Yan Ming immediately rummaged through the bodies of the other bandits.

Sure enough, two more small crossbows were found, which also had the words Luban Divine Axe Gate and Fenwu Battalion.

It's just that the two bandits died too quickly just now, and they didn't have time to use them.

Yan Ming frowned and thought for a long time, then put away the three small crossbows.

After doing this, Yan Ming looked around to see that nothing was missing, and then walked over and stretched out his hand towards Zhou Hu.

Although Zhou Hu recovered a little, he hurt his vitality, and he was still wheezing when he moved a little, and the wound that was stirred up at the mouth of his heart was turned out, and he was still bleeding.

Until now, Zhou Hu still found it difficult to accept the fact that Yan Ming had become his savior!

There's an unreal sense of unreality.

Seeing Yan Ming stretching out his hand, Zhou Hu thought that the other party was kind and wanted to support him.

I just wanted to pick it up, but it turned out to be empty, Zhou Hu stumbled, almost fell, and hurriedly stabilized his body.

Immediately, Yan Ming threw a string of ropes into Zhou Hu's hand, and said in a commanding tone.

"The iron arm can still move, tie the rest of the work together, and then accompany me for a trip."

Yan Ming's slightly ridiculous attitude made Zhou Hu a little angry immediately, and he thought that Yan Ming was kind, and his feelings were to call him!

But after thinking about it, Zhou Hu couldn't help but laugh again.

The smile tugged at the wound, causing him to cough twice.

"Haha, that's it, Yan Catch fast, Zhou has no eyes during the day, I didn't expect Yan Catch to be a real person who doesn't show up, Zhou is convinced, thank you Yan Catch for saving me!"

Although Zhou Hu has a bad temper, he is also straightforward, and he has something to say.

Yan Ming, who said this, also chuckled and waved his hand, and the atmosphere between the two immediately eased a lot.

Jianghu men are often like this, to love to sex, awkwardness comes and goes quickly, sometimes a sentence and a bowl of wine, maybe Liang Zi will be revealed.

Now that the battle is over, the rhythm has eased down, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, the only remaining bandits were tied up and strung together.

Niu Wanshan was hit by ten fragrant soft tendons, missing an arm, and his mouth was stuffed with something, so he could only snort.

"What does he want to say?"

Zhou Hu saw Niu Wanshan's eyes, and couldn't help but ask casually.

Yan Ming: "Who knows? Maybe it's a protest that I stuffed his bandit socks in his mouth. ”

Zhou Hu was speechless for a while, thinking, you kid is still bad.

The other five living bandits were also miserable, still wailing powerlessly.

When Zhou Hu had just tied them up, he muttered in his heart-

"This Yan Catcher looks young, he can be ruthless enough, look at that, he was unloaded with one hand and one foot, and that, good guy, his legs are bent forward, and his bones and stubble are leaking out, which is considered a waste......"

After the bandits are tied.

The steward of the Wei Mansion and his subordinates were also called, and under Yan Ming's orders, they trembled and picked up the scattered bandit blades, but they were so smoked by the smell of blood here that they wanted to vomit.

"Wow, Brother Yan, you are so powerful! It feels even more powerful than Big White! I adore you so much! ”

"I don't want to learn the Shocking Palm with Sister Xiao Guo tomorrow, I want to learn the knife technique from Brother Yan!"

Seeing that there was no danger, Mo Xiaobei also dragged Qiu Xiaodong and jumped out.

It was just that they were immediately pulled away by Yan Ming, trying to keep them away from the bloody scene.

Mo Xiaobei was good, not afraid at all, Qiu Xiaodong next to him saw the corpses and bloodstains on the ground, his little face turned pale with shock, and he almost vomited.

"Alas......"

After everything was done, Zhou Hu sat down against the cart, checked his heart injury, and then turned his face to look at the silver on the cart with a complicated expression.

Five thousand taels of silver were placed in front of him, and Zhou Hu sighed for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Ming walked over and asked.

"Don't mention it, I was in a panic, I wanted to make a profit, but I almost played myself in, but fortunately, Yan Yu quickly helped you."

was rescued by Yan Ming and narrowed the distance again, Zhou Hu seemed to open the conversation box to him, and immediately introduced the situation.

It turned out that Wei Yuanwai secretly traded with the bandits in private, Zhou Hu did not agree, he noticed the abnormality and followed to stop it, on the one hand, because of responsibility, and on the other hand, it was actually for profit.

It is true that Zhou Hu is an elite disciple of the Divine Arm Sect, but the resources in the sect are limited, and all martial artists who reach the Qi and Blood Realm have to burn a lot of money and resources every time they take a step, so he has to come out to be a nurse.

The Divine Arm Sect also supports elite disciples to go out and expand their paths.

