My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The roads among the mountains are difficult to travel. The predecessors and hunters opened up the mountain roads, and later generations followed their footsteps and traveled on the mountain roads.

Kuang Dao was like a puppet, walking in front without feeling tired or pain.

He held Chen Lijiu's machete in one hand and his own sword in the other, waving his hands continuously like an automatic lawn mower, cutting down the thorns and barbs on the mountain road.

Zhang Hao walked in the middle, while Chen Lijiu and his men followed beside him, carrying large and small bags on their backs.

The sun is very hot and the sun is shining brightly on our heads.

The faces of Chen Lijiu and others were covered in sweat, but they did not find it unbearable; instead, they were extremely excited.

"Boss, if we can solve the human trafficking case, would that be considered meritorious service?"

"Boss, we didn't actually commit a serious crime. We did participate in a few robberies because we were young and ignorant, but we were only accomplices. We were not the ones who killed people.

Besides, we have been honest and upright over the years and have not committed any other crimes. Do you think we can be spared from prison?"

"Boss, I don't want anything after I get out. I just want to be by your side and serve you."

The three of them were talking with saliva flying, and when they saw that Zhang Hao remained silent, they couldn't help but get a little anxious.

The two bosses patted Chen Lijiu on the shoulder and winked at him.

Chen Lijiu looked at the two of them helplessly, feeling a little depressed.

You can't be so hasty in doing things. If the gentleman wants to save them, he will naturally save them. If he doesn't, there will be no good result even if you force the question.

These two people just don't understand this truth, so they have never caught Zhang Hao's attention.

He simply pretended not to hear what the two said and continued to follow Zhang Hao.

Seeing that Chen Li ignored them for a long time, their faces suddenly turned pale, but they didn't dare to mention it again, fearing that they would make things worse and cause Zhang Hao's dissatisfaction.

The two walked for a while and found that Chen Lijiu in front of them suddenly stopped.

"Chen Lijiu, what happened up ahead?"

The boss and his two companions were following behind, so they couldn't see the conditions of the mountain road ahead.

Chen Lijiu shook his head, slowly put the luggage on the side of the road, then pulled out a new weapon from his waist.

This guy looks honest, but the weapons in his hands are more fierce than the other.

"There's a problem ahead."

Chen Lijiu said in a low voice, and used the hand holding the big knife to push Kuang Dao's back.

Kuang Dao has turned into a puppet. Although he is still alive, his consciousness is sealed. His body is now controlled by Zhang Hao. He does whatever Zhang Hao asks him to do.

Following Chen Lijiu's actions, Kuang Dao seemed to have been turned on, and a smile appeared on his numb face again, but his hands were still holding the big knife.

He walked forward step by step and came to the fork in the road ahead.

"Young men, I'm already here, why don't you come out?"

Kuang Dao said slowly, his voice had a slight ups and downs, but it was careless and natural.

Kuang Dao's words echoed in the mountains.

There was a movement in the surrounding weeds, and a head popped up. This person was tall, but as timid as a mouse. He hid in the weeds and did not show his body at all.

He stared at Kuang Dao for a long while, as if to confirm Kuang Dao's condition. He suddenly said, "I don't know what he thought of.
"Boss, it's not that the brothers don't trust you, but the brothers have their heads tied to their belts, so they have to be careful. You didn't say the right password. According to your logic, as long as you say the wrong password, even you can't do it."

In the bushes on the mountain, there were even more eyes staring at Kuang Dao.

Upon hearing this, Chen Lijiu cursed in his heart, his mind was thinking frantically, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the tea stall owner.

Although the tea soup boss is well-informed, how could he possibly get the contact code that involves his life and property?
Thinking of this, the tea stall owner's eyes flashed slightly, but he suddenly rushed forward, picked up Kuang Dao's big knife, pointed at the weeds around him, his face full of ferocity.

"Open your eyes wide and take a look at who the boss is. It is a blessing for you for several lifetimes that the boss is willing to come to see you. How dare you use the password to restrict the boss?"

"Boss Kuang Dao, we brothers will stay at the back. As long as you give the order, we will rush forward and kill these guys!"

