.
At a glance, the gold card actually had 100,000 gold coins. No wonder it would be hunted down, but Wen Hao didn't pick it up, but just waved his hand: "I shot to save you, not for this money."
Speaking, Wen Hao no longer cares about the old man. Looking at the child who faced his death, he did not forget to protect his relatives. He smiled slightly: "Children, you are brave."
"Thank you Uncle." The child was very polite, from the arms of the young woman, bowed to Wen Hao, and blinked again, and said, "Uncle, you are really amazing."
"Oh." Wen Hao reached out and touched the child's head, and laughed: "You are still young now. I believe that when you grow up, you will be more powerful than your uncle."
"Um." The child nodded seriously and said: "I will work hard to get stronger and protect my grandpa and mother."
"Really a good child." Wen Hao nodded praise, and then turned his head to look at the old man: "How can those people chase you, is it your enemy?"
"Everything is for gold coins." The old man shook his head and sighed: "We were just a small town merchant who made some money through business.
It should be done better, so I sold home property, and I am going to bring their family members to the Saita City to turn over. However, people have not reached the highest city, and they encountered several strong people in a row.
The son took it in. "Then, the old man looked sad, regret it.
"Then where are you going to go to Gaocheng?" Wen Hao asked.
"Hehe." Wan Huarong laughed at the same time, saying: "After this experience, I also understand that although the most prosperous city, but there is no strength, even if you go, you can only be bullied by others.
, I just want a family to be peaceful, and I never think about those who make money again. "
"Since you are nowhere to go, I have a place to ensure the peace of your family." Wen Hao smiled slightly. The most lack of iron blood is the business person, and this old man can earn 100,000 gold coins in a small town
It can be seen that it does have a set of business. Since it is encountered, Wen Hao will naturally not let it go.
"This ..." The old man was puzzled for a long time, and his face was also unpredictable. Seeing his expression seemed a little unwilling, but at the same time he was afraid offending Wen Hao. After all, Wen Hao was the role of killing without blinking.
They killed more than a dozen people, which is the object they dare to provoke.
It seems that the scruples in the old man's heart, Wen Hao immediately said: "Don't worry, even if you don't want to, I will not force you." Said, Wen Hao glanced at the little boy and continued: "But
The place I introduced to you is really good for you. They are now lacking in business. After you go, you will be reused with your experience, and there are many senior **.
He will also teach his senior ** combat skills so that he will have the power to defend himself in the future. Not only that, there are special casting and pharmaceutical masters. If your grandson has talent in this regard, you can also learn. "
When the old man heard, he was just a civilian, and he was just a civilian. He struggled for a lifetime. Although he earned some money, he could not face himself.
Even if he used his way to get a high -level level of his two sons, but the level of ** was too bad, making his son in his forties in his forties.
Some will not die under the hands of those in black.
And the reason why he moved from the original town to the Mask City was because his wealth caused the local strong to peek, so now he can provide the other party to provide high -level ** to his grandson, and he immediately will immediately immediately give himself a grandson.
Some heartbeat.
However, the old man also understands that the other party can provide such a good treatment, which is definitely not given in vain. When I asked Wen Hao, "I don't know what we need to pay?"
"I have already said just now that they are now a good player who needs to be in business. As long as you work for them, you don't need to pay anything else." Wen Hao smiled softly: "And you can't get anything now."
The old man's face was slightly changed, but he also understood that although he made a family business in his life, this family business was pretty good in the eyes of ordinary people, but he did not enter the flow at all compared with those big forces.
After thinking about it, the old man nodded in the end: "Okay, everything is troublesome."
"No problem." Wen Hao smiled clearly and said: "Wait for me first." Then, Wen Hao walked to those blacks that were killed by him, removed the hidden weapons on them, and put it into the arms.
In the middle, the old man buried the two sons who had died, and then took the old man to go back.
After half a day, Wen Hao came to a small town and arranged for the family of Wan family to rest for one night first. On the second day, Wen Hao took them to the local mercenary union to hire a well -known mercenary regiment escort
Wan Huarong's family went to Gaoyang, and Wen Hao continued to rush to Gaocheng.
After all, the time is not much from the auction. If Wen Hao personally escorts them back to Gaoyang City, it will be too late to participate in the auction. Compared with the Wan Huarong family, the seven -leaf grass is much more important. After all, that is the relationship.
Whether his disciples can become a generation of strong, so Wen Hao had to invite a mercenary regiment to escort them.