Zhou Hu is the head of the nursing home in Wei Mansion, but the salary is still not enough, far from supporting him to break through the double heaven, so this blackmail in Black Wind Village is an opportunity for him.

If Wei Yuanwai breaks the fortune and eliminates the disaster, then the silver will be given to the bandits.

But if Zhou Hu can contact the Divine Arm Gate and contribute to settle the matter, then according to the rules, more than half of this money will be used as their remuneration, and the Divine Arm Gate can also make a name for itself and have more cooperation with Wei Yuanwai.

And Zhou Hu helped Mennei pull such a big business, and his status can also rise.

"It's a pity that we lost to Niu Wanshan......"

Zhou Hu sighed again, unwillingly.

Yan Ming then understood, no wonder Zhou Hu was so active, and tried his best to prevent compromise with the bandits, it turned out that there was still this consideration.

It seems that the path of martial arts is not easy, it is much more difficult than I imagined!

Others don't have a system like themselves, they all rely on their own efforts and opportunities, and every step in the martial arts, they have to fight to grab and compete for those permissions, and the cruelty can be imagined.

Every strong man in the martial arts appeared, and countless corpses and bones were stepped on under his feet.

Just listening to it, it feels very heavy.

You have conditions that are difficult for others to achieve, and you should grasp them well.

As his thoughts flowed, Yan Ming's martial arts heart became firmer.

Yan Ming fiddled with the silver taels in the box with his hand, but there was no greed in his eyes, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbidity.

"Let's go, let's go talk to Wei Yuanwai!"

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The moon had risen, and silence had fallen within the high walls of the Wei Mansion, and most of the people had fallen asleep, and from time to time there were a few owl chirps.

But in the main hall of the Wei Mansion, the lights were still on, and Wei Jin, who was dressed in a straight robe, paced back and forth, looking up at the outside from time to time, frowning slightly, as if he was worried.

"Don't worry, sir, the housekeeper has always been calm, and since Heifeng Village has made a request, he must not break his promise, don't worry too much."

A subordinate next to him was relieved.

"You know what!"

Wei Jin was still anxious.

As he was talking, there was movement at the gate of the mansion outside.

"The butler must have returned."

The servant said happily and hurried out of the hall.

Sure enough, the housekeeper stood at the door of the house, but his face was a little unpleasant.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Jin also walked out and asked when he saw this scene.

But the housekeeper didn't reply, and Zhou Hu, who was on one side, with injuries on his body and blood on his upper body, walked in.

Then Yan Ming's official boots stepped into the Wei house.

Looking further back, the silver and goods he was about to deliver to Heifengzhai were pushed back untouched, and on the last cart, there were several bandits in Heifengzhai who were covered with injuries.

Maybe it was because they were too noisy, Yan Ming plugged the mouths of several people, and now they could only hum.

Injured and blood loss, coupled with this toss, the five Black Wind Village thieves have gone to half their lives, and only Niu Wanshan is more energetic.

Accompanied by two small children.

"It's ......"

Both Wei Yuanwai and his subordinates were confused by this strange scene.

What's going on?

Yan Ming was unceremonious, and did not wait for the other party to be polite, and strode directly into the hall and sat down on the main seat unceremoniously.

"Outside Wei, first bother the people in your house to help me run errands and pass on a message."

Saying that, Yan Ming asked Wei Jin to send people to Tongfu Inn and Qiu Yuanwaifu first, and said that Mo Xiaobei and Qiu Xiaodong had found it, and they would send the child back later.

Wei Jin hurriedly motioned to his subordinates to do so.

Then Yan Ming slapped the official knife on the table.

"Outside Wei Yuan, you count the silver taels of goods and see if there is any shortage."

"The Black Wind Village bandits have no sincerity, they only sent the second boss Niu Wanshan to collect the money, but they didn't bring your caravan buddies to exchange as agreed, and they had to kill people at every turn.

"But the thieves you recruited this time almost kidnapped Qiu Yuanwai's beloved son and Tong's shopkeeper's sister-in-law, and even wanted to take advantage of the situation to enter the town to loot, I don't know if Wei Yuanwai has anything to say about this."

"Outside of Wei, thieves are at risk, so you must be cautious if you are private!"

Yan Ming's tone was calm, but it seemed to be prickly and informative.

After speaking, Yan Ming was sitting with the old god, and he didn't urge the other party to reply.

But Yan Ming, who had just opened the killing ring not long ago, had not yet dissipated the fierce aura on his body at this time, giving people an obvious sense of oppression.

The housekeeper next to him hurriedly came over and whispered to Wei Jin in a low voice, briefly talking about what had happened before.

While listening, Wei Jin's eyes kept sweeping over the official knife that Yan Ming slapped on the table, as well as the whimpering and wriggling crippled mountain bandits outside the door, his face kept changing, embarrassed and stunned.