The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 136

Zhao Yu asked Jin Yichuan to take the warriors from the headquarters to disperse, and he took Erha to the place where the disaster victims gathered alone.

"Come on, come here and let the uncle take a look!"

"Well, although this little girl is skinny, she looks pretty good..."

"What the hell, three corn buns are too few?!"

……

When Zhao Yu and Erha came to Yixiantian where the refugees gathered, they saw the periphery of Yixiantian, where people used sharp wood to build a ten-foot-high anti-horse fence.

There is a small opening in the middle of the horse rejection fence, and there are seven or eight strong men with big arms and round waists standing at the small opening, holding shining sabers in their hands.

The reason why the refugees gathered here was because behind the horse-rejecting fence, there were two baskets of steamed rice buns that had frozen hard.

Some hungry refugees sent their women or daughters-in-law here, and anyone who fell in love with those strong men could exchange three or five buns.

There are also some young and strong men who will be gathered up the mountain directly. Although it is a head-scratching job to become a bandit, but at this time, who cares about that? !

"Daddy, daddy, don't leave me, daddy..."

Just when Zhao Yu squeezed in with Erha, a strong man was picking up a ragged girl and walking towards the stall.

The thin girl was crying and struggling, looking at the thin man who was stuffing two steamed buns into his mouth not far away.

Seeing that the skinny man turned a deaf ear to his daughter's cries, he just kept stuffing the cornbread with mixed noodles with wild vegetables into his mouth.

Zhao Yu suddenly remembered that in a film and television drama in his previous life, a corrupt official who was as old as the past once said that when a person reaches this level, he is no longer a person...

Courtesy, integrity and shame, flesh and blood.

It's not as important as the choking Zamian steamed bread!

"Come on, come on, our cottage not only needs women of the right age, but also young adults under the age of 25. As long as you enter the cottage, you will have corn buns!"

At this moment, a burly man standing in the middle yelled vigorously at the refugees surrounding the fence.

Judging by that look, those who didn't know thought it was a market in Datong Prefecture!

yah...

At this moment, the woman who was carried by the strong man into the horse rejection fence struggled to fall off the shoulder of the strong man, and crawled towards the father who didn't even glance at her outside the horse rejection fence.

And the strong man was not angry when he saw the girl who was breaking free, he laughed and stepped forward, tearing off the girl's already thin clothes.

The strong and powerful arms wrapped around the woman's neck, lifted her up and pressed her against the horse fence. In broad daylight, she actually wanted to do something wrong.

"What, do you see how much my fellow is worth?"

Zhao Yu stood on tiptoe and held Erha by the collar to the outside of the fence, and asked the strong man holding the knife in front of him.

good guy...

The few people who returned to Longshan couldn't help but gasped when they saw Erha who was like an iron tower in front of them.

This guy is even scarier looking than their bosses.

Even the strong man holding the baby girl stopped, and looked towards Zhao Yu and the others.

After leaving the capital, Zhao Yu and others ran wildly all the way. Because of the heavy snow, the fox fur on Zhao Yu's body had already changed color.

The hungry victims, some bold ones will naturally gather a group of people to rob the big households.

This kind of thing can be seen every time there is a disaster, but Zhao Yu at this moment looks like a down-and-out son of a rich family who was looted by the disaster victims.

"Five...no, seven steamed buns!"

When the leader saw Erha, his eyes lit up immediately.

These days, a strong body is a skill, and the value of this big man's tendons is more than six or seven buns.

"Changed!"

Zhao Yu waved his hand, and said to the man in the stall.

Erha with a black thread... What the hell, I'm worth these seven or eight cornbreads?
"Come on, take this high-quality goods down!"

The man in the horse-rejecting pen let out a happy cry, then turned around and took out seven hard corn buns from the basket, and handed them to Zhao Yu.

Just when Zhao Yu took the cornbread, there were countless spitting sounds around him.

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be worth so much corn bread."

Holding the cornbread in his hands, Zhao Yu raised his head and said to the person in the horse rejection pen, "Show me this thing, how many cornbreads can I exchange for it?"

Zhao Yu reached into his bosom, took out the personal waist badge of Jin Yiwei Beisi Zhenfu envoy, and handed it over.

"One piece of brass waist card, count you as one...Jin Yiwei?!"

The man in the rejection horse pen was about to change the cornbread, but turned over the waist card and saw the words Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi on the front of Zhao Yu's waist card.

really……

When that person recognized the handwriting on the waist card, Zhao Yu completely concluded that these people in front of him are definitely not bandits!
This is not the future, the society where everyone can read.

Although it is not necessary to be from a noble family to study in such a big job, at the very least, those with a weak family background must not be able to pay for Shu Xiu.

And although the temple has a poor family in the imperial examination, this poor family is different from what Zhao Yu understood before.

Here, the poor family definitely does not mean the ordinary working people, but a certain economic foundation, and only those who have no official connections are worthy of being called the poor family!

"That's right, Jinyiwei Beisi Zhen Fushi's close-fitting waist badge, can you show me how much it is worth?"

Zhao Yu happily leaned forward and asked the man.

"kill!!"

Unexpectedly, after the initial shock, that guy directly pulled out the saber at his side, and slashed towards Zhao Yu's neck.

whoosh...

Before the man's horse-chopping knife came to Zhao Yu's eyes, a cold glow shot up in the distance, and a crossbow arrow pierced his left ear hole, and then pierced through his entire head.

rumbling...

The thunderous sound of horseshoes sounded, and everyone subconsciously turned around and looked over.

Not far away from the mountain depression, more than [-] officers and soldiers in soap robes came out on horseback.

Under the leadership of Jin Yichuan, the [-] warriors from the Supervisory Department headed towards the Juma Lane on Yixiantian's side with long and narrow waist knives in their hands.

Looking at the bandit whose head was pierced by a crossbow arrow and stared wide-eyed, Zhao Yu sneered and threw away the cornbread in his hand, and then drew out the embroidered spring knife from his waist.

"kill!"

The warriors from the Supervisory Division Headquarters, who came on horseback, jumped up on the back of the galloping horse one after another when they were [-] steps away from the horse-rejecting fence, and rushed towards the bandits running around with their knives.

"This... what kind of monsters are these?!"

The two leading guards who rushed over together, saw the superintendent wrestlers flying up one by one, their eyes widened instantly.

What made them even more horrified was that among the thirty warriors, more than half of them actually shot an inch of light from the waist knives they wielded!
"Roar!!"

Seeing that the fight had already started, Erha, who had been replaced by Zhao Yu, roared angrily, and pulled the man beside him who didn't even have time to put on his belt.

After punching the guy to the ground, Erha reached out and grabbed his ankle, and after a low growl, he tore the guy in half.

The blood splashed down from the sky, Erha, who was carrying two human legs, looked like an Abi Shura!
(End of this chapter)