Qixia town catches the gods, patrolling the streets will become stronger

Chapter 10 Martial Arts Difficult, Wei Mansion Stands Up

Yan Ming immediately rummaged through the rest of the bandits.

Sure enough, two more small crossbows were found, which also had the words Luban Shenaxmen and Fenwuying.

It's just that the two bandits died too quickly just now, and it was too late to use them.

Yan Ming frowned and thought for a long time, then put away the three small crossbows.

After finishing all this, Yan Ming looked around to see that there was nothing missing, then came over and stretched out his hand to Zhou Hu.

Although Zhou Hu recovered a bit, his vitality was hurt, and he was still panting after a little movement, and the bruised wound on his heart was turned outwards, still bleeding.

Until now, Zhou Hu still finds it difficult to accept the fact that Yan Ming has become his savior!

There is an unreal sense of unreality.

Seeing Yan Ming reaching out his hand, Zhou Hu thought that the other party was kind and wanted to help him.

Just about to pick it up, but found nothing, Zhou Hu staggered, almost fell, and hurriedly stabilized his body.

Immediately, Yan Ming threw a string of ropes into Zhou Hu's hands, and said in an orderly tone.

"The iron arm can still move. Bind the remaining survivors together, and then walk with me."

Yan Ming's slightly sarcastic attitude made Zhou Hu a little annoyed immediately, thinking that Yan Ming had good intentions, and that his feelings were playing tricks on him!

But after thinking about it, Zhou Hu couldn't help laughing again.

The smile affected the wound, making him cough twice.

"Haha, that's all, Detective Yan, hurry up, Zhou is blind during the day, I didn't expect Detective Yan to be a real person, so Zhou accepted it, thank you Detective Yan for saving me!"

Although Zhou Hu had a bad temper, he was straightforward and said what he had to say.

Yan Ming who had said something also chuckled and waved his hands, and the atmosphere between the two of them immediately eased a lot.

Jianghu men are often like this, with the most affection and sex, awkwardness comes and goes quickly, sometimes a word and a bowl of wine, maybe the beam will be exposed.

Now that the battle is over, the rhythm has eased, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, the remaining bandits were tied up and strung together.

Niu Wanshan suffered from Shixiang Ruanjinsan, lost an arm, and had something stuffed in his mouth, so he could only groan.

"What is he trying to say?"

Seeing Niu Wanshan winking, Zhou Hu couldn't help asking casually.

Yan Ming: "Who knows? Maybe it's to protest that I stuffed his mouth with his bandit boy's sock."

Zhou Hu was speechless for a while, thinking to himself, you are still the bad guy.

The other five surviving bandits were also miserable, still howling helplessly.

When Zhou Hu had just tied them up, he murmured in his heart——

"This catcher Yan looks young, and he's quite ruthless. Look at that one, he was cut off, and that one, good guy, his legs are bent forward, and all the stubble is leaking out. It's useless..."

After the bandits were tied up.

The steward and servants of Wei's mansion were also called, and under Yan Ming's order, they tremblingly picked up the scattered bandit weapons, but they were so vomited by the bloody smell here.

"Wow, Big Brother Yan, you are really amazing! You are even better than Big Brother Bai! I admire you so much!"

"Tomorrow, I don't want to learn Jingtao Palm from Little Sister Guo, I want to learn knife skills from Brother Yan!"

Seeing that there was no danger, Mo Xiaobei also dragged Qiu Xiaodong to jump out.

It was just that Yan Ming immediately pulled them away, trying to keep them away from the bloody scene.

Fortunately, Mo Xiaobei was not afraid at all. Qiu Xiaodong, who was next to him, saw the corpses and blood on the ground, his face turned pale with shock, and he almost vomited out.

"Ugh……"

After everything was done, Zhou Hu sat down leaning on the cart, checked the wound on his heart, and then turned his face to look at the money on the cart with a complicated expression.

With a full 5000 taels of silver in front of him, Zhou Hu sighed for a while.

"What's the matter, Zhou Nursing House?"

Yan Ming came over and asked.

"Don't mention it, I'm in a panic. I wanted to make a fortune, but I almost played myself into it. Fortunately, Captain Yan came to help you."

After being rescued by Yan Ming and getting closer again, Zhou Hu seemed to have opened up a chatterbox for him, and immediately introduced the situation.

It turned out that Wei Yuanwai secretly traded with bandits in private, but Zhou Hu didn't agree. He noticed the abnormality and stopped him. On the one hand, it was because of responsibility, and on the other hand, it was actually for profit.

It's true that Zhou Hu is an elite disciple of the God Arm Sect, but the resources in the sect are limited. Every warrior who has reached the Qi and Blood Realm has to burn a lot of money and resources every step of the way, so he has to come out to be a nurse.

