Chapter 18: Rushing to Wing City

"Hmph, so you're hiding here!" A voice sounded behind him, and Zhang Hao turned around in a drunken daze, but it turned out to be Mo Shaoyun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is that you? Can I help you? ”

Mo Shaoyun slowly paced over, swept Zhang Hao from head to toe, and said: "Now, without the eldest brother to protect you, you are just a waste, and the prize of the hunting competition is not something that a waste like you can have." ”

As he spoke, he threw out a piece of silver, landed at Zhang Hao's feet, and said, "Give you some silver to buy wine to drink, you only deserve to drink this inferior wine." ”

There was an emotion fermenting in Zhang Hao's heart, he was sentenced to life and death by the immortals just now, and he was ridiculed by everyone, which made Mo Shaoyun like a clown jumping off the beam, wanting to steal his own things.

"I'm sorry, I didn't plan to sell," Zhang Hao held back the emotions in his heart, got up and walked away, but was stopped again.

"I'm sorry, you seem to have made a mistake, I'm not here to ask for your opinion, I'm just here to get back what belongs to the Mo family," Mo Shaoyun sneered and said.

"You are not qualified enough," Zhang Hao forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, if it weren't for the face of the Mo family, he wouldn't waste saliva with Mo Shaoyun at all, even if he didn't have internal qi, but he asked about his combat strength, which was no worse than Mo Shaoyun in the early stage of congenital life.

"What did you say?!" Mo Shaoyun didn't expect that Zhang Hao would dare to talk to him like this, and he was a little stunned.

"I said that you are not qualified enough to order me," Zhang Hao said in a deep voice: "If there is nothing else, please let go." ”

"You're looking for death!" Mo Shaoyun was annoyed and angry, and punched Zhang Hao in the face.

Zhang Hao's emotions were suppressed to the extreme, so he couldn't hold back any longer, and with a move of Tiger Bone Fist, holding the shadow of the Tiger Roaring Fist, he slammed into Mo Shaoyun's fist.

"Ahh In terms of the hardness of the fist, where is Mo Shaoyun's opponent Zhang Hao, his hand was broken suddenly, and he lay on the ground and groaned.

Seeing that Mo Shaoyun was injured, Zhang Hao suddenly sobered up halfway, walked out of the restaurant, and rushed to Mojiazhuang.

An hour later, the distraught Zhang Hao walked to Mojiazhuang, but saw a team of carriages and horses at the gate of the village, and many people were carrying goods on the car.

"Zhang Hao, you're finally back," Fang Ping's expression was a little stern when he saw Zhang Hao.

"Could it be that the Mo family wants to arrest me and punish me, what should I do?" Zhang Hao's heart beat a drum, and his body suddenly stopped.

"The head of the family has an order, ordering me to accompany you to escort the caravan to Yicheng." Fang Ping said.

"With the order, I will definitely complete this mission properly." Zhang Hao knew that Mo Yunyang must have known about Fang Cai for a long time, and he wanted to let himself go out to avoid the limelight.

"Now the caravan is loading, and it will be ready to leave in a while, so you can go and talk to your family." Fang Ping said.

Hurriedly saying goodbye to his mother and sister, Zhang Hao and Fang Ping, as well as more than twenty other guards, escorted more than a dozen carts and slowly left Mojiazhuang.

In the Mo family's compound, Mo Yunyang was sitting in the hall drinking tea, and there was an old man next to him, with anger on his face, it was the second master Mo.

"You said that there is something important to discuss, this is to break the account of this tea shop rice shop?" Second Master Mo almost roared.

"Second uncle, don't be too angry, are the seven things that open the door still important? It's not easy to be at home," Mo Yunyang said with a smile.

"You don't delay me time, you won't know what Zhang Hao has done," Second Master Mo roared.

"It's normal for the two of them to be injured in a fight, not to mention that it was Shaoyun's hand that made the first move," Mo Yunyang said.

"So what, a subordinate dares to make a move against the owner, this is the following offense! What's more, that bastard also broke Yun'er's hand! Second Master Mo scolded.

Mo Yunyang bowed his head and said nothing when he heard this, just drinking tea. At this time, a martial artist walked in at the door and whispered in Mo Erye's ear for a while.

"What! It's good that you Mo Yunyang actually helped outsiders and deceived the old man! "Second Master Mo heard that Zhang Hao had rushed to Yicheng with the caravan, but he didn't know that it was Mo Yunyang's ghost.

"Second uncle, this task is a bit urgent, but the matter is urgent, and I will punish him well when Zhang Hao comes back." Mo Yunyang put down the teacup and said.

"Hmph, he's going to come back with a fart!" Second Master Mo's face was red, and he scolded: "If I find him, I will definitely abolish his hands and feet!" ”

With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

At this time, the Mo family caravan had already walked dozens of miles away and entered the barren mountains and mountains without people.

"In the night of Xia Lizi," the leader of the caravan greeted Zhang Hao and Fang Ping with his fists.

This person was the leader of the caravan, and he was not familiar with Zhang Hao and Fang Ping.

Zhang Hao and Fang Ping also introduced themselves, it is hundreds of miles to Yicheng, and the convoy will take four or five days to arrive, so a few people naturally chatted.

Only then did Zhang Hao learn that the convoy was transporting the skins, armor, bones and other items of fierce beasts and beasts that the Mo family had recently hunted, as well as some good medicines, which could be worth at least 100,000 taels of silver when sold in Yicheng.

On a hill dozens of miles away in the direction of the convoy stood a sturdy young man in a red cloak, with a leather whip at his waist, covered with spikes and steel hooks, which looked like a vicious weapon.

Next to the man stood a man, dressed in black, with a strange mask on his face, and he didn't know how old he was.

"Raven, are you sure they're going this way?" The man in the cloak asked.

"Three masters, you can't be wrong, this is the secret report I just received." The crow made a voice, a hoarse man's voice, as ugly as a crow.

"If it's really as the intelligence says, it's worth a lot of money," the third master licked his lips, and his eyes flashed: "After this vote, the eldest brother and the second brother must be impressed by me, hahahaha!" ”

"The secret report said that one of the escort leaders this time is in the middle of the congenital stage, and the other is a kid who has not trained his internal qi but his combat power is comparable to that of the early stage of the congenital stage, and there are a few peaks of the day after tomorrow." Raven said.

"With one of us at the peak of congenital and one at the middle of congenital, plus these forty or fifty people, if we have a calculation or an unintentional intention, we will naturally be able to catch it," the three masters turned around and shouted to a group of subordinates behind him: "Give me a good arrangement, I will be rewarded for winning this battle!" ”

At noon the next day, the three masters on the hill had already seen the convoy from afar.

"One, two, three...... Ten, eleven! There are actually eleven carriages, hahaha," the three masters were ecstatic in their hearts: "The goods of these eleven carriages are worth at least 100,000 taels, and it is really stupid that there are only two congenital powerhouses to protect them." ”

After a whistle, a group of bandits behind him went down the mountain, preparing to ambush on the side of the road, leaving a few people on the top of the mountain who activated the trap.

Zhang Hao and his entourage were bored, chatting all the way in the morning, and now they all had dry mouths, and they all sat on the horses and didn't bother to say a word.

The closer Zhang Hao got to the side of the mountain, the more uneasy he felt in his heart, as if something was going to happen.

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