Chapter 580
Some people plunged into the water, and some people were on the shore to pick up the bags. They moved very quickly, and there was only the sound of water and the sound of the bags hitting the ground.

After a while, the ground was full of bags filled with silver, and each bag was filled according to their requirements, not big, but heavy.

People on the road only accept unmarked real gold and silver, not cash receipts, only fools can accept cash receipts.

After each batch is caught, it will be transported away in batches according to the previous plan, spread out, and try to reduce the risk as much as possible.

Two boys on the shore loaded the freshly caught batch on a wheelbarrow. The cart was covered with oiled paper, so it would never leak. disappeared to the shore.

Two boys were transported away in each trip, and each trip went in a different direction. After the boys who had been in the water came ashore, they immediately changed into dry clothes and threw the wet clothes into the river to be washed away.

Uncle Ma was tense, and kept watching the disturbances in the main road, watching his side transport the silver away in an orderly manner, and he was a little relieved until the last batch.

He left the main road and rushed over, this last trip was with him and Wang San.

Wang San fished up the silver from the water, picked up a silver bag with one hand, and lifted it ashore with uncontrollable excitement on his face.

Uncle Ma took the silver and threw it directly onto the wheelbarrow, just about to pull Wang San up.

Wang Sandao: "There is still a bag down there, I'll go and get it, and we'll call it a day."

He was about to dive into the water.

Uncle Ma stopped him and said, "It's about the same time. The young master told us not to exceed an hour, so we don't want the bag. We'll come back when it's safe. If it's still there, we'll pick it up then."

It took more than half an hour to rush the silver here from the undercurrent, and it took them nearly three quarters of an hour to fish it out, and there was no longer any delay.

Wang San wiped his face in the water, wiped off the water drops on his face, and said in disapproval: "Uncle, if you don't fish it now, you will be washed away later, the Yongding River is so long, you will definitely not find it in the future." .”

Uncle Ma looked hesitant. He looked around, feeling a little uneasy.

Seeing this, Wang San immediately said: "Uncle, wait for me to go down and fish again, it will be very soon, and it will not be too late to keep it."

As he spoke, he plunged into the water again, and Uncle Ma didn't have time to stop him.

He secretly sighed, no matter what, it should be less than an hour, anyway, it will be their last trip, so let's go.

He adjusted the wheelbarrow head, made all the preparations, just waited for Wang San to come up, and then left the place of right and wrong.

Suddenly, he smelled something strange, the surrounding was too quiet, and something moved strangely.

He put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, lowered his waist, and walked slowly, holding the hand on the handle at his waist, slowly pulled out the knife, held it with both hands, and stared sharply in that direction.

Under the water, Wang San held his breath, touched the first place with his hand, touched it a few times, and when he touched one place, he immediately grabbed it and lifted it up, it was the bag of silver.

He was overjoyed in his heart, this was the last bag, and if he picked it up, this trip tonight would be successfully concluded!
The Guo family is very rich, this trip is a lot of money, enough for all the brothers to squander it.

He had already thought about it, and when he got back, he would have a bigger drink and eat a good meal.

Swimming out of the water, he excitedly said to the shadow on the bank: "Uncle, work is over!"

Said while swimming to the shore.

When he was about to go ashore, he threw the silver bag ashore with all his strength, but when he was about to climb up, he found something was wrong.

No one responded!

He stopped his movements, leaned out of the water and sank back, and tentatively said: "Uncle? I didn't listen to you just now, are you angry?"

Still no one responded.

Wang San's heart beat violently uncontrollably, and the soles of his feet hidden under the water began to repel water and float into the river.

He looked around, and everything around him was the same as before, except that Uncle Ma was missing.

Knowing that there must be something weird, he struggled several times in his heart, finally gritted his teeth fiercely, and swam back to approach the shore.

Even if it's not right, he still has to go ashore to see what's going on, find out where Uncle Ma is and if something went wrong!
When he was halfway up, a sound suddenly came from the grass on the bank, and a voice shouted hoarsely: "Third son, run away!"

It was Uncle Ma's voice!
Wang San was shocked: "Uncle!"

A few black shadows rushed out from the bushes on both sides at an extremely fast speed, running towards him, and a knife flew towards him.

Wang San's pupils shrank, and he kicked directly to the shore, using his strength to fly backwards.

With a "plop", he fell back into the water, and two knives were also stuck on the shore where he was originally.

He didn't care so much, and approached the shore again, shouting: "Uncle, how are you? Uncle!"

A struggling voice came from the grass: "Don't worry about me, go back and find..."

Accompanied by the sound of kicking and beating, and a muffled hum, Uncle Ma's voice came to an abrupt end.

"Shut up!" A vicious scolding voice came: "Trash, even everyone can't see it well."

Wang San's eyes turned red instantly: "God damn bastard bastard, if you dare to touch him, I will kill you, dig your ancestral graves, kill your grandma, and kill your whole family."

Several black shadows had already reached the shore closest to him, and two more knives flew over.

Wang San swam quickly, splashed the water, and dodged away, startled and anxious.

The voice from the grass came again, and said with a sneer: "The little yellow-haired thief dares to challenge this young master, this old thief is enough, kill him for me, whoever succeeds will be rewarded with 500 taels!"

"Yes, sir."

A few more black shadows sprang out, rushing towards the nearest shore to Wang San.

The first few black shadows didn't seem to know how to swim, and they lost a few knives in their hands, so they picked up stones on the bank and threw them into the water.

Wang San dodged left and right, very embarrassed, his mind was buzzing, and he recognized the voice: "Guo Neng!"

Guo Neng walked out from the bushes, bloodthirsty pleasure gushed from the bottom of his heart, and his face was full of ferocious smiles: "If you dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, I want you all to die!"

He has sent some of the guards to search the surrounding area, and he thinks there will be results soon. These thieves are cunning, and it doesn't matter if they can't be found. Keep.

Seeing the black shadows coming from behind, someone jumped into the water and swam towards him.

Three more people came out from behind Guo Neng, two were protecting him, and the other was dragging a person by the hand, and the one who was dragged to the ground was Uncle Ma.

Wang San's canthus was about to burst, and blood rushed to the top of his head. He pinched himself severely in the water to keep calm, and he no longer lost his mind and wanted to rush to the shore alone to save others.

He roared: "You wait for me!"

He plunged into the water, dived to the bottom and swam downstream.

(End of this chapter)

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