God Arm Gate also supports elite disciples to go out and expand their career paths.

Zhou Hu was the head of the Nursing Academy in Wei Mansion, but his salary was still not enough, far from supporting him to break through to the Second Heaven, so the blackmail of Heifengzhai this time was an opportunity for him.

If Member Wei spends money to eliminate disasters, then the money will be given to the bandits.

But if Zhou Hu can contact the God Arm Sect and send someone to settle the matter, then according to the rules, more than half of the money will be used as their reward, and the God Arm Sect can also become famous and have more cooperation with Wei Yuanwai .

And with Zhou Hu helping the door to attract such a large amount of business, his status can also rise with the tide.

"It's a pity that I lost to Niu Wanshan..."

Zhou Hu sighed again, with unwillingness.

It was only then that Yan Ming realized that it was no wonder Zhou Hu was so active and tried his best to prevent compromise with the bandits. So there was another consideration.

It seems that the journey of martial arts is not easy, and it is much more difficult than I imagined!
Others don't have a system like themselves, relying on their own efforts and opportunities, every step in the martial arts, they have to fight for those possibilities, the cruelty of which can be imagined.

The appearance of every strong man in the martial arts world has countless corpses under his feet.

Just listening to it feels very heavy.

I have conditions that others can't match, so I should take good care of them.

As his mind wandered, Yan Ming's martial arts heart became more determined.

Yan Ming fiddled with the silver taels in the box with his hands, but there was no greed in his eyes, and he let out a foul breath.

"Let's go, let's talk to Yuan Wai!"

-

The moon had already risen, and the high walls of Wei Mansion fell into silence. Most of the servants fell asleep, and there were a few crowing owls from time to time.

But in the main hall of Wei's mansion, the lights were still on, and Wei Jin, a member of the staff in a straight gown, paced back and forth, looking up from time to time, frowning slightly, as if worried.

"Master, don't worry. The butler has always been calm in his work, and since Heifengzhai has made a request, he will not break his promise. Don't worry too much."

A servant next to him was comforting.

"What do you know!"

Wei Jin was still anxious.

Just as he was talking, there was movement from the gate of the mansion outside.

"The butler must be back."

The servant said happily, and hurried out of the hall.

Sure enough, the housekeeper stood at the gate of the mansion, but his face was a little ugly.

"what happened?"

Wei Jin also came out and asked after seeing this scene.

But the housekeeper didn't answer, and Zhou Hu, who was on his side, wounded and bloodstained on his upper body, walked in.

Then Yan Ming's official boots stepped into Wei's house.

Looking back, the silver and goods he was about to deliver to Heifengzhai were pushed back intact, and on the last cart were several wounded Heifengzhai bandits.

Perhaps because they thought they were too noisy, Yan Ming gagged their mouths, and now they can only hum.

Injured and blood loss plus this toss, half of the five Heifengzhai bandits died, only Niu Wanshan was more energetic.

Accompanied by two children.

"This is……"

No matter Wei Yuanwai or the servants, they were all confused by this weird scene.

What's going on here?
Yan Ming was not polite, and without waiting for the other party to give way, he strode directly into the hall and sat down on the main seat without any politeness.

"Mr. Wei, first please ask someone in your family to run errands for me to pass on a message."

Saying that, Yan Ming asked Wei Jin to send people to Tongfu Inn and Qiu Yuanwai's mansion first, and said that Mo Xiaobei and Qiu Xiaodong had been found, and they would send the child back later.

Wei Jin hastily motioned for his servants to follow suit.

Then Yan Ming slapped the official knife on the table.

"Mr. Wei, please count the silver goods and see if there is any shortage."

"The bandits in Heifengzhai have no sincerity. They only sent Niu Wanshan, the second master, to collect the money, but they didn't bring your caravan buddy to exchange as agreed. Bring the money and goods back and avoid the loss."

"But Wei Yuanwai, the bandits you recruited this time almost took away Qiu Yuanwai's love son and shopkeeper Tong's sister-in-law, and even wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to enter the town to rob. I don't know if Wei Yuanwai has anything to say about this. "

"Besides Member Wei, bandits are at risk, so be careful if you do it privately!"

Yanming's tone was calm, but every sentence seemed to be thorny, with a huge amount of information.

After finishing speaking, Yan Ming just sat there, not urging the other party to answer.

But Yan Ming, who had just started the killing ring not long ago, had not dissipated the ferocity in his body at this time, giving people a clear sense of oppression.

The butler next to him hurried over, whispered something to Wei Jin, and briefly explained what had happened before.

While listening, Wei Jin kept scanning the official knife that Yan Ming slapped on the table, as well as the moaning and crippled bandits outside the door.

(End of this chapter)