The two gangs may not stop fighting until one of them is destroyed.

"Most owners will choose to compromise." Su Changkong knew that the annual money collected by the Black Horse Gang this time was directly doubled, which was quite excessive, but with Mo Tie's character, he would most likely choose to compromise.

As Su Changkong expected.

"I pay! Just according to Chen San's request! ”

Mo Tie saw that the murderous Black Horse Gang was ready to attack, and he powerlessly chose to compromise and start a war with the Black Horse Gang? It's like an egg hitting a stone!

Mo Tie ordered someone to go and get another five hundred taels of silver tickets and handed them over to Chen Zhuang, which made Chen Zhuang, who was originally indifferent, smile on his face and become extremely kind again.

"Master Mo, I wish you a happy new year, we won't bother!"

After getting the protection fee of 1,000 taels, Chen Zhuang did not entangle, laughed, waved his hand and took dozens of knights away, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Alas...... The Black Horse Gang is getting more and more excessive, this time it will be 1,000 taels, and next time it may be 2,000 taels, the requirements will be more and more excessive, and the wolves can't be fed! ”

Many of the members of the Black Iron Villa were filled with anger in their hearts, feeling that the appetite of the Black Riders would grow stronger.

"Father...... I don't know how long I'll last. ”

And Mo Tie also knew this in his heart, and he looked a little old and let out a long sigh.

Mo Tie took over the Black Iron Villa from his father who died of illness when he was young, and vowed to develop it in a down-to-earth manner in front of his body, so that the Black Iron Villa could be carried forward!

Although Mo Tie was conscientious, as a result, the Black Iron Villa would face various troubles and threats almost every once in a while, and although he was angry and unwilling in his heart, he could only continue to choose to compromise in order to survive.

Mo Tie even thought about disbanding the Black Iron Villa, and he took a sum of money and flew away, which was not a relief, but thinking that the inheritance of his ancestors was ruined in his hands, he had no shame to face his ancestors and ancestors, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

Su Changkong shook his head secretly, he knew that Mo Tie could only keep choosing to compromise, the root of which was that he was not strong enough, and in the face of other people's threats, there were only two ways to go: kneeling and dying.

Su Changkong doesn't want to die standing or live on his knees, so he must be strong enough to control his own destiny under all kinds of threats!

The Black Riders left, and everyone continued to work, as usual, as usual.

"In two days, it will be the 15th of this month, the day the ghost market opens, I want to go to the ghost market and trade with that Zhao Qing."

Su Changkong thought in his heart.

In the past half a year, Su Changkong has traded with Zhao Qing three times in total, and every two months he will go to the ghost market with the crossbow he has built, in exchange for silver money, which can be used to buy resources for cultivation!

Now Su Changkong is ready to go to the ghost market again.

The two days were fleeting, Su Changkong asked for a day off in advance, and early the next morning, Su Changkong went to the ghost market with a basket with a cross crossbow, a total of five.

At night, the cold wind is howling, and the weather today is exceptionally cold, making tonight's ghost market even more desolate than in the middle of the other months.

It was not the first time that Su Changkong had come to the ghost market, and he had entered the ghost market with ease, the deserted mountain village.

This deserted mountain village is uninhabited on weekdays, and it is only in the middle of each month that people with various purposes will gather, and basically they will deliberately disguise themselves to hide their identities!

In the streets of the ghost market, there are faint candles, but the light is still dim, and most people set up small stalls on the side of the street, selling goods that are difficult to see and sell to the outside world.

When someone came up to ask, they all deliberately lowered their voices to prevent them from attracting the attention of others.

Su Changkong, who was dressed in black and wore a crimson ghost face, was also a normal outfit in this ghost market, and would not cause anyone's surprise.

"Devil-faced brother."

Su Changkong waited quietly under the eaves of an abandoned house in the ghost city, and after half an hour, a familiar voice sounded in Su Changkong's ears.

Su Changkong raised his eyes and saw a man in green clothes with a pure white mask walking not far away, it was Zhao Qing!

"It's five crossbows this time, you can check it." Zhao Qing appeared, Su Changkong didn't talk nonsense, put down the back basket, and said to Zhao Qing.

"I can still trust Brother Ghostface's credibility, this is five hundred taels of silver tickets." Zhao Qing smiled heartily, took out five hundred taels of silver tickets from his arms, and handed them to Su Changkong.

Although he said this, Zhao Qing still checked the five crossbows.

In the past half a year, Su Changkong has probably sold nearly 20 crossbows to Zhao Qing, which also allowed Su Changkong to earn two thousand taels of silver, which can support his cultivation for most of the past six months.

Seeing that Zhao Qing's inspection was correct, Su Changkong prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

But Zhao Qing stopped Su Changkong this time.

"Anything else?"

Su Changkong looked at Zhao Qing.

"Ghost Face...... You are not a thing in the pool, I want to invite you to join my sect, with your ability, you will definitely be famous and soar to the sky! ”

Zhao Qing said in a very sincere tone, but what he said made Su Changkong stunned, and he wanted to invite him to join some sect.

"Dare to ask the name of your sect?" Su Changkong groaned slightly, and he asked, in fact, he didn't have the idea of joining Zhao Qing's sect at all.

Zhao Qing will come to the ghost market and buy a large number of crossbows, from this point of view, this sect will not be a good person, just out of politeness to ask.

"Only if Brother Ghostface joins, I can tell you the information of our sect, but I can guarantee that our sect is strong and will definitely not bury you!"

Zhao Qing didn't tell him which sect he was in, but his tone was very sincere.

This made Su Changkong more and more vigilant, and he didn't even want to say the name of the sect? Also secretly buying prohibited weapons? No matter how you look at it, it's not normal!

Su Changkong immediately said euphemistically: "I'm used to being idle, and I don't like to be restrained, so forget it." ”

Su Changkong refused to be euphemistic, but Zhao Qing could hear Su Changkong's resoluteness.

This made Zhao Qing sigh, and said very regretfully: "Then I won't force it." ”

did not linger any longer, and after completing the transaction, Su Changkong walked towards the outside of the ghost market alone.

Looking at the back of Su Changkong's departure, Zhao Qing stood in place, silent.

"This Zhao Qing is definitely not a good person, and if you trade with him in the future, you have to think carefully!"

While walking, Su Changkong secretly said in his heart, Zhao Qing's words and deeds are by no means good, which makes Su Changkong consider ending the transaction with him, or not having too deep contact with him, so as not to trouble him!

"Huh?"

In the barren mountains outside the ghost city, Su Changkong walked alone, heading towards the barren mountains, his soles stepped on the dead leaves and made a soft sound of dead leaves breaking, but suddenly Su Changkong's ears moved slightly, and he heard several "puffy" sounds in a series!

This sound Su Changkong is very familiar with, it is the sound of the crossbow machine when it moves!