People die for money, birds die for food, and rats are crazy for gold coins

——From "The Fourth Timeline Branch, Drug Trade Research", published in June 1248 of the New Era, the Continental-Passage (you are absolutely not wrong about this time)

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The scorching sun blessed the earth, and the air began to twist psychedelically on the rolling yellow sand, and in a small basin surrounded by sand dunes, the surrounding wind was impermeable, and the light and heat gathered made the sand surface become like a steamer, not to mention people, even the most drought-tolerant desert cacti could not grow here. [Full text reading]

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In the most inconspicuous place of this small basin, the quicksand suddenly separated to the two sides, and a thin figure rushed out like lightning, he was wearing earthy yellow clothes, and he also wore an earthy yellow turban on his head.

After observing the heat for a while, the figure whistled, "Chief, it's safe."

In an instant, the sand dunes around the small basin began to spin, and a huge whirlpool formed in the center of the basin, but this whirlpool was not absorbing in, but spitting out, and the rat chief was the first to spit out, followed by Ye Huan and Adolf, and then five hundred rats of all kinds, some majestic, some the size of normal mice, and many rat relatives who didn't look like mice, such as marmots

The equipment of these mice is also very interesting, the most majestic ones are carrying this rope and ** bag, and the little mice are holding blow arrows filled with anesthetic needles, and the things carried by those strange mice, Ye Huan almost didn't know anything, but they felt like hooks, ground drills, assembling mechanical racks, things that would only be used on construction sites.

Such a team did not stay in the dunes for long, but only slightly reorganized their bags, each of them was given a bladder of water, and then they moved forward quickly against the desert ground. Ten seconds after they left, the dunes spun again, erasing all traces of their appearance.

"Lord Governor, how is it?" While running quickly, the rat chief showed off: "In order to carry out this plan, I mobilized five thousand clansmen, and it took two months to finally dig such a tunnel leading to the destination, and you can see the concealment, even if Ouyang Feng's horse team passes by here, don't want to know the secret of this tunnel."

Ye Huan was convinced

Soon, though, his brow furrowed

Because it's at the back of the line, "Wow, boss, it feels so exciting, so exciting." Adolf was running, smoking Sherlock methamphetamine at the same time, the strong pleasure brought by the drug had made him fluttering, running a few steps, taking a few steps back, and then opening his arms for a while to make a plane dive posture, and learning to jump forward with a toad for a while, the most excessive thing was that he noticed that Ye Huan was looking at him dissatisfied, Adolf grinned, suddenly put his hands together above his head, his feet on tiptoe, and provoked the little swan dance steps in the ballet like small broken steps......

"Boss, do you love someone's family?" he began to speak elegantly in Karl's tone

"Chief Chief, Adolf won't have a problem, right?" On the way here, Adolf had taken at least two large packets of Sherlock methamphetamine, so much poison, Ye Huan was even worried about whether this scum would suddenly die

"With the strength of Mr. Adolf...... I'm talking about the strength of drug addiction, and a few packets of Sherlock methamphetamine shouldn't be too much for him," the Rat Chief frowned, "but Mr. Governor, how much Sherlock did this lad smoke to make himself like this? Don't blame me for speaking badly, he's like a toad with a hair* stage right now."

Ye Huan really didn't calculate how much Adolf had sucked.

The other rats' answers were even more embarrassing......

"Chief, it's not 'sucking' ......" a majestic mouse sweated, "It's 'eating', Mr. Adolphus ate five kilograms of Sherlock raw, and ate all the samples you recently refined"

The corners of the rat chief's mouth twitched, five kilograms......

What a world?

The trade hasn't officially started yet, and your Ye Huan's horse boy is such a loser?

The Rat Chief fought back his anger and said, "Mr. Governor, I hope you will restrain the behavior of your men...... Don't get me wrong, I don't care about a few kilograms of Sherlock, after all, that thing can be refined in large quantities, but the problem is, we're going to fight for the gold coins, and if your men can't stay awake, they'll kill us all."

Ye Huan couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, "Mr. Chief, don't care about my face, tie up Adolf, we will take turns to supervise him damned, if he dares to eat a gram of Sherlock again, I don't need you to do it, I will kick and explode this scumbag's eggs"

“...... There's no need," said the Rat Chief calmly, "He won't take drugs anymore because...... I only have five kilograms in my hand, and he was eaten up by this scumbag a long time ago."

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As night fell, the team finally came to the outside of a rolling sand dune, and faintly, you could see a few towering watchtowers and a few rising smoke in the sand dunes in the distance.

"Chieftain, there's a Scarlet Brotherhood farm ahead," a little mouse watched for a puff of smoke, "Judging by the thickness of the smoke, your mind is as wise as it used to be, there are less than five hundred guards in this farm, and we have enough strength to eat it."

