It was almost noon, and the scorching sun shone down directly, casting ten thousand scales on the surface of the surging river, and baking the rocky river beach almost melted, and the scorching white light shone everywhere.

The bustard woman died, and the regimental defense bureau she brought was completely dead and wounded.

Looking at the bloodstains on the river beach, Xie Yucheng couldn't help but feel in a trance, in later generations, he felt that these traffickers and villains who forced good people to become prostitutes all deserved death...... It seems that this Republic of China is not all useless, at least today is quite happy, isn't it?

At this time, Niu Er's ridicule suddenly came a few steps away:

"It turns out that you are the Lord of Yama on the Wanquan Mountain Mine? That's a good idea. With you, this Jiangkou can be made into this Shura Dojo! ”

saw Niu Er scolding with a hippie smile, commanding Scarcoon and others, and escorting a few men in silk shirts over.

Xie Yucheng swept his cold eyes, and a guy with a meaty face couldn't help but tremble, and a few steps away, he poofed, knelt down, twitched the corners of his eyes, and begged in a wailing voice:

"This person in charge, we all have no grievances in the past, and we have no hatred in recent days, but we are no ...... than these Xiangdong Yankees"

"Your surname is Yan? It is a ...... on the Wanquan Mountain Mine Hught? Xie Yucheng interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Yes, oh, no. The villain worked as a steward in the mine and ate with his mouth. ”

Steward Yan blinked, glanced up at the young man who was tall above, and thought: What a person can't look at, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that this student baby in front of him was actually a bandit leader who killed people without blinking?!

As soon as his thoughts turned, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him, and the butt of a gun smashed solidly, and the horn rang loudly, and he felt his spine crack. At the same time, a rough voice sounded:

"Talk back, and then dare to look randomly, Uncle will pick out your eyeballs!"

"Yes, yes." Steward Yan hurriedly nodded his head and bowed, indicating obedience.

"Dare to turn back, I think you are looking for death!"

Niu Er reprimanded, the chicken coop raised his hand cooperatively, and the butt of the gun slammed down again.

With the loud sound of the horn, Steward Yan felt that his entire shoulder bone was cracked, and he couldn't help but scream.

"Stop fighting, let people talk first." Xie Yuzhen stopped the chicken coop and casually roamed the banks of the river.

On the river beach here, the rescued women, girls and children, I don't know if they were scared or what, they were in groups of three or five, hugging each other, more than ten steps away, looking at Xie Yucheng and the others timidly.

Most of them were sold by their families to pay off their debts, and although they were rescued this time, they are only afraid that they will have no family to return to.

Therefore, there are many experienced bandits, who can hardly hide their joy in their hearts at this time, and look at those women from time to time, and say in their hearts one by one: The woman of the Luo family, you thank the commander and don't let everyone move...... Then these homeless women in front of you, you can't run away, right? You don't have to be strong, coax back to the cottage one by one, see what else do you have to say?

Xie Yucheng glanced at these bandits, indifferent to their joy, his eyes looked at the other side, and fell on those saved strong men, and his heart couldn't help but move, seeing that most of them were strong and strong...... This time the cold puddle was hit, and Jieyunzhai suffered heavy losses, and the additional source of troops seems to have fallen.

Among the rocks on the opposite bank, there was a creeping figure, which attracted Xie Yucheng's attention. The man was carrying a stone plate like a tortoiseshell, and climbed with difficulty in the direction of the windmill pass—it was the bookkeeper of the gambling house, known as Uncle You's old son.

Xie Yucheng was shocked - the Windmill Pass Gambling House, as well as the owner of the gambling house, Le Wantong, were the ultimate goals of this operation.

He retracted his gaze and stared coldly at Steward Yan at his feet: "I heard that you have done all your good deeds...... Today, too, your creation, has crashed into us...... Let me ask you, what does this Wanquanshan mine produce and what is the output...... How many bosses there are, what are their names and where are they from...... Whatever you know, say it, and see if it can save your life. ”

When Steward Yan heard this, how dare he be lazy, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, he said one by one.

It turns out that this Wanquan Mountain is a gold and copper associated mine, when it first started excavating, it was indeed a copper mine, but in fact, since the digging deep, gold deposits have been discovered, and since this year, the output of the gold mine has far exceeded the output of copper!

