Black Wind Mountain

A hidden mountain nest.

Somewhere on the steep tip of the point, there is a looming stockade, and at this time, during the day, you can also see the green smoke curling...

Apparently this is an inhabited area.

Only after a closer look did I find that the scale of the village is extremely large. At this time, there were piles of people drinking and chatting in a large open space, and only occasionally a few people patrolling and guarding the mountain were also hanging children, who looked lazy, and occasionally pretended to be serious, and they lasted less than a few seconds before running into some crowds to rub wine.

In short, the sound of frolic is endless...

"Smack!"

At this time, in the largest room, the sound of slapping the table sounded.

Then with a burst of rage.

"I said, in the past few days, because of that ghost lantern festival, the government has been staring at us for a long time, do you want our location to be exposed?"

On top of the head of the tiger skin, a fierce-looking man stood up. He looked at the same gloomy men sitting in the lower seat.

"Big boss, how can there be no risk in doing this? Brothers like you, who are afraid of wolves and tigers, are going to starve to death," sneered a slightly younger man near the first seat. At this time, his eyes were extremely vicious, and he looked directly at the man in the seat...

"Yes! Big boss, although your caution is not wrong, but the words of the second master also make sense? Everyone hasn't eaten for half a month, do you have to wait? And when will those official silver be disposed of? ”

A short, one-eyed dragon in the last seat said impatiently.

There is no shortage of money in their village, but it is all official things. If you can't spend it, it's going to rot the cellar, and you can only take it secretly every time you dispose of it...

As for the non-official money, they have all spent it, after all, thousands of brothers have eaten for more than half a month, which is also a lot of expenses...

"Humph! I don't know who it was last time? killed the youngest son of Master Wan's family, and all the official money in that car was registered, who would dare to take it out and spend it? offended Wanjin, the old immortal, and he really didn't die. A bearded man next to the one-eyed dragon said in a gruff voice.

"Fourth, what do you mean by that?" The venomous young man, who was also the second master, looked at the bearded man with the eyes of a poisonous snake and said, "Over the years, have we killed fewer rich and noble children?" Yikes! A thousand gold, you are not afraid of me! ”

The bearded fourth master was obviously not afraid of him, and snorted coldly: "The words are good, I don't know who I asked to deal with this batch of official silver last time?" ”

"You..." the second master lowered his eyes, and his face was as black as water.

"Don't make any noise, I'm not talking about going down the mountain now, why did I get involved with that again?" A middle-aged man who looked like a scholar looked at everyone lightly, obviously good-tempered, but after he finished speaking, no one really quarreled anymore.

"What do you think of the three masters?" The short man of the one-eyed dragon said softly.

"The big boss has the most experience, and everyone should listen to him." Three masters.

Hearing this, the vicious young man stopped first: "Three masters, why are you as timid as the big boss?" ”

"And what are you going to do?" The big boss who had not spoken suddenly said in a deep voice.

And the venomous young man, who is the second master, looked back wickedly with his triangular eyes, and spat out a single word in his mouth.

"Rob!"