"You're doing a great job, lad"

The Rat Chief changed into an earthy yellow desert military uniform, wore a small military cap, a wide belt around his waist, and pursed his mouth and beard like the legendary General Patton before the Cataclysm. "Mr. Governor, now I can drag my plan out of the way"

"Is it the Scarlet Brotherhood camp in front?" Ye Huan vaguely guessed the mouse's plan.

"That's right, the front is the territory of the Scarlet Brotherhood, to be exact, their scorpion farm, which has at least one hundred and twenty desert scorpions in captivity," the Rat Chief smirked smirked, "How's that? Isn't my idea wonderful?...... In this great desert, if we catch a large number of wild poisonous scorpions, Ouyang Feng will be able to get the news within a few days, because the strength of poisonous scorpions is generally above the first-level soul master, if we want to catch more than a hundred and establish a complete drug production line, we must at least dispatch an army of **10,000, such a large-scale military mobilization, absolutely can't hide from Ouyang Feng

But it doesn't matter, the Scarlet Brotherhood has been in business for ten years and has prepared a big gift for us...... In the past ten years, they have quietly caught poisonous scorpions under Ouyang Feng's nose, only catching five or six a year, and then hiding here to slowly breed and breed, and finally, after ten years of hard work, they have hidden Ouyang Feng and built this farm with 120 poisonous scorpions

Unfortunately, Ouyang Feng's power in the desert was too strong, and in order not to be discovered by him, the Scarlet Brotherhood did not dare to station too many troops here, only five hundred people...... Isn't this a gift from heaven?Mr. Governor, as long as we act quickly and ruthlessly, we can break through this breeding farm overnight, capture all their poisonous scorpions, and then, with my tunnel as a guarantee, we can leave here before Ouyang Feng finds out, and swallow this great treasure alone."

"Brilliant idea"

Ye Huan applauded, "But Mr. Governor, if it's just the situation you mentioned, it seems too simple...... That's all you have to wait until today, and you can eat this farm without my cooperation, right?"

Chief Rat smiled awkwardly, "You're right, Mr. Governor, the situation is not as simple as I said...... The main reason is that although there are not many soldiers left here by the Scarlet Brotherhood, there is a master, a sixth-level soul venerable, Zabulun" He sighed, "Although the number of our rat tribe is huge, there are too few masters, even if I can hire a group, but this kind of master who is exchanged for money, can I believe them? Therefore, the problem I encountered is that I have the ability to break through this camp, but I don't have the confidence to leave Zabulun...... You know, once Zabulun escapes from the chaos and leaks the news to Ouyang Feng, we will face a catastrophe."

"In the past few months, I have been looking for a master who can keep Zablon and at the same time can be completely trusted" Mr. Mouse spread his hands, "I have finally found it today, it is you, Lord Governor, haha, you are the champion of the martial arts tournament, and you are my business partner, what a wonderful situation, you are simply a gift from God"

"Let's talk about the plan of action" Ye Huan calculated in his heart, if the other party was only a sixth-level Soul Venerable, but it was equivalent to the level of Wind Wings at the level of ** meter length, it would definitely not be a problem to eat him by himself

And to kill a big drug lord, Ye Huan didn't have any burden in his heart

Black eats black, everyone is not clean, and everyone deserves to die

"My plan of action is divided into three parts" The rat chief pointed to the map and said, "The first step, my Schwager rats, that is, the two hundred big ones you saw, they raided this camp as the vanguard of the second step, the camp was attacked, Zablon will definitely come out to rescue, so what you have to do is to hide in the team in the first round of attacks, just wait for Zablon to show up, kill him as quickly as possible, Zablon will die, and one hundred and twenty poisonous scorpions will be equal to our pockets"

"As for the third step, I will leave fifty marmots here, and you will also leave Adolf, a master, to sit in the town, if there is an accident, they are reinforcements, if there is no accident, they will be responsible for cleaning up the enemy soldiers who have escaped and preventing the news from leaking."

According to the arrangement of the rat chieftain, the army of five hundred rats immediately took action: the rat chief personally climbed the highest peak of the sand dune and commanded the battle condescendingly, while Ye Huan blended into the team of two hundred majestic rats, silently holding the hilts of the double knives, and began to approach the local camp......

At this time, on the top of the tower of the blood-colored camp, two samurai with red silk scarves covering their faces were looking at the four directions seriously, although the two hundred majestic rats were already very careful, but after all, they could not hide the eyes of these two samurai in the empty desert, and when they were still two or three hundred meters away from the camp gate, the samurai exclaimed, "Alert ......"

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Two poisonous needles as thin as cow's hair pierced the back of their necks, and the two corpses were planted from the watchtower with a bang, and then a few little mice climbed up the watchtower and shook the blowguns in their hands, which meant ...... The enemy sentries were all cleared, and the rat brothers could march into .......