Dozens of miles away from Dongting Town, there is a mountain, and the mountain is called Wanxiang Mountain.

The reason why it is called Tuberose Mountain is because the mountain is overgrown with wild tuberose flowers.

The tuberose branches and leaves are weak, and the whole body is pale yellow, which is very elegant. And with a unique aroma, it is refreshing, especially at night, and the floral fragrance is even better. This is also the origin of the name "tuberose".

At night, the fragrance of tuberose flowers spreads all over the mountains, which is simply refreshing.

However, this beautiful fairyland-like Evening Fragrance Mountain is a forbidden place for the people of Dongting Town.

Because there is already a group of bandits in Wanxiang Mountain, they are robbing houses, killing people and setting fires on weekdays, causing the people in the surrounding villages and towns to live in misery.

The grass robbers on the edge of Dongting Town are divided into three groups, one of which is the Evening Xiangshan bandits. The other two groups are the Tiger Head Gang led by Hu Dali and the prison cage led by Tong Xiu.

At this time, the caravan coming from the direction of Wutong Town was facing the bandits of Evening Fragrance Mountain.

Yao Gang, the leader of the caravan in Wutong Town, was anxious.

In recent days, Dongting Town has to hold a monthly meeting, and Yao Gang, as the leader of the business community in Wutong Town, naturally wants to gather the caravan leader.

In this rally, the merchants of Wutong Town have accumulated goods for a winter, just for this rally to exchange money and necessities of life. Therefore, because of the importance of this trip, Yao Gang specially hired two eighth-rank martial artists and five ninth-grade martial artists to accompany him at a high price.

According to the intelligence, the three largest bandit forces around Dongting Town, among which the Tiger Head Gang and the Prison Cage Village all have seven-grade martial artists, and the highest level of bandits in Evening Fragrance Mountain is only the eight-rank level, so the biggest threat to this trip is the Tiger Head Gang and the Cage Village.

But what he never expected was that his caravan passed through the territory of the Tiger Head Gang and the prison cage village safely, but was stopped by bandits in Wanxiang Mountain.

The path at the foot of the Tuberos is winding and rugged, and the best coachmen have to drive the carriage with caution and difficulty. At this time, there are nearly 200 bandits blocking the road, and if you want to escape, I am afraid that there is no chance at all.

Among the bandits on the opposite side, the most conspicuous ones are the three people at the front.

The three were all burly and tall, holding blood-stained murder weapons in their hands, revealing the solid muscles of their upper bodies and covered with scars, and the other bandits surrounded the three of them, waiting for their orders.

Yao Gang looked at the Wanxiang Mountain bandit blocking the road, his head was covered with cold sweat, even if he had seen countless winds and waves, he still couldn't help but tremble his legs a little at this time.

At this time, a solid voice came from behind Yao Gang, saying, "Boss Yao, don't be anxious, with my brothers here, these bandits don't dare to do anything!"

Yao Gang turned around suddenly, it was the two eighth-rank martial artists he had hired.

These two people are strong in martial arts, and they are two brothers, who are good at cooperating, and under the joint efforts of the two, they can even compete with three eight-rank martial artists.

Two brothers - Liang Hu and Liang Leopard.

The one who spoke just now was his brother Liang Hu. The younger brother Liang Bao followed.

Liang Hu was tall and burly, holding a nine-ring broadsword, his temples bulging and bulging, and he had obviously run the internal force of his whole body.

The younger brother Liang Leopard looked thinner, but he was extremely flexible, holding two light daggers in his hands, like the sharp teeth of a cheetah.

Yao Gang suddenly found a life-saving straw like a person who had fallen into the water, and hurriedly rushed up to grab Liang Hu's arm, and said, "Liang Daxia, you must keep my goods!"

Liang Hu's eyes were slightly sunken, full of perseverance, and said: "Boss Yao, don't worry, since you have received the money, you will definitely ensure the safety of your caravan, if you don't have this bit of morality, my two brothers will not be able to gain a foothold in this realm!"

Yao Gang nodded in agreement.

Liang Hu and Liang Bao are strong and extremely trustworthy, and they are well-known in this area. Otherwise, Yao Gang would not have spent a lot of money to invite these two.

At this time, Liang Leopard behind him grinned and said easily: "There are no seven-rank martial artists in Wanxiang Mountain, this is well known to everyone. And the three people on the opposite side should be the only three eight-rank martial artists in Evening Fragrance Mountain, my two brothers have a tacit understanding, I'm afraid that if the three of them want to win against us, it will not be easy!"

After Yao Gang heard this, he pinched a cold sweat and said worriedly: "But in terms of strength, our side is losing a lot!"

"Hmph!" Liang Hu snorted coldly: "If we try our best, the other party is likely to annihilate us all, but they will lose at least eighty percent of their strength, and their vitality will be greatly damaged, how can they fight against the Tiger Head Gang and the Prison Cage Village in the future? They will not do anything that hurts the enemy by 1,000 and loses 800 to themselves!"

After listening to Liang Hu's analysis, Yao Gang felt a little confident in his heart.

