"This is unacceptable, military master. Brother Zhao was holding the money bag in his hand, as if he was holding a hot potato, and his face changed, "These are registered domestic slaves, and when the time comes, her master's family will take the deed and ask us for people, but we can't afford it." ”

They are really out of luck this time, originally they could have traveled for half a day to make a mistake, but something went wrong here, not to mention that this crazy woman had specially explained that they must not be taken away, even the other slaves must not have a mistake, otherwise if one is not good, it will reveal the secret of the mine, and no matter how much money they have, they will not be blessed.

Han Bin smiled at the corner of his lips, but he didn't smile, he stroked the short sword he carried with him with his right hand, and said casually: "Oh, since we don't want money, then we can only grab it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the hands of several other servants were touching his waist in unison, but before they could take out their dicks, suddenly a long whip swept over the crowd fiercely, and knocked their guns to the ground one by one.

The other people all looked at the scene in front of them in shock, and the shocking whiplash wound was left on the back of their right hand, and they all had palpitations and did not dare to speak again.

Han Bin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "See, our little brother stone, his brain is not bright, and the whip method is good, you either obediently take the money and leave, or just ......" As he spoke, his short sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the sword with a cold and cold light pointed directly at Brother Zhao's throat, "Leave your life here." He said something terrifying in a very gentle tone.

The servants were intimidated by their formidable momentum, and dared not object, and even the remaining slaves were taken with the money, and soon escaped without a trace.

In fact, it's no wonder that they are so panicked, if a slave loses a group, he will die, and this errand must not be handed over, so he simply runs away.

As soon as they fled, the slaves exploded and knelt down and begged for them to survive.

Han Bin turned around and wanted to inquire about his young marshal's meaning, but saw that Jiang Chengfeng was just staring thoughtfully at the stupid woman, and he didn't care about this side at all.

"Isn't it a fool?" Shi Lei put away the whip, lightly clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and approached to look at the woman, with a trace of displeasure on his face, thinking that this woman had just taken the initiative to entangle the young marshal, and they were all about to take her away, but she stood there ignoring people, and her eyes didn't know where to look.

Jiang Chengfeng didn't speak, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, and sure enough, seeing that she didn't react at all, his eyebrows were folded again, and he didn't care if she wanted to or not, he bent down, wrapped his big hand around her waist, and with a slight force, he scooped her onto the horse.

She was caught off guard, exclaimed, her head hit his chest, instinctively wanted to push him away, but the person was firmly imprisoned in his arms, and a reassuring faint scent of sandalwood lingered in her nose, which made her suddenly quiet.

"Let them go. He commanded lightly, and whipped his horse, but the speed was obviously much slower than before, as if he intended to take care of the woman in his arms.

After dealing with those slaves, Han Bin quickly followed them, but heard Shi Lei whisper to him: "Do you say that the young marshal misses ...... too much?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the two riders in front of him stopped again, and the woman who had just been quiet for a moment went crazy again, this time struggling so badly that Jiang Chengfeng had to turn over and dismount and put her on the ground.

"She seems to be addicted to smoking, in this wilderness, we don't have tobacco for her to smoke. Han Bin frowned and said, I felt that this woman was very troublesome, and it was better to give her a knife happily, which would also free her as soon as possible.

Jiang Chengfeng tightened his handsome face, and pressed her hard with both hands, trying to calm her down, but she was completely out of control, which was far more painful than the big smoker who was addicted to smoking.

His face sank, and he went down with a knife and stunned her directly.

Shi Lei was stunned again, his young marshal has always been resolute and resolute, he knows this, but giving such a heavy hand to a weak woman really makes him accept incompetence.

Jiang Chengfeng didn't look at him, and hugged the woman to the horse again, and said in a light tone: "Continue to hurry." ”

In the evening, they finally stopped in front of a house on the outskirts of the city, and the soldiers at the gate saw Jiang Chengfeng, hurriedly greeted him, led the horse for him, and said with a happy face: "Young marshal, you are here, Staff Officer Lin has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Jiang Chengfeng strode into the door of the mansion, called a maidservant, pointed to the woman lying on horseback and said, "Find a doctor to take a look at her, and by the way, give her a bath and change into clean clothes." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the clothes on his body, and found that the originally neat military uniform had been stained with rustic smell because of the non-stop rush for several days, and it also brought some of the moldy smell on the woman's body.

But they didn't have time to think about it, because the soldier's staff officer Lin had already received the news and respectfully invited them into the hall.

"Where's the gift list?" Jiang Chengfeng asked straight to the point as soon as he sat down.

Staff Officer Lin hurriedly asked someone to present him with the gift list that had been prepared for him to see.

Jiang Chengfeng looked at it from top to bottom, and after reading ten lines at a glance, he took a pen and sketched it a few times, and threw it to him again, "It's too much, just send half of it." ”

Staff Officer Lin took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but change his face, "Young marshal ......" he was a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate, they don't buy such a generous gift, this is ......"

"They don't buy it because they are afraid of Jiang Dujun, and it is useless to give more gifts, just these meanings. ”