Practice begins with collecting character cards

Chapter 65 Deadline
"The head of the sect fought earth-shatteringly with the two heads of the Yellow Turban Village before. I have heard about it for a long time. Now that I see it, it is really unparalleled." Seeing this, Xu Rushan also said polite words.

This flattery also made Wang Mang laugh out loud, and it was obvious that he was very useful.

"Today the leader brought so many people, let's explain clearly what he wants to do." Xu Rushan changed the subject.

Wang Mang glanced to one side.

One of the monkey-faced people with narrow eyes understood, took a step forward and said with a light cough.

"The Storm Gang will live here for a long time from now on, and today they are here to visit their neighbors, and by the way, they are also here to ask for mutual help."

As the man said, the faces of the villagers gradually became ugly, and many young people had already gritted their teeth.

This so-called mutual help sounds good, but it is actually just like the bandits in Huangjinzhai to collect protection fees.

It's just that bandits are more simple and rude, they are a little more tactful.

In the name of helping each other, they protect the fields for the villagers, drive away wild animals, and distribute some grain when the harvest is over.

As a matter of fact, the fields in Xujia Village are close to the village, and there are very few wild animals that visit them in normal times. Even if there are, they are driven and protected by the village's own security personnel, so there is no need to outsource this work.

To put it bluntly, this is strong buying and strong selling.

Xu Rushan said with a bit of embarrassment, "It's not that the leader doesn't want to cooperate with you, it's just that after the autumn harvest, several heads of the Yellow Turban Village will also come to collect food, and then there will be no surplus food in the village to give to the leader."

Hearing Xu Rushan's evasion, Wang Mang's face suddenly turned cold, and he snorted softly: "This is a matter between you and Huangjinzhai, I don't care about it, I just talk about cooperation with you.

how?This food can be harvested by the Yellow Turban Village, but my Kuangfeng Gang can't harvest it?
Now that the dry season has not yet passed, I also know that you have no food, so let’s forget about this dry season. During the autumn harvest, how much will the Yellow Turban Village take away, and how much I want from the Kuangfeng Gang, and a grain of rice missing is all for my Kuangfeng Gang disrespectful! "

In a few words, Wang Mang showed his domineering and ruthless side, without any scruples about the life and death of the village.

Clang!
Seeing all the people in the village staring angrily, Wang Mang took two steps forward, slashed his sword in front of everyone, and swept everyone coldly.

"Or, if any of you feel dissatisfied, come here, as long as you can pass a few tricks in my hands, forget about it."

As soon as this remark came out, many young people in the village became enthusiastic.

Even Xu Guping clenched his fists, wishing he could kill this guy immediately.

Xu Dajun moved his body, as if he wanted to go out to challenge the head of the Kuangfeng Gang, but Xu Rushan stopped him with his hand.

He is very clear that the opponent's copper-skin level body training strength is there, and there is no one in their village who is his opponent.

Even when Xu Dajun went to battle, he was basically paid for nothing.

The opponent's methods are so vicious, it is impossible to hold back in a duel, if you go, you will die!

Xu Rushan originally wanted to stir up conflicts between the Kuangfeng Gang and the Yellow Turban Village, but this Wang Mang was not entirely reckless, and had no intention of fighting the Yellow Turban Village.

In the end, the Storm Gang left after another round of bragging rights was issued.

A layer of cloud over Xujia Village has not dissipated yet, and now another layer of cloud is thickening.

Yellow Turban Village and the Storm Gang.

"It's time to come." Xu Erkai sighed secretly, this was something they could have expected.

"It sounds like they went to Zhoujia Village before they came to us, and they probably are in the same situation as us." After all the villagers dispersed, Xu Xingzhi said.

"Before the autumn harvest, we must think of a way. If they really take away so much food, the village will undoubtedly have a very sad winter." Xu Dajun said in a deep voice.

"Fortunately, at least before the autumn harvest, I don't think they will make any more moths."

This means that starting tomorrow, the village can resume daily hunting, and presumably there will be no more large-scale attacks.

"Before the autumn harvest?" Xu Gu'an thought to himself while walking towards the house.

Due to the difference in the soil environment and the grain itself, the planting rules in this world are also very different from those in his previous life.

As long as the climate is suitable, the seeds of different grains are basically harvested once a month in the shortest period, and once in two or three months in the longest period.

As long as it is well maintained, it grows fairly quickly.

Therefore, the autumn harvest in the villages of this world is actually to plant seeds around the end of September and early October after the dry season, and then complete the harvest before the official winter in December.

The next time the Yellow Turban Village and the Storm Gang will come back will probably be around the beginning of December.

Xu Gu'an had some thoughts in his heart, and he silently set a three-month period for himself.

During this period, he wants to improve his strength as much as possible, complete a wave of eradicating evil and eradicating evil when Qiushou arrives, and make an end with the Yellow Turban Village and the Storm Gang!
For other people, this is naturally impossible. After all, what can be done in just a few months.

But Xu Gu'an is different, he has his own reliance.

In a single dry season, he can still reach his current level of strength, and no one can predict how much he can improve in a few months.

When they got home, their parents were still talking about the food collection of the Storm Gang, and it was obvious at a glance that they were very worried.

This dry season has not yet completely passed, and the problem of food shortage has become a headache again this winter.

"Father and mother, don't worry too much. There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. I believe there will be a solution at that time." Xu Gu'an comforted, but it didn't help much.

After all, this incident will not just pass away, and the heavy haze covering the village will not just dissipate.

Xu Guping continued to practice boxing at the door in silence, his expression extremely focused.

If he wants not to be bullied, the only key is to become stronger once and for all, and he knows this very well.

Xu Gu'an returned to his back room, unloaded his equipment, and took out his mobile phone to check.

Sure enough, a prompt message that just popped up is still there.

[Ding, the new copy of the Storm Gang has been opened, please check it yourself! 】

A new copy is opened.

Although Xu Gu'an hadn't cleared the bandit dungeon in Huangjinzhai yet, his third dungeon was suddenly opened now.

And the way to open it is similar to opening the Yellow Turban Village before.

They all came into contact with the key figures in the dungeon, and then got opened.

Click on the copy interface, and a luminous path appears from his location again, extending roughly all the way to the west.

Not surprisingly, the end point is the long-standing mob land in the eastern suburbs and western regions.

Now it is the lair of the Storm Gang.

[Dungeon: Storm Gang]

[Difficulty: Level [-]]

【Whether to enter】

Tap and click, and the difficulty information will pop up, which is the same as the first-level copy of Huangjinzhai.

The new dungeon opened, of course he wanted to try it for the first time, and he hadn't used the three opportunities to download the dungeon today.

A cloud of mist dissipated, and the camera kept zooming in.

Soon, a bare and somewhat familiar plain appeared in front of my eyes, which was the eastern suburbs.

Presumably it should be the western part of the eastern suburbs.

(End of this chapter)