After all, the group of businessmen behind him were all gathered by themselves, and all of them had families and businesses. If something goes wrong, then you can't afford to pay the responsibility.

At this moment, an eight-rank martial artist led by the bandit on the opposite side walked out, carrying a wide-backed machete, the vulture's gaze swept around, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "The uncle of Evening Xiangshan collects some protection money, and the acquaintance quickly teaches the goods, otherwise...... Hehe......"

The hoarse and fierce laughter of the Eight Rank Warriors echoed through the mountain path like a miasma that permeated the valley, enveloping the entire caravan in an atmosphere of panic.

Liang Hu put the nine-ring broadsword on his shoulder, took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know how much of the goods this hero wants?"

"Sensible!" The eight-rank martial artist grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and said, "Ten percent!"

Liang Hu's eyes sharpened, and he shouted: "If you want ten percent of my goods, I will take eighty percent of your life!"

The implication is that if you don't leave me a way back, everyone will die, even if you are desperate, you can bite off a piece of your meat.

Hearing this, the eyes of the leading bandit Yin Vulture were even more gloomy, and he did not make a sound, patrolling the caravan in front of him back and forth, as if he was thinking about whether this deal was worth it.

In this way, the two teams are deadlocked here.

"Eighty percent? haha...... Ha ha...... I'll give you ninety percent of your life, and ten percent of your goods...... Haha......"

At this moment, a shrill and playful laughter suddenly floated out of the crowd of bandits. The laughter was like the screeching sound of a fingernail scratching through metal. Everyone, including the bandits, couldn't help but frown.

I saw a person staggering out of the crowd of bandits.

It's not so much a human being as a weirdo.

This man's face was pale, as if he had smeared a layer of flour on his face, and it was pitted and numb. Dark circles covered his eyes, and his shoulder-length hair was messy and knotted.

The most conspicuous thing was the strange man's bright red lips, with a long scar at each corner of his mouth, extending from the corner of his mouth to the base of his left and right ears. Combined with the bright red, it seems that someone has used lame painting skills to draw a big smile on this person's face with cinnabar.

He weighed a walnut-sized dice in his hand.

It is worth mentioning that this dice is not the most common positive six-sided dice in gambling houses, but the rare 24-sided dice.

As he staggered out, he let out a nervous laugh.

It's poignant and harsh, and it's terrifying.

Yao Gang's heart shook suddenly, the cold sweat on his head was even worse, and he felt bitter in his mouth.

After a long time, Yao just barely said: "Wen Chou ......"

Wen Chou is a character used to play ugly in opera, and it is deeply loved by people.

But here, Wen Chou is a frightening name, because he is the leader of the Evening Fragrance Mountain.

No one knows his true identity and life, but because of his strange and penetrating appearance, he is called "Wen Chou".

Wen Chou stretched his neck and asked, "What's the matter? Ninety percent of people's lives are exchanged for ten percent of your goods!"

Wen Chou didn't smile at this time, but the bright red scar smile on his face looked particularly weird.

"Wen Chou, do you think we don't dare to fight with you!" Liang Hu also seemed to be a little unable to stand Wen Chou's infiltrating aura, and roared angrily.

"I really believe it!" Wen Chou said eagerly, "In order to express my sincerity...... I...... I...... What can I do?"

Wen Chou was nervous and a little hurried, as if he was desperate to prove that he really wanted to make this deal.

"There it is!"

Suddenly, Wen Chou's dark blue eyes flashed, and he said happily: "I'll give you a life first!"

A short, but extremely sharp dagger was drawn from his sleeve and slashed across the neck of a nearby bandit.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, the thief's eyes were full of disbelief and panic.

But it was too late, and the blood spurted down the edge of the knife and shot at the pale yellow tuberose flowers on the ground.

Wen Chou gently pushed, and the thief staggered forward a few steps, fell to the ground in despair and swallowed his breath, and fell right in front of Yao Gang, and the blood on the ground spread, wetting the soles of Yao Gang's shoes.

But the rest of the bandits, like wolves in a flock, shuddered and took two steps back.

The bandits, who were still bloodthirsty just now, did not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction in the face of the death of their companions, but were frightened, and the horror came from the leader.

There was once a saying:

If you want to manage your subordinates, then there are only two ways. Either make them admire you or make them fear you.

Obviously, Wen Chou belongs to the latter.

After doing all this, Wen Chou wiped the blood stains on the dagger with his sleeve, bent down respectfully, and made a noble salute to Yao Gang, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even better, and said:

"A mere life is not a tribute. Hehe......"

"Poof!"

One of the merchants in the caravan sat on the ground, looking at the miserable death of the bandits, a stream of yellow urine flowing from the leg of his trousers.

Not only that, but everyone else also had trembling legs and cold sweat.

Because Wen Chou's approach has clearly told them that they don't care about their lives at all in order to make money, I'm afraid that today is really a catastrophe.

Wen Chou squinted his eyes, sniffed fiercely in the air with his nose inhibited, and said with enjoyment:

"The smell of fear, what a ......"