Super Gene Mall

Chapter 704 Where are those gangsters?
"Master! There is a large group of people ahead. According to visual inspection, there are at least 200 people!"

A follower ran over in a panic, sweating profusely.

It was summer at this time, and the weather was extremely hot. After running for five miles, the entourage could no longer bear the exhaustion of his body, and passed out directly from heatstroke.

But at this time, no one could take care of him anymore, and everyone panicked.

On this remote official road, besides those gangsters, who else could there be?
"Young master, let's run quickly. We don't have weapons or guns, so we are no match for these bandits at all." Several people chattered, jumped into the carriage and packed their luggage, looking like they were about to run to the deep mountains to hide. look.

Zhao Jun's face was very ugly, but he got out of the car immediately, stabilizing the hearts of the more than 300 people.

He originally thought that it was unlikely that he would meet this group of gangsters. After all, his whereabouts were decided temporarily. In this hot weather, it is impossible for a large army of gangsters to guard the official road every day, right?

Even if there are a few gangsters, they can take care of them, or if there are twenty or thirty, they can be killed by Mu Tian. At that time, they will run away immediately, so that the gangsters will not be able to catch up.

But now, a large army of bandits is waiting for him in front of him!

The last trace of illusion in Zhao Jun's heart was shattered.

No matter how strong Mu Tian is, he can't be the opponent of more than 200 gangsters!
"Zhao Jun, there are traitors in your caravan." Mu Tian smiled slightly, jumped off the car, and stood beside Zhao Jun.

"Master Dao, now is not the time to pursue this matter, we have to find a way to leave first." Zhao Jun frowned.

There are traitors among them, this is a matter of fact, otherwise, how could these gangsters block him right in front?

The meeting was only five miles away, how could his dozens of carts of goods outrun the lightly packed gangsters?

Just talking for a while, maybe the distance between the two parties is more than a mile closer.

"Hahaha, since you paid me, I will naturally help you deal with these gangsters." Mu Tian patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder, stepped forward alone, and sat on the front carriage. Gently raised Erlang's legs.

"This wine has too many impurities. Compared with the good wines in the universe, it is still far worse." Mu Tian shook his head lightly, and casually threw the wine jug in his hand to a follower below.

"Reward you."

"Listen to me, these gangsters are not far away from us. Even if we run now, we probably won't be able to run very far. What we can do now is to unite!"

"There are only 200 of them, and we have 200. Although [-] of them have no weapons, they have a lot of wooden sticks. If these bandits want to take us down, they will have to suffer a lot of damage!"

Zhao Jun tried his best to stabilize people's hearts.

"They just want this batch of goods. I, Zhao Jun, decided to give it to them. I believe that those gangsters are not idiots. If they get the benefits, they will naturally let me go!"

After Zhao Jun said this, his followers gradually calmed down.

Thinking about it carefully, it is really what Zhao Jun said.

The gangsters are just for these goods, and all they want is to survive.

Since the two do not conflict, why run?
Fleeing in all directions, how can it be safe to gather together?
"Let's listen to the young master!" The attendants responded one after another. Those with knives drew out their knives to guard the surroundings, and those without knives teamed up to dismantle several carriage frames and gathered a lot of wooden sticks and the like.

With the weapon in his hand, his heart calmed down a little.

Zhao Jun also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this batch of goods is lost, it will be lost. The Zhao family can still afford to lose, but if these 300 people are gone, the loss will be too great for the Zhao family.

The compensation for these three hundred lives is much more valuable than these goods.

Mu Tian slightly smiled, but did not speak.

Zhao Jun is quite decisive in situations, and he is a natural leader.

If someone else said this, it would be the same as farting, but if it were Zhao Jun, it would be able to calm people's hearts.

Five miles is only a quarter of an hour for the gangsters who travel lightly and ride good horses.

After a while, more than 200 bandits confronted the 300 people led by Zhao Jun from afar.

"Young master, what should we do?" A servant tremblingly raised the wooden stick in his hand and looked at Zhao Jun with a pale face.

"Look at the situation." Zhao Jun took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

At the same time, Zhao Jun also repelled the few people who had been serving around him.

Zhao Jun is not a fool, his whereabouts leaked, there must be something wrong with his inner circle.

The others are farmers and have no chance of going out to inform.

The traitor is definitely among the five or six people around him.

If you don't keep a little distance at this time, and the traitor stabs you in the back, you are asking for trouble.

"Which one is the young master of the Zhao family! Come out and answer!" A middle-aged man in animal skin rode out, circled around in place a few times, and shouted at Mu Tian.

"It's me!" Zhao Jun rode out alone and faced the middle-aged man.

"I don't know what the boss wants to do when he stops my Zhao family's caravan? Is he bullying my Zhao family that there is no one?!" Zhao Jun was full of momentum, and he preempted the attack as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Hahaha~uh."

The mature man just laughed three times, and before he could speak, a branch was stuck in his throat.

"You..." The middle-aged man vomited blood, struggled twice, fell off his horse and died, his dilated pupils were full of refusal.

"Step!" The horse under him was frightened, neighed, and stomped on the head of the middle-aged man fiercely, crushing the head into a paste with one foot, and then galloped away.

"It's really long-winded, the villain still dares to laugh nonsense." Mu Tian looked at the body of the middle-aged man who had fallen off the horse, and slowly jumped off the truck.

Mu Tian wanted to watch the play at first, but he felt that something was wrong after watching it.

These thieves still have to come forward to bb to say a few words before fighting?
This is completely inconsistent with the sinister and vicious villain style.

"Dao Dao Dao Dao, you killed him?!" Before Zhao Jun could react, he looked at the head that had become a paste not far away, and his eyes were wide open.

"They killed the boss!"

The more than 200 gangsters in the rear stared furiously, their faces full of disbelief.

"Kill them and avenge the boss!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

A group of gangsters kept roaring, reined in their horses, let them go easily, and rushed frantically towards the caravan at a distance of 600 meters.

"Run!" Except for a few loyal guards, the followers were already in a mess, fleeing frantically around.

"You are really the stupidest group of bandits I have ever seen." Mu Tian snorted coldly, and a weak sonic ability radiated violently.

"Boom!" On the yellow ground, as if a tornado suddenly blew up, a layer of ground was blown up on the ground, and then it was directly rammed down like a heavy hammer.

The violent energy reaction was completed in just two seconds, and after two seconds, there was no trace of any human beings on the ground in front of him.

"Where are those bandits?" Zhao Jun rubbed his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and muttered in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)