"Boss, please say something. These people must have betrayed me. They said they needed the password, but in fact, they were clearly disobeying orders. There is no need to show mercy to these traitors."

The teahouse owner chattered a lot and leaned close to Kuang Dao's ear, as if listening to Kuang Dao's orders.

His performance was so superb that he actually scared the sturdy man.

The man looked terrified and trembling all over. He jumped out of the bushes, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"Boss, it's not that we brothers want to betray, it's just that the new guy is too powerful. He killed one third of our brothers and said that if we don't surrender, he will eat us all. We have no choice but to protect ourselves."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a flash of cold light coming from above and instantly piercing his neck.

The tea stall owner looked coldly at the weeds, the big knife in his hand was covered in blood.

"Listen to me, the boss has already given the order. If you turn around now, you can still forgive the past. But if the boss speaks in person, you will no longer have the chance to beg for mercy."

Hearing this, everyone whispered to each other, as if they were discussing countermeasures.

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, causing people around to exclaim in surprise.

"Don't be fooled. There's something wrong with this guy. He's not Kuang Dao at all."

The brothers, who had just relaxed a little, were suddenly shocked.

"What nonsense are you talking about, little brat? Do you believe that if I chop you up right now, the boss won't blame me?"

The tea stall owner gritted his teeth and looked coldly at the man who was speaking, wishing he could cut him into pieces.

He almost succeeded just now, but he didn't expect that as soon as this guy opened his mouth, he scared everyone back.

These little brothers on the mountain road are like domestic pigs in a pigsty.

It is better to scare someone with a knife than to coax or praise him.

He had been in the Valley of Evil for a long time, so he naturally knew what these people were worried about.

The only thing they were most worried about was whether Kuang Dao was the real person.
As long as this condition is met, there is nothing else to discuss. It will come out sooner or later anyway.

The man's words made all his efforts go to waste.

The man stared at Kuang Dao coldly and pointed at the other big knife in Kuang Dao's hand.

"You can fool others, but you can't fool me. The boss would never hold a knife like this."

One of his younger brothers died, but he didn't care at all.

In other words, no one in the Valley of Evil has ever cared about their brothers. Everyone is out here to seek revenge and has a blood debt on their shoulders. It doesn't matter who dies, as long as they don't die.

The tea stall owner looked at Kuang Dao. The way Kuang Dao held the knife was very strange.

With his left hand, he pressed the blood groove button on the top of the handle. As long as he pressed it lightly, a notch would appear on the knife. When it pierced into the human body, it would create a groove and bleed. The wound would be a laceration and could not be healed at all.

Although this sword has locked the mechanism, the way of holding the sword is a little different.

The tea stall owner had observed Kuang Dao's hand holding the knife. When Kuang Dao held the knife, there would be a centimeter or two of space on his hand.

In this way, when Kuang Dao holds the knife, once he fights against someone, he can reduce the impact on the tiger's mouth.

Every experienced killer would do this. But perhaps Zhang Hao didn't pay attention and missed this detail.

He resumed thinking, trying to find a reasonable explanation, but at this moment, he saw Kuang Dao take a step forward.

Kuang Dao did not say anything, but walked directly towards the person who spoke, slowly raised the knife in his hand, and threw it in front of the other person.

"pick it up."

Kuang Dao said calmly, his voice full of indifference and murderous intent.

The man's expression changed slightly.

"Now that I've exposed your identity, do you want to kill me to silence me?"

"Didn't you say that I was holding the knife wrong? Pick up the knife and let's fight.

Let other brothers see if I am real.

If I lose, I'll chop off one of your arms. If I win, I'll chop off half of your body."

Kuang Dao smiled ferociously, with a strong murderous look on his face.

Hearing this, all the brothers took a deep breath.

The tone is similar to the boss' temper. He says he will lose, but never takes it seriously. He only thinks about taking something from the opponent if he wins.

Isn't this really the boss?
They began to doubt and could not help but look at the person who spoke, only to see that his face had become even paler, but he still insisted.

Begging for mercy at this time would be a very bad idea. The only way to save his life is to expose Kuang Dao's identity.

After realizing this, he took a deep breath, which puffed up in his chest, then rushed towards Kuang Dao with the knife in hand.

