In the Night River City, the inn is like home.

In the lobby, dozens of guests panicked. Two of them are the head of the Iron Lance Dart Bureau and Mr. Big. At this time, all of them were glazed, sitting opposite each other, without saying a word.

It turned out that the two of them came to bribe the doorman in the rain at night, entered the city, and managed to garrison Yehe City. That Qiao San is the old Mr. Big, and Mr. Big promised to use three hundred taels of silver to open up the joints, and promised his dart master to enter the city three days later. On the second day, he sent the silver tattoo and was in a hurry to get out of the city, but he learned that thousands of merchants and guests outside the city had all died in the night flood, and there were almost no survivors!

"The head of the dart, the old man is sorry for you! Not only is the dart game ruined, but even the three hundred taels of silver have not been returned!"

Mr. Big said with a sad face.

At this moment, we should think of this good way to escort the secret dart, otherwise the person is dead and the dart is lost again, how can the two of us comfort the families of the brothers? How can we be worthy of the brothers who died?"

"What the chief dart head said is very good! Although this is a flood that has not been encountered for thousands of years, the Gobi soil and rocks are hard and dry, and they are almost desert-like, so there should be lucky stealers. If it is really dead, the two of us will find a good plan and move forward to send darts. The right and left sides will deliver this dart, and the proceeds will be used to comfort the brethren of the house. ”

"Well, let's go to the city gate and ask one or two. ”

The head of the dart said with a sigh.

Standing on the rocky slope, he stayed awake all night, watching the surging flood raging, engulfing the carriages, horses and goods, and crying along with the thousands of merchants and merchants, but helpless. The hearts of all are like boulders, and the weight is heavy. Then I thought about the difficult time when the night was uncertain and the line of life and death, and I cried with joy again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's about noon at this time, and the flood has receded, so let's go to Nightriver City first. It was expected that there would not be many lucky survivors at this time, and the city gate was about to be opened. ”

Not enough to glance at the tragic scene in front of him and said indifferently.

"Master Jin, thanks to you last night, otherwise we would be messy, I don't know how to deal with it, and the consequences will be unpredictable. ”

"Yes, thank you so much, Brother Jin!"

At this time, everyone gradually spoke more, and their faces softened slightly. So he carried valuables and even medicinal herbs and went to Night River City together.

"Hey, there are merchants coming! It's a night flood that hasn't happened for thousands of years, and there are survivors?"

The head of the city said loudly.

"The military master of the city, who is coming?

A guest next to the sludge pile at the entrance of Cheng said loudly.

"It's still far away, and it's a quarter of an hour away. ”

Suddenly, someone complained:

"Can't the gates be opened?

"What are you talking about? The sludge can't be cleaned up, how can you open the city gate?"

"Everyone, help me to open the gates quickly. ”

There is humanity.

"Dog officer of Night River City, if the city gate was opened yesterday, why would thousands of people die?

"Dare to insult the people!"

"I'm the emperor of the people, regardless of the life and death of the people, I should also be scolded!

"Come on, take these people down to me!"

A general-like man shouted loudly. Three or five soldiers immediately rushed to take the people. The crowd at the gate of the city suddenly rushed up, and a man dressed as a Confucian student:

"Is it wrong? Why did you come to defend the border and defend the country? Isn't it for the dawn of the people? Yesterday the city gates were closed, causing thousands of innocent deaths, and you can rest easy?"

When the soldiers heard this, they stopped and looked back at the man who gave the order at the head of the city.

"That's it, open the gates!"

That will be official.

Woohoo!

The sound of the damp passage of the gateposts passed, and the gates of the city opened. Twenty or thirty of them were all in disarray, disheveled, scorched, and stupid at the gate of the city.

"Hey, I said, who are you, where did you come from, where are you going?"

A soldier said.

"Sir, we are the dart masters of the Iron Lance Dart Bureau. ”

Xiao Liuzi stepped forward and saluted.

"Hey, what kind of man is the Iron Lance Bureau!"

"Iron Gun Dart Bureau? I haven't heard of it! Official, may I ask, have you ever seen the convoy of Dayu Commercial Bank?"

One asked, craned his neck.

"We landed on the rocky slope and survived, not knowing the other caravans. In short, all the caravans in sight have been wiped out!"

Xiao Liuzi said loudly.

After a while, the news of the survival of the Iron Lance Dart Bureau spread.

The chief dart head and the big gentleman, who were hurrying to the gate of the city, heard that someone had survived, and they were anxious to accompany one of them and carefully intercept one of them and asked:

"Big brother, I heard that someone survived the flood, is this true?"

"Well, those people are about to be on their way by now!"

"Brother, I wonder which firm has such a great joy?"

"I've heard it's called the Iron Lance Bureau. ”

"Ahh

The head of the dart screamed, startling the man. Even passers-by turned around one after another. Mr. Big was quite embarrassed and said:

"Excuse me, sir, how many people have survived?"

"Quite a lot. ”

"Excuse me・・・・・・"

"Okay, okay, it's going to make people angry! Really! I still have to report to my son-in-law that he knows!"

The man said impatiently, and then shook off the hand held by the head of the dart, and hurried away.

"Chief dart, go to the city gate!"

The two of them could not walk a hundred feet, and when they turned a crossroads, they suddenly saw less than twenty or thirty people, with untidy faces and dirty clothes, and they were about to come. Passers-by stopped to watch, as if watching a juggler.

"Brother Goldfoot, Brother Han Zhan, ・・・・・・"

The head of the dart grabbed a few steps, held the hands of the little six in front of him, and whimpered. Mr. Nada also burst into tears. Seeing his true feelings like this, he suddenly smiled slightly.

A group of thirty or twenty people walked to the inn where the chief dart head and Mr. Big stayed. The big gentleman called out in a loud voice:

"Shopkeeper, quickly cut a dozen catties of cooked meat, roll a pot of meat and vegetable soup, scald a few pots of good wine, and the rest of the survivors of the robbery of our iron gun dart bureau are shocked!"

"Come on!"

The shopkeeper said loudly.

"Guest officer, the shopkeeper of my family said that the Iron Gun Dart Bureau has brought good luck! Today, the wine money is invited to the Rugui Inn, and it is good to be stained!"

The child on the counter came over and said respectfully.

"Thank you for the inn! Thank you for the shopkeeper!"

The head of the dart said loudly.

Mr. Big quietly said insignificant:

"Brother Jinzu, the head of the dart said that I want to thank you well! I have lost Brother Jin several times, we really admire!"

"Where! Mr. Big was polite. This escape is just a fluke, what does it have to do with a certain family?"

Insufficient smiled.