Chapter 11: Yinhu

Hearing Lao Mo ask this, Aziz's fierce appearance paused, but he looked at Lao Mo with only one child beside him, and the two attendants serving behind him, sighed a sigh, and then said:

"Old Mo, the gods are above, the fault is you first, if you don't compensate for my losses as I said today, you will definitely not be able to give up today!"

"Oh, how do you think I can compensate you?" Lao Mo said more relaxed, picked up the glass wine glass and took a deep sip of grape wine.

"Lao Mo, I heard that you got the five-money condensing incense of the unnamed city of Zhao Valve in the Central Plains and the hundred-hand brocade of the four Li valves, you compensate me for the condensing incense, and the noble princess will be yours in the future, and I Aziz will never say anything more. Aziz looked at Lao Mo and said loudly.

Lao Mo didn't seem to hear what Aziz said, and said to himself: "This grape wine is more and more fragrant the older it gets, the more you live, the more you don't understand, Aziz was an apprentice with the caravan back then, and when you came to Yilan City, you were still a shrewd and enthusiastic young man, just a few years, what makes you as greedy as the jackals in the Gobi." ”

After listening to what Lao Mo said, Aziz became annoyed, rolled up his sleeves, and the thugs behind him also raised the murder weapon.

"Lao Mo, don't talk to me about these clichΓ©d things, you have to pay for it today, and if you don't pay it, I'll let you pay it. With that, Aziz beckoned his men to rush over.

"Tsk, someone still calculated on Lao Mo's head, this person released your wild dog. Lao Mo looked at a kind of murderer who stepped forward, and still said in his own way.

When Aziz entered the door, Song Lanjiang was already quietly standing in an imperceptible corner, and the short dagger slipped into his right hand.

He quietly watched everything that happened in the tavern from the side, his eyes were always on Aziz's waist, looking at Aziz's body as he stepped forward, and Song Lanjiang was also ready.

At this moment, a white figure flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone flickered in front of them, just looking at Aziz's 200-pound body was slammed to the ground by the white shadow.

As Aziz fell heavily to the ground, the white shadow was already standing, and he saw a warrior wearing a good white robe.

He had bronzed skin, beautiful golden curly hair, jewel-like blue eyes and a rock-like face on the Gobi Desert, exuding charming masculinity, and he was carrying a huge scimitar curved like a new full moon at his waist, standing there looking so handsome, attracting everyone's attention like the sun.

This person Song Lanjiang knew, a celebrity in Yilan City, the samurai captain of the old Mo caravan, the golden tiger Ibu, Lao Mo bought the dying Ibu from the slave trader six years ago, not only treated Ibu's serious injuries, but also gave him the status of a warrior.

In order to thank Lao Mo for saving his life, Ibu was loyal to Lao Mo, and the lot of money earned by Lao Mo's caravan was inseparable from Ibu's military protection, and Lao Mo even promoted Ibu to the lord of Yilan City, and got the title of "Yinhu", the twelve guards of Yilan City.

Song Lanjiang resisted people like Eevee in his heart, he didn't understand why Ibu would duel people for the applause of others, and he didn't understand that for a woman's hobby, Ebu would make such a move as climbing a towering snow-capped mountain to pick a useless snow lotus.

Song Lanjiang returned to his thoughts, and then saw that Yi Bu took out the huge scimitar in his hand and pressed it against the neck of the merchant Aziz, outside the house, I don't know when Lao Mo's warriors had come in, and the seven or eight big men who entered the door were quietly subdued, and their faces were also close to the ground, and the steel knife was pressed on their necks.

The murderers who were pressed to the ground before they could show off their might had also heard of the prestige of the golden tiger Eevee, and lay on the ground and begged bitterly.

"I'm just coming to see ......"

"I don't know anything, it's all Aziz who paid us to come......."

"Old Master Mo, I don't dare to ...... again."

Yi Bu didn't seem to hear these voices, and said to Lao Mo with a sunny smile: "Patriarch, I'm back, I've successfully sent the merchants of Weiming City to the place, and they are very satisfied with the sincerity of our family. β€œ

After speaking, Yi Bu turned his head to Song Lanjiang and laughed and said, "Stubborn boy, I haven't seen you for a long time, you have grown taller again, and you have more and more courage, did you just want to give Aziz a knife? β€œ

Song Lanjiang didn't answer Yibu's words, he pretended to be stunned and sluggish, in fact, Song Lanjiang didn't bother to reply to Yibu's words, and didn't want to leave any impression in the heart of the golden tiger, which is also the reason why he was very resistant to contact Yibu, this tiger, no matter what he had to tell under the sun, not to leave a little secret, and contact with him was full of danger.

"It's just the right time to come back, Ibu, you know the temper of a stubborn boy, don't play with the boy. It's all up to you, the tiger, to make this deal so smooth. Lao Mo smiled and relieved Song Lanjiang.

Aziz, who was pressed to the neck by the knife pressed on the ground, heard Lao Mo and Eevee talking about the transaction unscrupulously, and his whole body was sweating with fright, and the floor was wet.

"Spare ..........."

"Old Grandpa Mo, please spare my life, I am fascinated by wealth, and the devil will come to you to fight the autumn wind. ”

"Old Grandpa Mo, you can say anything, as long as you spare my dog's life. ”

"Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you, and I can buy my life back with money!"

Aziz cried and begged for mercy under Ibu's knife, and Old Mo and Ibu had to turn their eyes to Aziz.

"Did the patriarch hang Aziz on the flagpole or bury him in the Gobi?" The fierce reputation of the Ibu Golden Tiger is not called in vain, don't look at him so kind to Lao Mo and Song Lanjiang, but in Yilan City, a fierce place that can be called a tiger, he is by no means a soft-hearted person.

"Forget it, Aziz, I don't want to know what secrets you have, your life is still your life. Eevee broke his left leg when he entered the door, oh, old fool, and his right hand when he slapped the table, and cut off all his arms. Lao Mo touched the gemstone ring in his hand and casually decided Aziz's fate.

After listening to Lao Mo's sentence against him, Aziz howled with remorse.

Eevee should be afraid of soiling the floor of the store, resisting the knife with one hand, dragging Aziz by the hair like a dead sheep with the other, dragging Aziz out of the tavern, don't look at the Aziz people are tall and big, but in Ibu's hands, it seems that there is no weight.

Song Lanjiang watched as Ibu slid through Aziz's arm from top to bottom with the huge crescent scimitar in his hand at the door, and the movement was only a blink of an eye, as if a light had passed, and Aziz's arm flew into the air, and no blood flowed out at this time.

Song Lanjiang found that he could vaguely see Yibu's movements when he shot just now, and this time he saw Yibu's knife action, a simple swing of a knife, in fact, Yibu's whole body moved, just like a beautiful dance, yes is a dance, Song Lanjiang had seen it at the Yilan City Sacrifice Conference when he was a child, but Yibu's knife action was even more beautiful, like a rhythm, so that Song Lanjiang repeated this picture over and over again in his mind.

At this time, the blood on Aziz's arm spurted out, and Ibu felt Song Lanjiang's gaze, looked sideways at Song Lanjiang with a toothy smile, and then smashed Aziz's left leg with the back of the knife without looking.