"Good!" After Steward Yan finished speaking, Xie Yucheng praised it in time, and then the tone of his words changed, and he asked coldly, "Steward Yan, I heard that these miners who sell themselves are always cheating and playing tricks, and they are not easy to manage, right......?" Well, let me ask you, this year, how many miners have died on your hands? ”

"........." Steward Yan heard this, his face swished, became pale, and his lips pursed, "The Ming Cha of the palm, I, Yan someone, have never beaten and scolded the miners, this year, there have been several landslide accidents in the mine, and I am ...... to work I'm tired and a few people have died, but that's none of my business. If the person in charge doesn't believe it, you can go to the mine and ask, Yan said a lie, and there are five thunders in the sky! ”

"Go to the mine and ask ......"

Xie Yucheng glanced at Steward Yan, and saw that Niu was holding a brand-new box gun on his second-hand, which was obviously seized from Steward Yan, so he smiled:

"Heh, it seems that the mine protection team of Wanquan Mountain is very well equipped and well-manned! Originally, Steward Yan, you sent me a mine, and I can't embarrass you too much...... But after eating your scare, I really don't dare to put the tiger's whiskers in the tiger's mouth......"

Speaking of this, Xie Yucheng sighed.

“…… According to the current situation, my Wanquan Mountain gold and copper mines can only be handed over to them to take care of first...! Okay, I'm done asking, I see that this Niu Ye and others still have a lot of words blocked, don't ask unpleasantly. You just have to cooperate. I'll cross the river first to collect the team, and later, I'll go to the windmill and the god of wealth to catch the noon feast. ”

Xie Yucheng said, turned to everyone, and issued an order to collect troops and cross the river.

Just listen to Niu Er's voice behind him:

"Steward Yan, you sent a mine to this Mr. Xie, although we are red-eyed, we can't help it. It's just that if you want us to be your savior, I'm afraid it's more or less meaningful! ”

"Ah...... The second master, the villain was born in poverty, so he also guarded the door for others in Wanquan Mountain, and ate with a mouthful of food...... Well, there are still twenty or thirty oceans with me, all on the other side of the river, a brother who has been shot and died, and people can know when they touch it, I am not lying. ”

"Alright. Brother Ji, I don't think I'll try it, I can't squeeze much oil and water, this Yan steward said something earlier, which made my brother unforgettable. ”

"Oh, Brother Niu, what are the words that make you feel uncomfortable? Say it, say it. In the past two days, my brother owes you a lot, and my brother depends on you. ”

"Thank you, Brother Ji. There is nothing else important, just this Yan steward just said, saying that he would tie my brother and me to the boulder and sink into the river......"

"That's a good thing, Brother Niu. What's the nonsense? Come on, tie this surnamed Yan to a stone and drag it to the river to sacrifice to the river, which is enough to keep the people who eat this waterway safe for a whole year. ”

…

After everyone crossed, Xie Yucheng let those preparatory miners gather, and was giving a lecture, encouraging them to go to Jieyun Village to be the king of the mountain, and Niu Er's voice sounded on the raft that had just landed:

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie, you want to recruit troops, I have no objection. But there are a few people here, and you have to leave them to me. ”

Xie Yucheng didn't reply, and scolded angrily:

"Damn, why are you everywhere? If it weren't for Lao Tzu today, you would have been pulled to the mine as a black worker...... Why are you still jumping like that? People who dare to rob Lao Tzu? ”

As soon as Xie Yucheng's words fell, a few guys in the team in front of him suddenly screamed, and suddenly started and ran.

They had been chained together, like crabs entwined with each other. At this time, although the iron chain was smashed by the bandits of Jieyun Village, there were no tools, and the key was on Steward Yan, so they were still dragging the broken iron chain into several pieces, shaking it and running in all directions.

Xie Yucheng was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that you are an undercover agent sent by Le Wantong, the cavalry team, get on the horse." ”

At this time, Niu Er behind him shouted to the other side again: "Brother Dingsheng, come back quickly, where are you going?" ”

When I turned my head to look, I saw that the body like a mountain and a mountain was like a mountain, holding the dead Juan'er, dragging the choking iron chain, straight to the end of the rocky beach, and walked away.

At the triangular beachhead, the two rivers roared and tore and clashed together.

Under the midsummer sunshine, I saw the rocks piercing through the air, the gorge wind howling on the shore, rolling up piles of stormy waves, snowflakes like silver, hooking the towering long ridge, blue sky and white clouds.

PS: Thank you Yanyan Yu Fei and book friends for their encouragement on 2018*******29!

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