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Of course, the most important thing is that this masked man has no subordinates, even if he stands alone in the middle of the official road, which seems a bit unreasonable.

In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Zhao Yuan decided to wait and see what happened.

The masked man saw a group of businessmen frightened, and was very proud. The hand holding the iron bar suddenly exerted force, lifted the iron bar, and slammed it hard on the ground. It was inserted into the official road with a hard roadbed, at least a foot, the ground shook, and at the same time, it seemed as if a tornado swept past, and the dust was stirred up.

Musha!

Zhao Yuan was stunned.

He felt the breath of the warrior.

In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't have any idea about warriors, but he had an extremely keen sixth sense, and he felt the same aura as the black-faced god from this masked man.

Of course, compared to the majestic aura of the black-masked god, this masked man seemed a bit insignificant.

The masked man stuck an iron rod into the official road, strode to the front of the carriage, looked down at the crowd, and finally, his eyes fell on the two coachmen whose legs were like sifting chaff.

"Just these few people?" The masked man lifted a coachman in the air with one hand, and stared at the coachman fiercely with a pair of leopard eyes.

"There... and... two... no, no... three... two women... a sick old man..." The coachman stammered, not daring to lie.

"Let them down!"

What surprised Zhao Yuan was that the masked man didn't approach the carriage, but signaled the coachman to call the people in the carriage down.

Is he afraid of sneak attack?

Feeling the vigilance and tense muscles of the masked man, Zhao Yuan couldn't help laughing. The bandit looked courageous, but he was very guilty.

The coachman didn't dare to disobey the masked man's words, hurried into the carriage, and called the mother, daughter and the sick old man out of the carriage.

The old man got out of the car first, his old eyes were dim, and he didn't know to be afraid at all. After getting out of the car in a daze, he slumped on the ground to rest, his shriveled chest heaving sharply, as if he would collapse to death at any time.

The masked man seemed to be taken aback, he quickly picked up the old man, put him on the chair where the coachman was sitting, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, muttered a few words, as if to say something "Unlucky" or something like that.

Then, the mother and daughter also got out of the car.

Xiaocui was also very scared, her legs were weak and her face was pale. However, she still kept Zhao Yuan's words in mind, no matter what happened, she should not be surprised, calm and calm.

After Xiaocui helped her mother get out of the car, she restrained her fear and looked up at the masked man.

At this time, Xiaocui, because she was getting closer and closer to Heishui City, had already changed out of her casual clothes. She was wearing a light purple long dress, her hair was coiled up high, and she looked elegant, dignified and beautiful. Her fair neck was set off by purple. Under it, it looks even more smooth and slender, white and delicate, like ivory carvings, extremely beautiful and moving.

The masked man was suddenly bewildered and forgot to speak, just stared at Xiaocui blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

A very strange scene appeared in front of a group of businessmen and Zhao Yuan. The masked big man stood in front of the petite and exquisite Xiaocui with a body like an iron tower. He was a few heads taller, like a big bear, forming an extremely strong visual impact. People subconsciously thought of Beauty and the Beast.

Xiao Cui was terrified by the stupid gaze of the masked man, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuan. At this time, Zhao Yuan was also looking at her. Seeing Xiao Cui looking over, he immediately smiled and clenched his fists to cheer up Xiao Cui.

Seeing Zhao Yuan's smile, Xiao Cui felt much better immediately, she stroked her chest lightly, and seemed to be relieved.But Xiaocui didn't know that her chest touching action made the masked man fly out of his wits, and his whole body went limp.

After more than a month of getting along, Xiaocui has already trusted Zhao Yuan extremely.

Strictly speaking, Zhao Yuan has become Xiaocui's spiritual support.

"Do you have parents?" Xiaocui summoned up her courage and looked up at the masked man.

"……Have."

"Do you have siblings?"

"Have."

"Do you have a wife and children?"

"No."

"..." Xiaocui was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and continued to ask, "If your parents and brothers and sisters know that you are a robber, will they be disappointed?"

"No, they'll be happy."

"Ah..." Xiao Cui originally prepared a long speech to convince the masked man, but knowing that the other party didn't play cards logically, she was immediately dumbfounded.

"You want to convince me not to be a robber?" The masked man obviously understood what Xiao Cui meant.

"Yes." Xiao Cui took a deep breath and tried her best to show her calmness.

"If you marry me, I won't be a robber." The masked man looked at Xiaocui with hope.

"Sorry, I'm already engaged." Xiao Cui shook her head.

"Hmm..." The masked man suddenly looked disappointed.

"Why do you want to be a robber?" Xiao Cui asked.

"I want everyone to know that I, Qiu... I am a brave man!" The masked man slapped himself on the chest fiercely, revealing his fierce look.

"If you are not a robber, you are not a man?"

"...This...everyone says it's not..." Ai Ai, the masked man, said.

"The robbers who rob houses are not necessarily real men. Only those soldiers who dare to kill the enemy on the battlefield and dare to shroud their bodies in horse leather are the real men! You covered your face and carried an iron rod, bullying us, the old and the weak Disabled women and children, what kind of man are you!" Xiaocui said sharply, forgetting her fear.

"I, I..." The masked man was sweating on his forehead when Xiao Cui said.

"Look, that old man's nose is bleeding, are you worthy of your conscience?" Xiao Cui pointed at the dying old man in the carriage and said.

"Bleeding... ah... bleeding..."

The masked man followed Xiao Cui's fingers, and sure enough, the old man might have moved his body, got a little frightened, had a seizure, and blood flowed out of his nose.

An unexpected scene appeared, the masked man glared at the old man, and then his body fell straight, with a "plop", his heavy body fell heavily to the ground, and passed out.

All the people looked dull.

Even Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded, he didn't understand why the masked man suddenly fainted.

"I know, he's dizzy with blood, he'll faint whenever he sees blood," said a fur trader.

People suddenly realized.

Several men hurriedly helped the old man with a nosebleed into the car, and worked together to drag the masked man out of the car to the shady side, letting him rest against the wheels.This delay, everyone used all their breastfeeding strength. This masked big man is really too heavy, at least close to three hundred catties.

During a while of busy work, the black cloth on the masked man's face also fell off, revealing a rough yet handsome face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but also majestic, which matched his figure very well.

"How to do?"

Everyone looked at the big man lying on the ground, each of them was helpless.