At noon, the sun hung brightly in the sky, and the eyes of the piercing people were a little flowery, and after staying in the sweltering woods for nearly an hour, many people had a thin layer of sweat on their bodies.

Just when everyone was waiting in a frustration, the sound of the wheels of the carriage was gradually heard from a distance, from far and near, which lifted the spirits of everyone waiting in the woods.

"Ready to do it." Wan Yan said softly.

A group of black-clothed masked people hiding behind them involuntarily clenched the blades in their hands, that is, Huayan was full of 120,000 spirits, and when the time came, the sword had no eyes, in case one of them was not careful, it would be bad if he hurt his son.

Soon, a group of escorted Northern Desert soldiers came over with swords in hand, and behind them were more than a dozen large mahogany boxes pulled by carriages.

Although these soldiers are all strong and well-equipped, it may be because they have transported so many times that the tax and silver have been safe and sound, and now they are not far from the royal city, so they are somewhat lax, but they are just paper tigers that are tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

"Do it!" After the group of people completely entered the encirclement, without a single order, the group of black-clothed masked people rushed out.

These people are all elites who have not been prepared for many years, and after rushing out, they didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly started to move against the soldiers who escorted the tax silver.

Where had those soldiers seen such a battle, they were immediately stunned, and only after the brothers around them fell to the ground did they react, picked up the blades in their hands and began to resist.

Gu Ange, Wan Yan Wu and Hua Yan were standing not far away, watching all this coldly.

Soon, the land and scenery of that place were stained with blood, even the mahogany chests were no exception, which made the blood-stained color a little darker, and under this dappled sunlight, it was quite enchanting.

"Master Qiqi, it's dealt with." One person held a blood-dripping scimitar in his hand, and reported to Wan Yan Wuyu.

It's not unreasonable to say that it's elite, look at the corpses on the ground, basically they are the soldiers who escorted them, and there are only a dozen of them who have been slightly injured, and two or three are seriously injured.

"Go check and check, don't leave a living mouth." Wan Yanwu's eyes were indifferent, and there was no mercy at all.

And Gu Ange just stared indifferently at everything in front of him, this appearance gradually overlapped with Feng Zhumo's mouth, the little junior sister with the same temperament as him.

Feng Zhumo is right, Gu Ange has never been a soft-hearted person.

"Yes, master." The man took the order and asked his subordinates to check, and under this inspection, they actually found two who were not dead, one of them was pretending to be dead, and the other was fainting.

The man who was completely faceless raised his knife and fell, ignoring the bitter pleading and repeated assurances of the person who pretended to be dead, and directly hit the key point with a knife, ensuring that he could not die again.

After these people were all settled, Wan Yan Wucai walked over with Gu Ange, and even the blood on the ground did not make them frown.

"Open it and take a look."

"Yes, master."

A large blood-stained mahogany chest was opened, revealing a neat stack of white flowers and silver inside.

"Very good, send it over and leave a few aftermaths." After inspecting the goods, Wan Yan nodded dissatisfied, and the corners of his lips finally brought a smile.

"Yes, master."

Soon, the group was divided into two parts, one to carry the boxes containing the tax money, and the other to follow behind, to deal with the footprints left between the walks, and any other marks that would reveal the flaws.

After everyone withdrew, Wan Yanwu and Gu Ange did not rush to leave together.

"Although Wan Yanyan's original methods were not clever, I have to say that they are quite effective at this time." Gu Ange smiled and raised his eyebrows, took out a token from his sleeve pocket, and then just wanted to find a corpse to stuff into his hand, but was stopped by Hua Yan.

"Childe." Hua Yan called her, and although she didn't say anything later, Gu Ange still understood what he meant.

Smiled lightly, and lived up to his good intentions, handing him the token.

Hua Yan stepped forward to find a corpse lying on his stomach, stuffed the token into his palm, and then hid it a little more, so that he would not look so good, and it would be easier for those who would come later to believe it.

After doing all this, Hua Yan quietly retreated behind Gu Ange.

"Let's go." There is no way to finish.

"Okay, let's go."

So the three of them waved their sleeves and left without a cloud as if they had never appeared, leaving no trace of what had just happened, and perhaps the only evidence of what had just happened here was the pile of corpses on the ground, the blood on the ground, and the empty carriage.

Instead of going to the cave where the tax money was temporarily stored, the three of them returned to the small town.

After the two returned to the small city, they found a two-story teahouse on the way from the city gate to the city lord's mansion.

"There is a strict time limit for the escort of tax silver, according to the time, if they haven't reported to the City Lord's Mansion after half an hour, the City Lord's Mansion will send someone to check, let's just wait here." Wan Yanwu, who was sitting by the window, stared at the pedestrians below and explained lightly.

Gu Ange took a sip of the tea that was still steaming in front of him, nodded with a smile, didn't say anything, just moved his eyes to the table in the teahouse, at this time, two delicate cardamom girls dressed as Central Plains women were babbling and singing some graceful Jiangnan tunes.

To Gu Ange, it sounds tactful and has a different flavor, but to those people in the Northern Desert, it doesn't mean so much, so even though these girls have sung a lot of time and sang very well, there is not much money on the soft cloth in front of them.

There were a few scattered copper plates, and several of them were given by those people in the Northern Desert when they saw that they looked good.

"You like that tone?" Wan Yan Wu naturally noticed Gu Ange's gaze and asked with a frown.

Gu Ange: "I don't like it, I used to hear it often when I was still in the villa, and then I went to the capital, and now I haven't heard it for almost two years, and I just miss it a little." ”

Wan Yan nodded without saying anything.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden sound of neat footsteps and the jingle of blades colliding on the street, the movement was a little loud, and even Gu Ange, who was immersed in the singing of the two girls, was pulled out, she looked for prestige, and just saw a group of soldiers coming out of the city lord's mansion and hurriedly running towards the city gate.

"It's really strict, exactly half an hour." Gu Ange said with a smile, and there was even a bit of praise in his tone, and he read the latest chapter of the "National Color Rippling Claw Book House" for free for the first time.