Kuang Dao's hand extension is very good, and he has reached the pinnacle of knife-holding skill, otherwise he would not be called Kuang Dao.

The two men fought, Kuang Dao stood still, while the man next to him kept changing his posture and moving around.

Although the knife in his hand was also very sharp, compared with the mad knife, it was a bit more complicated and less precise.

Everyone looked at him silently, and gradually a hint of realization appeared in their eyes.

"Look, the boss's knife-wielding hand never left his body from beginning to end. This shows that the boss was just defending and had no intention of killing."

"I've always heard that the boss is the best with a knife in the world, but I didn't expect him to be even more terrifying than the legend says."

"Everyone, take a closer look. Why do I feel like the boss didn't use any strength at all? Is he holding back on his strength?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They were all ready to kill him, but the boss still had 70% of his strength left.

They watched carefully, and after a moment, they couldn't help but nodded.

It was exactly as this person said. The boss did not use his second hand from beginning to end. He just held the machete flatly. Even every strike of the machete was not aimed at the opponent's vital points.

This set of actions can only prove one thing, that the boss said he was going to kill someone just to scare the other party.

The boss just wanted to verify this person's strength.

When killers fight, they will leave no room for the other party. Once they leave room for the other party, it is equivalent to giving up killing and just fighting for the sake of learning.

Zhang Hao looked at the other person silently, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.

The man in front of him had the same swordsmanship as Kuang Dao, but he looked a bit immature. He should be one of Kuang Dao's disciples.

No wonder this person knew all of Kuang Dao's moves and directly asserted that Kuang Dao had been replaced.

If you still can't see the problem when facing your own master, then you're screwed.

However, this person probably didn't realize that whether Kuang Dao lived or died depended on his thoughts.

Zhang Hao controlled Kuang Dao, not only his body, but even his memory.

And Kuang Dao's method of using a knife is derived from his understanding of swordsmanship.

When a master beats his apprentice, even if the apprentice is better than the master, his experience is not as good as the master.

For a moment, the man was beaten by the mad knife for a long time, and his whole body was trembling.

"What else do you have to say?"

Kuang Dao said calmly.

Upon hearing this, the man immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings. I have just questioned you, and I beg you to punish me."

After saying this, he raised the sword with both hands and presented it respectfully.

He thought that Kuang Dao would take action, but he didn't expect Kuang Dao to just glance at him, then put away the sword, and then said lightly:

"With your skills, you are not even qualified to be killed by me. Go back and improve yourself. Come and compete with me next time."

The master really had no intention of hurting himself.

The man did not hesitate any longer. After kowtowed several times with great respect, he stood beside Kuang Dao. He still held Kuang Dao's sword, but the murderous look on his face was already directed at his brother.

"Listen to me, you must do whatever my master says. If anyone dares to question my master, I will be the first to disagree!"

Yang Jinku roared, scanning the crowd coldly and taking in everyone's expressions.

Everyone walked out of the bushes and stood on the mountain road in fear, waiting for Kuang Dao's inspection.

After Kuang Dao checked around, he frowned.

“The number of people is wrong.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Jinku nodded helplessly.

"Master, there is no way, all of us brothers are unreliable.

Less than three days after that strong man arrived, one-third of the people left the team and joined the other side. We had a hard time organizing these people. "

Talking about this matter, Yang Jinku still felt a little unhappy.

"Master, that kid didn't take you seriously. I clearly mentioned your name, but he never gave me face. If it weren't for my brothers fighting desperately to escape, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen you."

In front of his own master, he said whatever he wanted, even saying that he was no match for this man.

Although Kuang Dao is a puppet, relying on the short-term memory in his brain, Zhang Hao is able to play the role of this master vividly.

After Zhang Hao asked Kuang Dao to say a few polite words, he immediately asked him to lead the way.

Everyone was happy to return home. Although they were surprised by the unfamiliar faces behind Kuang Dao, no one thought much about it.

From the beginning to the end, apart from Kuang Dao, the only people who paid attention to were Chen Lijiu and the tea stall owner.

In their eyes, Zhang Hao was just a small follower who was not good at talking.

However, they don't know that the real master behind the scenes is only Zhang Hao. (End of this chapter)